<?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-5521965</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:37:02.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No name</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>300</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107901868702407401</id><published>2004-03-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yati is going away this saturday. which means i have to cook clean and wash the clothes and everything. &lt;strong&gt;oh my god. &lt;/strong&gt;i din really realiseit until yati was like okay amanda this is how u work the washing machine. press this &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; this. &lt;/strong&gt;what am i gonna do w/o yati ?! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the compre test today was eeekyyy. the passage was so long and boring i practically fell asleep. had to go to the toilet to wash my face. who wants to know abt goldfish anws. swaku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107901868702407401?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107901868702407401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107901868702407401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107901868702407401' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107884147627322013</id><published>2004-03-09T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dental was horrible. i waited for so darned long. sigh. now i got extra metal pieces on my molars and their very uncomfortable. well at least i still can eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long ride down to gillian's house to do the project. we did &lt;em&gt;alootttt&lt;/em&gt; off work ! gillian's house is damn cool. so much food to makan and her air con is damn cold and shiok. plus spikee... &lt;strong&gt;omg&lt;/strong&gt; im in love with spike his so so so cute. i wanna hug him forever and bring him back to &lt;em&gt;sand money avenue&lt;/em&gt;. sigh. sarah started playing her guitar and she tot me and gillian seven nation army and last kiss and kiss me. guitar rocks man. i so wanna learn. im gonna learn to play at least one michelle branch song during e march hols. at least now i can read tabs and know a few chords. heeheee. so exciteddd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stubby fingers rock. stubby finger-ed people are able to play the guitar &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; den normal fingered people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107884147627322013?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107884147627322013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107884147627322013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107884147627322013' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107874745783360727</id><published>2004-03-08T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:44.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bands gonna have auditions fro the concert in april. eeekkk. &lt;br /&gt;i saw a man digging his nose on 156 just now. cant stand those horrid &lt;em&gt;singaporean&lt;/em&gt; traits. nose digging. little boys peeing by bushes and the &lt;em&gt;kaaa-puuiii&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;comedy night now. &lt;br /&gt;netball finals tmr. 3 fours suppos eto go cheer them on but ive got dental so im not going ): all the best ij. &lt;br /&gt;geeeeesssshhh. im a favourite person ! yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107874745783360727?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107874745783360727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107874745783360727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107874745783360727' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107865453301630678</id><published>2004-03-07T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. liang court is the coolest place ever. i wanna go there everyday. &lt;br /&gt;there's this japanese supermarket with &lt;strong&gt;jumbo sized &lt;/strong&gt;fruits !!! like super super hUuUuUgee. the apples are like bigger den my hands. and they were yellow. and the strawberries are like bigger den ping pong balls and good i was running arnd taking pictures of the super fruits like some deprived little freak. den mummy bot two cups of gelato for me and the man at the shop recognised me the second time we went so he gave me extra helpings. yummsss. hahahah. and my mum said that when she was pregnant with me. she went there and had this super sweeet japanese desert and immediately after, she went for check up wiht the doctor and the doctor said her blood sugar level was very high. and she thinks that that is the reason why i have a sweeet tooth. like &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trisha is the smartest pigg ever. she told me that there was youth mass in the upper hall. so we went and guess what. it was liek cathetism all over again. so we snuck out at 11.30 and went fro communion. thanks ah trisha. but anyways thanks for entertaining me with all ur stories. i will link u soon. ill link u too &lt;strong&gt;aA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed. i din touch my homework at all. ive been slacking the whole day. and u know what. anne of green gables isnt such a boring book after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would u rather be divinely beautiful or dazzingly clever ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107865453301630678?