<?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-5454111531575538275</id><updated>2012-01-04T22:49:10.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Such Kaya</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-3452008100632752383</id><published>2010-03-25T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T03:43:10.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Within an hour.&lt;br /&gt;5 same dreams, consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Singapore was hit by a tsunami, 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;As if once wasnt enough, my dream "restarted" 4 times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3452008100632752383?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3452008100632752383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3452008100632752383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3452008100632752383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3452008100632752383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/had-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-5878174754407367784</id><published>2010-03-14T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:25:31.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets see, a summary of events that has been happening from my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Enrolled into Ngee Ann Poly.&lt;br /&gt;2)Bought a brand new laptop for schoolwork.(Its compulsary)&lt;br /&gt;3)Laughed at some people for not having a laptop cause they went to CJC.&lt;br /&gt;4)Been going back to school every tuesday for CCA.&lt;br /&gt;5)Registered in CLT course(for my CCA) only to hear that its being cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;6)Retook napfa for Event number 5.(and for those who are wondering, i failed miserably. Right, laugh all you want)&lt;br /&gt;7)Taught Lynn mathematics while back at school on tuesday.(theres something useful i did)&lt;br /&gt;8)Called Mr Tay(cool i got his number, now i can stalk)&lt;br /&gt;9)Watched Alice in Wonderland on the day i failed napfa with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;10)Went to JP's library to borrow more books on Healthcare and Parenting.&lt;br /&gt;11)Lied about borrowing Healthcare and Parenting books when i borrowed some adventure and mystery books.&lt;br /&gt;11)The statement below is a false.&lt;br /&gt;12)The sentence above is telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;13)And last, to end this post on an unlucky number 13, I blogged about my three months in 13 lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5878174754407367784?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5878174754407367784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5878174754407367784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5878174754407367784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5878174754407367784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-see-summary-of-events-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2537732328524630275</id><published>2010-02-03T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:41:25.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to Commonwealth for NCC, sooriyah asked mrs yue whether he could go back and she said that the seniors could go back to help. Sooriyah called yanxuan, yanxuan called me, and I called muzzafir. End up three seniors went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs yue was surprised because she meant sooriyah to turn up only...&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so anyway we went to school. My bus trip there cost me about $1.60 because there's no concession...&lt;br /&gt;The sec 1s are really cute, and eager to learn, but the rest of them are just about to give up already because NCC is tough, and it's their second training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2537732328524630275?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2537732328524630275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2537732328524630275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2537732328524630275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2537732328524630275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-back-to-commonwealth-for-ncc.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-7625019118655504727</id><published>2010-01-27T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:20:29.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got into my first choice&lt;br /&gt;Aerospace Technology at NgeeAnn Poly&lt;br /&gt;Haha lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some words, when the letters are rearranged gives you a different meaning:&lt;br /&gt;Dormitory -&gt; Dirty Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangelist -&gt; Evil's Agent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation -&gt; A Rope Ends It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Morse Code -&gt; Here Come Dots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slot Machines -&gt; Cash Lost In 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother in law -&gt; Woman Hitler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snooze Alarms -&gt; Alas no more Z's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Decimal Point -&gt; Im a dot in place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven plus two -&gt; Twelve plus one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-7625019118655504727?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7625019118655504727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=7625019118655504727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7625019118655504727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7625019118655504727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-into-my-first-choice-aerospace.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-5164479597183584715</id><published>2010-01-21T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:06:05.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 17th Birthday Atiqah!&lt;br /&gt;Four years have passed by so quickly, and now you're 17.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for forgetting your last birthday, lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5164479597183584715?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5164479597183584715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5164479597183584715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5164479597183584715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5164479597183584715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-17th-birthday-atiqah-four-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-8053290893227137372</id><published>2010-01-18T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:28:13.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where's Perry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry, you know you are a boy's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are more than just a passing trend.&lt;br /&gt;Your like a treat from a candy store,&lt;br /&gt;oh Perry, we love you more than ice cream cakes,&lt;br /&gt;We love you more than bugs and snakes,&lt;br /&gt;We love you more than all things mentioned before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Perry, you're extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Your kinda short and hairy.&lt;br /&gt;The colour of a blueberry.&lt;br /&gt;Yes Perry...&lt;br /&gt;So come home Perry,&lt;br /&gt;Come home Perry come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Perry,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's kinda scary,&lt;br /&gt;I can't find you anywhere-y&lt;br /&gt;It fills me with despair-y&lt;br /&gt;Oh Perry!&lt;br /&gt;I'm allergic to dairy&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna move to the prairie &lt;br /&gt;and change my name to Larry,&lt;br /&gt;So come home Perry,&lt;br /&gt;Come home Perry&lt;br /&gt;Come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8053290893227137372?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8053290893227137372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8053290893227137372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8053290893227137372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8053290893227137372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-perry-perry-you-know-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3932751392204660682</id><published>2010-01-12T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:36:19.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L1r5 14 points&lt;br /&gt;L1r4 8 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to be happy or not... I expected more than 20 for l1r5, and I wanted to get 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to poly so it doesn't matter, my Chinese got c6 again, booo. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng A1&lt;br /&gt;Amaths A1&lt;br /&gt;Emaths A1&lt;br /&gt;Physics A2&lt;br /&gt;Geog B3(OMG I still can't believe I failed midyear and the retest with F9)&lt;br /&gt;Chi C6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3932751392204660682?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3932751392204660682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3932751392204660682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3932751392204660682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3932751392204660682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/l1r5-14-points-l1r4-8-points-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-1548517339072701205</id><published>2010-01-03T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:07:23.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long holiday, much too long.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the reunion on the 5th jan, its sure to be very fun, seeing all my pri school mates and having a bbq together =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much to blog about my holidays, except that i have been trying to learn how to play Wait for You by Elliot Yamin on the piano, and i spent a whole 10 hours yesterday and the day before in Popular reading 2 irritatingly hard to find books from the library. Thanks Atiqah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great, being able to read finish the whole series of eight Alex Rider books by Anthony Horowitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out before 2pm today for lunch with my sisters and her sec 4 schoolmate at soul garden later, (Finally! some fun for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and my music is finally working! Time to share the joy of Phineas and Ferb Songs with the rest of my readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1548517339072701205?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1548517339072701205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1548517339072701205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1548517339072701205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1548517339072701205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-long-holiday-much-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-6964669338811216641</id><published>2009-12-26T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:07:41.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I found out that the closest I've been to a kiss in 5 years was in a dream I had today. FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6964669338811216641?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6964669338811216641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6964669338811216641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6964669338811216641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6964669338811216641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-found-out-that-closest-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2646384303502286589</id><published>2009-12-17T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:13:00.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should have known from how I felt when we were together, and even more when we were apart. You tiptoed in and you got under my skin, you snuck your way right into my heart. I put up barriers to shield my emotions, a wall which you could never break apart. Like a ninja above, repelling down from above, you snuck your way right into my heart. -LoveHandel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from a Genting trip with my relatives two days ago. The trip was 4 days 3 nights and we took a first class solitaire bus there together...:)&lt;br /&gt;First day there, the journey took about 7 hours. We checked in to room 4145 at hotel resort cause the rest of the rooms were not ready... After that, all 8 kiddos and the maid went to the bowling alley at first world hotel... But it was darn full. So the girls went shopping, and the guys + the fly went to the arcade. Haha, the fly being my annoying p3 cousin. That's why the maid followed us. The next few days were similar, the kiddos went bowling, played pool and snooker, watched princess and the frog( because ninja's assassin was m18), played blackjack, chi chess back in the hotel room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple of coffees from starbucks and the coffee bean too. I never tasted such nice coffee before, lol. I learnt how to play snooker and bowl properly this time. And I'm addicted to bowling already, even though I still suck at of mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about my pri school reunion and BBQ from 5th to 7th jan, and the 2-4 chalet and BBQ from 8th to 10th jan. I just hope it issnt going to be at the same place or I might just skip the 8th jan activities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2646384303502286589?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2646384303502286589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2646384303502286589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2646384303502286589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2646384303502286589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-should-have-known-from-how-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-5848276038387909128</id><published>2009-12-11T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:05:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, my cat peed on me and on the floor when I was trying to carry her into the toilet for a bath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5848276038387909128?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5848276038387909128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5848276038387909128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5848276038387909128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5848276038387909128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-my-cat-peed-on-me-and-on-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-500645899226422502</id><published>2009-12-10T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:45:26.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Malacca and Port Dickson for three days. The first day was spent mostly at malacca, starting with our lunch of hainanese chicken rice balls at jonker walk. For 3 people eating, we got a pretty good deal. The meal cost about 20 ringgit. After that my sisters and I loitered nearby and guess what? I saw Yasmine there too. Later on, while shopping with our parents, my sisters encountered their school teacher and I saw Yasmine again. :) the toys they sell at malacca was very original and looked fun. There was a shop selling all kinds of hats, from flowery hats to old farmer hats. Dint but one though, after my dad asked me what use it would be back in Singapore. In other words, don't buy on impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to port dickson during the evening and checked in to our chalet. God the chalet was big and old and musty. Haha there were 5 exits all around the 3 room chalet. Two led out the back, one out the front, and two more to the balcony. In one room, there was a huge cobweb hanging from the ceiling to the middle of the already dusty bed. Haha, end up 5 of us sleep in the master bedroom together, because the security there sucked. Hardly anyone stays there at all and the doors were insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update the rest the next time I blog, and I'm going to Malaysia again. This time to Genting with my cousins :) so don't message me until I'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-500645899226422502?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/500645899226422502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=500645899226422502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/500645899226422502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/500645899226422502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-malacca-and-port-dickson-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4999426053342927643</id><published>2009-12-03T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:46:43.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He watched her walk out of his life. Then he turned and followed the river, past the swans and off into the countryside. He dint stop. Nor did he look back. There was nothing really left to say. She brushed something out of her eye and he wondered if it might have been a tear. Somehow he knew that this was more than goodbye, that the two of them would never see each other again. There was no reason for it. That was just the way it was going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4999426053342927643?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4999426053342927643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4999426053342927643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4999426053342927643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4999426053342927643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-watched-her-walk-out-of-his-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2241937274080845712</id><published>2009-11-24T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:03:40.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was promotion night,&lt;br /&gt;Left the house at 4.15 to go to Lakeside MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, saw Charmaine wearing her home clothes...i thought it was her prom clothes lol.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for very long, and Atiqah finally was ready, so i cabbed to her house, and we went to Amara Hotel together.&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling sick in the cab tho, i guess i dint like the air freshener smell, gave me a bad headache throughout and i felt like... haha&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah did her hair up, and wore this very nice dress with gloves, made her look extremely outstanding, but she dint win the best dressed award though. Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Amara Hotel quite early, but we wernt the earliest there.&lt;br /&gt;the guys from 4/3 were there already, along with Atiqah's friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yangqin, Shengzhe, David, Belmen, Yici and I went up to the 3rd floor to look around before taking the lift to the 17th story to view the pool. Haha, the pool was huge! and on the 6th floor too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jacket made me look fat(it really does!) so i dint wear it until after the prom ended at 11pm for photo taking with the guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;But i still feel that, overall, the guys looked more prominent and outstanding than most of the girls, with all the Vests and tuxedos...Some really turned out handsome.&lt;br /&gt;Some girls looked awesome, most were okay, and there were a few ridiculous outfits too. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the games and activities they did on stage, its really the first time we get to interact with the teachers in a fun way, especially when mr Methias spat water all over the front table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did lots of photo taking with the 4/3 people, with Atiqah, with 4/4 guys at the back, and with NCC Mates! After the whole thing, Stacy requested me to take a picture with her, and so did Huishan...i never expected that at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a scolding from mum because the thing ended late, yet i stayed back to take photos. because the MRT was already closed, i cabbed home alone, it cost me $22.50, quite okay as compared to what i had in mind ($30). So im not complaining either. So its the last few days that the graduating students have a chance to gather together for a night of fun and games, the next time would be in January when we collect our O Level results. Goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2241937274080845712?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2241937274080845712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2241937274080845712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2241937274080845712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2241937274080845712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-promotion-night-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-5716885000801267957</id><published>2009-11-16T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:58:17.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its now my turn to fall sick...damn&lt;br /&gt;got the flu on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;The dentist was pleasant lol, not some scary monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, going to buy prom clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Marina Square, Domanchi&lt;br /&gt;Far East Plaza&lt;br /&gt;and Jurong Point as a last resort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post now,&lt;br /&gt;feeling very sick already.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams Readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5716885000801267957?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5716885000801267957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5716885000801267957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5716885000801267957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5716885000801267957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-now-my-turn-to-fall-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-6385905934433102520</id><published>2009-11-14T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:59:57.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being at home is getting really boring...&lt;br /&gt;The last paper seems like a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, suddenly, i feel that school is so much more fun,&lt;br /&gt;being around Jianlun and Jingyu,&lt;br /&gt;listening to jokes that Shiahleei make,&lt;br /&gt;talking about computer games with Zhengtat,&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the stairs to chat with Atiqah,&lt;br /&gt;even messaging Zhuoning from under the table, and trying not to get caught of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to all the things we discussed about doing after the O's?