<?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-14412147</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:52:11.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>epitaph</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14412147.post-116974667611314986</id><published>2007-01-26T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:37:56.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was doublerly happy so i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up w kay and meiting.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;i miss them!!&lt;br /&gt;so glad that god made me and kay met up at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;what a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its jus a 2 hrs outing.&lt;br /&gt;i still lovee it.&lt;br /&gt;so great to be w ma girlls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the times when we,&lt;br /&gt;giggles,&lt;br /&gt;gossips,&lt;br /&gt;laughs,&lt;br /&gt;jokes,&lt;br /&gt;craps,&lt;br /&gt;curse,&lt;br /&gt;sharing probs,&lt;br /&gt;even quarrels and cold wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept them in the hearts to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes so long.&lt;br /&gt;he left the army.&lt;br /&gt;and we had our 4 yrs friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lovee you girlls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest kay, lt and mt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovedd-lynda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-116974667611314986?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-14412147.post-116749482670810889</id><published>2006-12-31T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:07:07.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanted to share something...&lt;br /&gt;thought it ll be really funny.&lt;br /&gt;caught this i think.. last week.&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/510411/17-12-06_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/131204/17-12-06_1954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see anything funny?&lt;br /&gt;look closely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car got STUCK in the divider!&lt;br /&gt;lol.....&lt;br /&gt;and after i took and laugh so loudly w ma friend,&lt;br /&gt;we realize that the driver was injured inside the car,&lt;br /&gt;andd....&lt;br /&gt;the passangers were at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-116749482670810889?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749482670810889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=116749482670810889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/116749482670810889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/116749482670810889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/12/wanted-to-share-something.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-116627949602086984</id><published>2006-12-16T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T06:31:36.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/517360/up.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/664514/up.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the retarded 4.&lt;br /&gt;poor karin was still working,&lt;br /&gt;while we enjoying 1 tub of choco chip ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/695661/15-12-06_2159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/844693/15-12-06_2159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pauline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/126764/15-12-06_2157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/313556/15-12-06_2157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhu-an-na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/430271/15-12-06_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/995118/15-12-06_1910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/740621/15-12-06_2214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/973524/15-12-06_2214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he already got small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;with that, i cant even see his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/75282/15-12-06_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/986497/15-12-06_2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam apple sooo big and black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/1600/264650/15-12-06_2208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3077/1303/320/781324/15-12-06_2208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he OUCHHHHH when wu sheng pulled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-116627949602086984?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/116627949602086984/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ERAGON!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veh nice show.&lt;br /&gt;everyone must watch it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its YUN's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;goshh.. and i sukuna lesson extended till 430!&lt;br /&gt;andd even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time at crystal jade&lt;br /&gt;w all the laughter and jokes.&lt;br /&gt;quite surprise that jiaji really turn up&lt;br /&gt;and that kel was as usual LATE!&lt;br /&gt;even later than me? gosh!&lt;br /&gt;we sat at a corner that....&lt;br /&gt;even the waitress said she forgot about us!&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to "visit" hwee peng though.&lt;br /&gt;still the same.&lt;br /&gt;thought of what ming yew said&lt;br /&gt;and gave me a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fantastic time playing photo hunt.&lt;br /&gt;damn lousy sia...&lt;br /&gt;only got 20 stages.&lt;br /&gt;but still need some skills like us&lt;br /&gt;to become the photo master la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;played another silly game.&lt;br /&gt;andd..... we spend more than 4 bucks on it.&lt;br /&gt;butt.. we still cant owned that stupid game.&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshh.. the best part is at ben and jerry&lt;br /&gt;they got this band playing and ask for song request&lt;br /&gt;pauline gave me an idea to ask for bday song&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants to go and say...&lt;br /&gt;soooooo&lt;br /&gt;such a good fren like me.....&lt;br /&gt;i went up to him.&lt;br /&gt;damn.... so paisay.&lt;br /&gt;and yun knew whats up!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. lucky he sang another song first&lt;br /&gt;and he tune in by telling everyone&lt;br /&gt;there s a birthday girl in the hse!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. yun faster look at her ice cream&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt help her!&lt;br /&gt;he asked her to stand up!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. she must ve hated me to the core.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;but she did!&lt;br /&gt;she even wave to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;mann.. where did she get that courage?!&lt;br /&gt;lol.. andd.. i swear she s gonna remember it forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing to end w is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday cab is so hard to flag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-116619891343238678?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/116619891343238678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=116619891343238678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/116619891343238678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it&lt;br /&gt;i wont care abt you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythings so new.&lt;br /&gt;but i ll get back what i ve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was soooo tired! shldnt ve drank 2 red bull&lt;br /&gt;still can joke ard..&lt;br /&gt;so many assig..&lt;br /&gt;goshh.. really ve to spend a good christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-116541883780214352?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/116541883780214352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=116541883780214352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/116541883780214352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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again.&lt;br /&gt;thats the last time im saying.&lt;br /&gt;cos im giving maself a chance to pull it through&lt;br /&gt;without her help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do or die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ll never make me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because the world ll never take my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ll never break me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you want it all you wanna play this part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wont explain or say im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im unashamed im gonna show my scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give a cheer for all the brokens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen here! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because its only you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14412147.post-115929005937453861</id><published>2006-09-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:00:59.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why would you think that ashlee s not hot?&lt;br /&gt;she cant sing?&lt;br /&gt;and she s ugly?&lt;br /&gt;and you hate her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she s HOT!&lt;br /&gt;she got no tummy!&lt;br /&gt;and she s not a Acup for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can sing!&lt;br /&gt;she won so many prices.&lt;br /&gt;and selling millions of records.&lt;br /&gt;she got loads of fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she s pretty.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt get a nose job for sure.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really see any chances on her face.&lt;br /&gt;thats all gossip from reporters who just wanted a safe job and earn mroe money.&lt;br /&gt;her eyes are big.&lt;br /&gt;and she got a sexy lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. thats obvious that..&lt;br /&gt;you hate her,&lt;br /&gt;because you re jealous of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shut up!&lt;br /&gt;think your comments are gonna change the world's good view of her?&lt;br /&gt;dont waste your breathe.&lt;br /&gt;cause you aint gonna bring her down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115929005937453861?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115929005937453861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115929005937453861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115929005937453861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115929005937453861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-would-you-think-that-ashlee-s-not.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115919178741624526</id><published>2006-09-25T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T06:43:07.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeappies! Hady won.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky didnt vote the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really like jon.&lt;br /&gt;his songs bored me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someday.. i ll rule the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115919178741624526?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115919178741624526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115919178741624526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115919178741624526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115919178741624526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeappies-hady-won.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115782202966422381</id><published>2006-09-10T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T10:19:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went for a package tour to sentosa on ma BIRHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;it was totally fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, it the 4D magix show.&lt;br /&gt;i was exciting and it was so real&lt;br /&gt;like you were actually there.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of jumped and screamed but only ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. anyway, it was worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;it was so real like you were there.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate the bees! and the spider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the butterfly park.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. i never like insects!