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107865453301630678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107865453301630678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107865453301630678' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107857189100568232</id><published>2004-03-06T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i just slept from after lunch till now. camp rocked alot. and 3 four won the cheer competition. whopppeee. all other details click &lt;a href="http://squish.blogspot.com"&gt;gillian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to do my homework. sigh. my achy breaky back. i so wanna pon school on monday but. amanda's a very very guai prefect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nod nod nod... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107857189100568232?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107857189100568232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107857189100568232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107857189100568232' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107840566822964215</id><published>2004-03-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg omg. meryl wants to learnt to break and play electric guitar. so so so &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day at camp. 3 four rocked. dragon boat&lt;em&gt;-ed&lt;/em&gt; and had creative thingies. the st gabs toilet is so so sick. i dont wanna bathe there tmr. and i hope i dont have to get up to pee at night. cos someone told me that the st gabs toilets are haunted. and ken li told me that the malay cleaner, uncle i dunno what, saw a pontianak at the st rapheals shed. apparently she hung herself there.&lt;em&gt; shiat&lt;/em&gt;. goosepimples ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. my music just went zzzzaahhhoooozmmskeaazzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107840566822964215?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107840566822964215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107840566822964215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107840566822964215' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107831615589090120</id><published>2004-03-03T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adventure camp tmr. cant hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;esp for dragon boating.&lt;br /&gt;im so scared my realtive would come.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanan go to the toilet anymore. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107831615589090120?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107831615589090120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107831615589090120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107831615589090120' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107831491204308954</id><published>2004-03-03T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took a cab to school cos the 156 came early and we missed it. reached school at 6.43. yawn.&lt;br /&gt;class &lt;br /&gt;class&lt;br /&gt;class&lt;br /&gt;longarithms suckk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lunch at kfc with gill and pamela. &lt;br /&gt;changed the class shirt&lt;br /&gt;den went for maths tuition&lt;br /&gt;aaron taught me this ab exercise thing that gave him abs in a week. and by god it works. i did for five mins and now my &lt;br /&gt;tummy hurts. heheh. i shant share the secret with anyone. pfftttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant bliff mrs nicks and ms teo gonna make us dragon boat in shoes. super smelly feet?&lt;br /&gt;me and carrie need money. help ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised today. that my friendships are drifting apart and it rly hurts. the worst part is that there is nothing i can do because my frens have choosen to cut themselves off from me. maybe u know there arent such things as true frens that last forever. i wanna go back to 2003 and make 2003 last forever. someone invent a time machine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes charlene i wil bring ur uniform tmr. stop nagging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107831491204308954?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107831491204308954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107831491204308954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107831491204308954' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107822111172302576</id><published>2004-03-02T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>could i have some invest pictures pls. esp those with me in them (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107822111172302576?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107822111172302576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107822111172302576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107822111172302576' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107822087062524578</id><published>2004-03-02T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fcuk. amanda logs on to the internet and what does she see ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;chinese porn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had half day today. painted class stuff den went to novena to collect the class shirts. the sizes are so so so big. and did i mention, we took budget travel to the north pole. and dug out shirts out from the ice. they are so so &lt;strong&gt;cool. &lt;/strong&gt; yeaahh. hahah. had lunch at the novean food court. its the coolest food court ever man. totally &lt;strong&gt;zenn&lt;/strong&gt; and the food rocks. im so gonna eat there forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and sleppt. &lt;br /&gt;den i &lt;em&gt;pia-ed&lt;/em&gt; for chi ca tmr.