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, life gets boring,&lt;br /&gt;and the only things i look forward to is the movie im gonna watch with Atiqah next week(2012), the buying of prom stuff(I still dont know where to get them), Prom night itself(On 23rd Nov), and my planned Msia trip to Genting and somewhere else i forgot(with my cousins as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course! there is still Paranormal Activity. But its scheduled to be during our class chalet. And guess what? The person i dislike is going. Booo! So maybe im not going either. Because i really dont like that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the O level results to be out...i predict that my L1R5 is going to suck. Unless my geog and chinese miraculously improve. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing school, and all my friends already, im going crazy. Anti-social is not my thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6385905934433102520?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6385905934433102520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6385905934433102520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6385905934433102520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6385905934433102520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-at-home-is-getting-really-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3851735131828855624</id><published>2009-10-26T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:36:12.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just Talked on Facebook with my Pri School classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, he dint take his O'levels.&lt;br /&gt;Thats because he moved to Melbourne...&lt;br /&gt;and he dosent have his O levels.&lt;br /&gt;Next major exam? in two years. Something like out A levels.&lt;br /&gt;Then he'll go on to university.&lt;br /&gt;Subjects hes taking this year?&lt;br /&gt;English, Math, Chinese, Psychology, History.&lt;br /&gt;Lols, they also have all the other weird subjects like Sports Science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3851735131828855624?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3851735131828855624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3851735131828855624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3851735131828855624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3851735131828855624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-talked-on-facebook-with-my-pri.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-7780893254076371548</id><published>2009-10-26T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:46:22.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Strike one for english exam.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote on Question 3...lol&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know what it is,&lt;br /&gt;chec ur own paper.&lt;br /&gt;Dont be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who avoid me, are not worthy of me.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-5157330481716972483</id><published>2009-10-24T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:52:01.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On thursday, i lost the trust of my dear friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5157330481716972483?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5157330481716972483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5157330481716972483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5157330481716972483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5157330481716972483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-thursday-i-lost-trust-of-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-7237511731247067285</id><published>2009-10-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:41:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 days to O levels,&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, im stressed to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i still spend time playing.&lt;br /&gt;Monday,&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet zhuoning at the bus stop at her house at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;I reached at around 10am, and got myself lost walking around the place...&lt;br /&gt;ended up calling her to check where i was.&lt;br /&gt;Reached her house at 10.40am, she was watching Princess Protection Programme with her bro. My first impression of her bro? terrible&lt;br /&gt;She ended up watching the show till 11.50am, while i watched it and did some phy papers...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to taman jurong mcdonalds to have lunch, and started doing some work.&lt;br /&gt;She complained it was cold, even tho she had her jacket. Lol&lt;br /&gt;So she wanted to go to the cc nearby, since her bro just completed PSLE and got his friends over at his home making noise...&lt;br /&gt;The cc study room was extremely quiet....too quiet infact. But at least i got my work done.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to her house...omg. her bro plays dota the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning then played the piano, grade 3 i think. I only knew Fur Elise.&lt;br /&gt;[Fur Elise tells a story to me. . . everytime I﻿ listen to it, I think of a life story of love. lol Maybe its just me.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-7237511731247067285?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7237511731247067285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=7237511731247067285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7237511731247067285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7237511731247067285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-days-to-o-levels-frankly-im-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-1429036142865114707</id><published>2009-10-09T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:05:39.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mind is in such a whirl since the past 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I cant think straight.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even bother about the fagging O levels anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It just isnt right.&lt;br /&gt;Doing so many things,&lt;br /&gt;in such a short period of time,&lt;br /&gt;is driving me Nuts! NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;Expecting me to get it right the first time,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it is impossible,&lt;br /&gt;Its not OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Im on the verge of pulling out my hair,&lt;br /&gt;on the verge of breaking down emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Only now i understand what people mean by REGRET&lt;br /&gt;Turning back time dosent matter anymore,&lt;br /&gt;if i COULD! i would go back 4 fagging years and go t some other school where THIS is not happening,&lt;br /&gt;right now, right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1429036142865114707?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1429036142865114707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1429036142865114707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1429036142865114707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1429036142865114707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mind-is-in-such-whirl-since-past-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2588033979129279258</id><published>2009-09-28T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:13:27.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday,(after school)&lt;br /&gt;Was walking to the bus stop after CH remedial...&lt;br /&gt;saw Shengzhe, so i walked with him.&lt;br /&gt;At the traffic lights, we saw the bus come, but the dumb lights was still on red man.&lt;br /&gt;Shengzhe dashed across, because there was this real slow car coming...&lt;br /&gt;Then i took a step onto the road too, and the car suddenly PEEEEP!!! at me...lol&lt;br /&gt;I got shocked and stepped back quickly thinking, "Omg who's going so slow still peep at me..."&lt;br /&gt;Then the car drove slowly up and the driver wound down his windows...&lt;br /&gt;It was Mr Lianglu...omg...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shoot, shoot, im going to get detention for this..."i thought.&lt;br /&gt;But he only said, Ni Hao Da Dan Hor?&lt;br /&gt;meaning&lt;br /&gt;You're very daring right?&lt;br /&gt;He wasnt angry or anything lol...&lt;br /&gt;Siti was waiting for the lights, and she was laughing the whole time at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 2am, ran to the toilet and vomitted out my dinner and seaweed...&lt;br /&gt;Drank alot of soup for dinner, so i vomitted until i could hardly breathe...&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Black and Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3.10am AGAIN! Damn it, i expected this...Ran to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;vomitted out my lunch. Drank half cup of water slowly after that...&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Opague White and Abit Chunky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.40am, this time not to vomit. I was feeling very unwell, so i went out to the living room, hoping i wouldn't die there, since its the Living room and not the Dead room. Told my dad i had vomitted twice, and i also had a high fever. Drank a cup of water because i was dehydrated from the vomitting...Went back to Bed and my dad decided that i should not to go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am, Mum said she was going out to send mei to school, and dad to work. Right after she locked the main gate, i ren to the toilet to throw up some remaining foods in my stomach and the cup of water i drank. Drank another cup of water, and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Colourless white with small white solids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am, staggered to the kitchen, and grabbed a plastic bag. 3 seconds later, i vomitted into it. Drank half cup of water and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Yellowish and tasteless see through stomach liquids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum woke me up at 10am, She wanted me to bring me to the doctor...Omg how am i going to get there without vomitting all over? She gave me 3 plastic bags, and i walked slowly out of the door. Kitty wasn't there. Barely took 20 steps, and i squatted down and vomitted again.&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Yellowish see through bitter liquid. It tastes worse than all that chinese medicine...omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor finally saw me, he got abit freaked out and asked me to get up onto the bed to check me further...he took 3 blood pressure tests, read my heartbeat twice, from the left wrist, then the right wrist. And the results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Fever&lt;br /&gt;2)Headache&lt;br /&gt;3)Vomitting&lt;br /&gt;4)Seriously low Blood Pressure&lt;br /&gt;5)Extremely fast heart beat&lt;br /&gt;6)Bloated stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dint prescribe any medicine for me, instead he gave me a letter and told my mom to bring me to NUH's Accident and Emergency department immediately...because he dint know the cause of the low blood pressure...&lt;br /&gt;He said i could go into shock or smth... like i care... if i really get shocked, i wouldnt be able to witness myself vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home instead, mum said there were even more bacteria in the air at the hospital...Dad came home too, after mum called.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the people who wished me well, Jianlun, Zhuoning, Jingyu. They actually realised i wasn't at school that day lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2588033979129279258?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2588033979129279258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2588033979129279258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2588033979129279258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2588033979129279258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursdayafter-school-was-walking-to-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8659816449049926795</id><published>2009-09-19T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:59:08.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time since i touched the computer...&lt;br /&gt;im sure my sis will scold me when shes back, because im using her com right now, hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tham gave english homework,&lt;br /&gt;a report writing,&lt;br /&gt;totally forgot about it until i was bathing,&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking " Oh shoot, damn it how am i going to finish this"&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Did it at 11pm+, i think i wrote it very well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am+&lt;br /&gt;Messaged Minyi as usual,&lt;br /&gt;she was asleep already i guess,&lt;br /&gt;whoops...&lt;br /&gt;Some people are deep sleepers,&lt;br /&gt;some are not.&lt;br /&gt;Im both actually,&lt;br /&gt;Told CZN to wake me up at 3am, because she was waking up to do her report writing too...&lt;br /&gt;So she messaged, and i woke instantly lor, haha&lt;br /&gt;played with the ipod till 4am, then messaged her G'night and slept...&lt;br /&gt;That night i dreamt of holding some nachos and burning down 3 theatres...&lt;br /&gt;it was GV i think, because the seats were comfy..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, dreamt of picking up my cat and cradling her(this is total crap, my cat will scratch me if i try to pick her up in real life) to visit my 4th floor neighbours...for what reason i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Weichen's birthday yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Weichen and Atrina was there, Pekko, Divesh, Val, Hanshi and Elaine was there too, the rest i dont know their names..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave WC his present...hehehe and Elaine played with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are over,&lt;br /&gt;My results sucked...&lt;br /&gt;But im still happy coz i improved =)&lt;br /&gt;For 2 years, i failed amath...and i got C6 this time Mwahahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8659816449049926795?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8659816449049926795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8659816449049926795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8659816449049926795'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to watch G-Force with my youngest sister and her friend, Kelly at west mall.&lt;br /&gt;The guinea pigs are so cute and adorable...haha&lt;br /&gt;and the ending was unexpected but it turned out very touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the arcade after that, they took some neoprints...&lt;br /&gt;my sister asked me,&lt;br /&gt;Kor, you taking neoprints with us ar?&lt;br /&gt;No leh, u want me to join u ar?&lt;br /&gt;No, u go away, me and kelly take together....&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister told my mum about the girlfriend thing,&lt;br /&gt;my mum just gave me "The Talk"...&lt;br /&gt;wonder who's parents give their kids The Talk anymore...&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing much to say to you anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-9005087485047573002?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-6087009038250525779</id><published>2009-09-05T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:38:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday night,&lt;br /&gt;came home&lt;br /&gt;fking fking fking fking pissed off with someone.&lt;br /&gt;super bad mood now because of what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Asked people how to go to West Coast Plaza...&lt;br /&gt;end up is Zhuoning and Yeemun tell me that i can take shuttlebus or 198 from clementi, or take 176 there. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, saw yulya coming out... lol&lt;br /&gt;she was surprised to see me, &amp; i asked her where sakae was..&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the place while waiting for 'em to come.&lt;br /&gt;Read Mr Midnight books at popular too.&lt;br /&gt;3PM, met Jingyu, Deyun, YiQing, Shiahleei, Joanna and Zhiyuan to eat at sakae sushi...&lt;br /&gt;I brought my chickie along,&lt;br /&gt;end up jingyu take and stuff its head.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed till around 6+&lt;br /&gt;Shiahleei ate alot...&lt;br /&gt;i ate quite little...mostly is SL order and we share lor haha&lt;br /&gt;Walked to West Coast Park, Shiahleei lifted Zhiyuan, and he plucked a coconut right off the tree...it was'nt even ripe...lol&lt;br /&gt;Sat down at the gabions there to watch the sea, then we carved our names onto the huge green nut.&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyuan had tuition then, so he left our company...&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us sat around till it was dark, before going to the McDonalds there,&lt;br /&gt;i used the toilet, did something crazy, and some random guy laughed at me because he saw what i did...haha&lt;br /&gt;Chat with each other there till 8pm+ and i called my sis to ask her for movie timings,&lt;br /&gt;so end up we took bus to JP, wanted to watch Where got ghost at 9.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;We passed zhuoning's house, and i think one of us almost called her to say we were downstairs, then make her go down.&lt;br /&gt;Threw away the dumb coconut at JP because people were starin all over.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed screaming with people during the movie lols, got a bunch of noisy girls behind us keep screaming at the scary part, so i screamed for fun too lols.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they disturbed YiQing and Joanna.&lt;br /&gt;Show ended at 11.38pm&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the MRT station, the service leader tell me theres no train service to CCK, so i called my dad to pick me, well, hes a nice guy, and my parents love me.&lt;br /&gt;I was comparing with ZN to see whos parents love who more, she told me her parents would think its a bother to pick her up if she asked them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, messaged people goodnight...&lt;br /&gt;Minyi actually replied me at 12.30am...&lt;br /&gt;she said she was playing with her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched finished Saw 4 and House of Wax already. One was gore, the other was horror. Saw 4 really scared me like crap...lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6087009038250525779?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6087009038250525779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6087009038250525779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6087009038250525779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6087009038250525779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-night-came-home-fking-fking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3113980148124228232</id><published>2009-08-29T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:27:50.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams were sort of okay,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be a killer...&lt;br /&gt;but hey, except that i screwed up chinese, the rest went pretty well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i found a new series of exciting books to read,&lt;br /&gt;so i've been going to the library often&lt;br /&gt;and to popular too!&lt;br /&gt;There are new Mr Midnight books haha&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Just ate my lunch alone at KFC,&lt;br /&gt;ate the Value something box meal, cost me $7.00 lol&lt;br /&gt;Then my sis came to lot 1 to order mcdonalds take away for lunch at home...&lt;br /&gt;so i bought the $2.70 ice cream, some choc mc flurry... i know, im a glutton hahas&lt;br /&gt;Then Zhuoning msged me, said that samantha invited me to watch a movie with them...&lt;br /&gt;either BandSlam at 2.40pm at lot 1, or the Proposal at 3pm at West Mall...&lt;br /&gt;Band slam sounds lame to me, so i watched the proposal...since Atiqah said the trailer was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was eating my icecream halfway, and reading my borrowed book,&lt;br /&gt;when Zhuoning said they were at lot 1's roof garden...&lt;br /&gt;so i went up there, and sat down to finish my ice cream... dint see them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for quite awhile, before getting up and finding them...&lt;br /&gt;turns out they were at the other side of the play area. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the way down, they did window shopping,&lt;br /&gt;and i got to know a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;Samantha! lol, i dint know her that well before.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my first impression was that she was more lively than Zhuoning. Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached West Mall with 7minutes to spare&lt;br /&gt;bought tickets and Zhuoning bought popcorn...&lt;br /&gt;then we settled into the second last row, L3 L4 L5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darn air con was so cold...i dint bring my jacket, because i dint expect to go watch a movie anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was nice, a comedy. But it dint have enough drama..except for the part when two of them were naked, and they banged into each other...the show is PG..&lt;br /&gt;I brought along enough money, and Zhuoning dint...&lt;br /&gt;so i gave her $7 for the popcorn she wanted...&lt;br /&gt;and i got a free icecream...&lt;br /&gt;i dint want it...so darn full already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the show was over, we went to the library to borrow books...&lt;br /&gt;my sister's friend called me(long story)&lt;br /&gt;and the librarian told me that phones weren't allowed in the library...much like at school. lols&lt;br /&gt;So i went out an talked...&lt;br /&gt;Came back into the library...&lt;br /&gt;Sam alr borrowed 5 books, and Zhuoning was still choosing-.-&lt;br /&gt;end up, she borrowed 1 book with Sam's library card, and 1 book with my EZlink...&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the MRT station and said goodbye to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home alone,&lt;br /&gt;read finished my book, and felt sick...&lt;br /&gt;maybe because of the air con at the cinema...&lt;br /&gt;now i got a mild flu...omg&lt;br /&gt;Tried sleeping, but my blankets just got warmer and warmer...&lt;br /&gt;so i tossed in bed for about 2 hours...&lt;br /&gt;got up, ate dinner, then bathed, before messaging people with goodnight, sweet dreams, lalala and then i slept...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i got some random dreams tho,&lt;br /&gt;woke up and wondered if i was in reality or dreamland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3113980148124228232?