&lt;br /&gt;they have so many different types of butterfly from all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;From big to small and from colorful to plain ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0061.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0061.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. there are the disgusting beetles and some others which i swear i ve never seen it before in singapore for ma past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i never see green ONES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is our dirty SPIDERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. this special spider has 10 legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do hate this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was the skytower time!&lt;br /&gt;got a little dizzy here and there.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a short ride.&lt;br /&gt;havent finish taking pics and yups. we landed.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a nice view of the whole sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;the melion the resort waters trees ships sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then folloed by the images of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Where we watched the videao clip of the 4 winds.&lt;br /&gt;We went through the past to the future of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;And it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Not boing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing what our grandpapa play and live.&lt;br /&gt;And it was quite scary though as the lights were veh dim.&lt;br /&gt;Some parts when walkpast, the models ll TALK!&lt;br /&gt;Or REAL people ll talk to you! All of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Goshh.. they really give me a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;As if im at the haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched the story of the melion.&lt;br /&gt;And It was kinda fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;Before we get there, we thought that we need to CLIMB up.&lt;br /&gt;But.. LUCKILY! There s lift!&lt;br /&gt;How innocent are we. Hahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CABLE CAR!&lt;br /&gt;I lovee the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Though its HOT and stuffy in there.&lt;br /&gt;But.. its OK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/1600/SUNP0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3077/1303/320/SUNP0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I got a shot at ma fav star cruise VIRGO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115782202966422381?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115782202966422381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115782202966422381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115782202966422381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115782202966422381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-went-for-package-tour-to-sentosa-on.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115765022883648152</id><published>2006-09-08T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:30:28.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeappies! Its ma BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;Im 18!&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;the day i ve been waiting for since 090905!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. Im gonna ve soo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovee you guys for all the songs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115765022883648152?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115765022883648152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115765022883648152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115765022883648152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115765022883648152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeappies-its-ma-birthday-woohooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115742405123738093</id><published>2006-09-05T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:40:51.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Linda, your true color is Yellow! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="testresultpic"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="" src="http://i.emode.com/color/images/yellow_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're &lt;b&gt;yellow&lt;/b&gt;, the color of joy and energy — two things you definitely bring to everyone around you. It's hard for anyone to be sad or lonely in your presence; your sunny disposition and cheery outlook just won't allow it. &lt;!-- br--&gt;The warmth of your personality shines through in the kindness you show friends and family (and strangers, too). Always ready with a lighthearted joke or heartfelt compliment, you know how to make people feel good about themselves, so they can't get enough of you. Yellow is a warm and inviting color for a warm and inviting person — you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115742405123738093?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115742405123738093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115742405123738093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115742405123738093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115742405123738093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/linda-your-true-color-is-yellow-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115729451178826149</id><published>2006-09-03T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:41:52.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs.. Joakim s finally OUT!&lt;br /&gt;the fact that many people are happy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. i dont want Paul to get kick out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really like the charity shows the part before and after commercial breaks.&lt;br /&gt;its just too pityful to watch.&lt;br /&gt;rmbed the soon huat one?&lt;br /&gt;he s just so......... hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINCENT NG..&lt;br /&gt;im going to buy TEN.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs,, see his abs...&lt;br /&gt;woohoooooo..&lt;br /&gt;im coming for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will you take my love through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115729451178826149?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115729451178826149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115729451178826149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115729451178826149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115729451178826149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahs.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115647650346891865</id><published>2006-08-24T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:28:23.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING FEVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! shopping spirit arise!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;but, im so broke.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time w yun and jo ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Though i heard something unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;but.. i pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;its how disgusting ppl made you feel,&lt;br /&gt;wen they rmbed your embarrassed incident&lt;br /&gt;like.. 3 yrs ago!!!!!! YEAH! 3 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;quite irritated. and she kept laughing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got a fun time eating pasta!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! pasta! and we all cant finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Tooks neos and ..&lt;br /&gt;we ve so much fun inside the stupid machine.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing ma ass off. oops. hahahs&lt;br /&gt;JO was so noisy in the twain.&lt;br /&gt;and i was stared by a "ugly obasan!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.! JO laughed too LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;everyone was staring.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. but i didnt quite mind at that time.&lt;br /&gt;NO HOT GUYS AROUND&lt;br /&gt;so.. who cares? hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy girll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115647650346891865?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115647650346891865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115647650346891865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115647650346891865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115647650346891865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/08/shopping-fever-yeah-shopping-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115626121501151361</id><published>2006-08-22T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:40:15.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yun gave a call today and im so HAPPY that she asked!&lt;br /&gt;Im all over the rainbow cause..&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE LAST DAY OF EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;though i swear im going fail CD1.2!&lt;br /&gt;Im still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking abt blogging all ma happiness out,&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;thunder came crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not angry.&lt;br /&gt;Im just not.&lt;br /&gt;How can i bee happy now?&lt;br /&gt;It was a once a year celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Friends would know how i treasured it.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun last yr.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i ve that fun this yr?&lt;br /&gt;All i want is for you to turn up?&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tears came running down ma cheeks of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;can you give it up for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115626121501151361?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115626121501151361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115626121501151361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115626121501151361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115626121501151361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/08/yun-gave-call-today-and-im-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115591162832638992</id><published>2006-08-18T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:33:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays.&lt;br /&gt;i knew something s gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;it always happen on an important day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blurly thought that it was blk 53.&lt;br /&gt;happily walked to class 03-03 of blk 53.&lt;br /&gt;opens the door and..&lt;br /&gt;UH-OH! wrong class.&lt;br /&gt;double checked and it was blk 56!&lt;br /&gt;at another side!&lt;br /&gt;Damned.&lt;br /&gt;Reach blk 56 and there were so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up 3 storey and search everywhere for 03-03&lt;br /&gt;finally found and sat down w bundle of sweats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a great day to take a test!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115591162832638992?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115591162832638992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115591162832638992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115591162832638992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115591162832638992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115581963790852022</id><published>2006-08-17T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T06:00:37.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HADY! the satay boy. i like his performance last night.&lt;br /&gt;he rocks the housr down!&lt;br /&gt;though i lovee PAUL TWOHILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people just got to vote on SINGINGS!!&lt;br /&gt;not APPEARANCE!&lt;br /&gt;its not a model contest.&lt;br /&gt;people, singing!&lt;br /&gt;vote for the right people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115581963790852022?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115581963790852022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115581963790852022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115581963790852022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115581963790852022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hady-satay-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115574506387131229</id><published>2006-08-16T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T09:17:44.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CG!