&lt;strong&gt; (&lt;/strong&gt;look guan. i used it ! like yay&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;. ij teachers are sadists. they set tests the day after half day, how are we suppose to enjoy the half day if there's a stoopid chinese test the next day. so ij trying to promote bo chapness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107822087062524578?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107822087062524578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107822087062524578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107822087062524578' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107779354241412733</id><published>2004-02-26T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmmmmm. i wanna go shopping so so so bad. but i gotta do stuff the whole weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=10&gt;&lt;b&gt;sighhh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107779354241412733?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107779354241412733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107779354241412733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107779354241412733' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107779244935613344</id><published>2004-02-26T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday &lt;font color=990066&gt;gretchen&lt;/font&gt; !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im so lousy. came home and plopped myself in front of mtv. and after like two songs i fell asleep. can u imagine falling asleep during a video like sexy naughty bitchy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for sjc's investiture today. our hosts, marissa and sarah marie teo were sooo sooo sooo nice. we had this whole ij ij bond kinda thing. the school is so cool. they get to deco their own class and everything. and their hall has ari connn !!! &lt;strong&gt;ahhhhh. &lt;/strong&gt; sorry lah but chij tp a bit backward. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna fail chemistry. i hate red marks. they dont look very nice against my blue report card. bad color combination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107779244935613344?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107779244935613344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107779244935613344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107779244935613344' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107771030114106092</id><published>2004-02-25T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeheee. its just about my dinnertime too. i cant wait for the sec 3 adventure camp. (: lalalas. its gonna be so fun. dragon boating and all but i hope i dont get an icky tee shirt tan. /: stuck at home studying chem today. so nth much happened. i rly rly rly wanted to go shopping but now i cant anymore cos im so f busy this week. sjc invest tmr. gretchens bday tmr. should be fun. ill run over to st mich canteen to wish gretchen (: i did my 120 sit ups today. sooo darned proud. now everything feels so tight. hoping to get that sweeet centre line soon (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;i want the new apple ipod mini. &lt;b&gt;pink&lt;/b&gt; please&lt;/marquee&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107771030114106092?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107771030114106092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107771030114106092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107771030114106092' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107762178432466740</id><published>2004-02-24T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;omg i have to correct this accusation !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not charge for making templates&lt;br /&gt;priscilla poon u nut&lt;br /&gt;u offered to pay&lt;br /&gt;and rmbr who returned u ur wallet today&lt;br /&gt;hmphhfff&lt;br /&gt;i should have kept it for myself&lt;br /&gt;and posted ur bus pass photo on friendster&lt;br /&gt;hmphhhfffffffff :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107762178432466740?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107762178432466740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107762178432466740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107762178432466740' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107762126602132722</id><published>2004-02-24T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats badminton (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back till 6 plus for prefects stuff&lt;br /&gt;im so so so tired&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole weeks gonna eb like this&lt;br /&gt;since invest is next week&lt;br /&gt;damn sian&lt;br /&gt;no time to study for chem&lt;br /&gt;and 3/1 the best class in the whole level&lt;br /&gt;said it was difficult&lt;br /&gt;how how how how ?!&lt;br /&gt;im aint exactly miss smarty pants&lt;br /&gt;oh god i reek&lt;br /&gt;better go bathe before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spongebob !&lt;/strong&gt; (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107762126602132722?