<?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-8545034</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:34:15.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEATRICE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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>292</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545034.post-116290078554439975</id><published>2006-11-08T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T04:00:55.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M FUCKING SAD NOW. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid allocation thing is pissing me off. i hate the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116290078554439975?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116290078554439975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116290078554439975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116290078554439975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116290078554439975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-fucking-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116256064958717455</id><published>2006-11-03T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T06:13:06.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quiz t do asked by akina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1.do you have anyone's friendster password?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;uh huh(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2.do you think your love life right now will last long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i don't have a one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3.are you an emo person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;emo? yes, but not that slit you own wrist kind of emo. [ctee, thanks(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4.if you had one last breath to say something to someone you love what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ask the person t forget me? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5.do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;maybe! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6.ever felt jealous of your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yupyup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7.what was the last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;watch tveee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8.who is right next to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my guardian angel(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9.who was the last person you ate with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;erm, val shar akina chloe karthiga ctee grace on wednesday. i've been eating alone since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10.how many times was your page been view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this page? i don't know. i don't have that web counter thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11.how's the weather right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;chilly! brrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;12.last person you called today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think i called my mom. i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;13.last person who called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;akina(: a wake up call. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;14.last song you sang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's all about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15.last time you danced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh, that stupid primary six retard dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;16.lost a friendship over something stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;uh huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;17.smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18.dumped someone before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i've never even been into a relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;19.been really depressed before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yupyupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;20.faked being sick to miss school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;duhhh! i've been doing that all along. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;21.what time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9.30! the medicine made me drowsy, so i had t sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;22.current taste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bitter, just taken my medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;23.do you like the person who send you this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;uh huh, akina! wo de bestaye&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;24.what are you wearing right now&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shirt and beach shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;25.are you too shy to ask anyone out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;depends on who that person is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;26.what is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;27.where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;28.what date is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;03-11-2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;29.last person who texted you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gracey poo/penny(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;30.did you go somewhere yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yup, the doctor's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People who MUST do this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.gladys!&lt;br /&gt;2. jillian!&lt;br /&gt;3.karthiga!&lt;br /&gt;4.vanessa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116256064958717455?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116256064958717455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116256064958717455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116256064958717455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116256064958717455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz-t-do-asked-by-akina.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116247885954693376</id><published>2006-11-02T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T06:47:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>few nights ago, till just now, i had breathing difficulty. went t see doctor at green at bout 7.30 and came back at almost ten. clinic was packed and after my check up gotta stay for some nebulizador. inhaled for half an hour and was in the room all by myself, so bored. watching tvee now, feeling so famished.  i'm waiting for food, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVA!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MY EX-BESTAYE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116247885954693376?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116247885954693376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116247885954693376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116247885954693376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116247885954693376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-nights-ago-till-just-now-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116237859070760210</id><published>2006-11-01T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T04:01:41.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had t go back t school for the results of streaming. i've got the subjects that i want, yay! mrs chan and mrs das wanted t see all the six subject combi people, so we had t stay back. then mrs chan asked who wants t do seven sub, go one side. then they started discussing and the new seven sub class will be a pure geog class, with the seventh sub either amath or pure lit. so, i called mummy and she asked me t take amath cause i can't put pure lit t any use next time. and she say she'll get me a tuition teacher. i'm afraid i can't cope, but ohwell, shall just try out first. i won't know if i don't try? yeah. after that, grace, karthiga, akina, chloe, shar, val, ctee and i went t rm t eat at kfc. the stupid old woman was there again, and when karthiga brought ljs in, she complained t the manager. WTH. then, we all left for val's house. was funfunfunfun! we cam-whored, played hide and seek, watching movies/shows which didn't entertain us for long, the tvee was switched on the whole time while all of us were not even watching. HAHA. there's more, but it's with others, yeah. my stomach's growling. toodles! (:&lt;br /&gt;alright, pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;she stole my drink! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at those eyes of mine. so freakyyyyy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she just love t act cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i took this!:D -caught them in action!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;different expressions. shar's kinda constipated-looking. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/100_4147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, where's akina? BEAR LOSE HER WAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, thanks people for flooding! my tags are all gone, thanks t this word-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARCHIVES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;marcelle's so funny and brainy. and she'll commit suicide next year. CONSEQUENCES, FRIEND.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116237859070760210?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116237859070760210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116237859070760210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116237859070760210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116237859070760210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-had-t-go-back-t-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116228872908789455</id><published>2006-10-31T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T02:51:07.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my voice is gone. not because of the bbq. yesterday was alr half gone. mmm, bad flu. went hougang mall with mummy cause she needed t go t the bank, bought pancake burger and mini pancakes. yumyum, i loveeeeeeeee it! minesweeping with bestaye now. grace say, there's only one pure geog class for six sub. i hope i get into it. i remember mrs d.tan was saying that the sec fours and threes now, many are taking pure lit. both levels, one full class pure lit, and two full class elective lit. and our level? 27 only. most pple take pure geog. okay, i'm done. i don't know why i said all that, it's stupid. byeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi ctee. cheer up friend! smile! :D&lt;br /&gt;my hands are aching. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116228872908789455?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116228872908789455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116228872908789455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116228872908789455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116228872908789455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/helllooooooo-okay-my-voice-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116228291858635847</id><published>2006-10-30T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:21:59.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 7.30, came online t help shar change her blogskin and tagboard, but blogger was so annoying. i can't get into in cause PAGE NOT FOUND. it really annoyed me, blogger just suck. aasked akina t help. i spent so long looking for the frigging orange template for her haloscan cause tagboard is having a prob, and it suck just at much as blogger. and shar actually asked ctee t help her change her skin when we alr changed for her. they didn't even go her blog and check or whatever, cause i alr told her i'm helping her t change. she wanted me t do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed t pick akina and jillian at 9.40 and i only pick them up at 10.10 or sth. yes, i was so late, sorry. i was so annoyed with blogger that i kept refreshing and forgot bout the time. so we went t karthiga's house t put the food, gladys came along and off we are t www. shar and ctee were alr there. like so early?! mummy sent us there. thankies(: reached there at 10.30 and apparently it opens at 1. but the frigging www webby says 10. righteous. so we went t eat, and were talking t past time. then we walked around and it was finally almost 1. got in changed, and off t the rides. there's so many abcs and americans/australians and their accents are so damn cool okay. and all of them seem t know each other. it's like so many of them! samsung was so fun. the lifeguard was so funny plus the way he speaks. we went on that ride for four times. we also went t ular-lah, tsunami, that wave pool which is called shiok river or sth and water taps. damn fun. then 4.30 went t bathe. we were predicting that there would be many miss calls/sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bathing, went cheers t get ice and cups, then off t pasir ris park. saw aloycia there. all of us couldnt find each other and the pit.let me tell you how far we walked. first, we thought the pit was towards the end, which was around 1/4 the park so we walked all the way there, and it isn't there, so we walked back. we walked around half the park, and realised we have walked past our pit. so we walked back there, put our stuff, akina and i went t look for shar grace karthiga and ctee. they couldnt find us. so we walked right t the other end of the park, cause that's where they were and halfway, found bob standing near the trees t think she was wearing green somemore. then we walked back till half of the park with all the food, which was damn heavy and my feet had cuts cause of my stupid slipper and i couldnt walk properly. the only person who found her way was pris even though we didn't tell her exactly where cause we didnt know. we only told her the pit number. she's one with a GOOD sense of direction. we only started the fire at 6.45 when we're supposed t meet at 5.30. shortly after, chloe came and ctee gotta go back without eating anything cause there's pork and both tongs touch it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;SO SORRY CTEE!&lt;/span&gt; grace went with her cause she's afraid that she'll reach home very late, so they both left without eating. so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were bbq-ing, that self-obsessed person was taking so many pictures of herself, and many candids of people. and bob was only waiting for food. when she finally wanted t do the marshmellows. she cleverly put three sticks of it at the side of the pit which was so filthy. there's so many cats at the parks, so annoying. only jillian, akina, shar and chloe not scared of them. so all of us kept screaming. hurhur. let me tell you a funny scene. shar suddenly shouted there's a cat near us, i ran t the other side. gladys jumped on t the sit where jillian and bob are sitting on. and she was pulling jillian's shirt and one hand was holding satay sticks and filthy. the other hand was grabbing bob's shirt and she pulled her bra too. and when she let go, the bra snapped bob's back. SO FUNNY! it turned out that the cat was at the other area, going t the other direction away from us. and there's another where the aluminium caught fire. and we were screaming. then akina used the tongs and pick the aluminium but the fire was still there. for a moment, we didn't know what t do, and we just used the tongs t hit it. finally the fire was put out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then around 9 pls, chloe needa leave, so karthiga akina and i walked out with her. it was so scary and far, and we were walking real fast. did i tell you that i love down town east's toilet? it's so niceeee and clean. we walked really far out and we gtta walk back it. my legs were aching then. surprisingly, the distance back was quite short and we took the same path we walked out. how amazing. the shop at the park was closing at ten and they opened at nine plus. then we asked them t stay till 10.30 cause we were the only ones left. and they agreed. how nice eh. then jillian's father came and we weren't quite ready yet. there's so much left overs, cause everyone's busy bbq-ing and only some ate. bob took home all the titbits, and i wanted spin crackers. three bottles of drinks were enough and we got 7 more small bottles and it's still not enough. we took a few group photos, thanks t jillian's father. then her father send akina and i home, thanks alot jillian(: i am so bushed. i sure enjoyed myself today, hope you all enjoyed yourselves too. though we had t walk so much, but our hard work paid off yah? outing real soon? alright, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry karthiga&amp;akina for the wastage. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ctee! forget, cause it's not worth, and please do not try t smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116228291858635847?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116228291858635847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116228291858635847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116228291858635847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116228291858635847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/woke-up-at-7_30.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116226138490386088</id><published>2006-10-29T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:43:28.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOGGER SUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;as you can see, blogger was getting on my nerves. i'm gonna change t xanga/lj soon. early goodbye t stoooopid blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116226138490386088?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116226138490386088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116226138490386088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116226138490386088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116226138490386088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogger-suck-as-you-can-see-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116203684819545697</id><published>2006-10-28T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:11:01.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY RIGHT ARM IS SO PAINNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i was so pissed just now. missed the leadership course again. it was yesterday for those who didn't go the previous time. and now if we don't go we have t pay full cost. that time grace goh min gave me the form t sign and it says don't tear. so i couldn't keep the upper part which contains all the info-venue/time/date. she didn't even remind me or anything, and now i think i have t pay full cost. i don't know why, my right arm is so pain. since yesterday morning. why is everyone bleeding at this point of time?! nice timing. apparently, akina went t compass t sign up for a new phone plan since four. and now, she's not back yet. i need t go workout soon, and not our school's definitely. okay, finally akina text me with her new number(: as i was saying, i needa do loads of workout. i was feeding myself with loads of chocolates. i have two boxes given by mummy's friend, three by mummy, a box from akiko, many more. i gotta stop eating NOW. i'm off, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2H&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why the colours of the names i put for the previous post won't come out except for the last few. but the colour that came out is like dirty green. STUPID BLOGGER! was alr pissing me off on thursday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116203684819545697?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116203684819545697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116203684819545697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116203684819545697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116203684819545697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-right-arm-is-so-painnnnnnn-okay-i_28.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116186869236724125</id><published>2006-10-26T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T05:54:18.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last day of school, and the last day with 2H ): this year past really fast. everything happened like yesterday. i remembered when i was transferred from 2G t 2H, i was kinda unhappy. cause my class is so like not enthu, only like some. and the rest are also nerdy? and many were not united. all broken up into their cliques. yeah, and now i miss 2H. so saddening! it's like everytime we just get so close and are like the best of friends, it's like the end of the year alr, and we have t change class. it was like that last year, and now it's like that again. it's so sad that my clique may have t break. cause maybe we'll be in different classes. i'll miss everyone in 2H, my clique, and some close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AKINA;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my bestaye/mama bear&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D thanks for for your photo. i know you spent so long doing it, and sorry for making a small dent in the middle. ): i'll miss your super funny face expressions and sounds that you always do and make me laugh so much. thanks for being there for me everything when i'm down. you're like my bestest friend for so long. we've been in the same class for three years straight, including primary two and four, it would be five years. hope we'll be in the same class again next year, yeah? thank you for helping me with so much things also. not forgetting all the disputes/quarrels we had that made our friendship stronger. i hope there'll never be any of those anymore yeah. oh, remember kok kok check?! HAHAHA! and *ahem is so hot. i wonder who. we need t go out often during the hols but with the most important thing ever, MONEY. hahaha(: i can't wait for monday! I LOVE YOU BESTAYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SHARLEEN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my bestest twinnie who loves t hug me cause she say i'm so nice t hug and get all so clingy/touchy/'nice' when she wants me t help her do sth. HAHA. i've known you since last year, and we were in the same clique, with some quarrels of course! and this year, we only got t be close like towards the end of the year. i'll miss your storage bag. sharleen's school bag=storing food. thanks many for all the food you gave me USEFUL replies you gave me whenever i asked a question. remember t brush your teeth after eating maiyatang. or bees will be attracted. hurhur. i guess we'll be in the same class next year? hopefully! study hard next year and get good grades yah. I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VALERIE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bar! chewy+bar= chewy bar. you're always so hyper and enthu. you are a nice friend. you are a great monitor! you've done so much, like asking the class t quieten down when non listened t you. you know, you are the fastest eater i've ever met. and i thought i eat very fast, till i met you. HAHA. remember the times when we're always broke and would pool our money together, but still not enought. we were really pathetic then. hope we won't be like that next year, if we were t go out together again. love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GRACE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ms brainy/smarty pants. you're always helping me in my studies, esp during exams and when you have not even finish revising. and you gotta keep repeating cause i don't seem t understand, haha. thank you! i've known you since primary five and that's erm four years! all these four years include few disputes which were really childish if were t think back. you're so super funny with all you actions which made you look so retarded. you did one in the hall today, when i looked at you. acting like some mad woman. HAHA. I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GLADYS;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HEYHO BESTIE! hiiexx. the paranoid bimbotic mamiac. you are ever so self obsessed, never fail t looking into any reflecting surfaces. and when someone stares at you for long, you'll cover your cheeks. no one's observing your pimples luhhhh! you are always getting so paranoid over little things and you likes t do the omg action which is super hilarious. your chinese oral is damn funny too. your chuxu especially! I LOVE YOUR FLORA SPONGEBOB BAG. hahaha! okiiexzx, ii lUrbbE eUu w0rzxZx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;JILLIAN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're always talking about all the online stuff like all the bloggers etc. cause you know so much! and i don't know how you do that. bitching with you is ever so fun :D ohyes, remember mozuodong. HAHAHA. he's super retarded at gym where he pulls his pants damn high and hilarious when he dressed up as a drag queen with his face so white like a geisha. though we're not very close, still i enjoyed the times we had together? you know, our so called company? haha, take care! and be excited for monday!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;KARTHIGA;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;karthiga=clown. you're so damn nice t everyone! like always helping people, even though you know they don't like you. oh! thanks for lending me your clip, i'll return you soon! you're another smarty pants. oh hi priya! hahaha! that's your name right? remember our missions? we must execute it. it's a MUST. okay, cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CTEE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the always-looking-out-for-hot-guys one. you like so many so called 'hot' guys when they are like OMG. eg, 22! please forget all about FAREND luh. he's not that good looking also. plus your 88! maybe you would like t try FAN. HAHAHAHA. i've known you since primary four right with all our high belts. we look so retarded then! so plus this year, it's a total of four years! study hard next year, all the best! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;KELLY;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my buddy! i enjoy collecting stuff for you when you're not in school. HAHA. you are also a funny one, whose bestaye is LQ. i remembered that you're always the one talking t her when no one does. hope you get into art alright. have fun working, take care perlyn! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE 2H '06!&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll get the subs i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/8545034-116186869236724125?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116186869236724125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116186869236724125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116186869236724125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116186869236724125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-people-this-is-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116168460248824815</id><published>2006-10-24T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:10:06.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up kinda early today, at nine and i slept at one plus. when i woke up, mummy and daddy are already back. and mummy's already sleeping. i guess they didn't sleep the whole night cause it takes around five hours back. went online just now, after that, went swimming. first there was so much sun, but this stupid family of three they kept splashing water when we're trying t get the sun and the water just washes everything off. and the mother and son kept trying t dive but failed t. and the way they do it is so funny. it seemed like they were drowning or sth. later on, pool had lesser people. there's this young couple, kissing and hugging in the pool. wth. they stayed in there for so long. the guy was so horny and the lady was so corny. there's this guy, he was in the pool for so long. and all the while, he's been talking t himself. HOW FREAKY. soon after, we left. went t hougang mall for lunch at kfc. walked around a little, and left for home. currently watching miss teen usa and on the phone with akina. her mom is so darn funny luh. on the way home with akina, her mom called me and posed as a classmate from our class and her name is grace. riiight. hahah, at first i thought was karthiga cause before she called in, i was on the phone with her, and i didnt know my stupid phone swapped calls, and answered the incoming call. so all along i thought was karthiga. HAHAHA. then now, her mom is being so funny. cause akina's asking her what t buy for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mummy! she bought so much chocos for me.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i changed my combined humans alr. thank god they allowed.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought they were pigs.&lt;br /&gt;photoshop tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing so much when i saw your tragic tag, akina. LIKE SO MUCH. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116168460248824815?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116168460248824815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116168460248824815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116168460248824815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116168460248824815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-all-d-i-woke-up-kinda-early.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116161656518093019</id><published>2006-10-23T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:43:19.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so now they're in genting. i'm always home alone. cause my brother is always out till like morning?! haven't been eating three meals a day these few days. made egg mayo sandwich and brought it t school. had this sexuality workshop. the guy's so funny and everyone listens t him when he talks. but no one listens t the lady cause she's so omg. i do not like her. she kept praising herself, saying she's oh-so-cute. and she talks a bit like heng mui cause she closes her eyes and love touching her chest when she talks. not boobs, chest. and her mouth expands so wide everytime she talks. okay, enough bout her. after it was over, we were discussing about - . i'm so exciteddddd. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went gymming with shar, val, akina, karthiga, danielle. then later they left for basketball. gladys and jillian came, awhile later val all came down and say reserve must go down also. so annoying! i hate basketball. freaking ball so heavy, and the game is so rough. though i only played half a match, 2_ people were so fugly rough please. and they were rubbing their sweat onto me. they push here and there snatch the ball all that. i hate playing with them. and someone 'fell and hurt her leg' i think she was only trying t waste time. no offence. cause after that, she could play again, like normal. her leg wasn't pain anymore?! ohwell, since they want t win so badly, let them luh. at first we alr left school, then mavis called and say there's another match. and charlyn choo says we're gnna fight for third, and we didn't want t. but looking at charlyn's entu-ness hahah, ahhhh just play luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went bowling. shall post the pics sometime later when akina comes online and upload it and send t me. yeah. bowling was fun. the effing guy was SO ANNOYING. i hate him. i'm going swimming tomorrow. byeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;water bottle drops&lt;/em&gt; - akina; it's a tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't know what happened&lt;/em&gt; - akina; it's a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;is she so into romeo and juliet or sth? HAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116161656518093019?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116161656518093019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116161656518093019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116161656518093019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116161656518093019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-okay-so-now-theyre-in-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116134730436518214</id><published>2006-10-21T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T05:28:24.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's some pictures we took during the science centre trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/akina%20and%20i.jpg" border="0" /&gt; bestayes! i look like an asshole. /: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/group%20in%20school%20three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lovelies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/on%20the%20way%20t%20science%20centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;foursome (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/science%20centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;science centre!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chewybar! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's us again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy family! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/PICT2553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;as you can see, it's the customer feedback form. i tell you that bitch must be having menopause or sth. i hope they don't think we're playing. click on it t zoom if you can't see it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116134730436518214?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116134730436518214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116134730436518214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116134730436518214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116134730436518214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/heres-some-pictures-we-took-during.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116133831467346944</id><published>2006-10-20T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:58:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm only offered six sub combination. was quite disppointed at first, but after what mrs elan [i don't know how t spell] said, i think it's alright. she said most of the six sub combination people do better than seven/eight sub combination people, cause they all can't cope. yeahh. we had photoshop, was super funnnnnn! we edited a picture of a girl from our school. damn funnaye. after school, wenta compass t chill awhile then home. i'm webcamming with akina now, after this we're gnna play games. anyway, i don't think i'm going genting anymore. cause so many's going and they only managed t book a room cause it's holiday there at malaysia. yuppers, off now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem* Someone's oh-so-hot!