&lt;br /&gt;ma first attendance this year.&lt;br /&gt;call me an unfaithful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;though i only went for the studing part.&lt;br /&gt;cos i ve made a last min decision to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people there are great!&lt;br /&gt;funny people.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;make up the "pinky and the brain" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of think it to be a .. flies!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to get that kind of wrapping on ma present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies sucks!&lt;br /&gt;i ve forgotten all the things i ve memorize!&lt;br /&gt;God, im so last min person!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROARR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115574506387131229?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115574506387131229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115574506387131229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115574506387131229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115574506387131229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/08/cg-ma-first-attendance-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115565414786402935</id><published>2006-08-15T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T08:02:27.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROTEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N-O. No. W-A-Y. Way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we ve test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh damn gracious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ve been studing w kj at tpy library.&lt;br /&gt;Damn..&lt;br /&gt;it was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;the people there.. ma gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful day i had ytd&lt;br /&gt;which i ended ma day w a criticism!&lt;br /&gt;call me a david jones clone?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;he fucking hell pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;if im the kreken!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna turn him into ma slaves,&lt;br /&gt;who ll spent the rest of his life on ma ship.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna make sure ma supervisor,&lt;br /&gt;gonna wack him until...&lt;br /&gt;he s gonna suffer worst than jesus christ.&lt;br /&gt;and i make sure he doesnt get enough food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont mess around w me!&lt;/em&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-14412147.post-115513811494348530</id><published>2006-08-09T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T08:41:55.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch the fireworks and its totally pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;Ma gosh...&lt;br /&gt;you should ve gone to see all the sad faces at esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;So shit..&lt;br /&gt;and kids were shouting "where is the fireworks, mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;So idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;Sg got no money anymore to for fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;hahahs...&lt;br /&gt;so little only. last yr was damn long..&lt;br /&gt;at 3 different areas.&lt;br /&gt;This yr?&lt;br /&gt;one area and damn short.&lt;br /&gt;talk about.. esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;all the buildings blocked our view..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. shit. shld ve gone to marina.&lt;br /&gt;hais.... what a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;And people started to play they re small fireworks&lt;br /&gt;to entertain themselves.&lt;br /&gt;throwing them into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Now now, know where does all the litters in the river comes from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoyed taking pics w korrey on our walk to ps!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;we were so.. crazy!&lt;br /&gt;didnt care abt others eyes on us.&lt;br /&gt;Just happily acting retarded in the street!&lt;br /&gt;What a fun!&lt;br /&gt;and i totally like ma new phone.&lt;br /&gt;though it s kind of blur in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy national day.&lt;br /&gt;and.. it s ma dad s birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;and .. and..&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to buy him PRESENT!&lt;br /&gt;now then i realise.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. still thinking..&lt;br /&gt;where can i find fishing things which are cheap!&lt;br /&gt;ideas pls! hahahs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115513811494348530?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' 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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-14412147.post-115419034612188143</id><published>2006-07-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T09:25:46.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;We re being tricked by that JIAJI!!&lt;br /&gt;What a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;w those ugly indo and malaysian kings and Queens wanna-be&lt;br /&gt;Ma gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to holland v.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didnt know that they wanted to go to pub.&lt;br /&gt;Blurly followed, we went in.&lt;br /&gt;But rejected due to age.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.. i thought we re eating!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi driver re weird.&lt;br /&gt;i started to entertain maself and daryl, pauline, zyx.&lt;br /&gt;started all ma nonsense on the tourism guide.&lt;br /&gt;i started to act crazy and sing-along w the andy lau song.&lt;br /&gt;And that joker ask us to sing the jap cars song,&lt;br /&gt;we were like.. wth is that.&lt;br /&gt;so, he started to sing and we were like.. hmm.. ok.&lt;br /&gt;it was too cold to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;so.. we conti our tourist guide.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky enough, we didnt suffer for long inside the cab!&lt;br /&gt;Yesha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115419034612188143?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115419034612188143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115419034612188143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115419034612188143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115419034612188143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow-we-re-being-tricked-by-that-jiaji.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115409651599213218</id><published>2006-07-28T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:21:56.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss Paul, JO, YUN and Karin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgeting ma gossip groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got ma maroon.&lt;br /&gt;And at a good price!&lt;br /&gt;Yeapies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No one ll understand how i feel exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Everyone just drove over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Leaving me w unbearable scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But im stil gonna live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cause, im not dead yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115409651599213218?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115409651599213218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115409651599213218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115409651599213218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115409651599213218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-paul-jo-yun-and-karin-not.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115405638793169739</id><published>2006-07-28T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:22:26.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starting to skip lectures nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so slpy now.&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is crying soon!&lt;br /&gt;Yet i ve to reach LT20 by 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help... pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115405638793169739?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115405638793169739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>okays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that ma blog will seems nice to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to slp now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115366822679791872?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115366822679791872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115366822679791872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115366822679791872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115366822679791872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115358267514185578</id><published>2006-07-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T08:37:55.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohs.. im soh fucking happy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping w Pauline at town.&lt;br /&gt;Really miss her soh much.&lt;br /&gt;After soh much pain i ve been through,&lt;br /&gt;I felt relieve when i saw her looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;I know she ll stand by me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;I lovee you, ma fren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a gold heels!&lt;br /&gt;Know what!&lt;br /&gt;Its only 15 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;And its damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a little tight!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. Kind of one size down for ma feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a lot of food today!&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch pirates of the carribbean.&lt;br /&gt;Its nice.&lt;br /&gt;But. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Just ma luck too!&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay is so pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115358267514185578?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115358267514185578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115358267514185578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115358267514185578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115358267514185578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ohs.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115323637890583574</id><published>2006-07-18T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T08:26:18.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damned it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma dad just destroyed ma 60 bucks Mango bers jeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH.. i hate him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mannn...&lt;br /&gt;What a bad day to end w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ll pay me back for that!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROARRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lovee KIM ! she s soh fucking cute!&lt;br /&gt;Im soh sad that i wont be seeing her again.&lt;br /&gt;Playing, drawing, reading singing w her were soh fun.&lt;br /&gt;But she wont be there wen i return next year.&lt;br /&gt;Im sad.&lt;br /&gt;She were ma best friend !&lt;br /&gt;She watched totally spies! highschool musical ! mr bean ! Zoe 101 !&lt;br /&gt;She looks so like me.&lt;br /&gt;I really lovee her.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me her key chain..&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know what those letters meant but i ll treaure it.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we ll meet one day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115323637890583574?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115323637890583574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115323637890583574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115323637890583574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115323637890583574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/damned-it-ma-dad-just-dest_115323637890583574.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115314632942429883</id><published>2006-07-17T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T07:32:27.