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107762126602132722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107762126602132722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107762126602132722' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107744078169561244</id><published>2004-02-22T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime &lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice me&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Why are we&lt;br /&gt;Strangers when&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;Why carry on without me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to fly&lt;br /&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;br /&gt;I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, it's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make believe&lt;br /&gt;That you are here&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way&lt;br /&gt;I see clear&lt;br /&gt;What have I done&lt;br /&gt;You seem to move on easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly&lt;br /&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;br /&gt;I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have made it rain&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;My weakness caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;And this song is my sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I pray&lt;br /&gt;That soon your face&lt;br /&gt;Will fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly&lt;br /&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;br /&gt;I feel so small&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107744078169561244?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107744078169561244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107744078169561244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107744078169561244' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107744006040442314</id><published>2004-02-22T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. &lt;br /&gt;ij is going crazy over &lt;br /&gt;zijian&lt;br /&gt;tyron&lt;br /&gt;and ian chan.&lt;br /&gt;its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;went for mass and &lt;br /&gt;hoho heeheee haha&lt;br /&gt;sat near me gill and trish&lt;br /&gt;im so tired of doing maths&lt;br /&gt;cant bliff mr teh wants us &lt;br /&gt;to complete the whole of ex 3E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107744006040442314?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107744006040442314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107744006040442314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107744006040442314' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107737521827381117</id><published>2004-02-21T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually have alot of things to say&lt;br /&gt;but i think i typed to much &lt;br /&gt;on msn&lt;br /&gt;and now im rly tired.&lt;br /&gt;aching little stubby fingers&lt;br /&gt;went for fun o  rama after band&lt;br /&gt;and dentla&lt;br /&gt;and souvenier meeting&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down&lt;br /&gt;pamela and bidina climbed out of sch thru the drain&lt;br /&gt;its was rly dumb&lt;br /&gt;cos ungirlie pamela was so scared&lt;br /&gt;she's such a &lt;i&gt;clean freak&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;like peettyyy&lt;br /&gt;den went halfhearted towning&lt;br /&gt;everyone was quite grumpy alr&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;sorry but u rly were&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;crapped all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;sticking the donation stickers everywhere&lt;br /&gt;and snatching wallets&lt;br /&gt;and toking abt which girl we'd go for&lt;br /&gt;if we were irresistable bungs for a day&lt;br /&gt;its like the funiest topic ever.&lt;br /&gt;den we started tokign abt totally kylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TOTALLY !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinnner&lt;br /&gt;brot tasha for car ride&lt;br /&gt;i think she's scared of cars&lt;br /&gt;shivering all the way&lt;br /&gt;poor baby&lt;br /&gt;den kuma called &lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;we had a nostalgic conversation&lt;br /&gt;adn i think she cried.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; is a very very powerful emotion&lt;br /&gt;dont fool with it&lt;br /&gt;and now im stuck here&lt;br /&gt;sneezing like its the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;whoever's thinking of me !&lt;br /&gt;i demand u stop &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;cos my nose itches&lt;br /&gt;and my throat hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy scolding me for saying cheee bai&lt;br /&gt;she said i cant say it anymore&lt;br /&gt;cos its the must crude word ever&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai &lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;b&gt;chee bai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai chee bai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=100&gt;&lt;b&gt;(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107737521827381117?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107737521827381117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107737521827381117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107737521827381117' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107727924485779805</id><published>2004-02-20T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heehee&lt;br /&gt;bands going on holiday !!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to our beloved mr chan&lt;br /&gt;we're going to thailand &lt;br /&gt;during the june hols&lt;br /&gt;im rly excited !