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3113980148124228232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3113980148124228232' title='0 Comments'/><link 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i think.&lt;br /&gt;I got the one on Disabled people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 22nd August.6pm+&lt;br /&gt;talked to Atiqah,&lt;br /&gt;about the thing that has been bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt emotionally, from one of the messages she sent me&lt;br /&gt;She gave another completely different perspective from what i heard.&lt;br /&gt;Why is Jianlun behaving so, hostile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to see Orphan later,&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be alone,&lt;br /&gt;So many people dint wanna go,&lt;br /&gt;Now its only SL accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to minyi,&lt;br /&gt;told her what was bothering me too.&lt;br /&gt;She dint wanna talk over the phone,&lt;br /&gt;and asked me to message instead.&lt;br /&gt;I freaked her out abit i guess, but im freaked out even more.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things she said made me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Atiqah said made sense,&lt;br /&gt;yet it is so contradicting,&lt;br /&gt;its like the human brain,&lt;br /&gt;2 halves,&lt;br /&gt;opposing the other.&lt;br /&gt;We are able to see both sides of the picture, why it is, and why it issnt.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder humans start wars with each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-622050355992091590?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/622050355992091590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=622050355992091590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/622050355992091590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/622050355992091590'/><link 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for me to choose&lt;br /&gt;No wrong moves&lt;br /&gt;Cause I just don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;What I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's up to me&lt;br /&gt;It's not up to you&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna go crazy&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I bend into what I'm not?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not about to compromise who I am&lt;br /&gt;Just so I can blend right in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear it all&lt;br /&gt;It's my life to live it&lt;br /&gt;Live it just the way I want&lt;br /&gt;I'm never holding back&lt;br /&gt;I'm done not standing out&lt;br /&gt;They say "Never" and I say "Right now!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5329984665263147822?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-7203449943852507471</id><published>2009-08-14T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:01:07.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning at school,&lt;br /&gt;Helped 4/3 arrange the tables back to their places...&lt;br /&gt;when i was putting back one of the collapsible doors,&lt;br /&gt;someone else use another and accidentally closed it on me...&lt;br /&gt;now the 4 fingers are hurting haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon said his table got 2more spaces not filed up,&lt;br /&gt;so he asked if jianlun and i wanted to take it...&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun's not going already,&lt;br /&gt;so i asked jingyu instead...&lt;br /&gt;end up she already got a table for 5 girls...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn hard to choose, being with one friend? or the other?&lt;br /&gt;How do i put it?&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;came home,&lt;br /&gt;and minyi told me something about 17/20 seats?&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messaged leon just now,&lt;br /&gt;told him i'll join his table.&lt;br /&gt;Now theres this feeling of uneasiness in me,&lt;br /&gt;from the time i pressed that send button.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what makes me like this...&lt;br /&gt;maybe its being the only 4/4 in a group of 4/3 people?&lt;br /&gt;If not, maybe its because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Or what you did, no?&lt;br /&gt;I dint even understand why no one called me at first&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, poof?&lt;br /&gt;i am stuck between two friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell am i supposed to decide,&lt;br /&gt;and no, it does not make me feel better if u ask me to go join them lar&lt;br /&gt;Not even related to the question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5950819956787556249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5950819956787556249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-hard-to-decide-right-between-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4400459761526969326</id><published>2009-08-09T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:23:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parents made me go out to Zhu Lin Shi temple at 8am this morning-.-&lt;br /&gt;because at 9am got chanting...&lt;br /&gt;so we donned black robes and went into the room...&lt;br /&gt;first time experience...XD&lt;br /&gt;started to nian jing for like 2hours...until 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went down to 2nd floor to get sth to eat...&lt;br /&gt;my parents and ahma and i just finished eating,&lt;br /&gt;then Jeremy came over and said hi...&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;I dint know Jeremy goes to the same temple as me...&lt;br /&gt;The last time i saw someone else at a temple is Shengzhe at some place where they put my late ahma's ashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was messaging Jianlun and Minyi and Zhuoning...&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun was laughing at me...&lt;br /&gt;because my parents made me go out-.-&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minyi's grandma is a volunteer at the temple i went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning say something about waking up late and sleeping late...&lt;br /&gt;then say her beauty sleep will make her more beautiful...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my parents can eat so much...&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast &gt; Nian jing &gt; Brunch @ 12pm &gt; eat 1 more bowl of tao huey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, time to go!&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired...so i told zhuoning i was going to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;and she dint let me.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;All the wrong guesses...&lt;br /&gt;i dint get much sleep either.&lt;br /&gt;phone was vibrating so many times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home,&lt;br /&gt;slept all the way to 8+pm.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, and realised that got NDP...&lt;br /&gt;turned on the TV and taadaa!&lt;br /&gt;National Anthem ending,&lt;br /&gt;then Credits...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4400459761526969326?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-622748314655984221</id><published>2009-08-07T11:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:56:49.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National day celebrations today...&lt;br /&gt;celebrate in class..i thought it would end up boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national anthem lyrics were displayed, and for once, my whole class really sung&lt;br /&gt;Although it was more like shouting the words, so i couldnt hear the PA system...&lt;br /&gt;Same for the Pledge.&lt;br /&gt;One of the male emcees screwed up one of the lines he was supposed to read...&lt;br /&gt;and the laughter was deafening..&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games were fun though,&lt;br /&gt;our group tied with group 3, because nicol from my group went and helped them...&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;Then there was another round for my group and group 3...&lt;br /&gt;end up we lose =(&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearbook have alot of the current sec 4s pictures,&lt;br /&gt;probably because we're leaving next year...&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures look funny...&lt;br /&gt;so many poses XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissal,&lt;br /&gt;Went out of the class, saw 4/3 taking class photo...&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah told me that 4/2 took class photos also, but they dint notice she wasn't there, because Atiqah had MT class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/4 dint have picture taking...&lt;br /&gt;thats a good thing maybe,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i took my own pictures after dismissal too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SnukW5TDClI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L2Rn2eCaf9c/s1600-h/Image0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SnukW5TDClI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L2Rn2eCaf9c/s320/Image0008.jpg" border="0" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul-KdGCwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/YnF1n0Qv79o/s1600-h/Image0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul-KdGCwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/YnF1n0Qv79o/s320/Image0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367065868318935810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul9zPnYGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6hWvkVVLBMM/s1600-h/Image0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul9zPnYGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6hWvkVVLBMM/s320/Image0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367065862088384610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul-bssGFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K_ojYWLGMB4/s1600-h/Image0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Snul-bssGFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K_ojYWLGMB4/s320/Image0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367065872947746898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Jianlun, Wanxin &amp; Minyi dint wanna take pictures... so dont have&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;The Cat picture is random...my cat just likes sitting on me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-622748314655984221?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/622748314655984221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=622748314655984221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-5910085059806514882</id><published>2009-08-05T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:22:15.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning,&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting, for someone.&lt;br /&gt;Siti came over and said Hi to me,&lt;br /&gt;really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy came over too, asked why i dint go back class...&lt;br /&gt;he looks abit pissed off,&lt;br /&gt;just like me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay finally allowed us to sit in pairs...&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna sit with that guy man...&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her, if i could sit separated from him,&lt;br /&gt;because he keeps turning around to talk.&lt;br /&gt;She finally said to joey&lt;br /&gt;"No one seems to want to sit with nicol, you talk to him right? How about i put nicol with you, and kean can sit with weisong instead"&lt;br /&gt;then she said ok...&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Tay said to me&lt;br /&gt;"Now u got a nice guai girl sitting with you...can dont sit separated?"&lt;br /&gt;like changing places will help...&lt;br /&gt;Now, i sit front row, with pekhua.&lt;br /&gt;Deyun is sitting with nicol,&lt;br /&gt;kean and joey are still together.&lt;br /&gt;I think i become cock eye liao,&lt;br /&gt;but at least im no longer sitting with that eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog...mdm Ros said those who failed geog had to stay back on thursday for the night study...then i have tuition from 7 to 9 on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;so she said those who wanted to see if we have to stay back tmr to find her during recess...&lt;br /&gt;11am couldnt find her...&lt;br /&gt;1125am i went to find her,&lt;br /&gt;called her outside the HOD room,&lt;br /&gt;then she called me in and scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;Since i dint do her homework...&lt;br /&gt;end up she talk to me for like a half hour,&lt;br /&gt;in which Mr Koh was going through our spa skill 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed physics for 30mins...&lt;br /&gt;managed to catch the important points of the lesson though.&lt;br /&gt;Walking back to class at 12pm is definately not pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Walking past the classes, you get stares...&lt;br /&gt;like im contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Walking past teachers, you also get stares...&lt;br /&gt;like that kind of "Why are you not in class now?" look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry,&lt;br /&gt;was okay.&lt;br /&gt;The subjest is okay.&lt;br /&gt;its the group work that we are supposed to do thats FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;Group work, 4 people,&lt;br /&gt;front row turn around right?&lt;br /&gt;sitting with nicol OR Pekhua is totally different.&lt;br /&gt;THEY FUCKING MOVE AND MOVE AND GOD DAMN WHAT THE TEACHER SAYS!&lt;br /&gt;why? because those 3 become those 4.&lt;br /&gt;Now they are inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Im partnerless.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to join with other random people around the class who dont have groups also.&lt;br /&gt;Then ali called me to join them,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ali, very much.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand my other classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to have fun groupwork at my previous seat.&lt;br /&gt;nadzrie, Azrin, Zhuoning, and me, while ali sometimes come over and joined our group.&lt;br /&gt;Nadzrie and Azrin makes all the fun, but we manage to get our work done.&lt;br /&gt;With other groups, its either all talk, or all work(though its not likely)&lt;br /&gt;sitting in my seat now, makes me FUCKING DREADING ANY KIND OF GROUPWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;Maths banding...&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't any banding...&lt;br /&gt;so ms tay wanted to go through xinmin sec P1 first, something that we were supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;She started off by scolding the class, and sort of demanding those who dint do to go and get a AMaths drop form from the office.&lt;br /&gt;Muzzafir went,&lt;br /&gt;Nadzrie went,&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyuan just sit there and listen to her scold him...but refused to get out of class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ms tay's patience has finally worn out,&lt;br /&gt;everytime she is walking to our class,&lt;br /&gt;she probably think of 4/4 and she starts feeling miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;was the one that made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;All my readers,&lt;br /&gt;take 5mins to listen to this song carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Just 5 minutes, and tag me how u felt after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's A Place In&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;And I Know That It Is Love&lt;br /&gt;And This Place Could&lt;br /&gt;Be Much&lt;br /&gt;Brighter Than Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And If You Really Try&lt;br /&gt;You'll Find There's No Need &lt;br /&gt;To Cry&lt;br /&gt;In This Place You'll Feel&lt;br /&gt;There's No Hurt Or Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are Ways&lt;br /&gt;To Get There&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Little Space&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Want To Know Why&lt;br /&gt;There's A Love That&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Lie&lt;br /&gt;Love Is Strong&lt;br /&gt;It Only Cares For&lt;br /&gt;Joyful Giving&lt;br /&gt;If We Try&lt;br /&gt;We Shall See&lt;br /&gt;In This Bliss&lt;br /&gt;We Cannot Feel&lt;br /&gt;Fear Or Dread&lt;br /&gt;We Stop Existing And&lt;br /&gt;Start Living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then It Feels That Always&lt;br /&gt;Love's Enough For&lt;br /&gt;Us Growing&lt;br /&gt;So Make A Better World&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Dream We Were&lt;br /&gt;Conceived In&lt;br /&gt;Will Reveal A Joyful Face&lt;br /&gt;And The World We&lt;br /&gt;Once Believed In&lt;br /&gt;Will Shine Again In Grace&lt;br /&gt;Then Why Do We Keep&lt;br /&gt;Strangling Life&lt;br /&gt;Wound This Earth&lt;br /&gt;Crucify Its Soul&lt;br /&gt;Though It's Plain To See&lt;br /&gt;This World Is Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Be God's Glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Could Fly So High&lt;br /&gt;Let Our Spirits Never Die&lt;br /&gt;In My Heart&lt;br /&gt;I Feel You Are All&lt;br /&gt;My Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Create A World With&lt;br /&gt;No Fear&lt;br /&gt;Together We'll Cry&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tears&lt;br /&gt;See The Nations Turn&lt;br /&gt;Their Swords&lt;br /&gt;Into Plowshares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Could Really Get There&lt;br /&gt;If You Cared Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Little Space&lt;br /&gt;To Make A Better Place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World&lt;br /&gt;Make It A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;And The Entire Human Race&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are People Dying&lt;br /&gt;If You Care Enough&lt;br /&gt;For The Living&lt;br /&gt;Make A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;For You And For Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5910085059806514882?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5910085059806514882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5910085059806514882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5910085059806514882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5910085059806514882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-i-was-waiting-for-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8065591974370835394</id><published>2009-08-04T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:29:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday,&lt;br /&gt;was a terrible day.&lt;br /&gt;What happened, is a secret.&lt;br /&gt;It made me think much too.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up late,&lt;br /&gt;was messaging Zhuoning.&lt;br /&gt;She takes irritatingly long to reply messages...&lt;br /&gt;like, when your about to doze off...it rings.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Messaged halfway.&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun messaged me," Are u still awake?"&lt;br /&gt;and i called him back.&lt;br /&gt;The conversation wasn't pleasant at all,&lt;br /&gt;it was so surprising,&lt;br /&gt;and it kinda shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked myself for thinking,&lt;br /&gt;should i, or should i not.&lt;br /&gt;But i made my stand already,&lt;br /&gt;and you know the reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want me to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;dont need to go all out,&lt;br /&gt;because Family and Friendship are the most important things.&lt;br /&gt;Not my happiness comes first.&lt;br /&gt;If i suffer, and everyone else is happy, then im okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;If everyone else hates me, because im the only one happy,&lt;br /&gt;then i cant stay happy forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday also,&lt;br /&gt;2.4 retest for Zhengtat, Deyun, Charmaine and Zhuoning.&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun and i were pacing Zhengtat from the start...&lt;br /&gt;the others at the back were like so...alone.&lt;br /&gt;No one followed them hahas.&lt;br /&gt;So i waited and paced the last person, Zhuoning...&lt;br /&gt;omg, no offence, she runs very slow.&lt;br /&gt;Deyun was walking, i think...&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning dint overtake him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Still she dint walk, thats good, haha&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Zhengtat passed by a wholesome 15 secs i think,&lt;br /&gt;and Charmaine passed too.&lt;br /&gt;Now left Zhuoning and Deyun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking into the school after the 2.4,&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning sprained her ankle...&lt;br /&gt;and there was some kinda fuss about it...haha&lt;br /&gt;like calling for medics and bring her a chair and wanting to call people to carry the chair while she sat down...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Lynn's blog:&lt;br /&gt;a broken relationship is like a wound.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts really badly.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, its so severe that it bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;but after a while, a scab will grow.&lt;br /&gt;but if you pick at that scab&lt;br /&gt;the wound will reopen,&lt;br /&gt;and the blood will come out again&lt;br /&gt;and it'll hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;the blood is like all the misery from the past.&lt;br /&gt;the more you open a wound&lt;br /&gt;the longer it'll take to heal&lt;br /&gt;a relationship is like that.&lt;br /&gt;once its broken,&lt;br /&gt;you've just got to let it heal slowly,&lt;br /&gt;and not insist on picking at it and trying to salvage the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;because in the end,&lt;br /&gt;the misery will come back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8065591974370835394?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8065591974370835394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8065591974370835394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8065591974370835394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8065591974370835394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-was-terrible-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4909446485741978126</id><published>2009-08-02T06:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:37:19.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was reading my storybook and listening to music at 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to describe it,&lt;br /&gt;this immense feeling of sadness just came over me,&lt;br /&gt;for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;the story,&lt;br /&gt;and the unnerving song&lt;br /&gt;made me just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;Messaged Jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;his reply was calming,&lt;br /&gt;yet i keep feeling this Sadness in me&lt;br /&gt;I turned off my music, closed my book.