&lt;br /&gt;akina! HAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love moo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116133831467346944?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116133831467346944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116133831467346944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116133831467346944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116133831467346944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/greetings-im-only-offered-six-sub.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116133790393446069</id><published>2006-10-19T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:51:43.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holaholahola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back math paper, was a total disaster. only two people passed in our class. how pathetic right. yeah, i failed dnt. dooofus. after recess, went t science centre. and ctee was chasing 22 during recess. RIIGHT. she became even more &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%&amp;^%$"&gt;!@#$%&amp;amp;^%$&lt;/a&gt; when he came with us in the bus. sorry about the bus, what luck. half way it broke down or sth, no air con. so bus driver opened both doors, and 22 came t the back like where we were and stood there. he's so super retarded, just like ctee? whatever you ask him he'll repeat your question first before answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched deep sea. everytime i go t the omni theatre, i'll just start t feel sleepy and then doze off. hahaha, but this time. i only fell asleep a few times, and it's very short not even a minute. was eating away. after that, walked around then went t macs, got mcflurry. bus trip back was way better, with the air con. went compass, ate at mos. no, drank at mos. yeah. i got home, slept till ten. didnt take dinner, but i was so damn hungry. slept at around 3. hahah, okay. off now, toody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello akina.&lt;br /&gt;mr moo is waiting for youuuuuuuu-ouuuuu :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116133790393446069?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116133790393446069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116133790393446069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116133790393446069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116133790393446069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/holaholahola.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116118400199688994</id><published>2006-10-18T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:08:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's good and bad. got back most of our papers. and i so regretted not studying for history instead of studying science knowing that i'd fail science no matter how much i study. sigh. so i COULD have failed one instead of two. how genius. now i'm so disappointed with myself. but what's done is done. ohwell, just make sure history does not repeat itself? yeah. geog, thought i would not do well, but i did like better than i expected though not very good. the rest was badly done. i think grace smarty pants is like the smartest person i ever know. not saying others are not smart, but you know. lazy t elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went town with grace jillian karthiga akina. supposed t watch john tucker must die. but the tickets were sold out. so unexpected! it's like the last day the movie's screening and it's been out for so long! yeah, so in the end caught scoop. was kinda reluctant at first. haha, but i don't regret not watching john tucker must die. in fact, i loveeeeee it! the old man is so duper cute and funnaye! walked around, t heeren, and off home. grace was so funny at the interchange. told her that her bus was there alr, but she was giving us the face like what's going on. hahaha! went t ntuc, bought some sweets. we're going t the science centre tomorrow, hope it'll be funnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math paper back tomorrow, diediedie.&lt;br /&gt;dnt, i don't think i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;art, final piece damn horrid!&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks grace, vanessa JOSEPH, akina :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116118400199688994?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116118400199688994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116118400199688994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116118400199688994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116118400199688994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-todays-good-and-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116108492583278638</id><published>2006-10-17T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:35:25.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn''t as exciting and fun as expected. things weren't the way we wanted. first we went swimming at deanna's father's condo. shan't talk about it. then we went t serangoon garden t eat, planning t go the club t bowl. but the was fully booked. so we went t kovan, two schools were having their training there. and luckily ayleen went t hongkong or she'll be there. saw liz's cousin. after that, went vivo cause so many blogged about how nice vivo is and that is very fun and all. but when we went there, it's like nothing. all the shops so branded, like crocodile, jewellery shops. yeah, so we left in about 15 minutes or so. akina and i went t kovan, got booble tea, wanting t buy clips cause hers was spoilt and mine's gone. i can't find it. but they don't sell it there. so we left. we were irritated in the bus. i don't know what, kept hitting the back of the seat. at first we thought was the couple behind us. it's like every few seconds. but after they left, the hitting continued. so annoying! now i'm back home. my legs are aching so badly. i'm waiting for mummy t get home t massage my legs. hurr. alright, that's all for now. i seriously think i've wasted one whole day. byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly's not going t school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;we're getting back our papers tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in deep shiet.&lt;br /&gt;my legs are so painnnnnnnnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116108492583278638?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116108492583278638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116108492583278638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116108492583278638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116108492583278638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellooooooo-today-wasnt-as-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116096791585553659</id><published>2006-10-16T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:06:02.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided t go for the house bonding thing. at first, emma and i planned not t go. but in the end, we went. house bonding wasn't house bonding cause all we did is dance. it's the house dance thing. sec twos on wednesday and ones on friday. so, we came up with the songs t dance along. and it's super retarded. our school's mad. coming up with sucha thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for tomorrow! i'm so hungry now. wonder what i'm gonna have for lunch and dinner. alright, minesweeping with akina now. yesterday, minesweepered and solitaired with deanna. was so fun! she plays minesweeper super random, and hits all the flags randomly. okay. i'm off now. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara runs like a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;clara's super spastics. [i tell shingdi eh]&lt;br /&gt;lijie loves taiji.&lt;br /&gt;lijie is a big bird, with a big bum.&lt;br /&gt;yixuan is a chicken with super hairy legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116096791585553659?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116096791585553659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116096791585553659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116096791585553659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116096791585553659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hola-i-decided-t-go-for-house-bonding.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116091928618355791</id><published>2006-10-15T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T08:07:38.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tveeee once i woke up, then went t dawn's place cause it is derek's birthday celebration but his birthday is next week i think. yupp. was kinda boring, cause ky wasn't there. but all thanks t dawn's inkball. was hilarious, and fun. once again i used her tablet pc. :D we need a stayover soon plus movie marathon. we can go late night movies and then supper, just like aeon flux. wheeeee. all the adults were talking about their favourite topic - MAIDS. everytime they gather they just have t talk about them. like all the evil ones. but some are really evil. ayleen's gonna go hongkong tomorrow, no fair! oh, today's her birthday. gave her a pink puma sport wear. hope she like it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back, till now using the lappy. after this, i'm gnna eat. i can't wait for swimming on tues with karthiga deanna akina gladys. it sure be fun. maybe i'm going gym-ing tomorrow, see how. just now, when asking gladys. she was kinda scary. she kept using monosyllabic. i'm texting emma now, and we're being so retarded. she's really funny. "emma, i think it's too sandy here, i'll go back home." HAHAHA! if you know who would say that, you would laugh like mad. how i love my mummy. (: i'm currently planning for gym tomorrow. alrighty, i'm off t eat now. toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out. a conversation with deanna dorothy bob lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what about your bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i show you his pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what's his name again/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the funny faces he make&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;darren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahah, okaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i know its lim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;then what, chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:01 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;im soooo bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wah laoooooo, did you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;NO I DIDNT'&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching tveee, talking, texting, eating&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;good, cos for a moment i thought i needed to attend yuor funeral&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;siaooooo, do so many things still bored&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;really, i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;play games!&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;online games, you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;lets play games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;[don't you think she so hilarious here?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what you want t play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;anything you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, YOU'RE SO RETARDEDLY FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:34 PM):&lt;br /&gt;why? what did i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:38 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going high and crazy&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:38 PM):&lt;br /&gt;help me do that mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic state just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i think you are really dead&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i should prepare your funeral&lt;br /&gt;panic state says (10:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;please allow me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;shut up luh bob&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i'm not dead okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay, then pleaseeee answer me mann, dont make me say you dead lorrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;I ANSWERED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;and fiy, im not bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLE, BOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;ok, the msn then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;let's sing.&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;bob the builder here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;im not AN ASSHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;or is it go.?&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hey bob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the truth you behold. says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how you doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panic state says (10:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;im doing terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYLEEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAWSON!(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE ROLAND!(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOR LIJIE!(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY DEREK!(:&lt;br /&gt;i love emma mama!&lt;3!&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/8545034-116091928618355791?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116091928618355791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116091928618355791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116091928618355791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116091928618355791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-watched-tveeee-once-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116082240560297652</id><published>2006-10-14T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:40:07.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just done with watching the last episode of fullhouse. sad because it's over but the ending's nice. my second time watching. akina'a gonna watch it soon cause now exam's over. i'm so bored now, that's why i'm here. no one online t talk t. home alone as usual. sigh. oh, i have t go back t school on monday because of some house bonding. it's so like sudden and i alr have my own arrangements. how annoying! and no one knows what time it's gonna end. then how am i supposed t plan my programmes. i think the sky's hazy. or maybe it's my eyes that are having problems. i wonder what's sumatra up t. lalala, getting hungry. ttfn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED T DO SOMETHING NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116082240560297652?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116082240560297652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116082240560297652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116082240560297652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116082240560297652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-everyone-im-just-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116075214255505482</id><published>2006-10-13T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T04:57:03.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! :D oh yay, exams are finally over. but, know what. for this exam i was feeling very relaxed, read on. i shall start blogging from sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon all the way till next morning was studying dear geog. right, so i did not sleep the whole day without naps but with the help of tea, not coffee. coffee has caffeine that damages your brain. righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;everyone thought that since we're having exams in the hall, they would switch on the air con. but the miser did not. so evil. all of us were so happy. sigh. why is our school like that. ): i felt so fainty throughout till recess due t the excessive amount of tea taken. so, geog was okay but i have no guarntee a pass. lit was stupid. i wrote so much crap and the reason was because i did not memorise any quotes/read the freaking romeo and juliet book [i only want t watch the show, how interesting can it be without the acting] but for both papers, like those i did not know how t do, i just did not bother. though i was telling myself i can't leave any blanks. after school went t mos for lunch and then back home t study. cause i did not sleep, so i was damn tired. but only slept for three hours and back t studying the whole night through with just a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people including me focused mainly on science which i don't think i'll pass. but i hope i pass, that's what everyone says. so i hope so too, knowing i won't pass. i ain't making much sense here. yah, so science and history was screwed. i did nott had enough time for history as usual due t my slow handwriting. i don't know why i just cant write fast. and when i do that, the whole paper just becomes illegible. just like ylq. oh talking bout her, during exams the whole week she couldn't stop staring at akina's paper. a few people saw that too. cause we've been observing her. HAHA. now you know why we had no time. after school, went home t do art and studied a bit of chinese. i think no one did that. neither me, but i browsed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese paper eas okay. i don't like comprehensions so my anwsers were super bad. after school went t rm t have lunch and studied dnt with akina and val shar karthiga while they did home econs. i did not sleep the whole night again, was rushing my art through. mummy stayed till 5.30 with me though she wanted t sleep at ten plus cause she was tired. thank you(: i know you won't ever read this, but yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everything was nice, i'm not self praising. but the final was screwed. i'm just comparing both, and one is nice but the other is horrible. i did not have time t finish it, everything was supposed t be colour pencil-ed but for half of them i had t use water colour which spoiled the whole damn thing. so much for all the prep work. damnit! and dnt was a total disaster. i did not even touch my dnt book till this morning. in short, i did not even study and i had no clue about anything. so obviously it's a fail. i know how t draw the figures, but i don't know where are the freaking hidden details which are bloody stupid. i repeat, we're not going t be technicians, mechanics or whatever that have t do with dnt. hello? that's supposed t be guy's job. after school, went compass at mos. were deciding where t go tomorrow but could not decide. khl saw us at mos and she was like ; get rid of this place. and we were like huh?! she wanted us t go back home t study for math. but we told her that it's a 100% sure fail with her setting the paper cause she always set so tough because of 2f. and she wanted t call mrs ho cause she kept saying who say you will fail, i don't think so i call her. at first i had no idea what she was saying. after that, we left. we saw her again. and she was walking with us. she gave me this stupid act cute face. [she was trying t be cute but failed t]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went home. was cooling down in front of a super strong fan which made me so duper sleepy that i fell asleep on the couch, and when i woke up in the night i found myself in my parents room. then i went back t my room and sleep throughout the night without bathing. how stink. something so weird happened!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasted coffee cause val and akina were drinking cause kelly was drinking and it sucked badly. so bitter! goodness. grace was being so nice t teach an idiot like me when she knows nothing goes into my head and she also needed t revise. what an asshole. shouldn't have disturbed her. thanks anyway. (: math was a killer. normally for math, i won't have the time t complete and would be rushing like mad. this time i don't know why i felt so super relaxed and i didn't really care bout those that i did not know how t do. but i did it anyway, knowing that it's all wrong. after school, val shar akina went t my house, get money ezlink card drinks. then t shar's house. then we went t marina square. watched stay alive. thought i would be damn scared during the movie, but i wasn't at all. don't ask me why. and val was the noisest the whole cinema. she laughed like ha ha ha yes, ha ha ha. and whole cinema was silent. she screamed and talked quite loud when was silent too. haha, damn funny luh she. sorry for all the rushing/running/super fast brisk walking. after movie, walked around for awhile then home. akina came back with me t get her bag. and now when i'm posting all these, my eyes are shutting. going off now, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys apologised for once in history. hahaha! [she claims she's always polite. ahem.]&lt;br /&gt;today is deanna dorothy bob lim's birthday. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOB!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you grace for helping with math.&lt;br /&gt;akina had her moo.&lt;br /&gt;gladys is finally link-ing people.&lt;br /&gt;_____, is being so &lt;em&gt;urghhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong with ______.&lt;br /&gt;thong is super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;*that music teacher is even more hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116075214255505482?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116075214255505482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116075214255505482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116075214255505482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116075214255505482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-all-d-oh-yay-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116023020648679321</id><published>2006-10-07T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T07:10:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, last night's celebration was okay. just that i was the lastest cause i said i want t go there by myself and i was still at home talking on the phone with akina and vanessa and using the computer. after that, came home talked on the phone with vanessa. and we both were falling asleep. when she was talking, i was dreaming and when i was talking, she was dreaming. hahaha! the whole of last night was bad. couldn't sleep though i was damn tired. had problems breathing, and i couldn't stop coughing. all thanks t sumatra and the haze. urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so woke up this morning, after eating studied. then used the com till evening met akina and went t hougang green, bought her food. oh and we saw felicia. haha. now i'm back after this i'm gonna study. currently webcamming and phoning her online. alright, i'm off now. toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116023020648679321?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116023020648679321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116023020648679321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116023020648679321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116023020648679321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-okay-last-nights-celebration-was.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116013125004068922</id><published>2006-10-06T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T02:12:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREETINGS T ALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akina and i talked on the phone last night till i don't know what happened. cause when i woke up at three i found the phone on my pillow. so i guess i must have fallen asleep while talking t her. so anyway, i didn't go t school today. yah, i was planning whether t go t school or not. but jillian gladys grace kelly all asking me t go t school, prolly cause of the geog hints. but when i was on the phone with akina, wasn't feeling really well. was having flu and cough. and i couldn't breathe properly. so i woke up at nine plus and slept again till twelve. then one hour later, i started on my art with a DAMN GOOD MOOD. next, was receiving pictures from akina, and was updating them when gladys called me. then she told me stuff, and so i went t check it out. and now, my fucking good mood has been ruined, all thanks them. and i have a celebration later, with damn lots of people. thank you for ruining my fucking good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted t clarify some things here which apparently some people fucking dont understand no matter how many times you say. and they just can't stop putting words into your mouth/they say things that are not true and claimed i say that. but i don't want t do it anymore, cause now, i'm not gonna bother anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks akina and vanessa! i miss peter and paul! :D&lt;br /&gt;akina, you need t see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116013125004068922?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116013125004068922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116013125004068922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116013125004068922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116013125004068922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/greetings-t-all-d-akina-and-i-talked.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-116004305507145833</id><published>2006-10-05T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T05:35:34.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, all of us went t school today. last night, aaron chua slept in my room. because he saw my mp3. and wanted t listen. and before i could even agree, he immediately say, i'll go take the speakers! and then, we can listen. i can sleep in your room. so, i fell asleep and he used my phone and took so many pictures of me sleeping and think i dont know. HAHA. and this morning, i couldnt find my mp3. i guess he must have hid it. that sly person. so, there's no pe today. how great, or i'll just become pissed again. during maths, we were taking pictures at the back and talking. kelly's gonna fly over t japan soon. during cd, they were watching some freaking lame show. and the red riding hood show was so INTERESTING. i'm so amazed. so, chloe grace karthiga anita akina and i went out t study, cause the show was simply too interesting. yah, we really studied okay. after this i'm gnna study, cause i'm so in a study mood. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yesterday, was pissed. because of some people but after eating told pris we want t take pictures. so we were talking t them, but i was still pissed. talking t you doesn't mean not pissed. nothing so contradicting. as i said, talking t you doesnt mean not pissed with you. yup. and hello, vanessa is not yours. so what if i kept calling her? you've got a problem? whatever luh. and i did talk t one of you. and i didnt say i'm not talking t you all because of whatever you brought up in your blog. did i even say that? and what you mentioned in your blog is making me pissed beccause obviously you were the ones who didnt get your facts right. so dont anyhow tag rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second cd lesson, went t the lib for some cca points thing. all the stupid wushu coconut head fault, i lose six points from all the interhouse and interclass participation. all because of of the stupid cca. ****! after school went t rm with chloe gladys pris and akina. we bought food t kfc and eat. and gladys was eating food from there. but that freaking kfc woman cant stop staring at us. so annoying. hate her. so now, i'm webcamming with akina and talking on the net with her. like CALL. and talking t akiko on the phone. and my swan is watching spongebob, for the millionth time. hahaha. okay, going off now. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-116004305507145833?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116004305507145833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=116004305507145833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116004305507145833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/116004305507145833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-people-so-all-of-us-went-t.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115997559458290155</id><published>2006-10-04T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:31:30.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! so i didn't go t school today, including akina grace chloe jillian gladys kelly and some others i dont know who. akina came over my house and till noon, went t compass t have lunch at mos with prisc deanna val shar. then went back t my house again, t do art. then, we were so pissed. because of some annoying pple. the few of us know what happened. and whatever luh. i hate them. hoho. meanies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently webcamming with chloe now. since seven plus and now its almost 11.30. let me now post some screenshots i took. chloe posed for all the screenshots. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/9yuyt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/fortune%20cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortune cat! haha&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/jfkjdsdsj.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she drew me :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;she's sucha shy person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/y564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this one's not a pose. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/ytut.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/ms%20sawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, ms swan wannabe. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115997559458290155?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115997559458290155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115997559458290155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115997559458290155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115997559458290155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-all-so-i-didnt-go-t-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115988517649869072</id><published>2006-10-03T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:44:11.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! okay, i'm not going t school tmr. akina is coming over my house t PLAY. no luh. t do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wehad t report t ct venue. so we all thought there isn't pe and then a girl came and say khl asked us t change and go for pe. but when we all went down, khl wasnt even there. and for the whole period, we were all just nothing but talk. next was maths and we didnt had any lessons. and for the rest of the day, we didnt had any lessons. yah, and mr lim was doing sth very fun. and showed the whole class. anyway, after school went t compass buy milk tea but in the end bought we ate there, and slacked till four or five plus. can't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was super slack. english, chinese, history teachers didnt come. and the only lesson was maths, but for only sh's class. yup, so all we did was slack. after school, went kovan. supposingly, t buy pens only, but in the end bought sushi and bubble tea t macs and eat. we bought food from macs too. hahaha, what huge appetite. slacked till four plus and went home. now i'm on the phone with akina/akiko. hahaha, oh, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THANK YOU AKINA FOR HELPING ME CHANGE MY BLOGSKIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because i'm t lazy t&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. heh. thankyou! [: alright, bye for now. have t help akiko do sth, and i need t change t the com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115988517649869072?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115988517649869072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115988517649869072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115988517649869072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115988517649869072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-all-okay-im-not-going-t-school.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115954861425334450</id><published>2006-09-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:50:14.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't why, but lately, i think i'm getting too easily annoyed and pissed over small matters. my patience seemed t have been gone. sigh. and i really get so worked up over small matters, but i kept trying not t show. ahhhh, but i think akina can tell when i am not right. heh. okay, off now. tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115954861425334450?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115954861425334450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115954861425334450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115954861425334450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115954861425334450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-why-but-lately-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115954565545161112</id><published>2006-09-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:43:12.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today had three free periods. and gladys, pris and i were taking so many pictures at the back without murooooooo knowing. was all so fun. then, took a big group picture, which i love it! i'll post later. ohhhh, then penny was flooding the whole classroom. cause of what? HER PEN NO INK. she thinks she's k2 or primary school. pen no ink cry. and she cried for damn long. like wth luh. ask her get a life please, someone! then, were practicing our skit again. and this time, they had t change the venue t the gym. LIKE HELLO, how are we supposed t do it in the gym? in the end, it turned out total disaster. the mics were super annoying. and we couldn't really talk cause the mics cant go far and it just keeps going so high pitch. bloody ear piercing and annoying. secondly, we were seated like on the floor, how are the people supposed t see us. and chloe couldnt talk in the mic and everyone else couldnt hear. freaking annoying luh. okay, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had chinese oral. mannnnnnnn, i so screwed the whole thing! i know the teacher was nice. she kept smiling so sweeeeeeetly at me. but the more she smile the more i want her t stop. the reading was so horrible! i kept reading back. and when she asked the first question, which is like you opinion on saying money, i had no idea what t say. and i expected her t shoot some question, so all i did was stare at her? then she was like you understand what i'm trying t say? then i just nodded my head, but kept quiet still. the following few questions were the same? the worse thing is that i spoke english! omg, i so screwed it luh. rarr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eating at the back when murooooo was just there. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm gorging those eyes out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SKITTLES! [: taste the rainbow. i love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bimbo &amp; bitch &lt;3!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pilay! but main purpose of this picture, is the red undies. guess who's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kelly, protecting her bestie, penny/liuqing/susan/coin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;three yellow 'b's. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;hua yu cool. &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you looking at, chloe!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love them all! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she was in a state of shock. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2758%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the people i talk t everyday, and have fun with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my name, as usual. culprit; gladys yang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2764%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the clique! no, wait. where's piggaye? piggaye, where are you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/IMG_2766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;proto type-rs. sorry piggaye! ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had our first paper today. paper one was quite okay. paper two was rather easy, compared t last semester's. though i cant assure that i can do well. rah was being so funnaye. hahah! laughed awhile, and annoying liuqing was like shhhhhh. stfu! okay, after that had some important annoucment t make by principal. yadahyadah, went t kfc with pris, gladys, shar, vanessa, akina after that. ate the new cheesey bandito thing. the whole thing was nice, but the thing that made it suck badly is the so many chopped tomatoes. gross! stayed for a long while, listening t songs, phone sharing, laughing and candid shots. fun fun fun! i didnt know its twelve now, okay. toodles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/8545034-115954565545161112?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115954565545161112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115954565545161112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115954565545161112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115954565545161112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/thursday-okay-so-today-had-three-free.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115934699062550613</id><published>2006-09-27T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T01:50:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really remember what happened. but after school, went t vanessa's house. i think it was kinda fun. and her father is so damn cool-looking. not sure if he's that cool thouh. but i guess he is. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mass in the morning, then was chinese. during recess, chloe bought three packs of hello panda, and asked me t help her keep. and after recess, she said it was all for me. how nice chloe is. (: then before maths, we went t the toilet cause mr teo wasnt there yet. and sherilyn was there too. she was in the handicapp toilet, and we outside shouting saying that we can see her. and she was like go away luh! then when she came out, i scared her, and she scream so damn loud! hahahah! was so funnaye! after school, went t eat at kfc with val, shar, akina, vanessa. saw vanessa and adeline there. and daphne khoo too. vanessa and i were telling them about some stupid jokes. i mean, REALLY STUPID. hahahah! okay. then we went t alter shar's uni. so that she can wear on thurs. my class is kinda doing this prototype trend. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i didnt want t go t school. was sort of discussing with grace yesterday during recess. i felt so sick. okay, not very sick. so this morning when i woke up at 6.40. i took my own time, thinking that if no one's sending me t school, i'm not going. but i didnt know why i text akina and asked if she could send me t school. and so i went t school. sigh. and grace didnt go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so recess, didnt want t eat. saving money you see. and staying in the canteen when you're not eating doesnt really help save your money because, practically everyone's eating and made me so tempted. esp &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;deanna dorothy bob lim&lt;/span&gt;. so annoying! she kept asking me t eat. and super nice chloe bought me pocky when i say i love pocky. hahah! i love her luh! next time, i'll buy her cheese tofu. cause i think its her favourite? during lit, cloudy kept staring at me. so we all were writing letters/postcards t each other. and akina wrote me a super long one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;deanna dorothy bob lim&lt;/span&gt; made akina and i wait for her. cause maybe there isnt any maths remedial. and she made us waste food money. and in the end there isnt any remedial. then after that, she left t rm with jillian ctee gladys. t think we actually waited for her! that ass. i'm gnna make sure she gets it from me tomorrow. off now, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115934699062550613?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115934699062550613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115934699062550613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115934699062550613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115934699062550613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/monday-i-cant-really-remember-what.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115899789149882408</id><published>2006-09-23T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:51:31.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up around 9 today. was reading the whole of this week's life. then met akina, and i was late. cause i forgot t eat my breakfast. lol. then met gladys and deanna, and off t swimming. the sun wasnt that good today. it came for awhile, and off it went. yah, on and off like that. so couldnt really get tan. but the water is good. cause havent been swimming for a long while, cause parents dont allow. my shoulders and back are burnt, and my face is a lil burnt. after that, went t hougang mall t eat. deanna was rushing off for her tuition. i cant do my mp3 now cause daddy took his laptop with him. sigh. okay, off t watch tv. toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115899789149882408?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115899789149882408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115899789149882408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115899789149882408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115899789149882408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-woke-up-around-9-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115893003372453198</id><published>2006-09-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:39:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early, this monring. wanted t go t school t complete the freaking dnt assignment. but ended up reached school like usual. cause the bus came late. chinese was quite fun today. but i kept yawning cause was super tired. went throught the question paper for art in the com lab. so cooling! after recess, is where all the panicking, rushing, and all started. akina gladys and i continued with our file. all of us were rushing, and poor akina gotta do most of them all by herself, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just sat there, play talk laugh. she didnt even pay for the file. so nice deanna, was helping out with both our files. and when she was doing for akina, some bitch went t scold her, say why she do this do that, and bloody her didnt even do anything. people alr kind enough help t do, still scold her. annoying shit. gladys and i were so confused. everything was everywhere. we've got so many papers, that it took us awhile t find what we needed. after that was dnt, mr chia was being so helpful. :D next was geog. i forgot what we did. oh, bestest twin was writting me letter and postcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t the dnt workshop. sec ones were there too. akina helped me write the freaking thing, which i cant write, or i'll smudge the whole damn thing. mr teo is like so bloody cute okay. he helped me t cut the damn small pieces of acrylic. so dangerous! then, he needed t close the workshop at 3. and when all the sec ones left, he gotta sweep the floor, put back all the materials. wth luh, they damn ass okay. the litter is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and off he is for high tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gladys, deanna, priscilla, chloe, grace, akina, vanessa and i went t the lib. we had so much laughter as usual, because of deanna's laughter. after a long while, akiko came. and she didnt believed that deanna's laughter is real. and the way she imitated ms swan was so funnaye! hahaha. oh, i swapped her watch with her, and i think red is kinda nice. we left the lib at 4.55 and its due lastest by 5. and when we reached the office, pressed the bell many times, but no one came out. luckily mr sim came. and he still purposely wasted time. still keep repeating himself; five o'clock ah, mr chia ah. omgoshhhhh, so longwinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went t pepper lunch for lunch. on the way there, was super funny! but at pepper lunch was funnier. we laughed like so loud, and we couldnt stop. you'll know when i upload the picture later. hohoho. damn funny luh. and after we left, we couldnt decide where t go. and we spotted deanna staring into that bra shop. HAHAHAHA! you must see how she stare. went home with akina as usual. cant wait for swimming tmr with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;THANKS DEANNA, VANESSA, AKINA, PRISCILLA, GRACE FOR HELPING OUT WITH OUR DNT ASSIGNMENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ESP DEANNA, VANESSA, AKINA. cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;firstly, deanna/priscilla is not in dnt. secondly, she helped real lot. without her, we'll just die. third, vanessa, grace and akina were not even done with theirs and they helped us. oh how nice they are. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for almost half an hour, but the picute took so long t load. i dont know why. but no worries, i'll do it soon. toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can try click here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4380/1001/1600/HAHA.jpg"&gt;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4380/1001/1600/HAHA.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115893003372453198?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115893003372453198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115893003372453198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115893003372453198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115893003372453198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all-d-woke-up-early-this-monring.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115883866624377556</id><published>2006-09-21T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T04:37:46.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was first two periods. then was english. end of the lesson, gave ms koh the thank you card by leaving it on her chair, and ran off. and gladys said she was wondering why i was running. haha, its super scary okay. i was shyyyy. hahaha! geog was                  fake? rah, was super fake, she can be actress. cause two teachers had t come in our class and watch how she teach. she's like totally different, like having some split personality. being so nice and all. and i had a hard time talking t akina! during science, got back our progress report book. i failed science by 0.8  like wth! reminds me of last year. urghhhh. but, i improved like so much. okay, maybe not much but at least i improved :D lit was as usual funny. cloudy was like carrying her handbag, not, sling bag while teaching. hahaha! and she spent like damn long in the toilet. lol. the few of us were autograph-ing on each other's photos.  then was music, learnt a new song. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went plaza sing, rushed down t meet someone [smiles for akina and vanessa] vanessa was laughing her way t compass. crazy you know. got my stuff, bought milk tea. oh, duper nice! went t alter my uniform, while waiting walked around. went t ntuc t bought stuff for tmr's party. hohoho. okay, that's all. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe was first period, was duper fun and funny. then again, was lit. cloudy's kinda in bad mood. menapause i guess. then was english, i think she isnt in good mood either. after recess, english then maths. we were having mini party during maths. then mr teo allowed us t prepare for skit. we were all so nervous, everything was impromtu. its like, we prepared everything and all they had t postpone it. wth, was fucking pissed luh. and the 2f took bloody long, 2g was also long. and i didnt know what 2g's was about. actually, all of their's are the same. only our class, so far, doing differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, did dnt with gladys, deanna, vanessa, akina. thanks deanna vanessa akina for helping us with it. had so much laughter in the lib. deanna was laughing at i dont know what, and her laughter was so super funny that all of us started laughing. and deanna couldnt stop, making our stomachs and cheeks damn pain. after a damn long while, we finally stop. lsss that a minute later, her contagious laughter made us laugh again. and it happened four times. hahha! should hear her laugh. went home with vanessa and akina. gonna bathe now, and dinner! tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN ASK TO DO THIS SURVEY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1- single , taken or crushing &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2-are you happy with your life now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;err, not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3- when you meet the right person , do you fall in love with him fast ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4-have you ever have your heartbroken ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5- do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6-would you take someone back if he cheats on you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7-have you talk about marriage with another before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup, with my mum. i told her i want t marry a damn rich guy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;8-do you want children ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yupp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9-how many ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one, or two, or three. i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10-would you consider adoption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;11-if someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;12- do you enjoy getting into relationship ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know, never been in one before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;13- Be honest, what is the furthest you and your ex-bf did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing, cause i've never had one before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;14-do you believe in love at first sight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;15-are you romantic ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know, but i know deanna is. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;16-do you believe you can change someone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;17-if you could get married somewhere , where would it be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;paris! maybe hawaii. gorgeous! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;18-do you easily give in when you are fighting ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont give in. hello, dont expect me t give in t aaron chua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;19-do you have feelings for someone now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;20-do you wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nahhhh. madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;21-have you ever broken a heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes, my mom. cause i keep cheating her money. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;22-if one day your bestfriend fall in love with the guy you deeply in love with , what would you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know, fall in love only what. doesnt mean going out with him. what, kill her. mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;23 - are you missing someone now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes, my friends. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogswrite down their names in the lists below.tag them in their blog to let them know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEANNA&lt;br /&gt;AYLEEN&lt;br /&gt;DAWN&lt;br /&gt;AKIKO&lt;br /&gt;VERNETTA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115883866624377556?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115883866624377556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115883866624377556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115883866624377556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115883866624377556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-people-wednesday-chinese-was.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115866675403338402</id><published>2006-09-19T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:52:34.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hella! assembly today was super long. cause we  had the streaming talk. and all they say was, must have the passion passion passion and must score well in those subs if not, dont even think of taking it. so we dont score well/dont have passion for maths, science chinese we can not take? is that so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lkt said our english ct5 is zero. so gladys kelly chantelle and i went t look for ms koh. and apparently, the editorial part was at the last page, but it came off. and they all claim they didnt see it, dont have it blahblahblah. then, lkt came out, and kept scolding us. and he kept insisting that we didnt do it properly, and didnt believe that we did it. and said was last minute work. first, we really did it and put it right at the back. second, if we didnt do it, why would we right editorial in our content page? third, we handed it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so now we know. whenever the teachers loses our stuff, its cause we didnt do properly/didnt hand in on time/last minute work. after all the scolding, he finally let us do the editorial part again. and he made ms koh do all the editing of marks, key in, printing, signing. its like he's got nth t do at all, and ms koh has hell loads of things t do. [everyone knows she teaches more classes than him, and he doesnt give any work] since he gave all the work t her, he have nth t do with it anymore. aint it? but he gave us only half an hour t do it luh. so unreasonable. and then when we completed it, late by two minutes only, he starting scolding again. like wtf. damn pissed that they lose it alr, still dare scold us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, ate late lunch. then wrote a card for super nice ms koh. (: went home with kelly. so i went kovan t top up my card, pass usage and five bucks. when i got up the bus, card have no money. cause that dumb indian guy, he took my five bucks but didnt like put in my card. damn. and i just called the hotline, it said hotline service till 5.30 only. wth. stupid sbs. jillian made me do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colour:&lt;/strong&gt; i love all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food:&lt;/strong&gt; whatever's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; nice ones, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sport:&lt;/strong&gt; swimming, best sport ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day of the week:&lt;/strong&gt; saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Season: &lt;/strong&gt;winter, i cant stand heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CURRENT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; pissed [with the stupid guy working in the ticketing machine in kovan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taste:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm not eating anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clothes:&lt;/strong&gt; shirt, shorts and undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desktop:&lt;/strong&gt; alot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toenail colour:&lt;/strong&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 7.02pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surroundings:&lt;/strong&gt; living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: &lt;/strong&gt;vanessa j/f, bimbo, bitch, akina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crush: &lt;/strong&gt;which one do you want t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lie: &lt;/strong&gt;i love penny more than anyone else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt; do you want t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LASTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cigarette:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink:&lt;/strong&gt; milo ice blended. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ride: &lt;/strong&gt;bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crush: &lt;/strong&gt;why do this stupid thing keep repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; pooh's heffalump. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phonecall:&lt;/strong&gt; that stupid sbs hotline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CD: ages ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classical Songs : &lt;/strong&gt;err, no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dated one of your best friends:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken the law:&lt;/strong&gt; nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been arrested: &lt;/strong&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skinny-dipped:&lt;/strong&gt; no, i think gladys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on tv:&lt;/strong&gt; maybe, i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissed someone that you don't know:&lt;/strong&gt; hell no! perhaps, penny did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 things you did today:&lt;/strong&gt; talk, eat, drink, flirt with mr teo. [yeah right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things you can hear right now:&lt;/strong&gt; water, sound alert when someone talks on msn, motocycle zoooom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random facts about me:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm short. [its time i grow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things that scare me: &lt;/strong&gt;insects, lizards, spiders or rather, all creepy crawlies, all scalie animals, birds, mice. is penny a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 random music at the moment:&lt;/strong&gt; firefly, that's when i love you, tokyo drift, something more, let love lead the way, do you want to, grow more with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I say most:&lt;/strong&gt; huh, what, wth, whatever, yayaya, riiight, yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people to do this:&lt;/strong&gt; vanessa, oreal, bel, deannah, emma, liz, akiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally its over. this is one stupid thing. hahaha. thanks jillian!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115866675403338402?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115866675403338402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115866675403338402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115866675403338402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115866675403338402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/hella-assembly-today-was-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115857249176535044</id><published>2006-09-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T02:41:31.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola! pe was fun today. i'm still learning how t catch small balls. three maths, three scinece, two history. got our exam timetable. and i think the school's so stupid t put science and history together, and literature and geography together. some sought of brainless or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, trained t ps. i'm t pissed and lazy t say. after that, went t compass had kfc with akina. yuppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued from previous post. dawn, whatever that is. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TABLET PC&lt;/span&gt;. a medicine for a pc. duper lame. whatever. okay, as what she said, those who have financial probs, can loan or what. i dont know. hello, how am i supposed t know &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAWN CHUA&lt;/span&gt;. i'm not in your bloody cool school okay. as i was saying how cool is that, you can also like create your own font, instead of stupid arial, tahoma, verdana whatever they have. so i created mine, with my handwritting. and named it &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;beatrice rock&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. its my font what, so i can name it whatever i want t. akina is just so jealous! hoho. dawn says she's gnna send t me, not sure if its possible, but hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, till now i have a problem trying t learn how t spell &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;THOSE&lt;/span&gt;. it took me ages t find out how t spell. right. okay, i bought proto type, cause i couldnt stand the old uniform. i mean the old sjc one. its too retarded. yupp, thats all. ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115857249176535044?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115857249176535044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115857249176535044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115857249176535044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115857249176535044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/hola-pe-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115849856983068514</id><published>2006-09-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T06:11:39.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up kinda early today, around seven plus. ha, dont ask me why. after lunch, went t dawn's house. she lend me her tablet top, or whatever it is. if you dont know what it is, its some sort of notebook. she bought for 3k from her school and its alr half price. so everyone gotta buy it, but, if like have finacial prob then dont have t. gosh, i so love her school. they bring it t school everyday. teacher teaches using that, and do hmwk from there. the coolest part is that the password t access in is using their own finger print. they put it near a sensor thingy, which is so damn cool. so its like, no way you can get it unless you get their finger prints. i'm so bloody jealous. am getting my mp3 tmr. so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went t ayleen's house. helped out with the gardening, cause the grass cutter was super fun. and the stupid german shepard, cant stop barking for i dont know why. and auntie said, she'll pay me if i go t her house every sunday t cut the grass. of course with the machine. ohyeah, i'm gnna have easy money! i was supposed t cook creamy spaghetti for family, but instead mummy cooked cause i had no idea how t do it for four people. i instructed mummy how t do it. lol. it turned out nice, and that greedy aaron chua ate three-four bowls. and now, he's annoying me by blocking and unblocking me online. cause i'm using daddy's laptop now. i'm missing mary pop osborne's books. magic tree house, sounds kiddy but super nice. I LOVE IT!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115849856983068514?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115849856983068514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115849856983068514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115849856983068514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115849856983068514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-woke-up-kinda-early-today-around.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115831996179422002</id><published>2006-09-15T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T06:05:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got these dumb retard pictures from grace's blog which were taken from yest in the bus. laughing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/cherylandmargie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and margie acting so studious. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/cherylandmargie..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, its them again, with seperate books now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/1600/lijieandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/lijieandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had no idea grace took it. lijie's kinda funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/1600/emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww, look at her big face. -faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is one lame shit. i'm so not acting sexy, grace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GLADYS YANG YI- PARANOID BIMBOTIC MAMIAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pon school. and claimed that she did not. yest night ask her if she wants t pon today, she said she cant. this morning pon school, didnt even tell me. that nice bestie. make us do ne messages on our own. deanna-bob the builder was being sucha stingy person.had chinese and art before recess. after recess, had cme. which was pretty fun. was as usual slacking, crapping. then had dnt, and i had t do everything by myself. all thanks t bimbo. geog next, was doing some stupid wksht and eating skittles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after school, went t compass with gillian, deanna, vanessa, akina and i. we waited bloody long for the bus, and was talking t bimbo on the phone. and then, t save bus fare, they wanted t go up the bus last. and in the end, we couldnt get up cause too many pple. and akiko was laughing at us, and she kept making my hair. that girl! horrid! hahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had lunch at pizza hut. were happily eating when suddenly a quarrel started. a bung, her gf and a group of our school's people. the bung and her gf were kissing, and naturally, people will look. and so they were not happy, and went t confront them. apparently, they werent staring at them. being so unreasonable, the bung splash a glass of water on one of them. and her friend threw the cup at her. then the bung hit it back, and was shattered t pieces, and cut one of their hands. next, she went t the girl who threw the cup at her and pulled her hair. just then, the manager came, pulled the bung away and kept trying t push her. she kept complaining, and wanted t call the police? she was like hello, i just go molested could you come now. wth? she accused the manager of molesting her when he did not. cause we were there, and witnessed everything. that bung was pretty unreasonable. and we were just sitting beside them when they quarrelled. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DEANNA DOROTHY LIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; actually stared at them hard, as if she was watching a movie. so engrossed. the quarrel started because of staring, and she just kept staring. we shouted at her t tell her t stop staring, but she ignored. only after a few times then she turned back. moments later, she started staring hard again. she didnt want t turn back luh. kept telling her t stop staring alr, she didnt want t listen. i guess she wanted the bung t come and look for her then she'll stop. we were pretty annoyed with her. police came. when they were questioning the bung, she scolded them for pointing their fingers at her. wth. we finished our food and hurry left. guess that bung went back t the police station with them. i dont know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, walked many rounds, up and down, down and up befor ewe finally settled down. talked alot, with lots of laughing too.until around 5.30, akina and i bought a drink and left. home alone now, waiting for storm-xxxl-men. lol. he makes food drop from heaven. guess wont be having dinner, alright toodles! minesweeper-ing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115831996179422002?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115831996179422002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115831996179422002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115831996179422002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115831996179422002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-got-these-dumb-retard-pictures-from.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115824173330298602</id><published>2006-09-14T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:56:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had pe first thing in the morning. ahhh, all we did was only survey, and we gotta changed. lit, like day before, was kinda cloudy. starting t pour soon. akina was helping me with jack's place letter, whoooo. thanks you(: oh, then it was back t annoying-penny-thing. after recess, had english, maths. maths was funny. was eating skittles with shar and chloe. then we hung around the toilet for quite long, before we walked back. hoho! so then, was cd. super fun. we had t do a rehearsal for the skit. my group's doing -. watch and you'll know. no fun if i'm t say it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, was when all the fun happened. met emma, got food and off t do noticeboard. emma and i kept fighting over t do the spraying. oh goshh, super lame. and suhan was being such an ass, trying t spray too. then, we had t paint the strings white t brown, when lijie was being such a miser and stingy person. HAHAHA, kidding luh. i think i would do that too? in the end, lijie had t sacrifice her not so clean hands and, it became super disgusting. next, emma and i had t paint the cardboard black. after painting, had lotsa black paint left. so i went t margie, when she was cutting frogs, and smacked her hand and said hi. clara actually thought i was so nice t say hi. margie had no idea that her hand was black till i kept laughing. margie then smacked pva glue with green paint on me. then lijie came back with many drawings from the swim team area. had bra, panties, boxers, shirts, a tarzan like skirt, etc. and suhan was saying she dont wear bras and that she dont have boobs. ahahaha! after that, was sought of playing with clara. actually, on the whole, we kept playing non-stop. back t playing with clara. i heard quite alot of things from her. but, she kept adding on, i dont know whether true or not luh, heard from pple. clara was so annoying. whatever i do, she kept saying, i tell shingdi ahhhh. ok, shingdi is my kindergarden friend whom i only met last year. and it turned out t be clara's primary school bestie. how coincidental. back t clara. so i threw grace's ADIDAS water bottle at her. and this was what she say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara: [being so agitated that i threw at her] grace! beatrice threw your bottle on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;grace: she threw my bottle on the floor? SO?