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was different today&lt;br /&gt;my instrument went for repair&lt;br /&gt;so i sat arnd stoning &lt;br /&gt;and attempting to help elyssa&lt;br /&gt;i was the &lt;strong&gt;stand&lt;/strong&gt; for like five mins (: &lt;br /&gt;elyssa had to use clare's &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the golden tenor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos all the other tenors were at the repairs&lt;br /&gt;or being used&lt;br /&gt;im damn jealous can&lt;br /&gt;ive never used &lt;strong&gt;the golden tenor&lt;/strong&gt; before&lt;br /&gt;and elyssa isnt even in tenor&lt;br /&gt;and she gets to use it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmphff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. clare's an angel&lt;br /&gt;she's sickk and she said i could&lt;br /&gt;use her &lt;strong&gt;golden tenor&lt;/strong&gt; tmr &lt;br /&gt;super beeeeg grin&lt;br /&gt;thanks a millioon clarey fairy&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;dont&lt;/em&gt; get well soon&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our substitute form teacher&lt;br /&gt;mr leow&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. he's so tootsie can&lt;br /&gt;everyone is like luffing at him but&lt;br /&gt;i dont think he even knows&lt;br /&gt;like even miss teow was luffing at him&lt;br /&gt;heeheeeheee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sang nila utama came to singapore and saw a lion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;mr leow's explanation &lt;br /&gt;of why sg is named sg&lt;br /&gt;obviously he din prepare his lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and indigenous &lt;br /&gt;he pronounces it as &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in- deee-genius !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;a billion sorrys.&lt;br /&gt;rly looking forward to four periods&lt;br /&gt;with mr leow on wednesday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go for dinner with the parents&lt;br /&gt;and lao bei jing&lt;br /&gt;but they decided to run off&lt;br /&gt;for their own little romantic getaway&lt;br /&gt;fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but u owe me a lao bei jing dinner !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go for the fun o rama tmr&lt;br /&gt;im totally dilemmic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;is there such a word&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant bliff i missed spongebob&lt;br /&gt;to write this stoopid layout&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107727924485779805?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107727924485779805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107727924485779805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107727924485779805' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107710328632144299</id><published>2004-02-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. this happened at my maths tuitors house&lt;br /&gt;17 feb 2004&lt;br /&gt;6.16pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student: &lt;em&gt;madam tan, how to do this arh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madam tan: &lt;em&gt;apply the laws of indices lah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student: &lt;em&gt;huh? i thot indices only applies to amaths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madam tan: (&lt;strong&gt;stares at student with damn pek chek face&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;em&gt;there is only one kind of maths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student: &lt;em&gt;huh? no what. there's e and a.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madam tan: &lt;em&gt;but both are maths rite?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student: (&lt;strong&gt;pauses&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;em&gt;oh... ya hor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. &lt;br /&gt;damn swaku cans. &lt;br /&gt;ok maybe it isnt that funny&lt;br /&gt;but thats only cos u werent &lt;br /&gt;there to witness it :p&lt;br /&gt;why do stop pop ups adverts &lt;br /&gt;have to like literally pop up in a pop up ad&lt;br /&gt;its so darn ironic can.&lt;br /&gt;its like printing &lt;strong&gt;beware of bird flu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the packaging of chicken nuggets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: &lt;a href="http://flamingoes.mypicgallery.com/"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107710328632144299?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107710328632144299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107710328632144299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107710328632144299' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107693142752725705</id><published>2004-02-16T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:42.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let the rain fall down&lt;br /&gt;And wake my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Let it wash away&lt;br /&gt;My sanity&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna feel the thunder&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall down&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;ohh happy day !&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. i think im becoming a loner&lt;br /&gt;i did smth really anti today.&lt;br /&gt;and im totally disgusted by it&lt;br /&gt;yati's going back for two weeks in march&lt;br /&gt;i hope my sister doesnt cook.