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny when you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but all I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to be over there&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now I have to pretend&lt;br /&gt;That I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;A dream when I'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;A wish upon a star that's coming true&lt;br /&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings&lt;br /&gt;With the truth&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;br /&gt;That I heard you singing&lt;br /&gt;And when you smiled you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I could sing along.&lt;br /&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;And once upon a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And wishes on a star just don't come true&lt;br /&gt;Cause now even I can tell&lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings&lt;br /&gt;With the truth&lt;br /&gt;Because I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;That I could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;br /&gt;while I was falling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;I thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115314632942429883?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115314632942429883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115314632942429883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115314632942429883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115314632942429883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-funny-when-you-find-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115237539372275941</id><published>2006-07-08T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:16:33.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;i love musical high school&lt;br /&gt;That troy is cute&lt;br /&gt;that gabriella is pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Both ve great voices!&lt;br /&gt;Its just a cute show la.&lt;br /&gt;Veh nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma gosh...&lt;br /&gt;Know what!&lt;br /&gt;Korrey becoming a little... weird!&lt;br /&gt;He watched this Prettycure cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;Im like.. wth. i should be the one watching.&lt;br /&gt;And we ve so much fun watch totally spies!&lt;br /&gt;And... we watch cartoon barbie!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. childish us.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. i love to watch w him!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115237539372275941?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115237539372275941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115237539372275941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115237539372275941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115237539372275941'/><link 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hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were soooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt imagine that there ll be people who wanted to draw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooo overjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No belinda lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i ask for more on tues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOwever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mentor photocopied ma partner and mine journals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats so fucking personal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She photocopied it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to her abt plagiarism pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115202937064338228?l=epitaph-.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-14412147.post-115193904401873855</id><published>2006-07-03T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T08:10:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;INDIX BEING MOLESTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She requested to write out this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bright and HOT sunny afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;As the sun drifted across the clear bue sky.&lt;br /&gt;This little crazy girll, indix, happily whacked ma ass!&lt;br /&gt;What a poor innocent me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. we cannot let others bully us.&lt;br /&gt;So, I hit her back.&lt;br /&gt;But she was covering her ass protecting it.&lt;br /&gt;So, instead, i whacked her breast!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;lalalal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after class..&lt;br /&gt;Mello simply whack her ass out of her!&lt;br /&gt;**OUCHH !&lt;br /&gt;That must hurt alot!&lt;br /&gt;But hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she says..&lt;br /&gt;She was being molested by nadia too!&lt;br /&gt;At the gym i guess!&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;You horny babe!&lt;br /&gt;You re the one not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had fun drawing your hand in class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115193904401873855?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193904401873855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115193904401873855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115193904401873855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115193904401873855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/indix-being-molested-she-requested-to.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115193785731728189</id><published>2006-07-03T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:44:17.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE COGNITIVE DEVELOPMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they ve to talk to themselves and all.&lt;br /&gt;So irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.. but its kind f strange and WOW factor!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;But.. whatever. I still ve to do the record!&lt;br /&gt;Shitt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fucking want that phone!&lt;br /&gt;Give me ma maroon!&lt;br /&gt;I ll burn your shop down!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked from tpy head to tail&lt;br /&gt;in search of suspect V3i maroon!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone found it for 480,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ring ma mobile!&lt;br /&gt;I ll lovee you to the extremee core!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Daryl says that i shldnt be too vulgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hmm.. i ll work on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115193785731728189?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193785731728189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115193785731728189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115193785731728189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115193785731728189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-cognitive-development-why-do.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115185582051677388</id><published>2006-07-02T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:57:00.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma samuel puppy loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indix loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love themm so muchhhhh too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE LOVE !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115185582051677388?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115185582051677388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115185582051677388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115185582051677388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115185582051677388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeahhhhh-daryl-loves-me-ma-samuel.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115176821597763752</id><published>2006-07-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:41:06.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma dear INDIX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loove you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the preachings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do feel better now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You re ma Best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. i should believe that im not boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not unpopular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  ve great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i ve got you and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the people dont like me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let it be and fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i dont need them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]] hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lynda rocks! and everyone knows that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im not boring! Im fun to be w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only you were ma true friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And who would that be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;People!! Watch SUPERMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ma great childhood idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;He's back! Catch him in cinemas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its worth to spend your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Firstly, he's hot, He's cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The show is more than 2 hrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And.. how many times would you get to see a hot guy wearing his red hot underwear outside! hahahs.. Have fun watching it. =]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115176821597763752?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115176821597763752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115176821597763752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115176821597763752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115176821597763752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ma-dear-indix-i-loove-you-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115150371211359868</id><published>2006-06-28T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:20:39.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just thought that i am a boring person..&lt;br /&gt;thats why youuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's people talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They talk about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They know ma name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They think they know everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But they dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anything about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Give me a dancefloor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Give me a DJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Play me a record &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Forget what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'Cause i need to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Need to get away tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I put ma make up on a Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I try to make it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Try to make it alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know i make mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Im living life day to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It s never really easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But it s okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People all around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everywhere that I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People all around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They dont really know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everybody's watching like it's some kind of show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everybody's watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They dont really know me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115150371211359868?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115150371211359868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115150371211359868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115150371211359868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115150371211359868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-thought-that-i-am-boring-person.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-115116577205928446</id><published>2006-06-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:20:18.