&lt;br /&gt;i laughed so much.&lt;br /&gt;clara: [again, being so agitated] she threw your bottle on the floor you know. its adidas! ADIDAS. how can you drink from it if it's spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot what grace said, but was super hilarious. you should have seen clara's expression. HAHAHAHA. she was fumming mad and laughing. next, lijie asked me t go up with her t get her bag. and clara told me t wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lijie: ehh, go up with me t get my bag. the auntie closing alr!&lt;br /&gt;beatrice: huh, i dont want t come down again.&lt;br /&gt;clara: you better wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice: no way!&lt;br /&gt;clara: you must! i tell shingdi ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;then i left with lijie, but she ran. i didnt want t so i walked. clara was leaving alr.&lt;br /&gt;clara: kaiwen! kaiwen! kaiwen! kaiwen!&lt;br /&gt;how annoying was that. and i went like clara! clara! clara!-calling a dog. and she claimed that calling a dog clara is such a horrible name. got out of school, she made me wait for her father. then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;emma lijie clara grace margie cheryl lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were waiting at the bus stop for bus. had so much fun and laughter. probably the first time i ever laughed so much. lijie and emma stole grace's morning-till-now-curry puff. grace's expression was so funny. we were all chasing each other around. then, all left when bus came leaving clara behind. cause she was waiting for her father who only went t pick her at 7.20. then ms koh and ms chan ran up the bus, lol. we starting laughing super loud at clara's expression, was super fuuny. then, we were laughing bout lijie's false yoga. when we finally stopped, some kid laughed until so horrible and funny that we all started laughing again, and ms koh was asking us t keep quiet. next, lijie was doing this funny face, which made grace emma and i laughed so much. and grace was doing silent laughter. then stop came, alighted with emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, this is sucha long post. i guess today's really a blast. a super fun day. i so love it(:&lt;br /&gt;technically talking t clara. TOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a fun day never t be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;firefly come back t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;make the night as bright as day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll be looking out for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tell me that you're lonely too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115824173330298602?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115824173330298602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115824173330298602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115824173330298602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115824173330298602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-pe-first-thing-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115815213149436023</id><published>2006-09-13T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:55:31.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chinese test. the passages are so difficult. one is the cloze passage, and i dont even know what they talking. i just anyhow circle a nice word. and the comprehension, was talking about dont know what father going dont know where. wth. i guess i'm gnna fail it. after recess, had science. again, was that YOU KNOW WHAT topic. assembly was ok. was laughing when watching the video clips. and vanessa found a new SPECIAL person, which is so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had t stay back to do the zuowen, cause we've forgotten all bout it. actually we could have go home and done it. but SOME pple, talk crap, dont know what they talking so dont do. and lyd was angry and say she'll book us if we dont hand up all. so, thank you. then, had t do house notice board. had a lil fun with lijie playing with the cotton wools. vanessa and akina waited for me, for an hour or so. so nice, thanks! aaron chua is so annoying, sick alr still hog the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we expected lyd not t come for chinese cause yest, she said most prob she wont come. and we were about t do geog when she came in, and had t do some comprehension like thing. the answers i gave was so funny and lame, but gladys's was worse. hahaha. geog, did a mini test, which i dont know anything. cause she didnt even say there's a test. and yet again, she didnt check our books, whatsmore book us. all was well for science until he scolded those who didnt bing the special form given t their parents. oh, next was lit. super funny. had funny annoying april with her hair, and she kept thinking we're talking bout her big tummy bulging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went town t get stuff. ate at pastamania. left for paragon, they dont have it. left for ps, and they dont have. so we went t the cathay, they dont have it. and we decided t settle at starbucks. we changed our frigging seats like four times. lol. then there's this funnaye guy who called us she. and he said our song is hahahaha. and he even wanted t take his video cam t record our so called singing. and he told his stuff workers that we're she. HAHAHAH. and there's so many funnaye candid pictures of akina. super hilarious. then we left, t ps. walked around and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deannah heng is taling t me now, and suddenly, she's like not replying. wonder what she's doing. technically, talking t vanessa on the phone. ok, gonna get some foody now. toody peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115815213149436023?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115815213149436023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115815213149436023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115815213149436023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115815213149436023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/tuesday-had-chinese-test.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115796594839999894</id><published>2006-09-11T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:29:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is kind of ok. for pe, we threw balls. i hate it. i cant catch small balls? they're too small t be seen. two things that happened t &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gladys yang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during pe, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. maths and science after that. bio, was funny. we learnt sexual reproduction today. i wonder why mr lim wont feel awkward. and he still could joke about it. vanessa and i kept laughing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t compass t have lunch with akina and vanessa. ate at yoshinoya. super loads of people. and th service was so bad! we waited for almost an hour just t get our food. that frigging cashier took so damn long. she's so slow and she doesnt know anything? somehow she reminds me of daphne khoo. LOL. after lunch, walked around for awhile, and went home with akina. there's chinese test tmr, and i totally forget about it and so i didnt bring home any chinese-related stuff. how now. its counted in ct5. damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body's filled with bruises and cuts which i dont know how i get it. i didnt cut myself, and hit myself. akina say th ghost come and beat me. riiiight. now, msn's so screwed. i bet everyone cant use too, cause akina, vanessa and her friends all cannot use. wonder what are they doing. first, we had t keep trying like so many times before we could play minesweeper flags. now, i dont know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope lyd, peony, cds dont go t school tmr. oh, how great that would be. so, aaron chua's on mc for two days. wthwthwth. i nv had mc for two days alright. stupid doctors always give me one day only. and he always get two days. so now, gotta 'see' more of aaron chua. and be a maid. stupid asshole. talking bout that, deanna puked in bio lab today, just when its time for recess. she looked so damn pale, but was all fine during pe. and could even push me cause she was too kiasu. hahaha. i hope she gets well soon!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115796594839999894?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115796594839999894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115796594839999894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115796594839999894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115796594839999894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-kind-of-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115781059714237526</id><published>2006-09-09T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T07:03:17.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i'll say, today. played minesweeper with akina till 4am. oh, looks like i've found a minesweeper partner! hurr. and i woke up at seven plus? i wasnt even tired, rather, i did not drag myself out of bed. cause usually i do, and whatsmore i was sleeping on mummy's super big bed alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, in th afternoon, played with akina. then went t cut my hair. gosh, it suck big time. i dont want t go t school on monday? you should see how th bloody lady cut. -slaps her face. got back, did a bit of hmwk. watching si now. i'm so glad paultwohill got out. i dont like him. i wont say he suck, but i just dont like him. look at his super thick eyeliner, act emo. just like someone. and his hair, its kinda balding? yunnam waiting for him. his voice's kinda funny too. ahh, whatever. just glad he got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been on since i woke up. and i think its time i off. cause i think it's gonna explode soon. hahah. will be on again later, maybe, i'm not gnna sleep tonight. HAIR SUCK HAIR SUCK HAIR SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIYOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s hannah montana come out quick! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115781059714237526?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115781059714237526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115781059714237526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115781059714237526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115781059714237526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/maybe-ill-say-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115771512545161329</id><published>2006-09-08T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T04:32:34.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 6 plus today when i slept arnd 1 plus. went for breakfast with mummy at kovan then t hougang mall t make my card at th bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, met akina at my house. went t compass for lunch. ate at mos. vanessa and vernetta came and we all went t starbucks t do work. until 5 plus, saw my aunt and family. after that, walked around for awhile. went home with akina(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gnna conference later again, toody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115771512545161329?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115771512545161329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115771512545161329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115771512545161329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115771512545161329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-woke-up-at-6-plus-today-when-i-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115763616957597005</id><published>2006-09-07T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T06:36:09.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this morning, went back t school t do notice board. so long later, only me emma melanie and celesther. so we just decided t get cracking. melanie took down th glass panel, and got cut, thumb and two fingers. goshh, th bleading didnt want t stop, and th cut was super deep. lijie and celesther called LCL and NPH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;they came down, did nothing. all they did was like what t do, call who. stand there, keep asking what happened. wth? they're down t help do sth, like stop th bleeding! then MT came, he asked DT along. apparently, they were all just looking.? DT asked for mel's father's contact number. bleeding took more than half an hour t stop. longer than that luhhh. lijie and celesther went t get ice. then, TPG came, followed by fan, then dolly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dolly was trying t find out what happened, when NPH kept talking about th other time st helen dropped th glass panel and it chipped. as i said, she wanted t find out what happened TODAY, not th other time, she was frustrated with NPH, and went like, wait, wait, wait, can we talk about th same thing. hahaha! so funny! emma and i were laughing? i just cant stand that NPH luh, she's super annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after mel's father came and all. dolly wanted NPH t write a report on what happened. and give it t her tmr. after dolly left, she made emma celesther and i t do it? like wtf can. pple asked her t do, she made us do. felt like slapping her. we did one, she aint happy. say, must write mrs n asked melanie t hold her hand, then she called for - like wth, she kept trying t claim credit can. keep insisting us t write in super detailed. and she made up a sentence for herself loxzxzxz. from 11 made us stay till almost 1? just because she wants t claim credit. want us t type afew pages somemore. after we finished, she brought it t dolly. obviously she's lazy right. cause when it happened, she rushed down say what she's about t go home. and a woman actually brought two bucks out of th house only. RARRR, I HATE THAT BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;came home, was online till now. had ribena pastilers just now(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TOODLES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115763616957597005?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115763616957597005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115763616957597005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115763616957597005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115763616957597005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-morning-went-back-t-school-t-do.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115754440956694386</id><published>2006-09-06T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T05:07:51.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt go for th leadership course thing today, which i paid fifteen bucks for.&lt;br /&gt;i went t ntuc in th afternoon, stocked up alot of stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskins, and akina helped with some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;thank you!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115754440956694386?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115754440956694386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115754440956694386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115754440956694386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115754440956694386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-didnt-go-for-th-leadership-course.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115746521486252834</id><published>2006-09-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:06:54.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met akina in th early afternoon, took a bus t compass.&lt;br /&gt;met vanessa and gillian, and off t pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;compass's pizzas suck like hell. esp, cheesy bites.&lt;br /&gt;ps's is wayyyyyyyyy better. MUCH BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;nv go compass t eat cheesy bites. urghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when walking out of compass, saw ctee, val, shar.&lt;br /&gt;so all of us walked t school together.&lt;br /&gt;they're all like panting. so funnaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar was ok. for once, i know what's going on, and how t play.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went compass again. t th lib t read mags.&lt;br /&gt;then t mos, bought a drink, took pictures and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from a mail.&lt;br /&gt;Never spend a penny on Tommy Hilfiger's products!&lt;br /&gt;I am sure many of you watched the recent taping of the Oprah Winfrey show in Chicago where her guest was Tommy Hilfiger.&lt;br /&gt;On the show, she asked him if the statements about race he was accused of saying were true.&lt;br /&gt;Statements like "if I'd known African-Americans, Hispanics, Jewish and Asians would buy my clothes, I WOULD NOT have made them so nice. I wish these people would *NOT* buy my clothes, as they (my clothes) are made for upper-class white people."&lt;br /&gt;His answer to Oprah was a simple "YES" where after she immediately asked him to leave her show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion? DON'T BUY your next shirt or perfume from Tommy Hilfiger.&lt;br /&gt;Let's give him what he asked for. Let's not buy his clothes,&lt;br /&gt;let's put him in a financial state where he himself will not be able to afford the ridiculous prices he puts on his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;If we are small, then send it to the whole community that's not white people and see the result.&lt;br /&gt;We! have to see the result of unity.&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out if Asian, Jews and Non-white really plays such a small part in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Stop buying all range of Hilfiger products, perfume, cosmetics, Clothes, bags, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scene also took place on a BA (British Airway) flight between Johannesburg and London.&lt;br /&gt;A white woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess.&lt;br /&gt;"Madam, what is the matter?" the hostess asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You obviously do not see it then?"&lt;br /&gt;She responded. "You placed me next to a black man.&lt;br /&gt;I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group.&lt;br /&gt;Give me an alternative seat." "Be calm please," the hostess replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Almost all the places on this flight are taken.&lt;br /&gt;I will go to see if another place is available."&lt;br /&gt;The hostess went away and then came back a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;"Madam, just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the economy class.&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is one seat in the business class.&lt;br /&gt;All the same, we also have one seat in the first class."&lt;br /&gt;Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued:&lt;br /&gt;"It is unusual for our company to permit someone&lt;br /&gt;from the economy class to sit in the first class.&lt;br /&gt;However, given the circumstances, the captain feels that it would be&lt;br /&gt;scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;She then turned to the black guy, and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage,&lt;br /&gt;a seat awaits you in first class."&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, the other passengers who were shocked&lt;br /&gt;by what they had just witnessed stood up and applauded.&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115746521486252834?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115746521486252834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115746521486252834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115746521486252834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115746521486252834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/met-akina-in-th-early-afternoon-took.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115734648734586303</id><published>2006-09-03T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:08:07.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night, talked t akina from 12.30 t one plus.&lt;br /&gt;then vanessa joined in, talked till almost three.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept at almost four, but woke up at 8.30?&lt;br /&gt;had macs for breakfast. super yummy! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/lookatakina..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! i love this(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/akinaandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;akina and i, &lt;33!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/akinasharme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akina, shar and i. we're sliding!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/akinasharmeval.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/sharmeakinaval.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shar, me, akina, val. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/valakinasharme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friends for live. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/sharmevalakina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all smiles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDITED PICTURES.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks t akina's friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/shar%2Cbeat%2Cme%20and%20val%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/shar%2C%20me%2C%20val%2C%20akina%20original..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/me%20and%20beatrice%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love it all!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's more with shar. waiting for her t come online.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOODLES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115734648734586303?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115734648734586303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115734648734586303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115734648734586303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115734648734586303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-night-talked-t-akina-from-12.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115709852492368980</id><published>2006-09-01T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:15:28.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>akina, do you have a black pen?&lt;br /&gt;beatrice, do you have water?&lt;br /&gt;akina, help me write! me first! me first! akina help me!&lt;br /&gt;what asswipes can they be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115709852492368980?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115709852492368980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115709852492368980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115709852492368980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115709852492368980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/09/akina-do-you-have-black-pen-beatrice.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115703552976368424</id><published>2006-08-31T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:47:04.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i went t school with akina, thanks t her father!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day performance was just plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;goshh, what's with th freaking theme country side or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;of all themes they have t come up with this.&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody boring please.&lt;br /&gt;last year's was retro, was a bit boring alr.&lt;br /&gt;cant they just have no theme?&lt;br /&gt;and let pple do whatever they want t? what a school.&lt;br /&gt;i just regretted going t school today.&lt;br /&gt;what a disappointment. ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t compass with val, shar, jilly, grace, ctee, akina.&lt;br /&gt;we were deciding where t go.&lt;br /&gt;so we spent quite awhile there, thinking where t go.&lt;br /&gt;when finally, ctee grace jilly decided t lunch at pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why i called jillian jilly, but its sucha cute name. HA.&lt;br /&gt;val shar akina and i spent even longer time there, deciding where t go.&lt;br /&gt;took a really long time before deciding t go t val's house.&lt;br /&gt;we went t mini toons, bought a packet of gummies.&lt;br /&gt;i sampled so many gummies, that it can add up t more than a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;hello? we need t try if its nice before buying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val's house is simply gorgeous. its bloody big!&lt;br /&gt;even th maid's room, almost as big as her room, with a queen sized bed?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so so so jealous. i rather be her maid.&lt;br /&gt;we had maggiee meeee. was nice, salty?&lt;br /&gt;cause val added so many spoons of salt.&lt;br /&gt;cause she added too much water, which made th noodies tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had carie-o-ke? hahahah! was so funny larhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went t her room, watched scary movie 1/2/3 i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun! we were all painting our nails. coool!&lt;br /&gt;then we took super loads of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload them when they have sent t me.&lt;br /&gt;there's one that's like super funny, with akina and i. wait till you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched white chicks, and val practically knows exactly what they gnna say.&lt;br /&gt;then we watched holland v, which i thought had ended long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;more more more more pictures, whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;next, we went down, val showed us what she always did near th stairway.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun! so we kept doing and doing and doing.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh! her toilet, is like so super nice, and big. i'm so in love with her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went t th 'bridge' stayed there for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i was waving t th drivers passing bye. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;took a few more pictures, akina and i decided t go.&lt;br /&gt;val and shar walked us t th bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached, we had so many ants on our legs.&lt;br /&gt;and th bites are so pain luh. super annoying.&lt;br /&gt;i was 'itching' all over, caus everytime there's insect, i'll be reacting like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, and immediately i bathed. felt so fresh and non-itchy.&lt;br /&gt;daddy let me use his labtop. wheeee! batt's going low, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;just finished talking t deanna and gladys cause both are watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;so now, i'm waiting for akina t come online.&lt;br /&gt;her brother dont want t let her use, so mean can.&lt;br /&gt;but, i doubt i'll be waiting for her, i'm falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;deanna's still waiting patiently for akina t come online for i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm done blogging, and i'm going off now.&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry gladys and deanna for th last minute decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you say you want t make it happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but you didnt not attempt t do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;though i did so, you did not react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so what's th point? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what you're thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please do not rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115703552976368424?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115703552976368424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115703552976368424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115703552976368424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115703552976368424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-went-t-school-with-akina.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115693328104291872</id><published>2006-08-30T18:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T03:22:34.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning, i saw akina.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt really sure if it was her, so while crossing th road, i was looking into th cab. and there's this stupid cab didnt stop when it's a zebra crossing.&lt;br /&gt;i got a shocked. and there daddy was scolding me.&lt;br /&gt;saying i dont know how t &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OPEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my eyes before crossing th road.&lt;br /&gt;i was too engrossed in finding out if that was really her right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot t bring shar her crunchie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed t have chinese test today,&lt;br /&gt;but all thanks t th so many things that happened in th hall this morning, th test was postponed.&lt;br /&gt;then was eng, and next was geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio after recess. was so fun again.&lt;br /&gt;mr lim brought th remote controls t play with again!&lt;br /&gt;sigh, kelly missed out both times when he brought it.&lt;br /&gt;all that fun, boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akina and deanna stayed t wait for me t finish doing th teachers' day cards.&lt;br /&gt;they waited till four, nice pple. thankies!&lt;br /&gt;we went t compass, and damn, dont want t talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;its bloody too embarrassing. ):&lt;br /&gt;went home with akina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks akina for helping me with my history, and factual recount.&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115693328104291872?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115693328104291872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115693328104291872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115693328104291872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115693328104291872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-morning-i-saw-akina_115693328104291872.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115684378335111512</id><published>2006-08-29T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T02:29:43.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;DAMN IT! AARON CHUA STOLE MY MILO FROM TH FRIDGE.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I SHOUD HAVE WATCHED OVER THE FRIDGE. OH HOLY MILO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i hid another packet, right at th back of th fridge.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i hid like five crunchies in th freezer.&lt;br /&gt;and told him that th original pack has only like that few crunchies. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;and i just remember that i hid many wangwang also. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much food t eat now, yipeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115684378335111512?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115684378335111512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115684378335111512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115684378335111512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115684378335111512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-it-aaron-chua-stole-my-milo-from.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115677706527009037</id><published>2006-08-28T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:57:45.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday night, was talking on th phone with akina till 12.&lt;br /&gt;we had many things t talk about? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh, on sat, i watched pooh's heffalump. damn nice ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i didnt go for pe. again.&lt;br /&gt;almost our whole class was late. so got a lecture from khl.&lt;br /&gt;then, she came t us, and asked for letters/mcs.&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly, she didnt ask from me. she just asked what happened t me, and why i didnt go for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, was maths science. recess!&lt;br /&gt;there's like so many more pple today. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all th pple always sit at our class table, and then we have no where t sit.&lt;br /&gt;its pretty annoying. and they sit there and talk, not even eating or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had rockwall. akina and beanie came along t watch us.&lt;br /&gt;so that guy say if 5 out of th 10 of us can make it t th top, we'll get a drink, each.&lt;br /&gt;gladys was first, and she reached th top. yay for her, bestie! :D&lt;br /&gt;deanna. oh goshh, maybe you would want t find out from th princess.&lt;br /&gt;she was climbing, half way, she wanted t give up. then she moved from th right side of th wall to th left, without even moving upwards. then she moved a step up, and moved back t th right. she clinged on there for minutes! she climbed up, a few rocks, waited, for i dont know what. so in total, she spent almost 30mins or more up there. finally, she reached th top.