&lt;br /&gt;last time, &lt;br /&gt;she made garlic soup &lt;br /&gt;and me and aaron were forced to swallow it&lt;br /&gt;cos we were so scared of her&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;mummy's gonna pay me to do chores&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be a maid&lt;br /&gt;den i can shopping and get more stuff&lt;br /&gt;i managed to finish my homework&lt;br /&gt;excluding amaths&lt;br /&gt;cos as usual i dont understand &lt;br /&gt;or rmbr a thing&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;god grant me brains.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>jesus christ im positively puking. &lt;br /&gt;dont ask&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for the &lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt; lama &lt;br /&gt;gay boy and &lt;br /&gt;my steamed chicken.&lt;br /&gt;ahur ahur ahur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;how can justin lose out to &lt;br /&gt;gareth gates &lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107682311208099043?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107682311208099043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107682311208099043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107682311208099043' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107676768795585789</id><published>2004-02-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fcuk now im fcuking pissed&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to, &lt;br /&gt;fcuking say so.&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to fcuking lie to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wanna smack that firkin grin of ur stinking ass face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107676768795585789?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107676768795585789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107676768795585789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107676768795585789' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107676747555721960</id><published>2004-02-14T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy valentines day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with sarah and carrie &lt;br /&gt;and dhini and dianne and her bf&lt;br /&gt;watched gothika. &lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. &lt;br /&gt;i finally got my digi cam&lt;br /&gt;its damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;even nicer then canon 400&lt;br /&gt;minolta,&lt;br /&gt;the jaclyn tay lookalike camera&lt;br /&gt;maa ! &lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107676747555721960?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107676747555721960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107676747555721960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107676747555721960' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107659262285016571</id><published>2004-02-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new seating plan today&lt;br /&gt;sitting next to naomi&lt;br /&gt;she damn farnie.&lt;br /&gt;she does the weirdest things&lt;br /&gt;she like a totally deproved child&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. &lt;br /&gt;miracle of the century&lt;br /&gt;miss teow cracked a joke&lt;br /&gt;but no one luffed&lt;br /&gt;cos its one of those really &lt;br /&gt;really lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;even worse than the ones&lt;br /&gt;mr ng tells.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. i think miss teow's kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;she should smile more doh&lt;br /&gt;"girls, today u all have attained &lt;br /&gt;stability (2,8,8)&lt;br /&gt;next time &lt;br /&gt;u all must become macro-molecules"&lt;br /&gt;ahur ahur ahur ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went towning with pet&lt;br /&gt;really din do much.&lt;br /&gt;just toked.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun all the same&lt;br /&gt;den i rushed to spotlight &lt;br /&gt;to get prefects stuff&lt;br /&gt;and get vday stuff&lt;br /&gt;rushed home.&lt;br /&gt;prepared the vday pressies&lt;br /&gt;studied for lit&lt;br /&gt;called the whole prefectorial board&lt;br /&gt;to find a blazer&lt;br /&gt;(i love judette)&lt;br /&gt;and now im sitting here.&lt;br /&gt;blogging.&lt;br /&gt;woah. damn stress can.&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 parents nite tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i love functions.&lt;br /&gt;whopppeeee ! &lt;br /&gt;nite nite.&lt;br /&gt;and happy valentines day !&lt;br /&gt;i think most pple are celebrating it tmr&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get at least one flower  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107659262285016571?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107659262285016571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107659262285016571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107659262285016571' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107640566608213768</id><published>2004-02-10T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;omg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is this saturday&lt;br /&gt;thats &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt; days away&lt;br /&gt;whopppeee deee (yawn)&lt;br /&gt;pet mite not even go out with me anymore&lt;br /&gt;last year i was so happy and excited &lt;br /&gt;but this year.