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays. i went back church today w loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know if people were happy to see me ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svc was as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i fucking miss doing lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ma sherpherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind telling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even think she ll bother to read ma blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her own sheep's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sherpherding like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No msges when she took over from ma ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt even bother to say hi when im online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still.. didnt even care to smile at me when im in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call that a sherpherd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss ma ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does god always give me this kind of sherpherd?&lt;br /&gt;Am i so not worthy and wasting time to take care of?&lt;br /&gt;So ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should i still stay in hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all those IJ girls just go there to flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting spiritual bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kj.. we know the best.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To ying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We re different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People nag you to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No one bothers to ask me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And i fucking hell miss to do lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How could they kick me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nonsense.. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If ma so-call sherpherd allows me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I had been left behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Forgotten in the crowds of new believers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To huishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I understand how much I want to be in a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But tell me why should i go to a church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when people dont even bother ma existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Say more of a hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To KJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;C'mon friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Those hypocrites and sluts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;God ll punished them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dont even want to dirty ma hand for a slap on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I dont even care to bother abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Meaningless to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14412147.post-115079048040922803</id><published>2006-06-20T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:01:20.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cut short hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are getting on ma nerves nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really do hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the problem w you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant just leave me alone like you did before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate yhopies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs.. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect at yourslef why people leave church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of BGR. But you! the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dont force so why you forced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshiters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only care about new believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Im vanished in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No one bothers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Im only screaming.. to the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That soon vanish me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-115079048040922803?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/115079048040922803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=115079048040922803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115079048040922803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/115079048040922803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeah-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114995294225909755</id><published>2006-06-10T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T08:22:23.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a boring saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe was too lazy to get dress up. Im just too tired. Didnt put on any powder and started off to korrey's place. Wanted to took a cab and ma gosh.. it started pouring before i could get one. Didnt know that nowadays kids are so much naugthier!! this boy steal that bloody cab away from me. So.. wtf la. In the end, i took a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I had a gweat lunch! With ma fav. chinese rojak i called that and korrey's chicken porridge. It just makes me fly up to the moon. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched princess diaries and its so nice. hahah..Its so funny and we were laughing our asses off. and its so romantic in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was gweat w the samosa. hahah.. I loove it. I almost finish up the whole plate! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tpy central to get something and saw V3i Maroon! Ma gosh.. Im so fucking in love w it. Hell man. I want that! No way.. Im gonna get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114995294225909755?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995294225909755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114995294225909755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114995294225909755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114995294225909755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-boring-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114986678329942876</id><published>2006-06-09T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T08:26:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KOKLENG!! that LUOHAN koktao is ma best friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really make sense out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making ma bwain works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to ma probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cos not many ppl would listen up to me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loove you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ears up when you need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you make me feel like im a big fat liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you make me feel like im an unholy sinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you make me feel like im a flirty bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you make me feel like im just a slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;how can you be so cruel to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;makes me think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114986678329942876?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114986678329942876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114986678329942876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114986678329942876'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An answer s not given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose of thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im felt that weakness in ma heart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The craving of light&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I just wanna sleep the entire of ma life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114960677274196821?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960677274196821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>I felt soh fucking disgusted right now. I seriously going to throw out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read this conversation between ma 2 friends and one &lt;em&gt;GAY. &lt;/em&gt;Yucks! Can you imagine a guy kept, "humph humph humph" in a converation. Yucks. Like what Jem said, "&lt;em&gt;gross factor 200%&lt;/em&gt;" it strikes siah. Or can you imagine a guy always paints his toe nails? Pink? Ma gosh.. Kiss ma ass! This sucks. I can acknowledge guys who paint only black nails. Not Pink! YUCKS YUCKS YUCKS! Fucking gross la. And Jo calls "him" a new bitch! Hahah.. And he s jealous of joakim getting into Sg idol. And he claims that he can sing better than joakim. Oh pls.. Joakim is much more better than him la. Joakim can dance and sing and play piano. He can only sing, "Humph Humph Humph". hahah.. And he claims that he can be the top student if he really study hard. Oh pls.. He can be the top student if he gets into a school w only 5 idiots. Autistic students do better than him, for sure! Oh ya.. and he claims that he likes girls and kinda have alot of new friends in school. Thinking back.. Sec school life was abit tough for him. He had no friends at all. Hahah.. Thats no wonder at all. Will a normal guy goes.." ma gosh.. "I had a pimple on ma face! I had used facial foam and i still got a pimple!" and will a normal guy apply powder on his face and brings it to school everyday. And will a normal guy put gohnson baby powder after PE!! And he just look so.. GAY! And Girly! Ma gosh.. Reading his msg just makes me wanna puke. Mingyew says, "he s just an attention saker la." Hahah. YESHA!! He is! Go Mingyew go! Go whack him! Dont need to wait for the chance. hahah.. I love you if it strikes! Hahah.. And mingyew talks about the camp whereby this gay wore the platform and walked around during freetime! Ma gosh.. Its like "jiu chen gao" that cake which had 3 colors! Bet that its from his sis. Cannot take it siah. What a fucking gay! And Jem says that he always wear his sis things. So why dont he fucking wear his sis bra? Hahah.. and he thinks that he s fucking handsome. Oh pls.. He s more pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all.. Can i just snap him off. EELLL.. Get out of ma way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114943134924485180?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114943134924485180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114943134924485180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114943134924485180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114943134924485180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-felt-soh-fucking-disgusted-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114935174915074793</id><published>2006-06-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T09:22:29.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Ma unlucky day! yesha! Saw someone that probably i dont wish to see. Lost ma jacket and had lots of quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still made it up in the end. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping and bought something for ma lovely classmates! Yesha. Think they re gonna love it. =]] Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched She s the man!! Its fucking funny sia! Everyone in the theater were laughing madly. Hahah! A gweat show. I dont mind watching it again! Yes yes! Soccer is fun. And guys suck if they think girls aint good as guys. Rmb the scene whereby the girl slaps the guy's face for the 5 second thingy, everyone is laughing and shouted "yeah"! hahah.. what a fun theater huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at kopitiam near cine. Hmm.. teh food is.. lets put it this way, i dont feel like going back to eat again. Hahah.. clear enough? But there got alot of Malays. So.. you can imagine how noisy it is. but they were funny la. Kind of make friends w them. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still sick.. Ma tables and dustbin are full of tissues. Im so sick of it. I dont ve common test! But got alot of assignments and small test coming up next week! Wtf..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114935174915074793?