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out the lights,&lt;br /&gt;tried to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;but the music was there,&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like your heart is getting broken,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of stabbing knives in your heart&lt;br /&gt;I cried, then&lt;br /&gt;into my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;Never have i ever cried this hard for no reason before.&lt;br /&gt;Im Sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4909446485741978126?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4909446485741978126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4909446485741978126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4909446485741978126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4909446485741978126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/was-reading-my-storybook-and-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2590901208926725239</id><published>2009-07-30T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:24:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night Study yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch in the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;yiqing took the longest...&lt;br /&gt;we chatted over lunch...&lt;br /&gt;afterthat, we went up to the 3rd floor,&lt;br /&gt;see ms tay scold the guys for keeping basketballs in the fire hose thingy there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back down to the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;Lynn msged me,&lt;br /&gt;said she couldn't do her amaths...&lt;br /&gt;Her amaths in modulus graphs...&lt;br /&gt;they still doing the V shaped mod graphs...&lt;br /&gt;its been a long tme since we did that-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner at Teban gardens.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't really dinner...&lt;br /&gt;just bought big gulp and some other stuff-that-will-make-us-fat-if-we-eat-alot&lt;br /&gt;and just stood inside the 7-11, lol.&lt;br /&gt;We stood inside, and drank our big gulp and chat...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;now i think about it,&lt;br /&gt;the lady at the counter might be thinking: "what the hell are they doing?!"&lt;br /&gt;Bought fries after that, and went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started doing work at around 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu, Yiqing, Charmaine, Deyun, and i.&lt;br /&gt;I did the Physics TYS, like 6 topics in total.&lt;br /&gt;Zn joined us at around 7pm,&lt;br /&gt;and she brought her white jacket...&lt;br /&gt;and was complaining, because we dint go into the library, so she had no use for it...and dint want it to get dirty...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;She said "Why did i even bring my jacket?"&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;why do i bring MY jacket everyday? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised,&lt;br /&gt;that when girls dislike someone,&lt;br /&gt;they dislike them to the core...&lt;br /&gt;and they go all out to annoy the person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2590901208926725239?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2590901208926725239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2590901208926725239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2590901208926725239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2590901208926725239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-study-yesterday-ate-lunch-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-1733942794939700934</id><published>2009-07-28T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:33:28.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just now got a lady screamed 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;the screams were abit muffled,&lt;br /&gt;so my dad went to look out the window,&lt;br /&gt;and he spotted a car parked opposite the road.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad and mum and sis went downstairs,&lt;br /&gt;and my mum was so paranoid,&lt;br /&gt;and said something about girls hanging out with guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just came back,&lt;br /&gt;Dad said that there were a couple of NTU people hanging out at the army camp opposite(?)&lt;br /&gt;then he said he asked them to please keep quiet...&lt;br /&gt;but they are still screaming...&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change phone to N6500 soon,&lt;br /&gt;my N6288 has stayed with me too long already,&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;brought it to school...&lt;br /&gt;whole day couldn't get it to work,&lt;br /&gt;turn it on,&lt;br /&gt;it load load load then off by itself...&lt;br /&gt;apparently wasted my whole full battery also,&lt;br /&gt;so i had to charge it 3 times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning,&lt;br /&gt;in school,&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to sit with Shanny,&lt;br /&gt;ali wanted my seat,&lt;br /&gt;because mingrui complain like ****&lt;br /&gt;and he said ali duno what bullshit,&lt;br /&gt;so ms tay was changing places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then!&lt;br /&gt;in class,&lt;br /&gt;Shanny changed the seating arrangement again,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay wanted ali to sit with nicol,&lt;br /&gt;and zhiyuan sit beside mingrui.&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyuan was totally cool about it,&lt;br /&gt;Nicol shouted right into Ms Tay's face&lt;br /&gt;"What the Fark! NO!"&lt;br /&gt;how disrespectful&lt;br /&gt;and Ali also refused to sit with nicol,&lt;br /&gt;i can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole class was uncooperative,&lt;br /&gt;because Ali had to sit infront and&lt;br /&gt;hardly anyone wants to sit with mingrui&lt;br /&gt;Ali shouted at Ms tay and protested&lt;br /&gt;because it was mingrui who started the stupid thing,&lt;br /&gt;because it was mingrui who was complaining, not ali&lt;br /&gt;so why, should ali have to change seats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ms Tay said about something about defiance of teachers...&lt;br /&gt;and it would affect his testimonial or sth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the maths time practice,&lt;br /&gt;Ms tay asked me if i could let ali take my seat,&lt;br /&gt;i sit with nicol(eww!)&lt;br /&gt;and zhiyuan sit with mingrui...&lt;br /&gt;No choice lo...&lt;br /&gt;whatever the teacher says, goes...&lt;br /&gt;although i really dislike him,&lt;br /&gt;because he keeps talking and talking non stop.&lt;br /&gt;its fking irritating, when the class is noisy,&lt;br /&gt;and his fking high pitch voice pierces through the air...&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;"JOEY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im gonna sit with nicol...&lt;br /&gt;but if he really pisses me off...one more time,&lt;br /&gt;by turning around, or by shouting infront,&lt;br /&gt;i will F***ing scold the shit out of him,&lt;br /&gt;thats how much i have tried tolerating....&lt;br /&gt;That guy is JANK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its all because of mingrui.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting pleasantly with azrin,&lt;br /&gt;and this has to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't the seating changed once?&lt;br /&gt;some dumb bitches totally ignored the new plan..&lt;br /&gt;and insisted on changing seats to sit with each other?&lt;br /&gt;now those 3 make so much fking noise,&lt;br /&gt;i dont see why i have no reason to ask them to shut up one day...&lt;br /&gt;then it will be embarassing for you,&lt;br /&gt;u had it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the usual chair at the stairs in the morning today,&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting there, for someone.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting there, to think of something.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting there, to see what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Siti came,&lt;br /&gt;and told me the class doors were unlocked, and asked whether i wanted to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Yiqing came from class,&lt;br /&gt;asked if i was okay, said i looked scary, and asked if i wanted to go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Azizan walked past,&lt;br /&gt;saw me sitting there, and said good morning to me, and told me the classroom door was unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu passed by too,&lt;br /&gt;She also asked if i wanted to go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun came,&lt;br /&gt;quite late already, at around 7am...&lt;br /&gt;but i was still waiting, for you.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to class with Jianlun then...&lt;br /&gt;who cares about waiting anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3406953253951702621</id><published>2009-07-27T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:09:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phone gonna screw up...everytime it turns off,&lt;br /&gt;i take like 4 to 6 hours trying and trying to turn it on&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3406953253951702621?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-6869452320627313482</id><published>2009-07-25T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:24:20.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear it at all&lt;br /&gt;It's my life to live&lt;br /&gt;I live it just the way I want&lt;br /&gt;I'm never holding back&lt;br /&gt;I'm done not standing out&lt;br /&gt;They say never and I say right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;What I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;It's for me to choose&lt;br /&gt;No more rules&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;What I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's up to me&lt;br /&gt;It's not up to you&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna go crazy&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6869452320627313482?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6869452320627313482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6869452320627313482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6869452320627313482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6869452320627313482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-can-say-what-they-like-i-dont-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4899980048196963370</id><published>2009-07-24T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:33:41.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Its a fun day...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JP with jianlun to eat the Buddy Meal.&lt;br /&gt;End up,&lt;br /&gt;i eat slow,&lt;br /&gt;so he screwed up my mashed potato(end up got pepsi inside)&lt;br /&gt;and he screwed my cheese fries(also got pepsi and mashed potatoes)&lt;br /&gt;Almost got my drink too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekko called jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;and asked for me...&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;call jianlun? haha&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to watch NC16 movie with nicol, joey and his beloved KEAN!&lt;br /&gt;so he was really desperate...&lt;br /&gt;and since hes 15...only,&lt;br /&gt;he called to borrow my EZLink...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We messed with him,&lt;br /&gt;told him we thought he wanted to go West Mall,&lt;br /&gt;then told him we changed our minds last minute and went to west mall instead...&lt;br /&gt;and i sorta scolded him...&lt;br /&gt;and freaked him out.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;We waited for them to come up the escalator,&lt;br /&gt;and we want down...&lt;br /&gt;escaped Pekko! lols&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't find us&lt;br /&gt;because we ran to the other escalator to go to GV there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way,&lt;br /&gt;saw Jordan and Huiying,&lt;br /&gt;they were walking, together,&lt;br /&gt;so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;to watch a movie together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of sec 4 commonwealthians were there...&lt;br /&gt;because of liverpool thingy going on.&lt;br /&gt;Not a huge fan of soccer,&lt;br /&gt;so i dun really care,&lt;br /&gt;except that there was a huge crowd blocking my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning dint know my number then,&lt;br /&gt;so SOMEONE! took my phone and messaged her loads of sickly sweet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then she got so confused...&lt;br /&gt;"Right. I don't recognise your number. Are you bin's friend? I'm not bin, lol"&lt;br /&gt;then i sent one message...&lt;br /&gt;JUST ONE!&lt;br /&gt;damn,&lt;br /&gt;jianlun's the mastermind =(&lt;br /&gt;i send one and she said this&lt;br /&gt;"Hi weisong. I should've known. No one else has perfect spelling with capital letters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone messaged summore sickly sweet stuff...&lt;br /&gt;so here are the messages i got&lt;br /&gt;"Thinking how to tear you into pieces =) sweet right."&lt;br /&gt;"I swear i'll murder you tmr -.-"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh right tmr's sat. I'll kill you on monday."&lt;br /&gt;"You got nothing better to do right =)"&lt;br /&gt;"-.- if your mouth's so sweet try valerie"&lt;br /&gt;"like i duno"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about all-.-&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i had a day filled with fun, haha&lt;br /&gt;teasing pek =X and zhuoning =X&lt;br /&gt;and she found out my number anyway-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're here, theres nothing I fear,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that my heart will go on&lt;br /&gt;Well stay forever this way&lt;br /&gt;You are safe in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will go on and on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4899980048196963370?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4899980048196963370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-316850105857840569</id><published>2009-07-20T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:11:08.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night,&lt;br /&gt;Minyi messaged me,&lt;br /&gt;told me she had a fever 0.0&lt;br /&gt;Its just so weird,&lt;br /&gt;Only seen her sick once before,&lt;br /&gt;and she came to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this,&lt;br /&gt;she forgot to tell wanxin...&lt;br /&gt;So this morning,&lt;br /&gt;the people in 4/3 were wondering why she was "late" for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my Maths in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;saw Zhihan walk past and give me a huge smile...&lt;br /&gt;lols,&lt;br /&gt;he made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sit in 4/3 to chat with wanxin and shaun.&lt;br /&gt;Hongjie joined us after that..&lt;br /&gt;and Jeremy came in quite late too.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't surprised though, to see him with that smiley face, but actually is pissed off look.&lt;br /&gt;Hes been bottling his anger of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun said something about Minyi,&lt;br /&gt;then J's hot temper come out, again.&lt;br /&gt;and he shouted at Shaun, asking him not stop the kachiaoing&lt;br /&gt;Then he threw his chair forcefully at Shaun...&lt;br /&gt;just nice missed him, i think&lt;br /&gt;I dont see why jokes can't be made...&lt;br /&gt;Look at me,&lt;br /&gt;Haven't i gotten so much from everyone about Valerie? lols&lt;br /&gt;Relax...im still cool about it,&lt;br /&gt;control your temper... haha&lt;br /&gt;or someone might just get hurt badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today only got 2 lessons...&lt;br /&gt;2 lessons, 1 PE.&lt;br /&gt;Chem,&lt;br /&gt;PE,&lt;br /&gt;Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun and Jingyu dropped chem...&lt;br /&gt;leaving me alone...&lt;br /&gt;now i cant ask them anything,&lt;br /&gt;because my chem sucks,&lt;br /&gt;theirs also sucks,&lt;br /&gt;so no one help me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who failed 2.4 had their rerun,&lt;br /&gt;the first boy,&lt;br /&gt;Zhengtat,&lt;br /&gt;failed just by 2secs,&lt;br /&gt;very amazing-.-&lt;br /&gt;now he has to rerun again, lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun was asking shanny to keep running...&lt;br /&gt;even though she passed already,&lt;br /&gt;and was pacing some people.&lt;br /&gt;He told her there was chicken chop at the school gates waiting for her,&lt;br /&gt;and asked her to run faster... hahahahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;Seeing shanny's annoyed and amused face is funny...&lt;br /&gt;she got this thing with people,&lt;br /&gt;never really pissing people off,&lt;br /&gt;but just enough to tell you that shes annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did time practise for maths today,&lt;br /&gt;i do the 2hour paper in 1hour,&lt;br /&gt;and when the 1hour was up, i dint complete last page only...&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay's gonna give us another 1hour to complete it...&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun completed all of it...&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoning was doing it so casually...&lt;br /&gt;until she fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumb guard dint wanna let us out,&lt;br /&gt;even though lessons are over...&lt;br /&gt;1230, supposed to be higher MT,&lt;br /&gt;but the guard say its still curriculum time,&lt;br /&gt;damn-.-&lt;br /&gt;he made us wait till 1.30 before letting us out...&lt;br /&gt;so some of us were in the library,&lt;br /&gt;doing homework,&lt;br /&gt;chatting,&lt;br /&gt;someone was playing with their you know what&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minyi, get well soon! lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-316850105857840569?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-5517631702478066986</id><published>2009-07-19T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:30:11.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince yesterday night with my sisters and cousins...&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tampines Mall to watch...&lt;br /&gt;The show was very much like the book, unlike a few others..&lt;br /&gt;My sister cried when Dumbledore died...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;The show was saddening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5517631702478066986?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5517631702478066986/comments/default' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-7561369439949932106</id><published>2009-07-18T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:51:11.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling angry inside,&lt;br /&gt;feeling angry outside,&lt;br /&gt;Its like,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being hated&lt;br /&gt;by all your family,&lt;br /&gt;by all your friends,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm generating waves of hatred so powerful,&lt;br /&gt;that its a surprise&lt;br /&gt;that nothing is destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;Kept awake for,&lt;br /&gt;the whole of last night.&lt;br /&gt;Just lying there, watching the time pass by.&lt;br /&gt;2am...&lt;br /&gt;3am...&lt;br /&gt;4am...&lt;br /&gt;All the time spent,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about what went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;what did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The door was locked,&lt;br /&gt;so my dad used the key to get in,&lt;br /&gt;MUST I JAM THE DOORLOCK TO GET SOME PRIVACY?!&lt;br /&gt;I cant even think of what to say,&lt;br /&gt;when i face you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-7561369439949932106?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7561369439949932106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=7561369439949932106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7561369439949932106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7561369439949932106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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so many maths lessons...&lt;br /&gt;Dun like the amath topic,&lt;br /&gt;like the emath topic,&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chinese lesson today,&lt;br /&gt;i sprayed my water on jianlun...&lt;br /&gt;whoops,&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after maths, we could go home...&lt;br /&gt;was walking on the pavement,&lt;br /&gt;jianlun saw 176,&lt;br /&gt;and said haha u dunnid go home liao...&lt;br /&gt;and i told him 30 was behind,&lt;br /&gt;then he run after the bus-.-&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited at the reservoir for another 176,&lt;br /&gt;then someone shouted my name...&lt;br /&gt;So i turned around,&lt;br /&gt;and saw Lynn and her friend walking to the bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;After that, she ps her friend, and came up to chat with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu said something...&lt;br /&gt;then she msged jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;then i msged jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;then he say that jingyu told him something,&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minyi just messaged me,&lt;br /&gt;said she almost got hit by a taxi whle crossing the road...&lt;br /&gt;coz she cross halfway and the lights turned red,&lt;br /&gt;the taxis dint move,&lt;br /&gt;so when she moved forward,&lt;br /&gt;the taxi moved forward too!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she said she twisted her ankle...&lt;br /&gt;Be more careful okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch my iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly iCarly iCarly icarly iCarly 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to send songs to Minyi,&lt;br /&gt;marked both of them,&lt;br /&gt;then i deleted it...accidentally&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;too used to deleting stuff,&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period,&lt;br /&gt;Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Usual stuff, going through of worksheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E.&lt;br /&gt;Retook 2.4 today because the first time i did it, i forgot to take the damn number tag...&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;I was pacing pekko,&lt;br /&gt;he did a great job making me run and run,&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could have gotten 5 points for 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 points only&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun was a few steps infront of me,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly his back got some kind of immense pain,&lt;br /&gt;and he almost fell,&lt;br /&gt;so his pacers helped him.