&lt;br /&gt;next was me, i reached th top too, fast and neat. HAHAHAHA. yay for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, five of us reached th top. got a bottle of green tea each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then gladys, deanna and i tried th other side of th wall.&lt;br /&gt;gladys insisted that i climb first when i havent even finish resting.&lt;br /&gt;i was stuck half way, cause i couldnt find any rock, and my finger became so numb that it was like feeling-less? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akina and i decided t go for ptm without our mothers.&lt;br /&gt;so five of us went t rm, ate at kfc. we spent more than 15 minutes pooling our money together.&lt;br /&gt;after much calculation, and more calculation, we finally bought. and were left with 10cents only.&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic eh? and poor dorothy, gtta use her super nice one and two buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptm was ok? yupp. ended like one hour earlier than th stated time, 9.&lt;br /&gt;so waited for my VERY PUNCTAL MOTHER who came at 9.&lt;br /&gt;so in th car, akina and i were talking talking talking about many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;poor her, because of my mother, went home arnd almost 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hang up th phone, after talking for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;and yay t her, cause her com's working, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so much has happened, things werent complicated at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but you made it so, and since its like that, bye is all i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;slience wont do any good if you dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115677706527009037?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115677706527009037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115677706527009037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115677706527009037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115677706527009037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-night-was-talking-on-th.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115650645478252746</id><published>2006-08-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:47:34.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, had th chinese skit.&lt;br /&gt;haha, was super funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;gladys especially. she was like, ying wei wo xi huan niiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art was fun, though ms alvina didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;zhang laoshi was our relieve. she's so cute ok.&lt;br /&gt;goshhh, i'm missing her. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess akina and i saw mr teo eating, and he asked us t go there.&lt;br /&gt;we had a lil chat, and we were like, can you treat us t jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;he was like, unless all of you get a1 for maths. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yahhh, like we'll ever get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cme, was super slack as usual.&lt;br /&gt;at th end, lkt suddenly like shouted cause he gave us th puzzle piece and we didnt return th paper clip.&lt;br /&gt;so he was like, get in! sit down! was damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, when he's done scolding, he was like, get out! dont stay in here.&lt;br /&gt;he's so damn weird please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys and i aint making much improvement with our motor car.&lt;br /&gt;it really annoys me me about that stupid stick that cannot go through that wheel.&lt;br /&gt;and we gotta like file it so bloody long.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think that someone didnt go t school today on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;and its like poor pearlyn [kelly] ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog, as usual she didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;and she told us on wed, i'm gonna bring yellow forms on friday if you all didnt do th wk in th wkbk i told you t do long time ago. i'm gnna book all of you.&lt;br /&gt;and last night, i was telling grace, she nv keeps her promise, assure you, she wont come.&lt;br /&gt;like she ever does. pigs will fly.&lt;br /&gt;then this gummy bear like guy he relieve us.&lt;br /&gt;he's damn bloody funny. he cant pronuce his words properly.&lt;br /&gt;we asked him like so many quests.&lt;br /&gt;one of them was are you watching porn? why do keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;he's action super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;go t his friendster is all he say when we ask him t intro.&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not wrong its &lt;a href="mailto:nkwjames@yahoo.com.sg"&gt;nkwjames@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went home with chloe.&lt;br /&gt;we walked t compass. then she bought her peanut waffle.&lt;br /&gt;took 156 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm talking t akina on th phone.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115650645478252746?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115650645478252746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115650645478252746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115650645478252746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115650645478252746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-had-th-chinese-skit.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115642139298884221</id><published>2006-08-24T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T05:09:53.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did that stupid AERObics again.&lt;br /&gt;that miko [khl] was just disgracing herself.&lt;br /&gt;i better find some time t tell her that. goshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had science remedial.&lt;br /&gt;sin is urghhh. his hair, uber funny!&lt;br /&gt;he looks like th bookworm gang, smarty.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;he owes us lollipops. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had rockwall. ohh, super funnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;after that, went home with belbelbel.&lt;br /&gt;on th way t compass, there's a group of monfort pple playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;they kicked th ball t th road, and BOOOOOOM!&lt;br /&gt;th ball was ran over by a van, and burst and died.&lt;br /&gt;corny and i were so shockedddddd.&lt;br /&gt;then i turned over, saw a blue thingy floating/moving.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was seeing things, so got bel t see.&lt;br /&gt;she was like omg, what's that.&lt;br /&gt;it moved till i forgot where, and we realised it was like you know th ice cream man on motocycle,&lt;br /&gt;just that th umbrella was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed t wake up at 5 t do my work.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my alarm didnt ring.&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up at 6.30?&lt;br /&gt;left house at 7. walked t th busstop.&lt;br /&gt;found out that i didnt bring my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;was too late t get back home t get it, called mum.&lt;br /&gt;she was nagging like hell when she sent me t school. i was super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;school time, i was a lil pissed. i forgot why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had house meeting for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;after that, left school. then home. fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a badbadbadbadday.&lt;br /&gt;stomach ache and headache in th morn.&lt;br /&gt;went t school, pretty bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;whole day, was having headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t compass with pearlyn [chloe], pearlyn [shar], pearlyn [val].&lt;br /&gt;we went round borrowing money.&lt;br /&gt;esp from pearlyn [kelly].&lt;br /&gt;in th end, all attempts failed, and so we pooled our money together,&lt;br /&gt;bought bread and a large drink and shared.&lt;br /&gt;took many pictures on our phones.&lt;br /&gt;then homeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go t school.&lt;br /&gt;last night was having bad stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;so i planned not t go t school. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two plus, went t meet pearlyn [akina], pearlyn [vanessa], gillian at compass.&lt;br /&gt;ate at kfc. and had so much fun there luhh.&lt;br /&gt;we saw this sexy lil girl. and i told akina, that too bad, i dont know how t whistle.&lt;br /&gt;so, akina kept doing that whistle, like when guys see sexy pple that whistle.&lt;br /&gt;was super funny k. she kept doing then pple look.&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting for 'preys'. whenever we saw funny looking pple, she'll whistle.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn hilarious. we sat there for more than an hour before we finally left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw beat, bel, oreal in bk.&lt;br /&gt;we went t th lib, read mags till 6 plus and left.&lt;br /&gt;gillian met this funny encounter. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;shant say it here, ask me if you want t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically, talking t pearlyn [kelly]&lt;br /&gt;talking about stuff that happened today, and xmen.&lt;br /&gt;gtg now, byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115642139298884221?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115642139298884221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115642139298884221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115642139298884221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115642139298884221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/monday-did-that-stupid-aerobics-again.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115590610517101467</id><published>2006-08-19T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T02:14:04.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt had dnt cause cds didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;so, dhurrga, anita, chloe, akina, vanessa, gillian, gladys, kelly and i were having fun.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SNAILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? yes, of all things, snails.&lt;br /&gt;actually, dhurrga, kelly and i were just walking around.&lt;br /&gt;then we saw so many snails and all got freaked out, except dhurrga.&lt;br /&gt;she was harassing th snails. like, trying t pull it out from th leaves.&lt;br /&gt;then, anita, vanessa, gillian, chloe joined in.&lt;br /&gt;dhurrga did all sorts of funny things with th snails.&lt;br /&gt;she even talked t them. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;go in, go in, i bring you t th other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" -points at th other side.&lt;br /&gt;when she pull th snail out from th leave, and tried t put it back, it dropped t th ground.&lt;br /&gt;it was super funny then.&lt;br /&gt;she plucked a flower, and wanted t give this snail a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;she was t name it joakim or johnathan, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;but chloe said barney's nicer, so we named it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;next, there was this snail lying on this leave. again dhurrga pulled it out.&lt;br /&gt;it dropped t th ground and it climbed back again.&lt;br /&gt;as it was climbing, dhurrga wanted t splash water on it.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted it to go into hiding cause it was about t rain.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much we sprayed, it still remained. so we named it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;dora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun. i wished we had more of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went compass with shar, gillian, akina.&lt;br /&gt;we walked round and round.&lt;br /&gt;and gillian kept wanting t go t &lt;em&gt;MC SWING&lt;/em&gt;. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;akina and i cant be bothered with her, so we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's like th best day ever for th week.&lt;br /&gt;before recess, chinese, english, geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALL TH TEACHERS DIDNT GO T SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, WOW. everyone were so freaking happy.&lt;br /&gt;we had guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;th class was like chaotic, cause mdm aliya wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;then after that, everyone finished wearing their shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EXCEPT VANESSA FONG WAN TING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she's like th slowest poke ever.&lt;br /&gt;so when she finished, i was like one am alr.&lt;br /&gt;and she found it so funny that she couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;then shar, akina and i went compass.&lt;br /&gt;we went t popular t bought pens.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted t buy this three in a pack pens.&lt;br /&gt;then its like three same colours and we dont like.&lt;br /&gt;so we open all and change t whatever colour we liked, and off to pay!&lt;br /&gt;rounds later, we went home. i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got away from pe without a letter. like how cool.&lt;br /&gt;i went t et and said, i'm having stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;she was like, oh, stomach cramps. ok.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and gladys was just so jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had three maths, three english.&lt;br /&gt;maths was fun, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;chloe was passing post-its t akina and i.&lt;br /&gt;we're &lt;em&gt;'lesbians'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;she told akina that she's attached and that she'll intro her to her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;so chloe and i got married, and we're both th wives of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEY WIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t eat at yoshinoya with akina, gillian, shar.&lt;br /&gt;then, went t get mos for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;akina bought her clips, and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;gillian had nth t do, so she went all th way t potong pasir with shar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;SHE NEEDS SOME WORK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cme was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, only the clicking part.&lt;br /&gt;mr lim gave us this remote control t use.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like, is this click. and everyone started oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;and it was super super fun.&lt;br /&gt;if you're present click a. and we had t answer quest using that.&lt;br /&gt;and we kept playing with it, like select/unselect. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went straight t look for yd.&lt;br /&gt;pris and i had t do th chinese compo test.&lt;br /&gt;i promised vanessa joseph t go t hougang stadium with her.&lt;br /&gt;all along, she thought that i'm going there t do retest.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted t go with her cause akina, vanessa, gillian had rockwall.&lt;br /&gt;when she found out that i didnt had t go for run, she was like 'scolding' me.&lt;br /&gt;then she wanted t go by herself, so i told her i'll go with her.&lt;br /&gt;cause she waited for me t complete my compo test.&lt;br /&gt;and now she's gnna go alone, so bad right.&lt;br /&gt;arranged t meet akina and gillian at hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;we went t th lib and were reading mags.&lt;br /&gt;dont want t say what happened there. it was really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we tricked gillian that we're going t mc swing with her.&lt;br /&gt;we went t th other side of th road and started running away.&lt;br /&gt;then when she finally realised that we tricked her, she jsut walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;some skss pple were running for bus, and akina thought was gillian.&lt;br /&gt;so started running, and we were laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;not long, our bus came, and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were conferencing, when this idiot added me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;th same idiot using a diff account. he thinks i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;so he called, vanessa and gillian were like having a great time talking t him.&lt;br /&gt;akina and i just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;then i left them t talk, akina called me on my house phone.&lt;br /&gt;we had this plan t shoot him wwhatever he said.&lt;br /&gt;and we pretended t say we're going out, and see if he's that desperate.&lt;br /&gt;true enough, he wanted t come along. ask so many ques.&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah, enough bout him alr. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;he's disgustingly retarded&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;after that, i think 11 sth. akina vanessa and i were still talking.&lt;br /&gt;we hung up at i forgot what time. quite late i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at nine when i slept so late last night.&lt;br /&gt;supposed t go cut hair with akina and gillian.&lt;br /&gt;but akina woke up at like 2 sth.&lt;br /&gt;gillian gotta go for birthday party like soon.&lt;br /&gt;so we aint going anymore. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;p.s. shar and val are quitting wushu. WHOOHOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115590610517101467?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115590610517101467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115590610517101467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115590610517101467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115590610517101467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesday-didnt-had-dnt-cause-cds-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115554428958778782</id><published>2006-08-14T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:34:43.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! :D&lt;br /&gt;i was quite sleepy today. slept at one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why, i was kinda high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had pe. doing th &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;AERObics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasnt that good.&lt;br /&gt;it was somehow retarded? it's more like some dance.&lt;br /&gt;maths next. suprisingly, i know how t do pythogram.&lt;br /&gt;yay, good for me (:&lt;br /&gt;science was next.&lt;br /&gt;"th firemen always came late one lehh"&lt;br /&gt;wth please. that's so SIN, with all that singlish.&lt;br /&gt;after recess, science and maths again.&lt;br /&gt;monday's like boring.&lt;br /&gt;pe, 3 maths 3 science 2 history.&lt;br /&gt;bad bad bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;history was fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;all th ppl doing th skit, so funny!&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, our group's got 15/20.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went t compass t have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;chloe joined us[gillian akina and i]&lt;br /&gt;we talked alot of stuff. and she was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;we saw this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIM BO SENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; generation guy.&lt;br /&gt;goshhhhhh, he looked so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIM BO SENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;chloe, was telling us bout her chinese song and compo.&lt;br /&gt;so she kept singing th land of suffering or sth, th chinese version.&lt;br /&gt;she translated her own, and thought lao hu is mouse.&lt;br /&gt;then we went t th lib, stayed for awhile and left.&lt;br /&gt;chloe went for chinese b, gillian accompanied her.&lt;br /&gt;akina and i went home. I MISS MY ONE DOLLAR! )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off t replenish. HAHAHAH. what a word t use.&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s xiao hua is a guy, not a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115554428958778782?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115554428958778782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115554428958778782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115554428958778782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115554428958778782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-d-i-was-quite-sleepy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115539365865655830</id><published>2006-08-12T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:35:35.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, that kuku actually dropped by.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since we last talked. ):&lt;br /&gt;btw, thanks for that yeast thing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this week was fast toooooo.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot where i went on monday. i guess i went nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;damnit! i have serious stm?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want t go t school, but somehow, i was persuaded.&lt;br /&gt;I REGRETTED ALOT only like the first half of th day.&lt;br /&gt;after that went t eat at pepper lunch with vanessa, gillian, akina.&lt;br /&gt;then gillian, akina and i left for nowhere while vanessa went home.&lt;br /&gt;we spent a long time at douby ghaut deciding where t go.&lt;br /&gt;like arnd an hour or more. when we finally decided t go t city hall.&lt;br /&gt;we walked t suntec, walked arnd, then off t marina sq.&lt;br /&gt;on th way there, from hm, we met many blue pple.&lt;br /&gt;they're like all over singapore.&lt;br /&gt;they come up t us and ask us t donate, when we're like totally broke.&lt;br /&gt;on th way back t suntec, city hall, we met them AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i'm done talking bout tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i forgot all that happened except all th above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home all day. was super super bored.&lt;br /&gt;till akina texted me, and it was when NDP was about t start.&lt;br /&gt;we were texting till th whole show end i think.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember anything. i think i saw danielle on tveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home all day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember what happened?! damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back dnt paper. oh well, i failed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sad cause its not like i'm gnna be some carpenter or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;got back geog paper [like finally? she takes 364523412 years t mark]&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED! WHOOOO. hahahah. thought i wouldnt do well.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've got 34.5/40. so achieving huh.&lt;br /&gt;i only passed geog twice for all tests and exams my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, met coconut t tell her us[grace,akina and i] dont wanna go for cca.&lt;br /&gt;we waited more than half an hour for CLC.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks she's some queen or whatever, made us wait for so long!&lt;br /&gt;as usual, whatever that comes out from them is all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, left for pepper lunch with grace, jillian, charlene, gillian, akina.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around and stayed in th lib for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;jillian, grace and charlene were checking out th books at teens fiction.&lt;br /&gt;gillian, akina and i went t th children's section.&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed two books from there. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;its for twelve years old lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if jillian borrowed. cause she wanted t borrow one of them.&lt;br /&gt;then we went on seperate ways. and HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual on saturdays HOME ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;nth much t do anyway. i'm going off t watch tveeee now.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115539365865655830?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115539365865655830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115539365865655830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115539365865655830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115539365865655830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-that-kuku-actually-dropped-by_12.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115510199561871452</id><published>2006-08-08T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:39:55.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>BATUCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115510199561871452?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115510199561871452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115510199561871452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115510199561871452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115510199561871452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>kel and deannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545034.post-115469287860200937</id><published>2006-08-04T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T05:01:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've forgotten all that happened for th week.&lt;br /&gt;but this week was seriously &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so since today is our school's off day, went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met akina in th afternoon. before meeting vanessa and gill.&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed t be at th train station at 12.&lt;br /&gt;in th end, both of us reached at 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;we were both still at home when they reached.&lt;br /&gt;so you know how slow we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained t ps, saw many pple.&lt;br /&gt;ate at PITZA hut. th gst is frigging $5. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;after that, collect our tickets. watched th lake house.&lt;br /&gt;though i dont quite understand, i think its super nice, touching.&lt;br /&gt;we walked round and round, saw more pple.&lt;br /&gt;like GOH YILINGGGGGG and ELIZABETH.&lt;br /&gt;they kind of ran towards me, and i ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we to mos, bought drinks.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment, i couldnt find vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised she was sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;she looked super mature that i always had trouble finding her.&lt;br /&gt;then, saw DEANNA DOROTHY LIM and PRISCILLA.&lt;br /&gt;deanna was wearing a skirt! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left for THE CATHAY.&lt;br /&gt;saw more pple. inside and outside th mall.&lt;br /&gt;then, we left for vanessa's house.&lt;br /&gt;in th train was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;a guy fell asleep and he was SNORING. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;his face was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;its like his mouth is open, his eyes half open, and his SNORING.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, at vanessa's house did nth muchhh.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home with gill and akina.&lt;br /&gt;we're gnna talk later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go t vanessa's blog for more details.&lt;br /&gt;her blog's like a story book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ribbons-and-lace.blogspot.com"&gt;http://ribbons-and-lace.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you, you'll pratically feel like you were with us.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, she'll kill me if she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115469287860200937?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115469287860200937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115469287860200937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115469287860200937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115469287860200937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-forgotten-all-that-happened-for-th.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115433845947713315</id><published>2006-07-31T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:34:19.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coconut head book akina and i alr.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be booking grace and val tmr.&lt;br /&gt;annoying. annoying. annoying. annoying. annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my history paper. i passed.&lt;br /&gt;but aint very good. i mean, its not even good.&lt;br /&gt;grace choo got highest in class. wheeee? haha.&lt;br /&gt;that ms smarty pants, always super good in humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went compass with gill, gen, vanessa, akina.&lt;br /&gt;we went t macs, saw someone, whom i dont wish t see.&lt;br /&gt;she was irritating me just now. RARRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danielle, elizabeth, jaslyn and yilin were there tooo.&lt;br /&gt;and meanie danielle doesnt want t give me curly fries.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that, we walked arnd.&lt;br /&gt;we went in t this kid's shop beside kiddy palace. th iq sth.&lt;br /&gt;gill and vanessa were like, there's this puzzle we cant solve.&lt;br /&gt;if you all can solve, we call you queen.&lt;br /&gt;so we tried how t do. seriuosly, we cant do it.&lt;br /&gt;but observant me, saw the box, and with th completed picture there.&lt;br /&gt;so we all followed th picture given.&lt;br /&gt;and silly vanessa and gillian actually thought we know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;and therefore, they called us queen. hahaha, lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we headed t sculpture park.&lt;br /&gt;by th time we walked there, th drizzle was kinda heavy.&lt;br /&gt;so we sat down t rest a while before we walk back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, there's this pap boy, he ran towards us.&lt;br /&gt;and did some fighting action. we looked back, saw no one.&lt;br /&gt;so we guess he must be doing it for us.&lt;br /&gt;he walked t vanessa, wanted to hit her.&lt;br /&gt;she went like, what are you doing? can you go away.&lt;br /&gt;they all get up of the sit, and the boy sat down.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to take akina's waterbottle, and sweep her bag away.&lt;br /&gt;we hurry grabbed our stuff and ran.he was like chasing after us.&lt;br /&gt;then he started chasing me only.&lt;br /&gt;so i went round in circles, because he was chasing me.&lt;br /&gt;finally, he gave up, chased all of us.&lt;br /&gt;we ran super far, thought he'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;then, he started running, and we ran further away.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately he stopped and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like a story huh. but it was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds stupid being so scared being chased after a lil boy.&lt;br /&gt;but he was really scary, chasing us for not reason.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted t hit us somemore. phewwww.&lt;br /&gt;we went back, took a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really getting more and more annoyed with both of you.&lt;br /&gt;you're making me so urghhhhh. i cant stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND"&lt;br /&gt;since when am i you best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115433845947713315?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115433845947713315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115433845947713315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115433845947713315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115433845947713315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/coconut-head-book-akina-and-i-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115433728987762906</id><published>2006-07-30T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:14:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went town with gladys.&lt;br /&gt;after we got my stuff, headed towards far east.&lt;br /&gt;outside heeren, there's this old lady speaking in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;she was like, can you two give me $5 please, i'm very poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;we told her we dont have money, which is true, and we walked off.&lt;br /&gt;we looked behind, there she was stalking us.&lt;br /&gt;gladys said, we really dont have money, go ask other pple.&lt;br /&gt;she followed for a while more and finally left us alone.&lt;br /&gt;at that time, we were walking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked so far, past paragon.&lt;br /&gt;AND OH GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;standing there is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRIPPER, STEVEN LIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he walked towards gladys and said her brows were ugly.&lt;br /&gt;he recommended her t dont know what lah.&lt;br /&gt;and say see, he know this famous person, whom we've nv seen before.&lt;br /&gt;he was talking way fast, we couldnt catch what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;at first i wanted t leave, gladys pulled my hand?&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at his mouth and i think it look kinda &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGGGG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;again, we just walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way, thousands of pple were giving out flyers.&lt;br /&gt;i just shook my head and went off.&lt;br /&gt;and dumb gladys actually took for fear of them.&lt;br /&gt;we met so many pple trying t stop us? annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at far east, saw oreal and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;we left far east after walking round and round.&lt;br /&gt;we walked back t cine, very afraid to see mr stripper.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, he was talking t some china lady.&lt;br /&gt;but, i feel so sorry for that china lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw ethan ong. singapore's youngest busker.&lt;br /&gt;he's like only 7 and started playing drums since 2.