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114935174915074793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114935174915074793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114935174915074793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114935174915074793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-ma-unlucky-day-yesha-saw-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114926363080325269</id><published>2006-06-02T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:53:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF ! And im having pe today! Yes! So happy, got to see all ma netball fwiends! Heheh.. We just had so much fun together! And today, the new coach s so cute la. But they still pwefer mag though. I think mag got more personality, thats why they say she s pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to taste the sandwichs at atrium. Its nice sia. I dont know why it makes me change ma dislike. I like the toasted bread! But its fucking ex la. Stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up from sleep and Im doing ma assignments now cause I wanna ve a gweat time shopping and watching movie tmr! She s the man! Im coming for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114926363080325269?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114926363080325269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114926363080325269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114926363080325269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114926363080325269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/tgif-and-im-having-pe-today-yes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114917400179562157</id><published>2006-06-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:03:17.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sick! I hate it. Catch a cold but dont know how. Just feel like chopping ma nose off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve denasality. WTF. Not only me, Hakim too. Hahah.. But nvm, teacher says can be cured so, yaya, got to practice more. Im not abnormal !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch She s the man. I think its fucking funny la. And i hope that it ll make me laugh ma ass off. Havent been to cathy house to watch yet. Heard that it has veh ncie and comfy seats there. I fucking hell want to get ma butts on it la !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114917400179562157?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114917400179562157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114917400179562157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114917400179562157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114917400179562157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-sick-i-hate-it.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114908248182184443</id><published>2006-05-31T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T06:34:41.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wheeeee~ &lt;/em&gt;Ma class ended at 1 today. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;korrey's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;place but I was lost! But he still finds me. Thank God! Anyway, his pork porridge was fantastic! Im not bad either though he claims it to be a little saltish.. Hahah. But its not bad for the first time, okay! He s such a pig! Ma gosh.. he ate 1 and a half bowl of porridge, 2 chocolate tarts and 2 packets of deep fried fries! wtf.. Now you all know why I kept saying he s fat? Oh pls.. He s tummy s all ma gosh la. And after eating all this junk, he complaint to eat more! Wtf right? I should be the one eating all this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the longest yatch and we were laughing our ass off. Fucking funny la. The "babok" cheerleaders. &lt;em&gt;Yucks~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked spagetti w &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;korrey &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and it taste.. wonderful! Hahah.. Ma darling can succeed in Shatec! Yesha.. But i think he needs to g army first. Saddens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114908248182184443?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114908248182184443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114908248182184443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114908248182184443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114908248182184443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/wheeeee-ma-class-ended-at-1-today.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114900197012708269</id><published>2006-05-30T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T08:12:50.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to arab stweet w&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; laura &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in the afternoon. Though i felt like  im being barbequed by ta sun, i still had soh much fun. Went to buy accersories and saw soh much weird and old houses and cute bikes! It was fucking cute la! I want one! Snapped many retarded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shots w &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;So fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On ta way back w&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; korrey &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is ewen funnier. First, he thought that i didnt tab ma card at the twain station. So we went back and twied to tab. He was so retarded that he went to ta wrong machine twice! I was like,"are you blind or stupid? it was the red sign so how can you tab?" So anyway, there s this one guy who curiously looking at us laughing crazily. I wanted to stop la but his reactions to the 2 "DAH~" is just so funny when the machine sounded for rejection of tabbing the card. WTF.. So bloodly loud sia. And he still thinks that nobody saw. So.. shall let him thinks that way. The funniest thing is this. When we get into the twain, there s this stupid malay guy who came in at Orchard stop. He s fucking noisy la. And he starting to shout, "hey people! PUSH~~ PUSH~~!" cause the twain was fucking packed! So this retarded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;korrey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; made fun of him and says, "as if we re all pregnant.. PUSH~~ PUSH~~ baby s coming out! Argh.. PUSH!!" and he gave this fucking funny look la. I cant stop laughing la. Its fucking irritating the way he reacted. And he s not soft. So his fwen heard and looked at us. So.. WTF! its funny la, dey. For goodness sake. Whatever it is.. His fwen just look like a outdated retarded girl who went for FAKE hair extention. I mean.. thats so fake la. If you want, go dye it, for goodness sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114900197012708269?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114900197012708269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114900197012708269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114900197012708269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114900197012708269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114891204615032009</id><published>2006-05-29T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:14:06.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yay.. It was such a boring day! I hate Mondays. I always suffer Monday blues though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied damn hard for that fucking quiz and then.. Today Sukuna just said, "I think its not fair for you to take the test, I ll go through w you first and you ll do it on MEL." I was like wtf? Wasted my pwecious time of sleep! Got me soh fucking tired la. But Im still happy! Heh.. No test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the 2 hrs lunch bweak which is damn fucking waste time. Stoned at atrium w ma click. Fucking waste time. Anyway, 2 hrs still passed. Damn slowly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! another 2 assignments for stupid STB. Kept wondering why must we care so much of how to speak when we re like PASSED OUR O's ! Thats Stupid! Still, we cant choose our partners. There s fucking no chemistry la. We talked at our own world. That lecturer still asked to go out lunch w her to create some bonds. Kiss ma ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt boring after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i aint got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a lonely world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that i ve got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world s spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart s beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im alive for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114891204615032009?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114891204615032009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114891204615032009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114891204615032009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114891204615032009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114881680597034137</id><published>2006-05-28T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:49:35.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired. Im stressed. I dont understand the stupid stimulis. Wtf should i care about all this stupid theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch Singapore idol later. Yuppy. Saw Joakim in there. hahah. and heard that he survived his way to top 28. COOL! Hahah.. Hope the show ll make me laugh ma ass off to calm all ma waves down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve been puzzled about what to do. I dont understand and I dont know how. He s all I need and I dont want him to leave me for 3 months. I know sooner or later you ve to go. But not now. I want you. I ll not be able to survive. Im falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bring me away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114881680597034137?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114881680597034137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114881680597034137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114881680597034137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114881680597034137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114881680913925426</id><published>2006-05-28T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T04:47:29.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired. Im stressed. I dont understand the stupid stimulis. Wtf should i care about all this stupid theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch Singapore idol later. Yuppy. Saw Joakim in there. hahah. and heard that he survived his way to top 28. COOL! Hahah.. Hope the show ll make me laugh me ass off to calm all ma waves down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve been puzzled about what to do. I dont understand and I dont know how. He s all I need and I dont want him to leave me for 3 months. I know sooner or later you ve to go. But not now. I want you. I ll not be able to survive. Im falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bring me away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114881680913925426?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114881680913925426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114881680913925426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114881680913925426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114881680913925426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-tired_28.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114882708743856446</id><published>2006-05-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T07:38:07.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why cant anyone just fucking hell answer my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you just tell me what i should know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why everyone s not there for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me i cant answer you. Im not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call that my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont ever ask you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im pissed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114882708743856446?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114882708743856446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114882708743856446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114882708743856446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114882708743856446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-cant-anyone-just-fucking-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114874473826425307</id><published>2006-05-27T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:45:38.