&lt;br /&gt;After that i over took him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun told me only his leg pain everynight,&lt;br /&gt;today his back pain,&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu say bone cancer...lol&lt;br /&gt;Got such thing as bone cancer?&lt;br /&gt;I think is because he play too much com&lt;br /&gt;sit there,&lt;br /&gt;leg will get numb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn,&lt;br /&gt;after PE is recess,&lt;br /&gt;i packed my recess,&lt;br /&gt;but the door was locked-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight taking in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;i grew by 2~3 cm,&lt;br /&gt;now im 175~176 there, lol&lt;br /&gt;Weight,&lt;br /&gt;dunnid say,&lt;br /&gt;i gained weight...&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun lost weight,&lt;br /&gt;alot of it...&lt;br /&gt;and he grew taller abit too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minyi was messaging me while on the bus,&lt;br /&gt;she tells me that she dint get any taller,&lt;br /&gt;but she put on weight..&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;lols,&lt;br /&gt;sounds like smurfs to me,&lt;br /&gt;long time havent seen that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,&lt;br /&gt;gonna go onto youtube redownload the songs..&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly dashing through the snow &lt;br /&gt;Cause I bundled up too tight &lt;br /&gt;Last minute have-to-do's &lt;br /&gt;A few cards a few calls &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's r-s-v-p &lt;br /&gt;No thanks, no party lights &lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Eve, gonna relax &lt;br /&gt;Turned down all of my invites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last fall I had a night to myself, &lt;br /&gt;Same guy called, halloween party, &lt;br /&gt;Waited all night for him to show, &lt;br /&gt;This time his car wouldn't go, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, it's cold, it's getting late, &lt;br /&gt;Trudge on home to celebrate &lt;br /&gt;In a quiet way, unwind &lt;br /&gt;Doing Christmas right this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;P has provided me &lt;br /&gt;with the world's smallest turkey &lt;br /&gt;already in the oven, nice and hot &lt;br /&gt;Oh damn! Guess what I forgot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on with the boots, back out in the snow &lt;br /&gt;To the only all-night grocery, &lt;br /&gt;When what to my wondering eyes should appear &lt;br /&gt;In the line is that guy I've been chasing all year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm spending this one alone," he said. &lt;br /&gt;"Need a break; this year's been crazy." &lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too, but why are you? &lt;br /&gt;You mean you forgot cranberries too?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly we laughed and laughed &lt;br /&gt;Caught on to what was happening &lt;br /&gt;That Christmas magic's brought this tale &lt;br /&gt;To a very happy ending!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5785467022050296531?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-3570242861882842845</id><published>2009-07-10T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:13:39.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;staring at your back,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you would turn around,&lt;br /&gt;to give me a smile,&lt;br /&gt;to wave goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;but no,&lt;br /&gt;u din't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day with you, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah just one day with you, &lt;br /&gt;All the things we could do &lt;br /&gt;Everyday I think of&lt;br /&gt;Being with you,&lt;br /&gt;No one else but us two, &lt;br /&gt;All our dreams would come true &lt;br /&gt;if we'd just get together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3570242861882842845?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-5857502544481206745</id><published>2009-07-09T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:05:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling just irritated today.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;I see you,&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna scream and scream and scream at you.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5857502544481206745?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5857502544481206745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5857502544481206745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5857502544481206745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5857502544481206745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-just-irritated-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4991973631794712328</id><published>2009-07-08T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:45:10.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;school was normal,&lt;br /&gt;squashed my packed recess...&lt;br /&gt;Had extended maths lesson conducted by Mrs Loh.&lt;br /&gt;She teach damn fast,&lt;br /&gt;cant understand,&lt;br /&gt;so Im gonna ask Ms Tay reteach again tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;went to JE Library with Jingyu and Zhengtat,&lt;br /&gt;Deyun say hes going hobby shop,&lt;br /&gt;then he will find us later,&lt;br /&gt;in the end?&lt;br /&gt;He dint even call to say he wasn't coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did finish my geog,&lt;br /&gt;Did all my chem worksheets except the revision test,&lt;br /&gt;Did my english 2002 paper, except the summary&lt;br /&gt;Went toilet 2 times,&lt;br /&gt;Drank Mango Juice with nata de coco in the Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Jingyu and Zhengtat for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;seemed very long,&lt;br /&gt;because it was sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I think i grow more white hairs due to the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidstupid time table have to print ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;need to ask people for the TT...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Study for CH test tmr,&lt;br /&gt;Its on chapters 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4991973631794712328?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4991973631794712328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4991973631794712328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4991973631794712328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;got matrices and no ALGEBRA! NO ALGEBRA! WAHAHAHAHAHA lol&lt;br /&gt;got la...but very little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Morning,&lt;br /&gt;the classes wer'nt open yet..&lt;br /&gt;sat outside 5/1 there,&lt;br /&gt;someone went to rearrange the tables,&lt;br /&gt;so i cant see who's coming up from behind me now.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu came and sat opposite me,&lt;br /&gt;Weichen came and sat to my left,&lt;br /&gt;jeremy came and sat to my right,&lt;br /&gt;Someone elsesat infront of Weichen,&lt;br /&gt;forgot whom...&lt;br /&gt;David? i think...&lt;br /&gt;We talked about who was the odd one out...lol&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked about Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home today,&lt;br /&gt;walked into the park...&lt;br /&gt;under the MRT tracks,&lt;br /&gt;some big insect anyhow fly,&lt;br /&gt;and kissed me...&lt;br /&gt;*Muacks!*&lt;br /&gt;it dint get into my mouth anyway...&lt;br /&gt;so i dint eat it.&lt;br /&gt;i probably would if it went in my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday! Youth Day!&lt;br /&gt;Watching Ice Age 3 in 3D!&lt;br /&gt;*Gasps!* 3D?!?!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;4 ex 2/4s are going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about 2/4,&lt;br /&gt;really makes me *Hate* my current class.&lt;br /&gt;4/4 is special, in its own way,&lt;br /&gt;but everything has to be so playful.&lt;br /&gt;I mean ,&lt;br /&gt;walk past 4/5 during lessons, and they are quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Walk past 4/4...&lt;br /&gt;thats a different matter.&lt;br /&gt;Liking my own class,&lt;br /&gt;damn,&lt;br /&gt;many things happen in our class,&lt;br /&gt;During our break time today,&lt;br /&gt;some people did something...&lt;br /&gt;made me laugh the hardest i had in this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During duno who's lesson,&lt;br /&gt;ZN wanted to write poems with her.&lt;br /&gt;Took turns writing each line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat is back!&lt;br /&gt;with her 4 kitties!&lt;br /&gt;they are staying outside my house,&lt;br /&gt;really,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping right outside the gate,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes preventing us from opening the gate(it swings out)&lt;br /&gt;Muacks! kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Sk3ppXZTW0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/9vQzwNDgE_Y/s1600-h/Image883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Sk3ppXZTW0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/9vQzwNDgE_Y/s320/Image883.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192428877437762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Sk3ppZTFEHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z7Iv8c1gLHM/s1600-h/Image882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Sk3ppZTFEHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z7Iv8c1gLHM/s320/Image882.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192429388206194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/Sk3po612i3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/dgJfOCDnTEQ/s1600-h/Image874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-3259055100682666745</id><published>2009-06-29T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:21:24.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day back at school&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to school in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;alighted at the foyer,&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't expected to take temperatures...&lt;br /&gt;they just asked me if i had been to any of the countries that has H1N1...&lt;br /&gt;then they say go back to class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;school starts at 8am,&lt;br /&gt;the classrooms were already open!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but there was only one bag in class besides mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class relay system broke down...&lt;br /&gt;some people dint receive the message to check new timetable...&lt;br /&gt;And my phone is screwed,&lt;br /&gt;or Yingtong's phone is screwed&lt;br /&gt;because she said she sent me a message,&lt;br /&gt;i dint receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay taught emaths today,&lt;br /&gt;about drawing of speed-time graphs and distance-time graphs&lt;br /&gt;lesson was interesting haha&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr koh taught us new stuff today,&lt;br /&gt;about generators...&lt;br /&gt;and the right hand rule.&lt;br /&gt;stick out ur left hand and right hand&lt;br /&gt;and do the finger thing at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;and say Yo!&lt;br /&gt;it looks damn cool&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my youngest sister cried last night&lt;br /&gt;because she watched Drag me to Hell,&lt;br /&gt;she kept thinking of it&lt;br /&gt;and it freaked her out,&lt;br /&gt;so she slept between my parents,&lt;br /&gt;and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Rafeek saw me outside the general office&lt;br /&gt;he says he wanted to see me tmr&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;br /&gt;wonder what it is about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3259055100682666745?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3259055100682666745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3259055100682666745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3259055100682666745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3259055100682666745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-back-at-school-so-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2787659718789433921</id><published>2009-06-27T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:39:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't keep on waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're still hesitating&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry for me&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'll find my way&lt;br /&gt;You'll wake up one day&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be too late&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call &lt;br /&gt;baby night and day &lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up &lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of waiting on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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really cool...&lt;br /&gt;Then it became boring...&lt;br /&gt;the movie was too long&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6939307500916632147?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6939307500916632147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6939307500916632147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6939307500916632147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6939307500916632147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-on-friday-to-jurong-point-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4569814491245140444</id><published>2009-06-24T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:45:36.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Lynn's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday lols.&lt;br /&gt;Came home,&lt;br /&gt;then went out for a movie at Jurong Point...&lt;br /&gt;watched Terminator Salvation @ 4:10pm lols&lt;br /&gt;She was late,&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer for Half-Blood prince looks really cool..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it with Her.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if she knows i exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kiddy Palace for awhile after the show...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get Lynn a birthday gift...&lt;br /&gt;end up she dint wanna buy anything...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying myself, playing the plastic toy piano there...&lt;br /&gt;got so many tones, so many rhythms,&lt;br /&gt;it was all so interesting lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, today,&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily,&lt;br /&gt;so i messaged some people, asked them if they needed an umbrella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekko messaged me, saying he got shelter...lol&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, if anyone took out his/her shirt to shelter him...&lt;br /&gt;since the side gate wasn't open at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu din't reply me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianlun came in to class wet,&lt;br /&gt;he dint realise i messaged him at all.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest one to reply was Minyi,&lt;br /&gt;she said she just woke up...&lt;br /&gt;at 11:15am like that...&lt;br /&gt;Turned out no lessons for them,&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Matthew invited us OBS peeps to go to his condo at 11am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oH MY GOD! Kitty came back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL i just finished feeding it&lt;br /&gt;and scratching it&lt;br /&gt;and sayanging it&lt;br /&gt;and kissing it..(just kidding, i dont kiss it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha she dint wanna leave the house just now...&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to pick her up and bring her out...&lt;br /&gt;and she got my middle finger into her mouth,&lt;br /&gt;almost bit me too,&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4569814491245140444?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4569814491245140444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4569814491245140444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Dreamt that Mingrui was with me in my condo...&lt;br /&gt;He was playing with my marbles...&lt;br /&gt;throwing them against the wall,&lt;br /&gt;when one of them hit me, and flew out the window...&lt;br /&gt;out of the window...from the 28th floor...&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;that made me so mad.&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs to pick it,&lt;br /&gt;It was cracked...oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Then it shattered, and became marble juice.&lt;br /&gt;It stank so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another scene, at a tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with Jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;and i was packing my bag,&lt;br /&gt;so mingrui came tomy desk,&lt;br /&gt;and starting jibbering away about so much crap,&lt;br /&gt;like usual.&lt;br /&gt;So i was already mad about the marble thingy,&lt;br /&gt;and said goodbye to Jianlun,&lt;br /&gt;Put down my phone,&lt;br /&gt;and mingrui quickly ran out...&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-5454111531575538275.post-4437569855145845246</id><published>2009-06-17T06:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:01:11.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up, its 6.30am, and im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream...lol&lt;br /&gt;It was about school...during the clocking in time.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt of Atiqah, Jianlun, Jingyu, Pekko, Minyi and V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres one scene, where 6 of us were sitting down at the canteen table, when V came and started scolding us in this funny accent...&lt;br /&gt;and i was laughing like mad...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another scene after that was at the stairs near the fitness corner,&lt;br /&gt;some sec 4s were sitting on the steps,&lt;br /&gt;V was taking attendance(for what i duno)&lt;br /&gt;and the 6 of us were standing behind V, except for Minyi, who was beside V..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i dreamt of a classroom too...&lt;br /&gt;but forgot what happened then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly realised that i have to meet Jingyu later @ 10am at City Hall MRT lol...&lt;br /&gt;10am... we're gonna see toys! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4437569855145845246?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4437569855145845246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4437569855145845246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4437569855145845246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4437569855145845246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-woke-up-its-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-328192154313214081</id><published>2009-06-16T07:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:36:42.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP to rent bikes for 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;All of my family went there...&lt;br /&gt;So we rode to changi airport and back...&lt;br /&gt;and our butts were very sore.&lt;br /&gt;My sister said she wanted double bike...&lt;br /&gt;then she dint want it,&lt;br /&gt;so my parents took it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Wild Wild Wet...again&lt;br /&gt;with my family, except one of my sister&lt;br /&gt;My dad called my youngest cousin to go along,&lt;br /&gt;my ahma came too XD&lt;br /&gt;Senior citizen gets free admission lols.&lt;br /&gt;end up my younger cousin keep screaming at me(coz shes a girl)&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;played for the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;=) XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-328192154313214081?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/328192154313214081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=328192154313214081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/328192154313214081'/><link 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graphics...&lt;br /&gt;then my mum start the usual...&lt;br /&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;Say cannot kill people blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;then she was very mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten my Cursed tools...&lt;br /&gt;Hammer &gt; Blessed &gt; Mythic&lt;br /&gt;Hoe &gt; Blessed &gt; Mythic&lt;br /&gt;Watering Can &gt; Blessed&lt;br /&gt;Sickle &gt; Blessed&lt;br /&gt;Axe &gt; Blessed&lt;br /&gt;Fishing Rod &gt; Blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earned 3mil already,&lt;br /&gt;Bought summore cows and sheep...&lt;br /&gt;Named them after some of my friends/classmates.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can touch us one time, and last for a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8824465200822766732?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-417305767524899977</id><published>2009-06-09T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:55:46.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some posts deleted @ the request of the VP.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodday people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Blog no longer going to be locked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-417305767524899977?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/417305767524899977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-3168646908510603372</id><published>2009-06-08T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:36:03.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;Mum fetched me from school, then fetched dad from work.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Taoist Temple in Tampines to pray for good health.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 terrapins there grew so big...last time i saw them is like 3 fingers size...now can cover my whole palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drived home,&lt;br /&gt;Just nice 2 more turns reach home that road,&lt;br /&gt;i was in a lying down position, trying to sleep because i was damn tired leh&lt;br /&gt;some guy in a van come and bang my dad's boot because he dint see properly, then he tail us so closely...&lt;br /&gt;Now my dad's car the backlights smashed, one side not working.&lt;br /&gt;The side of the car that plate came out abit also...&lt;br /&gt;The boot dosent wanna close...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;My dad left everything inside,&lt;br /&gt;put the lid down,&lt;br /&gt;and heck care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who banged us,&lt;br /&gt;carplate number got only 3 numbers:&lt;br /&gt;911&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,&lt;br /&gt;still damn tired leh...