&lt;br /&gt;like omg, so talented please. he's damn cute too.&lt;br /&gt;he plays outside paragon on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around in cine, indecisive gladys was so URGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, she was thinking if she should eat.&lt;br /&gt;so after a long while, we decided t eat at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went down t get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;we got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BEAN MILK WITH GRASS JELLY.&lt;br /&gt;walked t somerset station. two guys were eyeing on us.&lt;br /&gt;as in, they wanted t approach us to buy some stupid notebook.&lt;br /&gt;it cost like $3.50. so when they we doing eye contacts,&lt;br /&gt;we hurried off. hahahaha. before that another lady also asked us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in th train was so funny. we were crapping alot.&lt;br /&gt;alighted at hougang, and took a busie home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115433728987762906?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115433728987762906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115433728987762906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115433728987762906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115433728987762906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-went-town-with-gladys.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115417269079455492</id><published>2006-07-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T04:33:36.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was on at 7 plus.&lt;br /&gt;then i was talking t sc. sc is super annoying.&lt;br /&gt;i talked t him for bloody long, all he does is repeat himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then arnd noon or sth. vanessa was also talking t him.&lt;br /&gt;so we both we talking to him. and he's super retarded and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;played online games with vanessa and vernetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking TCF called just before we're about t leave.&lt;br /&gt;the whole point was t tell my mum she's gnna book me.&lt;br /&gt;then mummy was giving face expressions t me.&lt;br /&gt;one of them was showing how naggy TCF is.&lt;br /&gt;actually, mummy was speaking english t her.&lt;br /&gt;but she didnt understand, so gtta speak chinese. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;she kept repeating she's gnna book me. URGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly, after repeating so many times,&lt;br /&gt;mummy was like, &lt;strong&gt;NI YAO BOOK NI JIU BOOK LOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so so so so so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;stupid TCF, call last night alr still not enough. want t call again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted till evening. they went out.&lt;br /&gt;i went t cut my hair. they're gnna cut their hair too.&lt;br /&gt;i look idiotic. no lah, just the same. length is shorter only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now'm watching mr beanie.&lt;br /&gt;then i'm gnna watch princess diaries two ; the royal engaement.&lt;br /&gt;YET AGAIN. i watched that more than five times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for vanessa t go home, then we're gnna crap.&lt;br /&gt;whooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;go to this website ; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEM0T1Ar5Qo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEM0T1Ar5Qo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can on your speakers t hear what he say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115417269079455492?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115417269079455492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115417269079455492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115417269079455492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115417269079455492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-on-at-7-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115413501335402690</id><published>2006-07-28T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T05:41:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last papers today.&lt;br /&gt;chem and dnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was easy. but a pity, i didnt study.&lt;br /&gt;cause chem's always difficult.&lt;br /&gt;i could have get a nice pass, if i studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt, was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know a single thing bout design spec?&lt;br /&gt;urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went to vanessa's house with akina and gill.&lt;br /&gt;bought foodies.&lt;br /&gt;her house is damn nice please.&lt;br /&gt;her room's super nice too.&lt;br /&gt;arnd 6 sth, cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCF called us. akina, grace, val, felicia and i.&lt;br /&gt;wthwthwth.&lt;br /&gt;we're gnna get booked on monday.&lt;br /&gt;she's was super crap.&lt;br /&gt;cause i asked akina for her number.&lt;br /&gt;and its 6385 sth.&lt;br /&gt;so when i saw that number, i didnt want to pick up.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why, when it's bout to finish, i picked up.&lt;br /&gt;rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TELL ME IF YOU WANT T PRANK CALL, I GIVE YOU HER NUMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she's bullshit bitch+old hag.&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;akina's mum so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bitch was telling her, but i still have t book her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and her mum went like, you want t book, book lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and bitch was super shocked. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val's mum slammed down the phone before she could even finish talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yah, its only booking what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NO BIGGIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not like some crimminal record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just dont see the need of booking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;booking doesnt help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not like when you book someone, she'll change COMPLETELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she'll just do it again, or cant be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why waste paper, waster ink, waste money, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WASTE TREES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so you know who t look for if the number of trees go down.&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;after that, we conferenced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;talked alot of crap. gill and akina kept hanging up, then call back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dont know what they doing either.&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've got serious stm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i remembered, last cd. i told vanessa i'm not talking t her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th next moment i talked to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and she was like why are you talking t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then i was like, huh, why cant i talk t you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so she told me that i said i'm not talking t her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and till now, i cannot remember that i told her that.&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;and i was supposed t print th phone web and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then during recess, i was like omg vanessa. shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i lost one set of th phone web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after recess, i found out that it was with me all th time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after school, i told the same thing to vanessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then after so many times of counting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i realised i alr gave the set t emma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so they were like wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i alr told you, you've got stm.&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'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i need t cure my stm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115413501335402690?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115413501335402690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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history paper.&lt;br /&gt;it was so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt a quarter of my class finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY=so many things t write=so little time.&lt;br /&gt;we only had 45 min?&lt;br /&gt;with seq and sbq. without mcq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during cd, mr lim showed us his school's photos.&lt;br /&gt;like his secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;he looked super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i forgot what happened.&lt;br /&gt;i think i went home with akina, gill and vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered that. i havent complain bout lcl.&lt;br /&gt;she made phc change our sllybus, like physics first then bio.&lt;br /&gt;like wth has it gotta do with her.&lt;br /&gt;its not like she's teaching physics or bio.&lt;br /&gt;so now, after th stupid switch, we gtta get some newbie.&lt;br /&gt;last semester, for physics, we got a trainee.&lt;br /&gt;now this semester we also got some newbie.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to lcl.&lt;div 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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-8545034.post-115382822055030613</id><published>2006-07-25T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T06:21:59.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i'm blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;cause vernetta is telling me a scary story on msn.&lt;br /&gt;and apprently, i'm not supposed t CHA ZUI.&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it's so not scary at all lah.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, dont know why vanessa thinks its scary.&lt;br /&gt;riiigght.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn gladys.&lt;br /&gt;get the freaking beatrice chua weilian twohill off.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not weilian, i'm not paul twohill.&lt;br /&gt;thanks ctee.&lt;br /&gt;now they're calling me weilian and paultwohill.&lt;br /&gt;they both ugly like shit please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you why i'm not going t school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;actually, th reason is kinda obvious. there's no ct tmr, no point going.&lt;br /&gt;cause tmr's lessons have nth t do with the rest of th papers coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got home, immediately, i asked mummy if i could skip school.&lt;br /&gt;i was like, mummy, we need t talk. so i closed the door and said,&lt;br /&gt;can i not go t school tmr, cause there's no test.&lt;br /&gt;and tmr's lesson have nth t do with th rest of th papers.&lt;br /&gt;so she was like, ok. but, ask daddy first. at first i was so scared t ask him.&lt;br /&gt;then, i was like, daddy can i not go t school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and he's reply so shocked me. he was like, can! why not?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! so surprising lah. usually, he'll ask lotsa of quest.&lt;br /&gt;so tonight, i can sleep uber late, wake up uber late. yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron chua made me go buy dinner for him when my knee hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying. it was kinda scary. seriuosly.&lt;br /&gt;all was quiet, when suddenly some stupid truck honk like 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;and scare the hell outta me that i jumped. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115382822055030613?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115382822055030613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115382822055030613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115382822055030613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115382822055030613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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but only have 45min.&lt;br /&gt;like huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school had OSCAR.&lt;br /&gt;that frigging lady suck.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt allow us t talk, not even eye contacts.&lt;br /&gt;or rather facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, waited for gen like 752347834 years.&lt;br /&gt;she took bloody long lah.&lt;br /&gt;then dragged gladys t compass.&lt;br /&gt;so val, shar, gen ,vanessa, gill, akina, gladys and i.&lt;br /&gt;speaking bout gladys, she was so annoying today.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;she called me weilian.&lt;br /&gt;because that love at zero degrees that guy is called kaiwen.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks t mediacorp!&lt;br /&gt;i hope that director gets caught in th rain or sth.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's better than saying get struck by lightning right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we bought ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;akina kinda treat all of us.&lt;br /&gt;but we paid like one dollar and more.&lt;br /&gt;so its half half.&lt;br /&gt;then we went t library.&lt;br /&gt;took a bloody big stack of postcards.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being exaggerative.&lt;br /&gt;mine alone is like thicker than maths textbk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we walked arnd.&lt;br /&gt;val and shar bought earsticks.&lt;br /&gt;gen, val shar left first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gillian was supposed t do a dare.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed for a while more.&lt;br /&gt;saw liz and nic.&lt;br /&gt;nic was looking for a shorts just to play bb.&lt;br /&gt;liz joined us, talked some crap.&lt;br /&gt;linlin came along.&lt;br /&gt;craped for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;LINLIN HAS MATURED SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;inside joke? yeah. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all left after much crapping.&lt;br /&gt;not much actually. i'm making no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's gnna go t work by himself tmr.&lt;br /&gt;without me, cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEATRICE CHUA IS NOT GOING T SCHOOL TMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAYNESS!&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/8545034-115382663454986086?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115382663454986086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115382663454986086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115382663454986086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115382663454986086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-maths-and-lit-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115382584511597345</id><published>2006-07-24T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T04:10:47.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had geog and eng test today.&lt;br /&gt;eng was not very good.&lt;br /&gt;i only like th passage, not th summary part.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didnt go like out of point.&lt;br /&gt;i saw grace's.&lt;br /&gt;she wrote like, i think........&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know you could pen down personal feelings.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, grace = english pro/super freaking good memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog, i could do most of th mcqs.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt had time to complete.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i hope i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need t complain about mdm R.&lt;br /&gt;she tells us t study that, as in remember.&lt;br /&gt;when it's not coming out at all.&lt;br /&gt;mr foo tells his class what t learnt,&lt;br /&gt;AND IT ALL CAME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;wthhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, supposed o go town with akina and gillian.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt like going home. so didnt go with them.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i when t beloved sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry akina and gillian!&lt;br /&gt;intention was tostudy there.&lt;br /&gt;but they studied, i so did not.&lt;br /&gt;i was slacking and disturbing them studying?&lt;br /&gt;meanie lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left early. not very early. six.&lt;br /&gt;cause sister got t go OUT.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's all about what i've got t say.&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8545034.post-115348294600444937</id><published>2006-07-21T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T04:55:46.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt go for wushu today.&lt;br /&gt;as in, i went but i didnt do.&lt;br /&gt;so grace felicia and i were sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;and coconut head gtta go complain t CLC.&lt;br /&gt;like wth lah!&lt;br /&gt;then CLC made us draw down all th pose&lt;br /&gt;and whatever the coach says.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that coconut head wanted to book me.&lt;br /&gt;bitch!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if her frigging hair is fake.&lt;br /&gt;its like 24/7 same hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;and its super flat and th top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so grace and me were chit chatting.&lt;br /&gt;we werent bitching okay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we did.&lt;br /&gt;but, its all about that bitch-coconut head.&lt;br /&gt;alright, gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115348294600444937?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115348294600444937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115348294600444937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115348294600444937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115348294600444937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-didnt-go-for-wushu-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115330087502290104</id><published>2006-07-17T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:22:06.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning went to church and i forgot to bring my pe stuff.&lt;br /&gt;lucky akina lent her extra one to me.&lt;br /&gt;if not i kanna book!&lt;br /&gt;then during assembly gillian was immitating my grandma and grandpa&lt;br /&gt;coz the way they answer the phone was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed until i had stomach ache and beatrice laughed till she cried.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;the whole day i was do damn bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes like wanna shut already.&lt;br /&gt;i had to ta-han until i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;still had to go for lunch with akina,gillian and beatrice chua.&lt;br /&gt;so tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;so,we also have a new teacher.&lt;br /&gt;he is a old man and so cute.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dont know whats beatrice problem.&lt;br /&gt;keep laughing at the old man.&lt;br /&gt;practically everyone were laughing.so evil!&lt;br /&gt;had maths,then the rest very sian already.&lt;br /&gt;after school had to wait for that beatrice to decide whether to join us for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;so she agreed but keep talking to people&lt;br /&gt;and still dare to say it was me who went to talk to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;rubbish lah that girl.&lt;br /&gt;we went there and fool around.&lt;br /&gt;then went to yoshinoya to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;me and gillian purposly walked very slow&lt;br /&gt;so that beatrice and akina can talk to one another.&lt;br /&gt;then we eat.&lt;br /&gt;then beatrice said that we are mad&lt;br /&gt;coz we laugh at things that are not funny.&lt;br /&gt;little bit oso laugh.&lt;br /&gt;laugh at akina eat and everything.&lt;br /&gt;we are lame.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say!including you beatrice chua!&lt;br /&gt;after that we walked around and went up and down.&lt;br /&gt;then we were actually like walking to dont know where&lt;br /&gt;when we felt like having famous amos.&lt;br /&gt;so we bought cookies to eat.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice kept thinking bout the sickening samples&lt;br /&gt;like auntie like that and her stupid 50 cents discount.&lt;br /&gt;they 3 bought the same cookies that could have discount&lt;br /&gt;but they didnt and started blaming gillian for buying first.&lt;br /&gt;mine was like some dont know what cookie.&lt;br /&gt;akina ask us look at the sign board coz someone say so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;then we looked at one poster thing.&lt;br /&gt;then later akina was like there famous amos what.&lt;br /&gt;lame lah! we all laugh like mad.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were going up,&lt;br /&gt;beatrice saw this funny doll and she was like omg!&lt;br /&gt;that doll is so retarted.&lt;br /&gt;then she went to show us and when we saw it,&lt;br /&gt;we started laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;laughing at the doll.&lt;br /&gt;is really damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;only you experience it then you will know.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to montip.&lt;br /&gt;akina and beatrice went in&lt;br /&gt;while me and gillian stayed outside to eat.&lt;br /&gt;coz we cant eat in there.&lt;br /&gt;akina wanted to buy clips coz she is clip auntie.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;but dont have.too bad. =(l&lt;br /&gt;ater,we headed to pop&lt;br /&gt;coz beatrice suggested to go there and buy pen.&lt;br /&gt;coz her pen spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;in the end also never buy.&lt;br /&gt;we went to hallmark and browse through&lt;br /&gt;then wanted to library.&lt;br /&gt;then beatrice and akina still havent eat finish their cookies,&lt;br /&gt;so gillian and i waited for them.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice then decided to go sports connection and wanted this crumpler bag.&lt;br /&gt;i was like what is crumpler.&lt;br /&gt;then beatrice said its was like gladys's bag.&lt;br /&gt;then i said but it is not crumpled&lt;br /&gt;and they were like what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;vanessa you are like so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;then beatrice finally said clearly that it was a brand.&lt;br /&gt;she keep saying dont know what rubbish&lt;br /&gt;until i dont know what she talking about.&lt;br /&gt;we went into the library then went out&lt;br /&gt;coz after that gillian was like,&lt;br /&gt;we come here do what ar?&lt;br /&gt;it was some more her idea lah.&lt;br /&gt;so we went all the way down to basement&lt;br /&gt;coz we wanted to chill and just chat,&lt;br /&gt;but they saw their classmate&lt;br /&gt;and like talked to her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then she said she going to meet her friend so dont come.&lt;br /&gt;then that gillian beatrice so ka-po went to follow her&lt;br /&gt;and climbed the stairs to level 1 and gillian tripped&lt;br /&gt;coz of the dustbin and screamed and pointed at her friend.&lt;br /&gt;then they're that friend the friend she was meeting was her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back down to the basement&lt;br /&gt;and went to coldstoarge.&lt;br /&gt;we looked at chocolates and nici stuff.&lt;br /&gt;we were like talking and talking at the chocolate there.&lt;br /&gt;and beatrice was kept asking akina to help her buy maltesers.&lt;br /&gt;coz its her fav.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went up again went to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;then later akina's blouse behind jut out again,like camel.&lt;br /&gt;then gillian said but this camel only got one hump.&lt;br /&gt;its just some camal thing.&lt;br /&gt;o ya,beatrice and gillian,some camals have one hump.&lt;br /&gt;im right.then they were like,&lt;br /&gt;not only must we bring vanessa go shopping,&lt;br /&gt;must bring her go zoo also.&lt;br /&gt;then gillian ask me rabbit got how many ear.&lt;br /&gt;i said 4 lar.coz i heard as how many legs.&lt;br /&gt;then they were laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;so bad lah.i heard wrongly lor.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the kids corner and sit.&lt;br /&gt;the walls are like so cute.&lt;br /&gt;got the farm animals jutting out one.&lt;br /&gt;some more got fur to touch.&lt;br /&gt;then we were like laughing at it.&lt;br /&gt;then beatrice was like hahahahaha t&lt;br /&gt;he donkey got no hair one.&lt;br /&gt;then we all started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;we even read the children's book.&lt;br /&gt;it was lame.&lt;br /&gt;then got one little boy who is 3 years old ask us&lt;br /&gt;we were from which school&lt;br /&gt;and he had to pull my sleeve for no rhyme or reason.&lt;br /&gt;so we told the boy&lt;br /&gt;and he started to throw some chinese books to us let us read.&lt;br /&gt;like we read chinese books.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;then he kept saying bye to us coz he had to go.&lt;br /&gt;so hilarious!we started laughing like mad again.&lt;br /&gt;we read a few childrens' books&lt;br /&gt;and then the librarian asked us to go sit somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;but we just left the place instead.&lt;br /&gt;after that we trying to show akina&lt;br /&gt;that she had chocolate stain on her face.&lt;br /&gt;we tried to show her&lt;br /&gt;and in the end we went to bits and pieces to show her&lt;br /&gt;but she rubbed off already.&lt;br /&gt;and beatrice gave a funny look.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were going somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;we saw oreal and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;we went to vist the doll again.&lt;br /&gt;then we looked at it move and laugh like hell agan.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice went to ask oreal to press but she was scared.&lt;br /&gt;she thot it was some electricuting thing.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end beatrice png pressed the hand&lt;br /&gt;and we all laughed like a bunch of lunatics.&lt;br /&gt;actually oreal and beatrice png gave this shocked look&lt;br /&gt;and we like this thing is funny.&lt;br /&gt;sorta like that.&lt;br /&gt;not really sure what they were actually thinking.&lt;br /&gt;after that,we went to the mrt platform and just chill.&lt;br /&gt;we talked and stuff.then go back home!&lt;br /&gt;at home,do work lor.watch tv.thats it! =)&lt;br /&gt;loads of laughter today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted, vanessa. some of what she said is so untrue. like the stupid discount thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115330087502290104?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115330087502290104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115330087502290104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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no mood t do my work.&lt;br /&gt;i've just got no study mood.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i've like so much hmwk piling up.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not touching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted t do maths just now.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know how t do.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what writing th equation on th graph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUH?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i skipped it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i read up on science txbk.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda know what's been going on for chem.&lt;br /&gt;havent been paying attention for chem.&lt;br /&gt;after this, i'm gnna do science wkbk.&lt;br /&gt;then i needa do art. if i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;and finally, read up on history.&lt;br /&gt;i think there's a class test coming up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe on monday? sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, i'm off t do all th stuff.&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8545034.post-115288548213756205</id><published>2006-07-14T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T06:58:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly didnt come on purpose t save our group.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt really complete out lit, art, hist proj.&lt;br /&gt;so, she kinda save us. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember what happened lah.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i'll just skip t tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly came. havent bind our proj yet, shop was closed.&lt;br /&gt;assembly, had th council investiture.&lt;br /&gt;actually, not much either.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a normal school day.&lt;br /&gt;just that i had t wait for mummy, for 30 min ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly didnt come. she's sick, get well soon buddy!&lt;br /&gt;maths trail at esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;it's so not fun? even though it's air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;we were like sweating, because of th runnings.&lt;br /&gt;and th damn quests were so not detailed.&lt;br /&gt;its very out of point, some of them.&lt;br /&gt;in short, it wasnt fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on th way back. was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;our bus was like beside the bus with SMK.&lt;br /&gt;it happened a few times, hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;so we asked shalini t look, but she didnt want t.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, she was feeling uber excited and happy.&lt;br /&gt;so everytime th buses were side by side,&lt;br /&gt;class cheered so loudly. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, our class didnt win anything.&lt;br /&gt;no biggie lah. its just vouchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly didnt come. i guess she's still sick. ):&lt;br /&gt;i've just realised,&lt;br /&gt;i've been reporting kelly's attendance.&lt;br /&gt;during pe, sharleen, charlyn and i were early.&lt;br /&gt;so, we ran with th 2a pple.&lt;br /&gt;then yt asked us t join them in th game.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt want t, so we joined our class.&lt;br /&gt;and she was like, you three dont want t play?&lt;br /&gt;you want t join in th punishment?&lt;br /&gt;so we were like we'll see what's th punishment.&lt;br /&gt;so, punishment is t run five rounds.&lt;br /&gt;duhh, we skipped it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had three periods of english.&lt;br /&gt;peony didnt come. so was super slack.&lt;br /&gt;but i was kinda bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;had nth t do, comepleted th work given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cd, we were t do our dream jobs.&lt;br /&gt;what i wrote for mine, aint what i wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;so yah, if you happen t chance upon mine,&lt;br /&gt;you can laugh all you want, cause its all fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, had some envisioning course.&lt;br /&gt;it was sure a bonding session with members.&lt;br /&gt;what i like most is th food.&lt;br /&gt;they had egg mayo sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;and its like you can take how many you want.&lt;br /&gt;previously, i wanted t buy for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;but they had no more.&lt;br /&gt;and gladys kinda manage t &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;BUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we've got our badge.&lt;br /&gt;ya ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;oh, grace was like so duper funny.&lt;br /&gt;she gtta mop th fruit punch which she spilled.&lt;br /&gt;and she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;GRABBED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the last tuna sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;just in case she had no more.&lt;br /&gt;she ran t a corner and sort of like, i forgot that wrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly didnt come again!)):&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had mo xie on th freaking oldie song.&lt;br /&gt;well, i only know like four lines. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAILED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yd made us read the words and zaoju.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so so so lost. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to continue.&lt;br /&gt;CIAOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115288548213756205?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115288548213756205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115288548213756205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115288548213756205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115288548213756205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/monday-kelly-didnt-come-on-purpose-t.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115252221836675268</id><published>2006-07-10T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:03:38.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BEATRICE CHUA is such an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;she pon school today,didnt even tell me in ADVANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;eating koko krunch when i was having art lessons!