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xmen was a great movie. Didnt even realise that i ve sat there for almost 2 hrs. Though i kind of hate jean for her scarry looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore ma new heels and i ve survive w it all day! Yes! I felt so heart pain! I almost get a pair of flats which i wanted all along. It look kind of cute on ma feet but its just too big. WTF! Does all skinny people suffer like this? Ma gosh.. Skinny feet and legs doesnt offend the manufacturer okay! Its time for them to think for the skinnies and tallers like ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114874473826425307?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114874473826425307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114874473826425307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114874473826425307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114874473826425307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/xmen-was-great-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114864945153734364</id><published>2006-05-26T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T06:17:31.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to ma MOM. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114864945153734364?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114864945153734364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114864945153734364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114864945153734364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114864945153734364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-to-ma-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114856558192191098</id><published>2006-05-25T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:07:47.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays. Today had a embarrassing moment. Yaya. Im always so clumsy. Ma heels got stuck on that stupid bridge stairs! Can you believe it? My gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its okay. I bought another heels to replaced it. Hahah. =)) Can I break more shoes? Hah.. Hunting the whole Far East for shoes! Yesha.. i found a new partner. Shoes Freak! Laura!! Crazy girls. Hahah.. Forever 21! Topshop! Mango! Zara! Hahah.. Of cause, shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about 70 bucks today and I think its too enough. Hahah.. bought a esprit towel, esprit slippers and 2 esprit shirts for mummy and ma korrey. +)) And not forgetting, ma heels! I love it, its soh nice. But i think ma korrey hates it. Its like im around his height. And he has to go.. Ohs..can you hunch your back a little. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for class and Im damn fucking dont like her lesson. She bored me to the core..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S (to that somebody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalling that funny day 3 years ago when you came to my hse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syrup water without adding water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambell soup without adding water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fry eggs without without putting oil first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! you really wanna burn my kitchen down! Hahah.. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114856558192191098?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114856558192191098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114856558192191098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114856558192191098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114856558192191098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114848181949637529</id><published>2006-05-24T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:43:39.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was damn .. UNLUCKY day for me. Sure enough. Can god make any more worse? Idiot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happily brought the chocolate tiramisu to school. Then, when i switch on ma phone on the bus, there s a super bursting hot msg from anisa telling me that Kailing s not coming! Damn fucking shocked. No choice, i brought it w me to Buona Vista for the making of ma Ezlink. Not to mention all the hardships that i ve been through for ma Ezlink. It makes me pissed to the core of the HELL. Fucking bank! Anyway, i was so suay that the replacement counter had closed down! Fuck sia! Then took a train to Jurong East and i found out that the clsing date had ended. Fucking bloody suay. So got no choice, i took a train back to tpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky enough, my unlucky day ends there when i meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated his mom's Birthday though. Soh nice. And we watched American Idol together. I love taylor! Though i think Katherine s pwetty. Hahah. Yesha. I hope my Taylor wins.. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114848181949637529?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848181949637529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114848181949637529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114848181949637529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114848181949637529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114693867719475320</id><published>2006-05-07T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:04:37.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went shopping w mt, lt and shewon!! Hahah.. Soh glad that we chill out again! Its mt birthday celebration and its great to see her so happy wen she unwrapped her present. Hahah.. She loves it. Happy wearing it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. im still doing ma work! Yesha.. at this hour again. Hmm.. gonna stop it soon. SOON. I cant stand the solization thingy now. Gonna burst soon. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr having a wedding dinner at Fullerton Hotel. Yesha..... Hahah.. Now, i can go in. Weee.. always wanted to go in and take a look. Hahah.. Cant wait to see it. Havent decide what to wear yet. Gonna be a tough decision!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114693867719475320?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114693867719475320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114693867719475320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114693867719475320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114693867719475320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-shopping-w-mt-lt-and-shewon-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114685689553013028</id><published>2006-05-06T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:21:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im frustrated abt ma CD1.2 assignments. She didnt teach anything and just throw us an assignment. Idiot. And now im getting 1 brain 2 heads. Gonna fall down! upper part heavier than lower part! Anyway.. she s really................................................. not only boring but damn damn boring and....... idiotic. cant stand her. what a fucking weekends I had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114685689553013028?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114685689553013028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114685689553013028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114685689553013028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114685689553013028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-frustrated-abt-ma-cd1.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114649829877152368</id><published>2006-05-01T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T08:44:58.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ARGHHH.. &lt;/em&gt;My sister bought a hello kitty digital camera. &lt;em&gt;yesh!! &lt;/em&gt;I was the one who told her and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;korrey&lt;/span&gt; was the one that found it. Hahah.. My sister in return, bought me a hello kitty camera casing and hp strap, which is.. ehs.. of no use to me. But nvm.. since its hello kitty, and its so nice, i ll take it, Cause, its FREE! Hahah.. Im gonna snap some shots w that too!! That manager told me that that they re importing 5 different types of hello kitty hp in. Isnt that cool?! &lt;em&gt;yesh.. ME ME. Im gonna snatch one!! &lt;/em&gt;Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch AQUAMARINE!!! Its so damn nice! Typical teenage girls fantasy. Hahah.. Though i dont really like the ending. But its still veh nice. Hahah.. Im like small girls still, wanting to ve the story to end w "and the handsome and pretty are together". But i think they ll be together. But why didnt show? And he never say, i love you, to her! Hahah.. Oh ya.. and that place. Florida.. The land that Aaron Carter lives, grow up. Shared his tears and joys. Hahah.. Anyway, its a damn freaking nice show la. All who loves fairytales, must watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114649829877152368?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114649829877152368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114649829877152368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114649829877152368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114649829877152368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/05/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114641168957148449</id><published>2006-04-30T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T08:41:29.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went jamming studio w &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;korrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; on friday. So cool!!! I love drumming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go to the interview. Hmm.. felt a little sad. But nvm.. Im just too scare. Thats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my flash drive on sat. &lt;em&gt;yesh.. &lt;/em&gt;And it cost 85 bucks. Hahah.. i picked the nicest of all, of cos! Anyway.. its ma dad s who s paying. Walked round and round the forth level and finally picked one. Its quite a headache. Im not gonna go there for quite some times. The IT sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took ma 2nd hep. jab today. Its a terrible experience that i had to endure. However, i have a good doc. who knows me veh well. =)) Knowing that i would cry and veh scare of the pain, he used the smallest needle of all- the baby needle. Hahah.. I dont mind if its used to criticise me. WHATEVER. Just give me the less pain one, and i ll kiss your ass off. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent watch ma "aquamarine"! Have been waiting for this show for weeks. Now, im just too busy to watch! wtf..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114641168957148449?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114641168957148449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114641168957148449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114641168957148449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114641168957148449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-jamming-studio-w-korrey-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114615044392398848</id><published>2006-04-27T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T08:07:23.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was late for school. Damn man.. But lucky was not that late to the extend of absent. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs cheong lesson was damn boring! Really. Treating us like kids. Teaching us how to copy and paste folders in the computers. Damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to canteen 3 and eat chicken rice w kl. I was being cheated! That classmate of mine said that the chicken rice was nice. BULLSHIT! it s fucking horribly disgusting. Not nice at all. Sia la.. what a waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a 4 hrs break into lessons so went to watch movie alone in the library. Damn boring me I know, i know. But what else could i do? waited for daryl, which is like.. 1 and a half hours. and we went to eat again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant decide whether to join song composing club or floorball. I wanna join song composing club because i seriously fucking wanna learn drums. but im not into composing songs. not that fucking talented and creative la. On the other hand, I feel like joining sports base, FLOORBALL! So cool. HA.. Hmm.. what a state of confusion. Wth am i suppose to do? Am i going to the interview for scc tmr? Oh..... give me a sign god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114615044392398848?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114615044392398848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114615044392398848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114615044392398848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114615044392398848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-late-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114606270294088129</id><published>2006-04-26T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:45:02.