&lt;br /&gt;i bought 1 more cow,&lt;br /&gt;made 1 cow pregnant,&lt;br /&gt;started to cook all the different kinds of food,&lt;br /&gt;and making friends with Carter...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;and planted eggplants, sweet potatoes and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3168646908510603372?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-4959423756071305969</id><published>2009-06-03T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:37:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;saw pekko get into a taxi with kean, sitting right beside her...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;called him,&lt;br /&gt;talked to him,&lt;br /&gt;shengzhe talked to him,&lt;br /&gt;divesh talked abit,&lt;br /&gt;and pekko hung up...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Came to school.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the wrong seat,&lt;br /&gt;minyi dint come,&lt;br /&gt;i walked to the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;walked back,&lt;br /&gt;started sleeping in the wrong seat,&lt;br /&gt;jianlun came,&lt;br /&gt;we played chess,&lt;br /&gt;he own me,&lt;br /&gt;xiaoxuan came,&lt;br /&gt;we packed up,&lt;br /&gt;walked 3 steps,&lt;br /&gt;announcement came,&lt;br /&gt;all go back class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4959423756071305969?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4959423756071305969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4959423756071305969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4959423756071305969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4959423756071305969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-saw-pekko-get-into-taxi-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2704982071851428142</id><published>2009-05-31T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:56:26.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep getting scolded everyday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2704982071851428142?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2704982071851428142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-4542074315173470159</id><published>2009-05-29T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:32:52.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MT camp over...lol&lt;br /&gt;today we were supposed to stay back from 1~4pm,&lt;br /&gt;then WXN dismissed us at 2.15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in the library...in the small room at the back of the library...&lt;br /&gt;and while she talked to us about some stuff,&lt;br /&gt;most of us were shooting rubber bands...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;kenny almost hit her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister's birthday today,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sixuan!&lt;br /&gt;Shall give her a hug when she comes home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she purposely watched Night at the Museum 2 at 12pm today with her friends...&lt;br /&gt;because she dint want me to go along...&lt;br /&gt;meanie.&lt;br /&gt;Called Jianlun to watch movie...he dint wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Called Pek to watch movie...he dint wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Called Minyi to watch movie... her mum dont let.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now...my sis called me and told me she watched finished her movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much interesting to blog...&lt;br /&gt;because mingrui din't speak to me today or yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;This continues for a few months more and i'll be the happiest guy ever...or not.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4542074315173470159?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4542074315173470159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Right after walking out of school,&lt;br /&gt;Right after finishing my game of chess with Jianlun and OZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called you.&lt;br /&gt;Why did you say what you said?&lt;br /&gt;Why must your attitude be like that?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you could help me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont know how i feel, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Can you look me in the eye and tell me that you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;Know what i do at home?&lt;br /&gt;Know what time i reach school?&lt;br /&gt;Know which subjects are my favourite?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you messaged me just because you felt like it?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you told me good morning? Good afternoon? Good night?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you replied my message?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you called me, and told me that you wanted me to be with you when you were alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i heard you, i could feel the distance between us.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, why even bother?&lt;br /&gt;You dont understand me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you dont care&lt;br /&gt;you dont give a shit&lt;br /&gt;So why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called a girl, she was understanding,&lt;br /&gt;she listened&lt;br /&gt;she heard me out&lt;br /&gt;and she gave me a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done that before?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home,&lt;br /&gt;whacked my cupboard,&lt;br /&gt;whacked the wall,&lt;br /&gt;smashed my clock,(kidding)&lt;br /&gt;felt really bad about what i did,&lt;br /&gt;but you dont care,&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1748584179722033194?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1748584179722033194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1748584179722033194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1748584179722033194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1748584179722033194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4005340877290089868</id><published>2009-05-17T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:01:28.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one wanna watch Angels &amp; Demons with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4005340877290089868?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4005340877290089868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4005340877290089868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4005340877290089868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4005340877290089868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-one-wanna-watch-angels-demons-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8951180527495408108</id><published>2009-05-13T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:34:41.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed behind to do the cheer for our class.&lt;br /&gt;No one wanted to cooperate&lt;br /&gt;So the cheer was just&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to give us a 3 for attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I went into the room and soloed the 2,4,6,8 cheer&lt;br /&gt;Then said i was just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;then they changed attitude marks...&lt;br /&gt;the damn class dint wanna come into the room&lt;br /&gt;such a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted from 176,&lt;br /&gt;chatted with Lynn there until 188 came,&lt;br /&gt;Talked about the MYEs,&lt;br /&gt;turned out she did worse than me...&lt;br /&gt;and i thought my marks were&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Failed geog.&lt;br /&gt;Failed Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Passed Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Passed EMaths&lt;br /&gt;Failed AMaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English, Chinese, Combined Humanities left.&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna fail CH and Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188, Bus was semi crowded...&lt;br /&gt;so i stood in the middle of the bus...&lt;br /&gt;and there were 2 girls about my age standing infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;The bus braked.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately they weren't holding on.&lt;br /&gt;The girl infront of me dropped on me, and pulled her friend also..&lt;br /&gt;So Scary...&lt;br /&gt;She picked herself up,&lt;br /&gt;apologised for like 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;then the bus started,&lt;br /&gt;and she dropped on me again...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 girls beside me,&lt;br /&gt;laughing at what happened.&lt;br /&gt;They were talking to each other like&lt;br /&gt;"Haha u got see what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;like i cant hear them...&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Not everyone who is listening to mp3 turns it on that loud.&lt;br /&gt;i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8951180527495408108?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8951180527495408108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8951180527495408108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8951180527495408108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8951180527495408108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/bullshit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2545425582483250651</id><published>2009-05-12T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:40:56.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, was about to go home when Ms Lim called me from so far away...i dint hear her properly...&lt;br /&gt;She invited Jianlun and I to go to the West Coast McDonalds for lunch because &lt;br /&gt;Ms Chua wanted to go there. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jianlun dint wanna go...booo&lt;br /&gt;so he went home to play computer...? i think lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Ms Lim shout across the road to Jacky and PonJX was funny...because the cars and lorries were all so loud.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Then they were invited too =)&lt;br /&gt;Made a new friend i guess... hes Pon Jing Xiang...or issit Siang? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 176 to McDonalds and sat down in the enclosed air conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite surprised to see so many people there...especially in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this old botak guy sitting one table infront of me...and he was reading his newspapers...and i stared at him....until he started sleeping..hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;He looked like he was awake...but his head kept bobbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Filet-O-Fishy set, no upsize...lol coz i wasn't that hungry. Ate the fish, ate the fries. And i dint really want the coke...and no one else wanted it either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess Ms Lim really was the most talkative one amongst us, lol. So it wasn't just sitting there and eating in silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told Ms Chua it was 2:25 already...since she had to be back at school by 3:00.&lt;br /&gt;She replied me," Huh? Still got time lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the bus at 2:50 while PonJX and Jacky went to stroll around the place.&lt;br /&gt;Lol...i thought maybe Ms Chua was gonna be late...but end up we reached the bus stop outside the school at 2:58. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about it for my Unusual Day after school...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just wasted 2minutes of your life reading this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2545425582483250651?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2545425582483250651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2545425582483250651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2545425582483250651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2545425582483250651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-about-to-go-home-when-ms-lim.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8547726874973204705</id><published>2009-05-08T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:17:19.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where were you when i needed you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8547726874973204705?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8547726874973204705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8547726874973204705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8547726874973204705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8547726874973204705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-were-you-when-i-needed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8129952961056666204</id><published>2009-04-24T19:16:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:14:14.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so exciting to see how many people actually remembered my Birthday, let alone a birthday gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to wish me Happy Birthday was my dad!&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Si Xuan..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 12.30am...&lt;br /&gt;had a dream about a girl...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am and&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jianlun and Jingyu for wishing me Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah called at around 9am =) wishing me a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the only one who actually bothered to call =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiqing messaged me too. Happy Birthday followed with a Super Smiley Face..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah..&lt;br /&gt;blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekhua was talking with me about watching NC16 Movies and he said a bad word to me because he could'nt watch them...&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh? Today ur birthday ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanxuan messaged me at around 4.30pm saying how late it was but Happy Birthday anyway =) Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.30PM,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel messaged me a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me she loved me and wanted to be my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Guess how old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Im not Done Yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Minyi wished me a Happy Belated Birthday first thing in the morning at school =D&lt;br /&gt;we did the usual...&lt;br /&gt;walked to the hall&lt;br /&gt;sat down, was thinking whether to kachiao TMR or not...then remembered, HEY! im actually older than him! Must be MATURE!&lt;br /&gt;so i dint do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynnette came to where i sat, shook hands with me and wished me a&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday! Thanks =D&lt;br /&gt;Turned out she had a fever...&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy was the last to message me on Monday...&lt;br /&gt;at 3.30pm, she wished me a &lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday! =D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Stacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;List of birthday stuff i got...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Birthday Cake..with Cream! and Chocolate! and Blue Berries! and dont forget the Candles and A Special Birthday Song just for ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pink coloured Barbie Doll...! Lots of Thanks to Jingyu and Jianlun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cutecute stuffed toy dressed in a Graduate's Uniform from Atiqah and a handwritten minicard with Birthday Wishes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss from I Wont Say Whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thanks Stacy for getting me a Snoopy Jigsaw puzzle...Its a ball shaped JigSaw Puzzle and quite easy to make haha =)&lt;br /&gt;x3Snoopy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGlUDm_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uhrA9RZuIM/s1600-h/Jianlun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGlUDm_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uhrA9RZuIM/s320/Jianlun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328221598140820754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGliudrzEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/azmADX58xpc/s1600-h/Minyi+%26+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGliudrzEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/azmADX58xpc/s320/Minyi+%26+Me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328221850162678850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGl-O2cgdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8JNHXUC3E9M/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGl-O2cgdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8JNHXUC3E9M/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328222322712936914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGmpLLwDUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XWCg78BG2fM/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGmpLLwDUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XWCg78BG2fM/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328223060462931266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGvLeGK_9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/mMot8t0Aeew/s1600-h/Image812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGvLeGK_9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/mMot8t0Aeew/s320/Image812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328232445748379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Enjoy these Pictures LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8129952961056666204?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8129952961056666204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8129952961056666204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8129952961056666204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8129952961056666204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-so-exciting-to-see-how-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SfGlUDm_bRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uhrA9RZuIM/s72-c/Jianlun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-1573526306620251172</id><published>2009-04-22T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:11:49.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Over The Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/aKb_y7G_pFA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/aKb_y7G_pFA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myra won the 2006 MIFA Singing Contest (GRAMMY) in Bangkok, Thailand. She was almost nine years old and sang a jazz version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. She first fell in love with the song when she heard Judy Garland sing Somewhere over the rainbow in the wizard of oz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1573526306620251172?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1573526306620251172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1573526306620251172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1573526306620251172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1573526306620251172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere Over The Rainbow'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-5450716546022132960</id><published>2009-04-21T21:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:18:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a dream, about a girl, on my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;She was crying, running away from something,so afraid of Something that scared the hell out of her...Or was it me?&lt;br /&gt;She is from my school.&lt;br /&gt;Part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me dosent believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Her just standing there, in the Dark, in the Rain.&lt;br /&gt;No screaming, no protests, just crying, an acceptance of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The background was dark, So dark, So cold, from the rain and the tears.&lt;br /&gt;Standing there, giving her comfort, to share her sorrow, her misery, broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soon i can feel the warm tears streaming down my cheeks also, my stomach cramped up, my throat swollen, as if sorrow was such a contagious disease.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that dream clearly. Thinking what should i do in such a situation.&lt;br /&gt;Should i cry? Should i Stand beside her, Giving encouragement?&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me, Please! What to do?&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-5450716546022132960?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5450716546022132960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=5450716546022132960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5450716546022132960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/5450716546022132960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-dream-about-girl-on-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-1211146339471971864</id><published>2009-04-18T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:43:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday is tomorrow. Thats in 1hour and 20minutes&lt;br /&gt;Time to grow up to the&lt;br /&gt;Official Age Of Sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;This means can watch NC16 Movies!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and people who are still Fifteen(awww)&lt;br /&gt;like Soh Pek Hua...&lt;br /&gt;are gonna suffer...for a few more months before his Sixteenth Birthday comes.&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to enjoy this time...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. being Sixteen means im another day closer to the dreaded&lt;br /&gt;O'levels exam &lt;&lt;&lt; ZOMG!LOLWTFbbq!#@$@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to really work hard for this or else i might not even get into the school i want&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i changed my list waaaay over there&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its time for me to go and sleep =)&lt;br /&gt;Cya people...&lt;br /&gt;x3Sixteen in 1hour 16minutes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1211146339471971864?