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;msging me during lessons if i wanted to go swimming with her-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ohohoh,KAI LAN is such a cool name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;isnt that like a vegetable name or smthg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is so copyrighted from gladys yang yi's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;urghh! tell her how many times alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didnt planned t pon school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and kailan is just so not my name ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ctee and shar came over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i gotta type like this cause later words would be cut off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;anyway, they were SUPPOSED to do their lit proj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but, daddy wasnt back yet, so they cant do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;in the end the went home without doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but they ate alot. not alot actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;they browsed alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and i found out so many bloody cool stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway, anti-social aaron towards my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;actually said bye to shar and ctee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when they didnt even say bye to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so he went off came back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then shar and ctee said bye and he said bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then awhile later he came back again,&lt;br /&gt;this time he said bye to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's just so weird.&lt;br /&gt;he never talks to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;anti-social towards them.&lt;br /&gt;and even offered chewing gum. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHEWING GUMS ARE SO DISGUSTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I HATE THEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUBBLE GUMS INCLUDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;btw, GLADYS! CALL ME IF YOU SEE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO TELL YOU STH IMP!&lt;br /&gt;not very imp actually, just call. haaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115252221836675268?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115252221836675268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115252221836675268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115252221836675268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115252221836675268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/beatrice-chua-is-such-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115244316530876409</id><published>2006-07-07T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T04:06:05.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt go to school on today. it wasnt planned. i woke up, daddy told me mummy's sending me. all washed up, i went t sleep a little longer, was way t tired. whatsmore, if mummy's sending me, latest time i could leave house is 7.15 if i'm t reach by 7.25. then, daddy and mummy took turns t try wake me up but couldnt, so they left without me saying i dont have to go to school. so thats how i ended up not going t school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoying &lt;strong&gt;gladys yang yi&lt;/strong&gt; thinks i pon school, on purpose. and she kept saying that i'm a naughty girl. blahblahblah. she claims i pon school, without telling her. and she doesnt believe that it wasnt planned. sigh, what a &lt;strong&gt;bimbotic mamiac&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about that, i suddenly remembered that i have t give mr lim a letter. sigh. what i not like bout missing school is having t come up with stupid excuses like, oh my daughter is not feeling well that morning. blahblahblah. and everytime i do that, mummy will go like, yeah right, everytime also say not feeling well. who would believe. riiight. well, at least mr lim does [i guess so], cause everytime, he'll ask if i'm better and stuff. HAHAHA. nice teacher huh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i slept till arnd 9.30. aint that late compared to the times i always missed school. i'd wake up at 11 plus, or later. i used the com, no one was online. except, gewen, vanessa and two more. and, i thought they didnt go to school. vanessa did, as for gewen, i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch went t see doc for muscle aches. mummy told pple that because my whole body was aching, so i couldnt go t school. haha. nice lie. oh, gladys could actually msged me during lesson time. i think cme. i actually wanted t go swimming today and tmr cause the weather's gnna be so fine. but, i cant go. personal reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quess this is a long post. havent been posting for days, and all posts are short.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'm gnna remove the pass for awhile and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;so toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115244316530876409?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115244316530876409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115244316530876409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115244316530876409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115244316530876409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-didnt-go-to-school-on-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115174244585914792</id><published>2006-07-01T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T01:27:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like back to school. ppl in my class just suck so much. ESP, _ _ _ _ . _ she thinks she's one of the cool pple, when she's not. urghh. okay, i have nth to blog about actually. gladys, kelly and chantelle are over at my house. we're watching win a date back with tad hamilton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you suck, stoping sucking up to pple.&lt;br /&gt;sucker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115174244585914792?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115174244585914792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115174244585914792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115174244585914792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115174244585914792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-like-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115108915084029597</id><published>2006-06-24T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:59:10.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so, i watched brokeback mountain. was erm, gross? yeah. i was pretty bored, so was thinking; why not watch that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went out with vanessa, watched she's the man. by amanda bynes. that amanda show person. the movie was super nice. yeah. and oh, i do not like ribs! [vanessa's fav]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went out with dawn and kyanie. watched just my luck. was great too. mcfly sorta acted in there. as mcfly, the concert band. the kept singing five colours in her hair. when they finally changed to too close to comfort, and a few more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;now, its almost three and i aint feeling tired. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;school's starting soon, 've got alot to prepare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the point is; I'M FEELING LAZY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115108915084029597?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115108915084029597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115108915084029597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115108915084029597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115108915084029597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-watched-brokeback-mountain.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115046832090515855</id><published>2006-06-16T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T07:32:01.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's with the world man. with all the no-life spammers? i call these pple cowards. all the do is spam pple, and they dont put their real name down, for fear that pple know its them. like whats the point? i mean you go round spamming, back stabbing, talking bad about pple. think, what about you. are you so that perfect? do you think you're not what you describe the person as? by doing all the shit, you're worse than the person you're cursing and swearing. dont you think you're very no-life doing all these stupid thing. you're just being childish pple. in short, immature. you dont have to care about pple's grammer or volcab. do you think yours is better? get an a1 or 100% before you talk. its pple's blog. they do want they want with it. you dont have to care. its no business of yours. you dont like it, dont go to their blogs. dont like them, say straight into their face, why bother spamming when you dont put your real name? this is just so stupid and childish. only pple like you would do that. trying to get attention, acting cute and funny, posing other ppl. what?! stop trying to be the coolest pple of the class. doing all sorts of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. dont think i dont know who you pple are. please do not pose as other pple. dont think we're kept in the dark. you think you can pose so well? we saw it through, try again next time. thank you(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115046832090515855?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115046832090515855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115046832090515855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115046832090515855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115046832090515855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-with-world-man.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115046840749628135</id><published>2006-06-15T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T07:33:27.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;YING WEN COOL!&lt;/u&gt; sing's slogan for the year (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115046840749628135?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115046840749628135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115046840749628135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115046840749628135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115046840749628135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/ying-wen-cool-sings-slogan-for-year.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115028699745959208</id><published>2006-06-12T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T06:39:20.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so sorry beatriceeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to meet at 10.30am,&lt;br /&gt;but guess what time i woke up? 10.30am!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor beatrice chua kai wen had to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;4 msges,1 missed call.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go gym first,&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn pack mannn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decide to swim instead,mygosh,&lt;br /&gt;we swam 1 lap &amp; we rest.&lt;br /&gt;while resting,we were talking about shit-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there are these 2 freakin boys,&lt;br /&gt;who are so annoying,&lt;br /&gt;they kept staring at us,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they PURPOSELY keep swimming in front of us-.-&lt;br /&gt;splashing water here &amp;amp; there.mygosh.&lt;br /&gt;dont they know that the CHILDREN SESSION is the other side of the complex.&lt;br /&gt;what a way to attract attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, its copyright &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;GLADYS YANG YI&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay, she wants me to put her big name plus the copyrighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/blocked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gladys just love taking candid shots of ppl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/mybackview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats my back;its red. nice nice nice :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/gladysback.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i took that! hahah; i know its nice. not the person, the picture(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw some idiotic person.&lt;br /&gt;she stares and gave me this sacarstic look.&lt;br /&gt;as if we had nv known each other before.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i was wishing for that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, she's not in the same school as me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115028699745959208?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115028699745959208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115028699745959208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115028699745959208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115028699745959208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-so-sorry-beatriceeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-115012192305030565</id><published>2006-06-11T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:49:40.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO FREAKED OUT BY &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AARON CHUA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. baby! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-115012192305030565?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/115012192305030565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=115012192305030565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115012192305030565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/115012192305030565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-so-freaked-out-by-aaron-chua.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114938460878703597</id><published>2006-06-03T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T18:30:09.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'm back from humans camp! it was super duper fun alright. i miss camp so much ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;went to the malay heritage centre, was quite boring lah. made our tip to &lt;strong&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/strong&gt;! we had a 3 hour long of amazing race with super lots of running. i dont know what our group came in. we're called &lt;strong&gt;STARFISH&lt;/strong&gt;! then we went to bathe. there were so few cubicles. so gotta wait a long time. then the instructors said we gotta go and that underwater world had a better shower place with heater, so everyone left the toilet. the food there was super nice, some sort of buffet. we watched a movie on keiko, was uber nice and touching(:  went to the underwater world. then to the musical fountain. it was wayyyyy cool. sleeping in the underwater world was damn cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;day&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;went to the dolphin lagoon and watched the show by the dolphins. touched this dolphin called jumbo. was so rubbery? yeah. next we went to bukit chandu. to learnt bout some history. then we made our way back to school. bathed, had team building games then dinner. after that, we watched a movie on geog or history. we were supposed to made a choice between some hitler movie or deep impact. i chosed hitler. hitler was M18 cause there were a few obscene scenes. was quite interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we slept in the gym. was not say very hot though. me, sit, bel, val, gen were bitching about alot of ppl with freda and xiao qing. we bitched bitched bitched for so many hours. everyone fast asleep and they were all shh-ing here and there at us. so funny! ashikin ( i dont know how to spell her name ) joined in. we ate mamee and chips. then back to gossiping again. (: bel and i slept early cause our ribcage were so pain due to the was we were resting. xiao qing and ashikin slept arnd the same time as us. the rest bitched another one hour later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;surprisingly, i wasnt tired at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;joanne had to go off early cause of her finger which was cut last night by the fan. so nic left, and she helped us with the beauty pagent. didnt turn out really well though. cause we didnt made plans and all. cheer competition. our cheer was nice. but half way, we went off key, so ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:D! i love camp. till now, i'm still not tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;GLADYS YANG YI MADE ME DO SOME STUPID THING, I'M GONNA DO WHEN I'M 'FREE'. HAHAH. OR MAYBE NOT DO IT. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114938460878703597?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114938460878703597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114938460878703597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114938460878703597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114938460878703597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-from-humans-camp-it-was-super.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114899686370562208</id><published>2006-05-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T06:48:21.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I LOVE AARON CHUA!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he's been so nice to me these few weeks. one morning when i had t rush t somewhere, he made sandwich for me thoughi didnt asked for it. omg! i wonder what's been to him. he talked to me more than usual, joked with me also. he even let me use the computer for all i want and didnt even quarrel. i'm so so so surprised. he also taught me so many times which i previously asked him and all he did was like noob, shut up lah. like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why does everyone thinks that tmr is 1st june? what happen to 31st may? tmr is grandma's birthday. thats why i remembered there's a 31st may. which means , camp is like 2 days time? and i havent pack yet? i'm not even sure if i have all the items i need. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh wells, shall pack later in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gladys is being so disgusting. I WONDER WHERE SHE GET ALL THOSE NUDE PICTURES. my my. btw, i'm not ms rice. rarr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114899686370562208?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114899686370562208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114899686370562208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114899686370562208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114899686370562208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-aaron-chua-hes-been-so-nice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114865851153589140</id><published>2006-05-26T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:54:24.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;okay, i wanted to talk about yesterday after school, but i was damn bloody annoyed with some stuff. so i skipped it. nth really happened today. just that had ptm. mr lim and my mum talked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they talked about out-of-point stuff. like talk about my friends? they've got like so much to talk cause when we were leaving, they were still talking [standing up somemore]. and i felt so impatient for myself and dhurrga and her mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;had mass in the morning, was quite bored at first. but had fun with ctee, sharleen and kelly. was so uber fun. i wonder if shalini got back her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLUE PEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. lol. during recess, i bought my food, but i didnt feel like eating it so i gave it to sharleen who wanted it and i bought an egg sandwich. i didnt had time to eat cause by the time i bought it, it was time to go to the hall. so i passed my sandwich and stuff to sharleen to help me keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;had cca investiture, was quite okay. after that, went compass with adeline and vanessa. we ate at macs. i had some fries only cause i was too hungry and had no appetite. cause apparently, my food was destroyed by some ppl, including the chocolates given by ms lee. and a doodled camp booklet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i met vanessa fong, genevieve, gillian and sharleen at macs. then i met sharleen outside the train station. later, vanessa, genevieve and gillian saw me or maybe it was just coincidental in montip, so they went in nad pushed me. and the impact was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;that i almost fall. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;after that, we went to settle down and played cards. i dont understand why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;VANESSA JOAN JOSEPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;is always winning adeline and i. and she's always taking that stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;. so we played thousands of rounds [of course i'm exaggerating, duh!] and made a deal that if adeline and i nv win her, we would never go home. so the next few rounds we still lost. BUT! after so many rounds of trying,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WE FINALLY WON VANESSA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and so we decided to play another round. and guess what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;WE WON AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;and, for these two rounds, she didnt get that stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;! we played another, and we lost. but, if it wasnt because of that stupid rule, we could have won, cause adeline made a small mistake. well, at least we won TWICE. its a great thing to celebrate and rejoice. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i so thank adeline and vanessa for making me not-so-pissed anymore. especially vanessa, she kind of cheered me up. whee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TWO!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114865851153589140?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114865851153589140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114865851153589140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114865851153589140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114865851153589140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-i-wanted-to-talk-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114855610583015876</id><published>2006-05-25T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T04:21:45.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'M FUCKING PISSED NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;to hell with those bloody assholes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114855610583015876?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114855610583015876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114855610583015876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114855610583015876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114855610583015876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-fucking-pissed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114846310114378401</id><published>2006-05-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T02:36:07.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;today's not a very boring day. but i was uber tired and hungry. we were held back during recess for twenty minutes cause ms alvina came in to our class during maths to show us our holiday assignment. mrs ho did not come in and teach us today. instead, it was the trainee teacher. i dont know how to spell her name. so far, we have two project assignments. but there's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; to do. after recess like arnd 12, we had to go to the gym. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;again, its about our results and streaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after school, went with adeline to hall for the rehearsal. its not even a rehearsal, its just telling us what to do. then she went for her cca, and we thoguht vanessa was still in school. so i waited for her awhile and saw gladdys chan, so i thought she had&lt;/span&gt; left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i met bel and she asked me to company her. she had lunch in school and we chatted alot. we played cards for awhile, gladdys chan and amanda ho joined in also. then they both left. so we both left for compass. we talked alot on the way there also. waited for our buses and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;2 MORE DAYS TO PTM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;PTM=&lt;em&gt;DIE&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wonder what mr lim is gonna say. mummy wants to see MATHS AND SCIENCE teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;which means &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MS LEE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MR PANG&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/8545034-114846310114378401?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114846310114378401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114846310114378401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114846310114378401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114846310114378401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/todays-not-very-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114838769845986279</id><published>2006-05-23T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T05:34:58.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had surprise spot check. i was so lucky that i actually got away with my super short pinafore. well, it isnt that short afterall. hahah. i forgot what happened the rest of the day alr.i only remembered that after school, i went compass with gladys. we saw sunita and chatted a bit. then met QUEK LIN LIN at macs. and i think we went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday, i was planning that i should not go to school on tuesday, wednesday and thursday. but i decided to go today cause there's three maths lessons. mrs ho has started teaching us a new chap yesterday. not that i'm a maths freak, but if i were to miss today's lesson, i doubt i'll understand a single thing when i ever gets back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but, in the morning, the alarm rang and i shut it off and just slept in. daddy came to wake me up and said it was six thirty. at first, i didnt really care then i checked my watch, was only 6.05. which means i only slept in for 5 min! so i sleep until daddy left for some business trip which was arnd 6.30 then i woke up. i was feeling so tired and didnt want to come. but i kept telling myself i must come. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, we had dNt. like wth? i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;dNt. its so dangerous! and its so early in the morning. what if we're still not very awake and we are using the driller or whatever machine and there goes our finger, or worse our HAND. i'm being so paranoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;during geog, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MRS DAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;came into our class. with mrs elangovan. that's so scary. so so so so so scary. practically, she came because of our horrible results. i was so damn scared. and when she asked who failed what i thought was overall so i stood up and she thinks that previously i was from na. they also want us to get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRIMARY FOUR MATHS ASSESMENTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do okay. and stay back everyday after school after school holidays to do one hour of maths and science. that's bad bad bad bad bad. then. ms chow came in and said that our class has the most failures for pft, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TWENTY&lt;/span&gt;! so in all, mrs das, mrs elangovan, mr lim, ms chow, mdm rahimah all in one class. LECTURING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;after school, went compass with adeline, vanessa joseph, genevieve hoffner. actually gillian, genevieve har, vanessa fong and sharleen asked me to go, but i dont know why vanessa suddenly didnt go. and i told gillian and all that i'm going compass with them but going home. half way met vanessa adeline genevieve, so i went with them. caught up alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we went library, and after that went to the park. was quite fun there. then left there arnd five sth. and vanessa , adeline they were like talking to mummy, telling her not to let me pon school? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RARR!&lt;/span&gt; and she went like ya ya, correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i cant miss school tmr cause there's the rehearsal. and adeline said i cant miss. boo. now my plan to miss school has been ruined by all the sudden things. i guess thursday i've sth on in school also. which means no rest day this week! now daddy's overseas, i can sleep in his room and i can do so many many many things. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;till then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114838769845986279?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114838769845986279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114838769845986279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114838769845986279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114838769845986279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-had-surprise-spot-check.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114814454629692369</id><published>2006-05-21T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T10:02:26.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wanted to talk about today (yesterday). i'm confusing myself. wait, i wanted to talk about SATURDAY, but its SUNDAY now. so, i had so many french toasties in the morning with two sunny side ups(: and i aint full yet. i skipped lunch and dinner, and had not taken anything since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i was on since 12.3o PM and its 12.57 AM now. i've been on for more than 10 hours. thats bad. but thats what i always do, and i dont see to have my specs yet. RARR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm gonna sleep now. oh, gladys is infected with some virus. she's hideous. i mean it. i have not seen her yet though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114814454629692369?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114814454629692369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114814454629692369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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better than nth though. in total, i've passed six subjects. not sure bout geog cause i didnt go to school when they returned the paper and the final thing has so many mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its a surprise i passed home econs when i didnt do so many pages due to time constrain. and its expected that i failed lit, cause i didnt read ANNE FRANK, cause it suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, mr lim scolded my class, AGAIN. so many people didnt hand in the forms which were supposed to be handed in like days ago. who wouldnt be furious la. mr lim talked a lot. first he scolded, next he talked about the CHANCES OF WINNING 4-D, then he talked about futue. expenses, transport, blah blah blah. then he suddenly became fierce again. how wierd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we were in the midst of watching FINDING NEMO(: when he said it doesnt benefit us and so we're not allowed to watch it ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;towards the end of school was quite fun. played IDIOT. and i dont know why val and gladys had to keep screaming. they were too excited. i wanted to do my maths file content page but my chair was gone. it was there like moments ago. someone took it and i cant sit and do my work. and all the chairs around were used, so i gotta stand. till my legs were aching i stopped doing. i wonder WHO took my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;alright, so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8545034.post-114791767712551657</id><published>2006-05-18T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:16:02.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up, received ctee's and gladys's msg. rarr! now, i'm talking to bel online. we both pon school. yilin and danielle also. and i found out that bel is broke till she has no money for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/selfobessed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/someidiottookthis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/pabita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pabita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/yellowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at gladys's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/megladysprisnciole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, gladys, priscilla,nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/megladys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us us us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/gladysbrownie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the digusting brownie made by gladys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/gladysme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its blur and its big!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5589/438/320/cteechantellemeval.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ctee, chantelle, me and val.&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/8545034-114791767712551657?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114791767712551657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114791767712551657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114791767712551657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114791767712551657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-woke-up-received-ctees-and.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114783644182440679</id><published>2006-05-17T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:27:21.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm having fun fun fun at home. i woke up like 11 am? i was just too tired. i guess we're checking home econs, geog, science, lit and chinese today. i wonder how i fair. this is the only thing i regret not going to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so, i'm off to playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114783644182440679?l=mydognamepoo.