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays.. just read finished somebody's blog, and im fucking red hot boiling. How could he has such a bad sense of taste in choosing her. And yet can last and treating her better. Such a big ass bitch sucking up in her fucking world. Thinks that everyone loves her and thinks that she s pretty and cute and so-called thinks that she s such a hollywood star. Fuck her out sia. She s just a super example of a teeny bitch! Dont know what s backstabbing? Dont know what s kept changing boyfriend? Recall your bloody life, and that s wad i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our goodwill, we shall just vomit when we talk sbout her. She s just not worth for us to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant stand such a person la.. Fucked her out again sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends unite.. Someday we ll kill that bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114606270294088129?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114606270294088129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114606270294088129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114606270294088129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114606270294088129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114588755971904632</id><published>2006-04-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T07:11:14.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school always come w no excitement to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up ma new friends and we headed to the school of HMS. Okays.. new start, new beginning. And i hope i dont ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. first module was damn fun and interesting. The teacher was so cool and funny and lame. She made the whole 3 hrs seems like its only an hour. Damn interesting. Then came the second module which is damn boring and more boring and very very boring. Almost fell aslp in the class When she suddenly look at me,"anything else?" w much shocked i had, "no mdm." -wooh.. i escaped. Third module flows in the way. It was a veh lame module.. the speech module. can u imagine a teacher teaching u how to breathe? And wants you to hold your breath for as long as possible but not to faint in her class? YES!! Its her! Mrs Judith Tan.. And for goodness sake.. I ve short breathe. So im always the one tts sitting down before everyone. I thought i was having eng lesson when she taught us to put the stress in a sentence. Oh gosh... we passed our eng for goodness sake.. but its still better than module 2. Tt teacher could never be anymore boring.. SHE HITS THE LIMIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only the first day of school and i ve one whole stack of papers to be read. &lt;em&gt;it takes my breathe away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Monday!! super duper long day sia. 9am to 6pm. Hais.. I ve to prepare ma survivor kit sia. Hmm.. just hope tt it wont rain anymore la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114588755971904632?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114588755971904632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114588755971904632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114588755971904632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114588755971904632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-of-school-always-come-w-no.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114537116253660020</id><published>2006-04-18T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:39:22.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to NTUC in the morning to pick up some grocery. Hmm.. Didnt know how to pick prawns. But but!! I still chose the fresh one!! Haha(This need some talents to do it ;p) I never wonder prawns are so smelly and dirty. But, i still got all the shit out. Hahah.. So smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took an hour to cook one simple dish of fried rice! Hmm.. But.. but.. it tasted veh good okay! Korrey ate up two whole bowls! Its finger licking good, okay! Dont think i dont know how to cook. Hmm.. actually, i didnt know that i could cook. Hahah.. and this need some talents too. Hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114537116253660020?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114537116253660020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114537116253660020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114537116253660020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114537116253660020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-ntuc-in-morning-to-pick-up.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114511468879506637</id><published>2006-04-15T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T08:26:54.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talked to Shuping in the morning and we had so much fun together. -Hahah. She said we were on the same boat. -Hahah. Yeah.. Tts quite true. Just hope that this boat wont sink. =) And we ll get to reach the shore soon. After talking to her, i felt less guilty. Thank God. And she s on ma back for wad im doing. -Hahah.. Though i knew i did the wrong thing but she made it sounds okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church svc. Though i still feel a little guilty within me. I bear it through. Service was great!! I like the song presentation. It was nice. The drummer was good. In fact, the whole band was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat beef noodles. Such a memoriable noodles. It cut down its price!! Finally! And its still so tasty. =)) Yum Yum.. But that idiotic babok! Hmp.. give me so little. Give korrey one big bowl lo.!! Stupid! Not fair!! Next time i ll ask guy help me buy. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate yu xiang birthday. -Hahah.. Nice food at lorong 8. Our fav birthday makan outing place. -Hahah.. And the crabs are getting smaller and smaller. But the taste s still there. Yummy Yum. =p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full moon tonight. So nice. Sat in the car and enjoying it w Tannya, Yuxiang and Korrey. That stupid Korrey.. say.."Oh.. see see.. the moon is moving!". &lt;em&gt;Oh gosh.. how stupider my boyfwen could be.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114511468879506637?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114511468879506637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114511468879506637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114511468879506637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114511468879506637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/talked-to-shuping-in-morning-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114493530441258959</id><published>2006-04-13T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T06:38:29.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so boring.. without a purpose and value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wake up, go out, come home, surf net, work and slp. Its the same routine over and over again.. Felt so sick of it. Where is my true happiness that lies within me? Searching for it had made me tired of living. Feeling hurt and small in the world make me kept asking HIM why did he ever created me into this sinful world. Nobody wants to sin but their nature is still sinning. Why cant we end this pain shortly? But as you ask yourself true within your heart, you ll say NO. God.. let me live longer.. So contradicting. Those people who wanted to die, if.. you re to give them a second chance.. they ll say, i ll live w pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. im still a small small girll living in a big big world. And a nasty girl in a big ass world. And a simple girll in a complex world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im still a 17 without a purpose and direction.. And i dont need any f`cking explanation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114493530441258959?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114493530441258959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114493530441258959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114493530441258959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114493530441258959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-is-so-boring_114493530441258959.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114498297290844388</id><published>2006-04-13T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:49:32.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it makes me real&lt;br /&gt;I thought it'd be easy, but no one believes me&lt;br /&gt;I meant all the things that I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is so empty&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so tempting&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it got so bad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so crazy&lt;br /&gt;That nothing can save me,&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only thing that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;On my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe me&lt;br /&gt;It never gets easy&lt;br /&gt;I guess I knew that all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114498297290844388?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114498297290844388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114498297290844388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114498297290844388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114498297290844388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-tried-to-be-perfect-but-nothing-was.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114480831529783929</id><published>2006-04-12T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:18:35.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. being woke up by a "wrong person" call. Then.. the doorbell rang but no one was there. So scary.. -sigh.. Im just so timid. Tts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays. Just got a call from ma darling. He reported sick. Soh ve to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. i just got stuck in btw them...... Really dont know wad shld i say to make both happy. HOW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114480831529783929?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114480831529783929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114480831529783929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114480831529783929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114480831529783929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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-14412147.post-114467767770306401</id><published>2006-04-10T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T07:01:19.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally blog again. So fast.. school s starting soon. Dont know how it ll goes in new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter s coming. Think its time to go back then. Just talked to voon. As usual.. kept nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at Swissotel for the past three days 'cause of the Pedder warehouse sales. Everyone was like so crazy. I ve even seen customers quarelling over shoes. Hahah.. soh funny. Seen different types of people there. Good experience. But my whole body is aching like shit. But its still better than working in shop. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve stop ma drums lesson. Damn it. NO MONEY NO TALK. sigh... though the teacher wanted to put me in the girl band. what a waste.. sigh.. Nvm.. i ll just ve to save up money to buy myself a drumset then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a hello kitty big balloon. Of 'cause.. from ma guy. Hahah.. Im soh crazy over it. Hahah.. But it cant last for 5 days. how sad. Somemore, the helium cost 5 bucks. Kill me then... Nvm.. it s still worth it for ma hello kitty revival. Hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;`Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14412147-114467767770306401?l=epitaph-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/feeds/114467767770306401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14412147&amp;postID=114467767770306401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114467767770306401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14412147/posts/default/114467767770306401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epitaph-.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>epitaph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14293999820490795692</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>