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1211146339471971864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1211146339471971864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1211146339471971864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1211146339471971864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-is-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8427314724344333047</id><published>2009-04-16T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:41:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>当你握紧我的手，我决定和你走 &lt;br /&gt;经历再多的挫折，也绝对不退缩 &lt;br /&gt;当河流都倒流，我还在你左右 &lt;br /&gt;一直陪伴你到时间的尽头 &lt;br /&gt;就算有一天，天和地都会分离 &lt;br /&gt;也永远不离也不弃，要和你在一起 &lt;br /&gt;呜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;为了你 我可以 &lt;br /&gt;因为爱你我只能爱你 &lt;br /&gt;生命荡涤轮回里 &lt;br /&gt;你是唯一不忘的记忆 &lt;br /&gt;真正的爱过才算真正的活过 &lt;br /&gt;爱你 从此绝不会放手 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不曾褪色的承诺，比永久还要久 &lt;br /&gt;痛过哭过也恨过，从未想放弃过 &lt;br /&gt;莫问我要理由，爱就是我所有 &lt;br /&gt;今生来世你是不变的守候 &lt;br /&gt;就算全世界都要来与你为敌 &lt;br /&gt;也还要紧紧抱着你，泪不会掉一滴 &lt;br /&gt;呜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;为了你 我可以 &lt;br /&gt;因为爱你我只能爱你 &lt;br /&gt;只要为你我愿意 &lt;br /&gt;今生一切都不觉可惜 &lt;br /&gt;真正的爱过 才算真正的活过 &lt;br /&gt;爱你 从此再无他所求&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8427314724344333047?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8427314724344333047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8427314724344333047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8427314724344333047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8427314724344333047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-1646329613406927850</id><published>2009-04-14T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:14:10.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Month Of April =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Stacy's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;9th - Dawn's Birthday...&lt;br /&gt;12th - Kid's Choice Awards 12:30PM...i missed it&lt;br /&gt;       Watched Knowing with Jianlun and Jingyu @ 4.15PM&lt;br /&gt;       Went to the arcade together until 9PM+&lt;br /&gt;       CSS 6PM i missed it&lt;br /&gt;14th - TODAY! Yee Mun's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;16th - Minyi's Birthday! LOL im excited&lt;br /&gt;       Nadia's Birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;19th - Guess who's birthday issit?&lt;br /&gt;27th - Happy Birthday Crystels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; on 14th May, Happy Birthday Miranda! x33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-1646329613406927850?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1646329613406927850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=1646329613406927850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1646329613406927850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/1646329613406927850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/month-of-april-3rd-stacys-birthday-9th.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4644186402276766630</id><published>2009-04-07T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:51:05.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Right?</title><content type='html'>Some people are just too disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;especially from my class&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna puke&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell do people have to do such immature things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4644186402276766630?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4644186402276766630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4644186402276766630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4644186402276766630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4644186402276766630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-right.html' title='Stupid Right?'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-7767803185514164</id><published>2009-03-27T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:31:03.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twouble with Twitters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/PN2HAroA12w' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/PN2HAroA12w'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-7767803185514164?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7767803185514164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=7767803185514164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7767803185514164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/7767803185514164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/twouble-with-twitters.html' title='Twouble with Twitters'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4074792219530663824</id><published>2009-03-24T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:33:20.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wont u just feel angry and revengeful when ur younger sibling comes up to you injured?&lt;br /&gt;Either they were whacked by some assholes who started it? or just because some people dont have self control?&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts when something bad happens to ur siblings and you are just not there to do anything to protect them, to prevent the mishap from happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4074792219530663824?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4074792219530663824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4074792219530663824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4074792219530663824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4074792219530663824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/wont-u-just-feel-angry-and-revengeful.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2233408256416748269</id><published>2008-12-09T07:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:27:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About You Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/p5L5_Ieun00' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/p5L5_Ieun00'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2233408256416748269?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2233408256416748269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2233408256416748269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2233408256416748269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2233408256416748269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-you-now.html' title='About You Now'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8802954893478155393</id><published>2008-10-19T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:45:02.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm wrong, you decide&lt;br /&gt;Should of been strong, yeah I lied&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gets me like...you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't keep hold of you then&lt;br /&gt;How could I now what you meant&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing to compare to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a mountain between us&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I'm sure of&lt;br /&gt;That I now how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that it takes, one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't let our last kiss be our last&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of my mind, just to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everything changes&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where it takes us&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;Not a day, pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Not a day, pass me by&lt;br /&gt;When I don't think about you&lt;br /&gt;And as though, moving on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know, you're the one&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong, I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know how I feel about you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8802954893478155393?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8802954893478155393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8802954893478155393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8802954893478155393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8802954893478155393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/maybe-im-wrong-you-decide-should-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2639013333936904041</id><published>2008-10-19T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:35:52.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! recently found out last week that Miranda's CD has 3 songs in it.&lt;br /&gt;-About you now&lt;br /&gt;-Headphones On&lt;br /&gt;-Stay my baby&lt;br /&gt;-Leave it all to me&lt;br /&gt;LOL i love About you now, the lyrics are clear and has alot of meaning in it haha&lt;br /&gt;Cant stop listening to my music hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are just over and results are coming back...mine is'nt that good =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2639013333936904041?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2639013333936904041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2639013333936904041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2639013333936904041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2639013333936904041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-recently-found-out-last-week-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2986477532167939213</id><published>2008-10-02T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:08:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Season 1 - 25 iCarly episodes&lt;br /&gt;hah...i havent watched around 4 of them only. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Spent 4 1/2 hours yesterday watching iCarly Marathon and 1 hour of Drake&amp;Josh. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-2986477532167939213?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2986477532167939213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=2986477532167939213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2986477532167939213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/2986477532167939213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/10/season-1-25-icarly-episodes-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3423755324581207215</id><published>2008-09-28T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:43:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lame bodoh haha...English End Of Year Paper was okay only...not such a breeze as i expected because of the 1 word essay, Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;All the compositions and phrases i memorised could not be used... waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like many others my speech was waaaay over the maximum number recommended and my compo was...well quite little.&lt;br /&gt;Composition word range 350~450 words.I wrote 392.&lt;br /&gt;Speech writing word range 250~350 words. I wrote 768.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im hoping that they dont penalise for exceeding the word limit or else i fail for sure. My composition wrote on Qn.3 There is much unrest in the world todaythat question...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing else for me to say, All The Best to all of you for ur exams :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3423755324581207215?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3423755324581207215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3423755324581207215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3423755324581207215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3423755324581207215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/lame-bodoh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-437901513474522215</id><published>2008-09-26T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:00:52.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iCarly Theme Song [Behind the Scenes]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6_lZ1tKFM4Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6_lZ1tKFM4Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See Drake Bell Kiss the Microphone ahahahaha lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-437901513474522215?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/437901513474522215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=437901513474522215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/437901513474522215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/437901513474522215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/icarly-theme-song-behind-scenes.html' title='iCarly Theme Song [Behind the Scenes]'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-8213098709105255137</id><published>2008-09-24T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:06:31.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne Girlfriend (Japanese Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/md7j76Ap-0U' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/md7j76Ap-0U'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8213098709105255137?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8213098709105255137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8213098709105255137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8213098709105255137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8213098709105255137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/avril-lavigne-girlfriend-japanese.html' title='Avril Lavigne Girlfriend (Japanese Version)'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-2594809571600993688</id><published>2008-09-24T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:58:46.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misheard lyrics hollaback girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/OY6tLG960cI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/OY6tLG960cI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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girl'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-3864503812062580884</id><published>2008-09-24T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:40:19.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Indian Condom Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/9uknDkAw-tU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/9uknDkAw-tU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-3864503812062580884?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3864503812062580884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=3864503812062580884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3864503812062580884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/3864503812062580884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/indian-condom-song.html' title='The Indian Condom Song'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-4577341948252110038</id><published>2008-09-24T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:26:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Pop Song with English Subtitles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/R-kM6rpyB84' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/R-kM6rpyB84'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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-5454111531575538275.post-4464782722234058221</id><published>2008-09-17T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:45:54.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I F***ING HATE THOSE F***ING PEOPLE WHO F***ING TAKE MY F***ING PHONE WITHOUT MY DAMN PERMISSION THEN F***ING DELETE MY F***ING PHOTOS!!&lt;br /&gt;GET THIS INTO YOUR HEADS I HAVE 700+ PHOTOS IN MY PHONE AND THEY ARE ALL IN ORDER FROM 1~700! YOU COME AND DELETE PICTURES HERE AND THERE AND DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT IMAGE NUMBER YOU DELETED!! I HAVE ENOUGH OF IT ALREADY OKAY! ALL THE BLANK SPACES ARE NOT GOING TO FILL THEMSELVES!! YOU EXPECT ME TO SCROLL THOUGH MY 700 PICTURES TO FIND ONE THAT I RECENTLY TAKEN?? ITS A F***ING WASTE OF MY F***ING TIME! YOU DONT HAVE MY F***ING PERMISSION YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH MY F***ING DATA INSIDE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-4464782722234058221?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4464782722234058221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=4464782722234058221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4464782722234058221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/4464782722234058221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Lyrics!'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-7897666436482595630</id><published>2008-08-29T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:17:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea well THANKS to you and YOUR STRESSED LIFE, U screwed up my F***ing day today.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A LOT YEA I WONT EVEN TRY TO HIDE THAT I CRIED BECAUSE OF YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-7897666436482595630?l=nosuchkaya.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-5454111531575538275.post-833360286387432391</id><published>2008-08-27T18:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:42:21.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened last week, and i feel like im ______ ___ __ _______. ( Its too personal to say here)&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking, or rather, not thinking about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures i wanna share related to my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWGvgGMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Gzae1AKDH6s/s1600-h/Image432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWGvgGMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Gzae1AKDH6s/s320/Image432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139201259149506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWBzWpFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nZLBgbeUqSw/s1600-h/Image436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWBzWpFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nZLBgbeUqSw/s320/Image436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139199933129810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWUoXOtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IIt4r3fPwws/s1600-h/Image437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWUoXOtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IIt4r3fPwws/s320/Image437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139204987304658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWpMv9dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uWmZUKTf0ZY/s1600-h/Image435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWpMv9dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uWmZUKTf0ZY/s320/Image435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139210508629458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWgwDV4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/sQXXxJqFybk/s1600-h/Image434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUpWgwDV4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/sQXXxJqFybk/s320/Image434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139208240781186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i wanna share you guys a REALLY REALLY FANTASTICAL AND WONDEROUS STORY that WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE FOREVER, so OPEN your eyes BIG and LISTEN close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine morning, a unique boy of 15 named Wong Wei Song woke up at 5.45, sat up in bed, JUST BEFORE his dad came into the room. Well, Wei Song sat up straight in bed and his dad opened the door and turned on the lights to wake Wei Song up but what did he see?&lt;br /&gt;He saw Wei Song sitting up in bed and looking at him with the crazed look in his eyes... Anyway, Wei Song went to the balcony and grabbed a towel before dragging myself to the bathroom to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;In the bathroom, Wei Song prepared to bathe. He took off his clothes and turned on the shower and stood under the water with his eyes closed, and almost dozed off when his dad half-banged the door and scared the poor boy awake. Wei Song quickly shampooed his hair and washed his body before drying his body with the soft and comfortable towel. Then he wrapped the towel around his (Censored) and proceeded back to his semi-air conditioned room to change into the usual blue pants and blue shirt.&lt;br /&gt;After having a nutritious breakfast of Oatmeal + condensed milk and a cup of Lipton tea + condensed milk, Wei Song walked to the door and put on his socks + shoes and heard the CAT meowing outside the closed front door. My dad grabbed the plastic container of dry cat food that is nutritious for the cat and opened the door while his sister, QiaoYi was "cursing" the cat because of her fear of it chasing her.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Song proceeded out the front door holding his jacket in his hand and noticed the CAT was eating its nutritious breakfast with an occasional crunching noise you hear when you eat Koko Crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLTs75aI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DbnM8fJkP2k/s1600-h/Image440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLTs75aI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DbnM8fJkP2k/s320/Image440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239142314294371746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an observant boy, Weisong also heard the soft meowing of another Cat in the vicinity. Looking at the staircase, he noticed yet another kitten of the CAT. The dry food is nutritious because the CAT had already given birth to more than 12 babies from June this year. This kitten was learning to take the short cut down the stairs by climbing in between the railings, making it vulnerable to the empty space of seven stories if it happened to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLmvXtHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PH0UkFZ_Jx4/s1600-h/Image441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLmvXtHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PH0UkFZ_Jx4/s320/Image441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239142319404856434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Song was glad to see that the kitten had managed to reach the other end eventually without falling to its DOOM.&lt;br /&gt;At the lifts, Wei Song noticed another yet intriguing creature that he had only seen in storybooks. The Praying Mantis. It was about as long as an average pencil and had the width of about two $0.50 coins placed side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLg0kYKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pRUN3QZL0Bg/s1600-h/Image442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsLg0kYKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pRUN3QZL0Bg/s320/Image442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239142317816045730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This praying mantis scared the freak out of Wei Song's sister after he pointed out that she was walking close to the praying mantis while entering the lift door.