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-8545034.post-114783628204702474</id><published>2006-05-16T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:24:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we checked some papers today. i failed maths, as usual. but this time, its worse and more terribly. so many people in 2f cried. cause they're maths class, so first time getting a B or a C they're crying like mad. so emo. they've got only one failure and its close to a 50. as for my class, i heard that there's only ten passes. most are Fs. i  passed history! its so surprising. at first when mdm hassanah asked me so when wierd questions before giving me my paper, i thought i would fail. thank god i pass! lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school had wushu makeup. we're supposed to tidy her hmrm. but we ate till 3.15 then we went up then we just did a bit of arranging. we left for the library. we waited till 4 we went back get our stuff, and left. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told mummy my marks. surprisingly, she didnt rant on me or whatever. she just asked where do i not understand and stuff. and luckily, daddy's not in singapore if not, i dont know what will happen. i'm not gonna tell him my marks. and hope mummy dont tell too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was playing some games with my brother. we actually sat side by side, playing laughing and talking at the computer.. HOW RARE! some miracle or what. its been ages since we did that. i had so much fun! we played till11 plus then i went to bathe. haha, yes i know i stink. by the time i came out was 12. i sat beside my brother and watched him play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then arnd 12.30, i asked mummy, what do you say if i dont go to school tomorrow. she was like you dont have to go? i told her wat we do in school, gossiping? playing? and no teachers come in. then i asked again, what do you say if i dont go to school tomorrow? she said you write the letter okay! so i was like i can not go? she went do housework lor! and i know that i wont have to do housework. so i was damn happy and my brother was so jealous. so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114783628204702474?l=mydognamepoo.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-8545034.post-114783532498938146</id><published>2006-05-15T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:08:45.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;today is a slack day. more likely wasted day. we didnt check our papers. all we did were to talk talk talk, play play play and do lame stuff. so many ppl didnt come today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;after school went compass with val, sharleen, gillian. we went kfc to eat. met ctee and charlene there. plus amanda and joey. after eating, mummy called. so she came to pick me and we went ntuc :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;thats about it. what a boring day la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114783532498938146?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114783532498938146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114783532498938146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114783532498938146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114783532498938146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-slack-day.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114752767460487367</id><published>2006-05-14T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T06:41:14.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I never thought that I would find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a friend so great and a friend so kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I look up to you in every way'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause I learn something from you every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Without you I don't know where I'd be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but you're still here, friends with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you deserve so much more than I can give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but without you I wouldn't live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've given me more than money can buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and for you I'd give my all and I would die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This feeling I feel gets stronger every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hoping not to screw it up, I constantly pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know we have our problems every now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but once it's fixed our friendship is better times ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and I want you to know that I truly do care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;even in fights when I say things that aren't fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're an angel from God up above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and I'm thankful for your understanding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because when you're around everything seems right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and for you, until the end, I will fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It doesn't matter what you do or say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because you'll be my friend anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know the real you that's down deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in you, I'll always confide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for being the friend you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you're my best friend, an angel by far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything in you is an inspiration to do great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you'll be loved by all cause that's your fate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So never stop being the real and wonderful you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause God shines through in all that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and whenever it seems like I'm never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;remember this: I love you and I'll always care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO LOVE THIS POEM, AINT IT NICE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-8545034.post-114749297048265794</id><published>2006-05-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:02:50.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;SATURDAY SATURDAY SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;till now, i've been having breathing difficulty. i seem like i'm having heart attacks. i was given the inhaler. and i have forgotten how to use it cause it was like almost ten years since i last used it. i dont intend to use it anyway. oh, the medicine has the words B.C there. so cool eh. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;now i'm so damn bored. waiting for my brunch. i'm texting ctee currently about her DAY-DREAMING about sth. i'm having goose bumps, which means she's being so EWWW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114749297048265794?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114749297048265794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114749297048265794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114749297048265794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114749297048265794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday-saturday-saturday-till-now.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114744189447205249</id><published>2006-05-12T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T06:51:34.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'M SO SICK! had been having flu for the past few days. now i'm having cough and i'm whizzing. and voice is not back yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went to my aunt's place for early mother's day celebration. i had difficulty breathing from this morning till now. so horrible. so in the end my uncle brought me to the doctor's. he gave me some inhaler thing on the spot. i had to put on the oxygen mask with some kind of medicine and breathe in that medicine. and it took like almost half an hour. an my uncle held the mask for me. the fee was so expensive la. the doctor gave me some medication with a inhaler.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;now i'm home watching tv. grandmother is here to keep me company in case something happens to me. she's staying over. mummy and daddy and my brother not at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyways, i'm not sure if i can take pe. thats a sad thing. and whatsmore sports. i intended to go gym tmr and now i cant anymore. i wonder what i'm gonna do at home tmr. ya ya ya. haha, till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114735774593468160</id><published>2006-05-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:29:06.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;school today is uber boring! and! i went to school without my voice! its gone. so i didnt really talk much today. in fact, during all the free periods, i was just sitting at my place. i felt so tired. and, MY BELT IS SO HIGH AND TIGHT TODAY! i cant BREATHE. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;some bitch who scolded us for not being able to find a plug [ its not our fault that we cant find, its the school's. its their property ] she came our class and scolded us again. she blamed those people and monitors who are not to blame. but not those that are irresponsible. she didnt do so many things and teachers scolds her and she give black face and curse curse curse and give that idiot face. its mean, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;had photo taking. was okay la. i was standing in front of shalini that crazy-over-mr seng- girl. cca was the worst! that coconut head insisted on the taking the weapons, posing and all the crap, which took damn long. no one wanted to pose la. except for SOME PEOPLE. but unfortunately, she wasnt asked to pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;before that, danielle and me were sitting at the the canteen waiting for val and all to come. mr lim saw us from far. and guess what he did. he used his both hands and make it like a gun aimed at us and 'shoot' us. he was being so lame okay. and that irritating ass keep talking crap. and speaking all the untrues to mr lim. so danielle and i just listened. mr lim also talked crap to us. we were laughing and laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;after school had to stay for two hours to make up for attendance for cca. she made us clean her homeroom. ITS SO FREAKING DUSTY, DIRTY AND FILTHY. i think they have similar meanings. we didnt do much cause she wasnt there. we just arranged the tables swept the floor a bit and we went to the library and slacked. some two dddd people went into the room and played MAHJONG and interupted us and prevented us from cleaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;after that, went compass with sharleen and val. i treated them. sort of. cause i used my thousand over points and treated them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I LOST MY WALLET! and luckily, there isnt a cent in there. not even a five cent. only ezlinks and some cards. so val and shar and i were calling MR LIM, MR SIM, MS LEE, MS FRANCISCO, MS KOH and MS TAN to check if they were still in school. the first one who picked up was mr sim. he went like HARLO. and it was so damn funnaye so i just hanged up. and we all were laughing and laughing. the rest we kept calling and calling but they didnt pick up. after that ms koh picked up but she left school alr. we missed call mr lim ALOT of times because weknow that he's phone is always at somewhere his pants down there. but he didnt pick up. so we left compass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;on my way home, mr lim called back, TWICE! and i purposely ignored. cause i didnt know what to say and shar and val wasnt there. so both times i just missed it. its quite dumb though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;GLADYS IGNORED ME ON PURPOSE BECAUSE SHE DOESNT WANT TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL TO SEE IF MY WALLET IS THERE. MEANIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;OFFICIALLY BROKE THIS WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114735774593468160?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114735774593468160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114735774593468160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114735774593468160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114735774593468160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-today-is-uber-boring-and-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114726941980044532</id><published>2006-05-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:56:59.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i'm so gonna fail maths cause i screwed the paper. i gave up for paper two after a few ques. so i was pratically day dreaming while everybody was doing. as for paper one, i didnt had time to complete, AGAIN! so you see why its sure fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;geog, i may fail, may not fail. even if i pass, i wont get so high. it would be a just pass. same for history. but most likely to fail history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;today had science paper. i'm not sure if i would fail or pass though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'M NOT CONFIDENT OF PASSING MY PAPERS. more likely confident of failing almost all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;its a stupid day today after science. we had to stay back for some learning climate survey. and mrs chan have phobia on maths because her teacher sort of ill treated her. lol. and all TWO DILLIGENCE fault that we gotta stay till 2.30 like that just to do the survey. THEY TOOK LIKE 4213456457 YEARS OKAY. ESPECIALLY THE LAST GIRL. FREAKING IRRITATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so, i went j8 with val and gladys. we saw chloe, kelly and grace there. yeah. we didnt really do anything there though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i just came back from ntuc, and i bought alot of things. plus i bought a new school shoe. a rebok one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;GLADYS! did you just see the previous sentence? i've got a new school shoe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i'm off to have my dinner now. till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;SOME PEOPLE EXPECT OTHERS TO BE THEIR BACKUPS. BUT UNFORTUNATELY, I AINT GONNA BE ONE OF YOUR BACKUP. SO ALL THE BEST TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114726941980044532?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114726941980044532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114726941980044532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114726941980044532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114726941980044532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-so-gonna-fail-maths-cause-i-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114703272765552253</id><published>2006-05-08T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T07:50:31.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now is four in the morning and i'm not sleeping yet. rather, i'm not planning to sleep. i woke up at one pm today. ate, then went to compass to meet chengcheng to pass her her art. i reached there and she was still at home so i went to photocopy my art. then i waited so long for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;arnd an hour then she finally arrived. and she look so like the evil twit from 102 dalmations. that black white crazy witch. she was top to toe black and white! she was wearing some wierd top that apparently looked like a blouse and skirt or dress or dont know what. and i dont know out of no where there's this black and white poka dotty bottom? her shoes black and white also. she was wearing some kinda glove also. and you can see that she was sweating terribly. oh, she has this long bag. sort of purse the kind with string so long for you to hang over. it was black and white also. anyways, i left after i passed her the stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so, i reached home. did my art. the went for dinner near vanessa's st johny area. i came back did art till 2.30am then i went to bathe. mummy helped me ALOT with my art. the colour scheme one. cause she helped me paint alot while i did referance to artist and the elements thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm resting after studying a bit of geog cause i didnt even study at all. reckon i'm gonna fail geog. its time i go back to studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i seriously need a hair cut. i'm gonna cut it short. mummy said last week of hols. cause my irritating hair grows super fast. SHORT HAIR! i cant wait.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mummy said its confidential when i asked her who she voted for! RARR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114703272765552253?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114703272765552253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114703272765552253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114703272765552253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114703272765552253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-is-four-in-morning-and-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114692548316098635</id><published>2006-05-06T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T07:27:35.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i saw dawn's post for me. thanks dawny awny! hahaha. its okay la. i think you're under too much stress. lol. you should go join ky at raffles. cresent is so far far away and desserted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHEEE, I GOT MY WATCHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had chinese papers. paper two was horrible. first, there are like FIVE COMPRE. all so difficult to read. i didnt even read two of the passages and just did the questions randomly, like just choose any DUE TO TIME CONSTRAIN. i manage to finish this paper, but was in a hury. for the last question, you're supposed to express your feelings about saving money, I HAD A LOT TO SAY OKAY. but i didnt have time so, i did only half of what i wanted to say. and boy, EVERYTHING is in a MESS! i cancelled a lot. i mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all the stupid rule that says DO NOT USE CORRECTION FLUID OR TAPES. its really messy, i cant really read. no wonder i didnt have enough time to complete becuase i kept canceling and re-writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after school, went to deannnnnnnnnnnnnnah's house with adeline and vanessa. we did our work. after a while deannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah and adeline went to cook. noodles. INDO MEE. vanessa, its INDO MEE. she insisted that it was that stupid 1 2 3 4 5 indo nooodles. and eventually found out that she was WRONG. wrong WRONG. haaha. i was badly traumatised by vanessa joan joseph. that molester. the funniest part was deannah used her SIX dollar adiddas spray and spray the whole room like some air fresherner just to shoo the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;freaking molester away. and when they were 'molesting' each other, i took the spray and sprayed through her shorts and aimed at the ass. so she kinda jumped. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;05-05-2006 IS VANESSA'S SPECIAL DAY!&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&lt;saturday&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i went to meet deannnnnnnnnnnah at compass to study. adeline went to the rallying with her mother. she and deannnnah's mother said its confidential, so cannot tell them who they voted for. but i didnt ask. i wonder who my parents voted for&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, adeline cam shortly after we settled down. we did art the whole time there. half way, deannnnnah insisted on doing the paint thing. the one in the middle of swensens and famous amos. so i did with her. after that we did art again, then we went to marina square to look at adeline's present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we saw kim ng, adrain pang and some jack neo's gang guy. he's that short guy with specs who always acts as a lady. ya, and we think that kim ng looks really pretty while that adrain pang looks really old and oooogly. so deannah went in to every ex shops like NIKE, PUMA, ROYAL SPORTING HOUSE, ADIDDAS, GIORDANO, and many more sports shops just to look at shorts, tees and one stupid adiddas ankle guard. i was on the look out for my pouchie, but cant find any of my liking. we were playing on the escalator when deannah sort of fell. had some scratches on her arm and leg. it swell and you can see her fleshy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after a long while there, we went to esplanade. before that we went to 7-11 and buy some snacks to eat there. saw ky's sissy. arnd 7 like that adeline gtg cause her mama wants her home. so we went back. and the toot head thinks she's some bookworm, reading the newspaper while walking. then walk all the way to the train station she's reading. and when getting into the train she followed someone else thinking it was us. then she turned back and found us and make herself a laughing stock. started laughing with the newspaper covering her face. the two malay ladies were laughing at her and everyone else were looking at us, more likely her. so i was telling adeline that going out with toot head will make yourself become the COA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I WANT CHEESE AND EGG WITH MAYO SANDWICH! ITS A NEED NEED NEED! needs are thing you cannot do without and are necessary for leading a comfortable life. wants are things that are desirable, but without which we still be able to live a comfortable life. SEE, AINT I SMART. and cheese and egg with mayo sandwich is a NEED! its FOOD. which is a NEED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MS PINK'S&lt;/span&gt; birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114692548316098635?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114692548316098635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114692548316098635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114692548316098635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114692548316098635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-saw-dawns-post-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114690612140143328</id><published>2006-05-06T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:02:01.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hi bea dawn here :D happy late b dae btw.. :D i din know tt that day was yr b dae. i only knew it was somewhere there... :D delete dis post once u read it - total crap here. :D anyway seeya sooon kay love ya from yr lovely cousin dawn :D&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/8545034-114690612140143328?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114690612140143328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114690612140143328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114690612140143328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114690612140143328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-bea-dawn-here-d-happy-late-b-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545034.post-114673479964086465</id><published>2006-05-04T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:41:02.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;okay, no more &lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;watch. instead, i got the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;one. i GOT IT ALR. but its with my auntie now, so needa get from her. okay, thank you auntiee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE MYE 2006!&lt;/span&gt; out of the four papers we sat for so far, i did not complete &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THREE &lt;/span&gt;PAPERS. this is SO SO SO SO IRRITAING! and i need to pass history and HOME ECONS. nono, HISTORY IS MORE IMP. darn it. they should give an hour and half for home econs and two hours for history. tomorrow is chinese paper. so can relax a day cause chinese paper consist of only FIVE comprehension and some thing for you to words to complete the sentences. ya, so instead, i'm goonnnnnnnnna do art. almost everyBIRDY is doing vann sth sth sth la. EXCEPT BEL SO FAR I KNOW. she's doing the P sth sth sth. well, i'm gonna go the VANNNNNNNNN thing also. so no originality. i know. who cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went harbour front today. with deannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah, adeline and vanessa. bel and yilin also went cause we're going. then we went queensway to get some STUFF. and went back to harbour front. then we all went home together. yilin and bel did art with the NICE NICE VIEW OF SENTOSA after spending TWENTY BUCKS. thats so lame. not la, they bought foooood actually. yilin drank COFFEEE. bel said CUPPACHINO. i dont know how to speelllll. on the way back, yilin was sleeeeeping on me. and vanessa was sleeping also. they are realllllllllllllly tired. loooooook at their faces, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh! i didnt know yilin can draw SO WELLLLLLL. I MEAN REAL WELL. nice nice nice nice nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me, vanessa, adeline and danielle went deannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah's new house. but its an old house.we were studying until they wanted to watched the stupid holand v. the stupidest show. ever.&lt;br /&gt;DEANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNAH'S FAVOURITE PERSON : A SI. deannah, qi chuang le. qo chuang le. lol.&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: fffffffffffffffffffffffflllllllllllllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaattttttttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;ADELINE: lets carry our plan. today i wear &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK COLOUR&lt;/span&gt; shit. my favourite colour. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;DANIELLE: suppppppppppppper not flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thats it. i'm going to do art art art art art art art NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this is taken from&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; GLADYS YANG YI'S BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEATRICE CHUA KAI WEN!&lt;br /&gt;mygosh,i actually forgot HER birthday.&lt;br /&gt;wellll,AT LEAST,i remembered at 2pm on labour day!!&lt;br /&gt;and and and,i wasnt the LAST person to wish her happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice chua is booing me coz i forgot her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hurt:(((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she wont remember MY birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and it will be my turn to boo her.haha.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice chua has a new watch,im want it too!!&lt;br /&gt;and i will get her prizzies after exams,when we go SHOPPING together! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo, to gladys. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114673479964086465?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114673479964086465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114673479964086465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114673479964086465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114673479964086465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-no-more-white-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114646235117090543</id><published>2006-05-01T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:11:23.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today is first may. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BEATRICE'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt; hahah. anyways, i went sakae for lunch today. then walked arnd town. my mum wanted to get me the adidas watch but unfortunately, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUT OF STOCK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bad bad bad bad bad. so i'm gonne get it as soon as stock is back. now, i'm gonnna study. i have been slacking all this while. didnt even study at all. guess i'm so gonna fail alot of sub.  i'm having &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PIZZA&lt;/span&gt; for dinner! whooooooooooooooooooooooooooots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just found out that deannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah shifted again like yesterday yesterday. (extracted from deannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnah) i'm a bit slow la. her house or wherever she is now, is so HELL noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GLAYDS YANG YI &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that irritaing shit ( just kidding ) actually forgot that today is my birthday. that dory pea brain of hers seriuosly needs a checkup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;thanks people for all the wishes.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELIJAH!(: I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114646235117090543?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114646235117090543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114646235117090543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114646235117090543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114646235117090543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-first-may.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114622989716406925</id><published>2006-04-28T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T06:11:37.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;today is slack day. we didnt have any lessons. first period was art, all we did was the art mid year preparation work. then was chinese, we did compo. after recess, english. so we were at ct venue. english, bio, home econs, history. everyone was crapping, joking, laughing playing. only &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;DHURRGA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WAS READING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ANNE FRANK. how surprising! okay, maybe not only her but only a  few were studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;after school, gladys karthiga and i were copying the history mcq which shar wrote on the board. out of the whole class only three of us copied. mdm hassanah said those who wants to copy then copy. so ya. pabita and dhurrga were waiting for karthiga cause they were planning to go her house. when they found out that her mother is gonna be at home, they cook up so many excuses for karthiga to ask her mother out. it was so funny okay. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then dont know why ms francisco came to the class room. by then we have finished copying. so all of us were bitching and crapping. we had a great laugh. we stayed till 3 like that then went off. waited for ms francisco to finish marking two f's cme book then go off. and she called her mother to find out if she can get in to NUS. and she got into FASS sth like that la. so she went "MICHELLE MICHELLE! I GOT INTO NUS!" with all the bimbotic postures. hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so we went rm because we need to celebrate and she's gonna treat us. but me and gladys paid for our own la. boo. so, we had a great time there. we were laughing laughing laughing. i think we created a din there. so we saw two g's form and mrs annie ong. SCARY. not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i used ms francisco's phone, called riane, kimberly and alanna her sisters. SO FUNNY OKAY. alanna actually called back. cause i sort of miss call them. like when they ans i hang. funny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DHURRGA HAVE NICE HAIR! ms francisco thinks she's cool because she got into the COOL NUS. and gladys sleeps with her body upright. how weird huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;alright, i'm off to do my wonderful art. no la, actually its done by the great artist &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VANESSA FONG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she helped me draft out the topic i'm doing. so nice la, so 'll just have to transfer it to the a3 paper. its a tough job. oh, gladys found out and she asked her to help also. she's so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay, i'm off! taaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114622989716406925?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114622989716406925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114622989716406925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114622989716406925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114622989716406925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-slack-day.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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-8545034.post-114613930395249857</id><published>2006-04-27T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T05:01:44.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;recently, i've been wearing detached belt to school and till now, i havent been caught. yeah. today, during cd, i took yilin's pencil case. she didnt know all along when i took it for so long. then bel found out and asked me to tape all her stationeries. grace helped me with it cause she's got hell lot of things in there. after that i took her bag away to put her pencil case in there and put her bag back, she also dont know. so bel and grace were laughing laughing all the way. until yilin got home then she found out about it. lol! and she blamed bel cause she knew that bel was the one who instructed her to do it cause she always does it to yilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MS KOH-DEANNAH-JOAN-MS KOH!&lt;/span&gt; lol. deannah's gonna kill me if she sees this. BUT she doesnt know i've changed url, so i'm safe. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BIG DAY IS COMING! CHEER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545034-114613930395249857?l=mydognamepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/114613930395249857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545034&amp;postID=114613930395249857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114613930395249857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545034/posts/default/114613930395249857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydognamepoo.blogspot.com/2006/04/recently-ive-been-wearing-detached.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17217300726392383600</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>