&lt;br /&gt;At school, Wei Song REVISED his mind's view of "The Life and Lies of Ming Rui - Revised version 2008" because no matter what happens, THIS WILL ALWAYS OCCUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsL450C4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/9O5qGUI4Mjc/s1600-h/Image439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SLUsL450C4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/9O5qGUI4Mjc/s320/Image439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239142324280494978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-833360286387432391?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/833360286387432391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=833360286387432391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/833360286387432391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that could make you happy when you are not, I would definately get it for her =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8817537348505947963?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8817537348505947963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8817537348505947963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8817537348505947963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8817537348505947963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-poor-val.html' 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pitch)'/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-9215999306833056664</id><published>2008-08-20T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:27:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bop to the Top</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xt8ysslGKR8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xt8ysslGKR8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-5454111531575538275.post-8419300431189784720</id><published>2008-08-10T17:14:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:23:40.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa yesterday from 9.30AM to 11PM.&lt;br /&gt;People who went are:&lt;br /&gt;Jingyu&lt;br /&gt;Stacy&lt;br /&gt;Ang Jun&lt;br /&gt;Cedric&lt;br /&gt;Jia Jing&lt;br /&gt;Sheng Zhe&lt;br /&gt;Pekko&lt;br /&gt;Chon Hei&lt;br /&gt;Yanxuan&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went there...on the way through the monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zFgW6XbI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hu28bVjE2rk/s1600-h/Image318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zFgW6XbI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hu28bVjE2rk/s320/Image318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232816724217847218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zFzEBiBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nc4_e5GQ2o4/s1600-h/Image319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zFzEBiBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nc4_e5GQ2o4/s320/Image319.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232816729238898706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGAT1yRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xos7Oa91fnQ/s1600-h/Image320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGAT1yRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xos7Oa91fnQ/s320/Image320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232816732794898706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGDdmQKI/AAAAAAAAACE/9_zLmqfHwPI/s1600-h/Image321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGDdmQKI/AAAAAAAAACE/9_zLmqfHwPI/s320/Image321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232816733641130146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGYhBUBI/AAAAAAAAACM/Tbvi0lG5FfU/s1600-h/Image322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zGYhBUBI/AAAAAAAAACM/Tbvi0lG5FfU/s320/Image322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232816739292631058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zi_WWlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/QnxyAK1W67M/s1600-h/Image324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zi_WWlFI/AAAAAAAAACU/QnxyAK1W67M/s320/Image324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232817230753207378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach to wait for yanxuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ60z5yb8gI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vowe7Ih1gRA/s1600-h/Image328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ60z5yb8gI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vowe7Ih1gRA/s320/Image328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232818620829790722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ60zyg-kVI/AAAAAAAAACk/l6OJuVOrksc/s1600-h/Image329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ60zyg-kVI/AAAAAAAAACk/l6OJuVOrksc/s320/Image329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232818618877514066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600J1oZjI/AAAAAAAAACs/QWTN5G0KnOM/s1600-h/Image330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600J1oZjI/AAAAAAAAACs/QWTN5G0KnOM/s320/Image330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232818625138157106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600C67BuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lmeb_wlmX-E/s1600-h/Image332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600C67BuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lmeb_wlmX-E/s320/Image332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232818623281301218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600Uzq_EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aKB8yKxU-7Y/s1600-h/Image333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ600Uzq_EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aKB8yKxU-7Y/s320/Image333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232818628082728002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were playing in the sea + frisbee + volleyball until around 2.15, then the girls went to bathe because the boys bathe already.&lt;br /&gt;Then they went in...and we were bored...because they took damn long,&lt;br /&gt;then 2 indians came over to ask if they could borrow the volleyball to play, then we agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ61oEinrQI/AAAAAAAAADE/dT-5U3y_SZ0/s1600-h/Image340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ61oEinrQI/AAAAAAAAADE/dT-5U3y_SZ0/s320/Image340.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232819517069438210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ61oS2JbLI/AAAAAAAAADM/Fs9qAizgAb4/s1600-h/Image341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ61oS2JbLI/AAAAAAAAADM/Fs9qAizgAb4/s320/Image341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232819520909438130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the girls bathe until around 3PM then they complained that inside the toilet got a very long queue and the people taking their own sweet time to bathe so they waited most of the time also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the tram to find someplace to eat,&lt;br /&gt;when we alighted, i made a new friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZYYxLBI/AAAAAAAAADU/Af_ZPaQd_9Y/s1600-h/Image346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZYYxLBI/AAAAAAAAADU/Af_ZPaQd_9Y/s320/Image346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232820364210416658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he introduced me to try some of the cocktails there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZR88uzI/AAAAAAAAADc/NZTSqYdoEkc/s1600-h/Image347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZR88uzI/AAAAAAAAADc/NZTSqYdoEkc/s320/Image347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232820362483120946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZruJJAI/AAAAAAAAADk/LOGlRsSSwEw/s1600-h/Image348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62ZruJJAI/AAAAAAAAADk/LOGlRsSSwEw/s320/Image348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232820369400341506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62Z-oBjjI/AAAAAAAAADs/m4QSM-BhPjQ/s1600-h/Image349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ62Z-oBjjI/AAAAAAAAADs/m4QSM-BhPjQ/s320/Image349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232820374474952242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up eating at 7-11's while some of the rest went to the foodcourt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating, all of us walked about...because the attractions there cost damn lot of money the cheapest is around $5 for some dumb ride and the most expensive is around $32 for the 4D pirate show and the adventure movie where you sit in a boat and go for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met another new friend, and took a picture with jingyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ632ouQ58I/AAAAAAAAAD0/TFBr5q3iz9k/s1600-h/Image351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ632ouQ58I/AAAAAAAAAD0/TFBr5q3iz9k/s320/Image351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232821966323378114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6321oHEvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uocVe1we4a4/s1600-h/Image352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6321oHEvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uocVe1we4a4/s320/Image352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232821969787228914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to go cycling and the rest wanted to rollerblade.&lt;br /&gt;I chose cycling since my rollerblading stinks then we went in a group,&lt;br /&gt;Me, Chonhei, Jingyu, ang jun and stacy shared 2-seater bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zC4T9PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EVq78hjN-Bs/s1600-h/Image353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zC4T9PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EVq78hjN-Bs/s320/Image353.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823004136994034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zbHrouI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i_9FMbiTrq4/s1600-h/Image355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zbHrouI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i_9FMbiTrq4/s320/Image355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823010643911394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zi0lunI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zfLUfeNJMr8/s1600-h/Image361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ64zi0lunI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zfLUfeNJMr8/s320/Image361.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823012711316082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way we saw some doggies...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65lv64FOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZQTX2yfCGTI/s1600-h/Image363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65lv64FOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZQTX2yfCGTI/s320/Image363.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823875220804834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65l9jI7JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/M9rMTbjabiA/s1600-h/Image364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65l9jI7JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/M9rMTbjabiA/s320/Image364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823878879341714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65mAk66NI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LjeOj61hPyI/s1600-h/Image365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65mAk66NI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LjeOj61hPyI/s320/Image365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823879692118226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65mMbti-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/5uYtH1J09M4/s1600-h/Image366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ65mMbti-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/5uYtH1J09M4/s320/Image366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823882874719202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning the bikes it was around 5.30pm i think,&lt;br /&gt;and we took the bus over to another beach there, and i saw this on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eLqvvEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6nnm9Vgrc3M/s1600-h/Image371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eLqvvEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6nnm9Vgrc3M/s320/Image371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232824844742016066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eMg_63I/AAAAAAAAAFE/XOjIQNoG_nY/s1600-h/Image372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eMg_63I/AAAAAAAAAFE/XOjIQNoG_nY/s320/Image372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232824844969569138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eQqpADI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TLJC7UG5xHY/s1600-h/Image373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66eQqpADI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TLJC7UG5xHY/s320/Image373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232824846083751986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66euNRXgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y6VFSTAtc80/s1600-h/Image374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66euNRXgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y6VFSTAtc80/s320/Image374.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232824854013632002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66euSTeeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rOr7J10FVis/s1600-h/Image375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ66euSTeeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rOr7J10FVis/s320/Image375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232824854034741730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were playing volleyball and frisbee until just before sunset, 3 or 4 fighter planes appeared and this happened look closer if u cannot see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-ruPoGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/s8-1t1oMPYs/s1600-h/Image379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-ruPoGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/s8-1t1oMPYs/s320/Image379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232826502614065250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-t7-t-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/X7YE1Qp4zr0/s1600-h/Image380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-t7-t-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/X7YE1Qp4zr0/s320/Image380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232826503208548322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-6SrIHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HmViciMW3KE/s1600-h/Image382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ67-6SrIHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HmViciMW3KE/s320/Image382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232826506524958834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jingyu came back from her walk, i think because she emo or something and the sunset was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was very dark and a picture of stacy's head looked like this, with a white figure beside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ7Blg2ne-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/I6akP-f1r-Y/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ7Blg2ne-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/I6akP-f1r-Y/s320/Image188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232832667269430242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also screamed at 2 passing trams, and scared the hell out of alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;The people in the trams jerked upright suddenly and turned around to see when i screamed, and i got a smack from stacy because i freaked her out also... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were preparing to go back already so we went to 7-11 again to buy some things and i got this coca cola drink with 2 straws because one was for me, another was meant for valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ685oCXx8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PMkACm2dOck/s1600-h/Image390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ685oCXx8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PMkACm2dOck/s320/Image390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232827515237025730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up shengzhe and pekko use the straw and drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink halfway only then the bus came and the bus driver half-shouted at me not to bring drinks up onto the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ685xIxzoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KDIe0I5gkW0/s1600-h/Image391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ685xIxzoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KDIe0I5gkW0/s320/Image391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232827517679816322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to vivocity to have dinner, so they split up and met again to go to the arcade. Then some people were playing basketball...&lt;br /&gt;Then got this thing supposed to hit the flat circle with the thing to score in the opponent's side. There was 2v2 so i teamed with stacy and jingyu teamed with ang jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end jingyu and ang jun won me and stacy quite a few times so all of us "improvised" and used our arms to block the hole. And i started using my palm to catch the thingy and scored quite a few times also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy said maybe she ate something wrong and started feeling unwell, and 10minutes later she and jingyu were sitting outside the arcade laughing their heads off...as for the video, im not going to post on youtube...or maybe i will LOL. Joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we split up and went home, the girls + yanxuan taking buses and the boys taking MRT.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached CCK, stacy was still like halfway through the busride only, or so she said, so i went home and my loving dad waited for me to come home and even helped me buy abit of dinner &lt;3 even though i called home to say i would be eating dinner outside. Thanks dad &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-8419300431189784720?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8419300431189784720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=8419300431189784720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8419300431189784720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/8419300431189784720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-sentosa-yesterday-from-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WoAygavpEcA/SJ6zFgW6XbI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hu28bVjE2rk/s72-c/Image318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454111531575538275.post-6261659937558056979</id><published>2008-08-05T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:32:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just logged in MSN first thing i saw was Valerie signed in...&lt;br /&gt;Now i got mixed feelings, after speaking to ZN about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon, that chinese teacher punished me, then mingrui walk past, purposely, YES, PURPOSELY called my name, then give me that stupid look on his face, and that crazed smile of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my life is perfectly unique in my own style.&lt;br /&gt;There is a 2/4 class gathering at Sentosa on National Day =)&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping that i will forget about 3/4 completely AND enjoy myself at the class gathering.( Im going to FORCE myself to smile and enjoy it even if it kills me)&lt;br /&gt;After being a part of 3/4 for the past 8 months and getting used to Mingrui makes Ang Jun quite tame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have councelling sessons also, im NOT proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;Its making me miss my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe people think it IS abnormal to go for councelling sessions.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;I would not be in these councelling sessions if not for Mr.Toh&lt;br /&gt;So just appreciate what some people are DOING for you instead of criticising everything you think of.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;Neither are you.&lt;br /&gt;So seriously, Stop. Pestering. Me. Before. I. Do. Something. Bad. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-6261659937558056979?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6261659937558056979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=6261659937558056979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6261659937558056979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/6261659937558056979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-logged-in-msn-first-thing-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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-5454111531575538275.post-62488140445320283</id><published>2008-08-03T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:50:26.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Last week was valerie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened last week.&lt;br /&gt;Around 7 different incidents.&lt;br /&gt;No the things that happened is NOT against the law. But it is morally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Like betrayal of trust or something like that. You cant get jailed for betraying someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i mentioning this?&lt;br /&gt;-Because, when i dream i get NIGHTMARES.&lt;br /&gt;-When im awake, i can feel the PAIN in my heart&lt;br /&gt;-When i think about it, I want to CRY&lt;br /&gt;-When i speak about it to others, i feel the RELUCTANCE to do so.&lt;br /&gt;-And i dont usually feel reluctant to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning, over MSN&lt;br /&gt;Mingrui threatened me again, saying&lt;br /&gt;"Still dont want to delete your posts right?"&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he have not read my blog&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;He dont understand what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching the limit already.&lt;br /&gt;My tolerance level is not that high.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams and Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454111531575538275-62488140445320283?l=nosuchkaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/feeds/62488140445320283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454111531575538275&amp;postID=62488140445320283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/62488140445320283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454111531575538275/posts/default/62488140445320283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosuchkaya.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11133552659446856546</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>