&lt;br /&gt;guess ill be spending it with &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; family&lt;br /&gt;last year was with the dentist&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poooohheeeyyy&lt;br /&gt;homework time.&lt;br /&gt;oh no my butts stuck to the chair&lt;br /&gt;cant...&lt;br /&gt;get...&lt;br /&gt;it... &lt;br /&gt;off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107640566608213768?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107640566608213768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107640566608213768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107640566608213768' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107640477964415667</id><published>2004-02-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed pets layout&lt;br /&gt;to a stripey &lt;em&gt;happy (:&lt;/em&gt; popsicle one&lt;br /&gt;i hope she likes it&lt;br /&gt;but den if she doesnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nevermind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened today&lt;br /&gt;went for souvenier meeting&lt;br /&gt;i think tt was the best part&lt;br /&gt;and god i swear &lt;br /&gt;sarah can grooove her bboootyyy man&lt;br /&gt;she should have joined dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god all the stoopid pop ups&lt;br /&gt;popping everywhere&lt;br /&gt;so irritating can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; leave me alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107640477964415667?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107640477964415667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107640477964415667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107640477964415667' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107616024765366668</id><published>2004-02-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1070930611_CMyDocumentsSKITTLES.jpg" border="0" alt="ski"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Skittles!!!  You have a very interesting&lt;br&gt;personality, you're so unique.  You're the kind&lt;br&gt;of person who always thinks outside of the box.&lt;br&gt;You're also a very accepting individual, and&lt;br&gt;believe in inner beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/Which%20kind%20of%20candy%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which kind of candy are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059390205_erRangeres.jpg" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktopPowerRangeres.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Power Rangers Movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg power rangers ahahahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107616024765366668?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107616024765366668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107616024765366668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107616024765366668' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107615313389773132</id><published>2004-02-07T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;germaine went out in a cap.&lt;br /&gt;i think she was tryign out the whole&lt;br /&gt;sporty chick look&lt;br /&gt;ahem&lt;em&gt;pose&lt;/em&gt;ahem&lt;br /&gt;yuck i stink.&lt;br /&gt;off to the showers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107615313389773132?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107615313389773132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107615313389773132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107615313389773132' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107614948132782118</id><published>2004-02-07T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:41.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+Name Given at Birth: lim cui hui amanda&lt;br /&gt;+Name Given By Friends: c*****_20 (yes luff) manda mandy&lt;br /&gt;+Name Of Home Town: singapore&lt;br /&gt;+Name Of Current Location: singapore&lt;br /&gt;+Number Of Years you're Lived: 14 years 5mths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::FAVORITES::.. &lt;br /&gt;+Scent: dolly girl, miracle, feshly baked pastries and cakes mmmm&lt;br /&gt;+Person: i cant say if nto other people would get jealous /:&lt;br /&gt;+Person(famous): utt utt utt utt utt&lt;br /&gt;+Person To Be With: again i cant say&lt;br /&gt;+Vocalist (male): lol. william hung, everyones crazy over him now&lt;br /&gt;+Vocalist (female): dido&lt;br /&gt;+Type Of Music: varies&lt;br /&gt;+Book: dalvins thrashy books, harry potter, textbooks i guess&lt;br /&gt;+Author: mr teh ! he wrote our maths books. haha&lt;br /&gt;+Memory With Current Significant Other: haha hoho hehe. :x&lt;br /&gt;+Emotion/Feeling: sweaty under my pits (: &lt;br /&gt;+Word: heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::FRIENDS::.. &lt;br /&gt;+Best(female): not really best. sarah gretchen gillian petty &lt;br /&gt;+Best(Male): malcolm and nicholas i guess. sorry but not &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Other Close Friends: tasha mum dad aaron&lt;br /&gt;+Happiest: sarah. haha&lt;br /&gt;+Saddest: clare. she can suddenly just shuddap. freaky.&lt;br /&gt;+Sadist: butchers&lt;br /&gt;+Moodiest: clare&lt;br /&gt;+Bitchiest: hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;+Poser: &lt;strong&gt;hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Honest: prolly god. everyone has to lie some time or another&lt;br /&gt;+Rudest: aaron lim kuo kuan&lt;br /&gt;+Nicest: ah ! who else but amanda ?!&lt;br /&gt;+Listens When you Need To Vent: nicholas&lt;br /&gt;+Looks Like A Celebrity: me ! dalvin said i look a bit like randall tan ! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;+Most Trustworthy: petty&lt;br /&gt;+You Find Yourself Attracted To: haha hoho hehe&lt;br /&gt;+Stuck In A "Friend Zone" With: huh? &lt;br /&gt;+Treats You The Best: my mommy. she sewed my collar button for me. and my dad cos he wakes up to send me to sch. yay ! they rock&lt;br /&gt;+You Wish Wasn't So Sad: clare and currently malcolm&lt;br /&gt;+You Would Do Anything For: me ?&lt;br /&gt;+Best Couple: hahaha. er. u prolly dunno them.&lt;br /&gt;+Worst Couple: simon and paula abdul&lt;br /&gt;+Who Aren't Together But Should Be: gillian and xxx &lt;br /&gt;+Means The World To You: tasha. loving her to bits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::SIGNIFIGANT OTHER::..(bf's/gf's/crushes) &lt;br /&gt;+Do You Have A Bf/Gf/Crush: hello. im a teenage girl rite. if i dont have a crush. den sth is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;+Who: did i mention that i was a shy teenage girl ?&lt;br /&gt;+How Long Have You Liked/Been With Them: &lt;br /&gt;+Where Did You Meet: singapore&lt;br /&gt;+Give 1 Word That Best Describe Them: nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::THIS or THAT::.. &lt;br /&gt;+Kittens//Puppies: puppies&lt;br /&gt;+Metal//Punk: punk &lt;br /&gt;+PVC//Leather: leather&lt;br /&gt;+Nose//Septum Piercing: whats septum? so nose i guess&lt;br /&gt;+Love//Lust: love &lt;br /&gt;+Tattooz/Brandingz: tatoos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::WORD ASSOCIATION::.. &lt;br /&gt;+Hurt: hurt&lt;br /&gt;+Love: like &lt;br /&gt;+Fuck: charlene !!! &lt;br /&gt;+Trust: god&lt;br /&gt;+Pretty: keisha !!!&lt;br /&gt;+God: jesus&lt;br /&gt;+Hate: dislike&lt;br /&gt;+Sick: fever&lt;br /&gt;+Sexy: beyonce&lt;br /&gt;+Want: a million bucks would be nice&lt;br /&gt;+Need: &lt;strong&gt;a million bucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Fake: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;+Yearn: tall ness &lt;br /&gt;+Happiness: cute little teddy bears&lt;br /&gt;+Pure: guess baby/kids clothes (: &lt;br /&gt;+Lunchbox: hello kitty&lt;br /&gt;+Your Everything: me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107614948132782118?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107614948132782118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107614948132782118'/><link 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too many flag day pple arnd&lt;br /&gt;so went back to novena.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, im never gonna ignore a flag seller ever again&lt;br /&gt;u kow how irrit it is to bye ignored&lt;br /&gt;like hello. &lt;br /&gt;im doing this for &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u get kidney failure&lt;br /&gt;u stingy idiot&lt;br /&gt;i hope u really get kidney failure&lt;br /&gt;and the nkf runs out of funds &lt;br /&gt;and cant help cure&lt;strong&gt; YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pppffftttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had three cameras with us today&lt;br /&gt;my phone &lt;br /&gt;gills phone&lt;br /&gt;and her stoopid camera&lt;br /&gt;damn swakuu&lt;br /&gt;stood at the bus stop &lt;br /&gt;but no one wanted to donate&lt;br /&gt;so we started taking photos. &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;den we went to macs &lt;br /&gt;sat there and took more photos&lt;br /&gt;sigh gillians phone damn nice&lt;br /&gt;it has like a frame option&lt;br /&gt;my phone doesnt have that&lt;br /&gt;panasonic X70's real nice&lt;br /&gt;but the picture quality sucks&lt;br /&gt;and the buttons are shit ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going out with gillian tmr&lt;br /&gt;and possibly petty (:&lt;br /&gt;and guess whats going on tmr ...&lt;br /&gt;maa road show !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UTT UTT UTT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. &lt;br /&gt;its gonna be the best day of my life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107614758235574021?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107614758235574021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107614758235574021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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run away&lt;br /&gt;i repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107606977552871794?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107606977552871794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107606977552871794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606977552871794' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107605768240742636</id><published>2004-02-06T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;you can suck my dick &lt;br /&gt;if you dont like my shit&lt;br /&gt;cause i was high when i wrote this &lt;br /&gt;so suck my dick&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont give a fuck &lt;br /&gt;that you dont like my shit&lt;br /&gt;cause i was high when i wrote this &lt;br /&gt;so suck my dick&lt;br /&gt;(shit farnie song)&lt;br /&gt;go sarah go sarah&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. &lt;br /&gt;i should hear the mr teh version.&lt;br /&gt;no offence to him doh&lt;br /&gt;he's the coolest math tcher ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got sick of spongebob layouts i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;gillian cancelled the tanning on sunday&lt;br /&gt;her mom's so so so very evil&lt;br /&gt;gothika slash peter pan anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate maths so bad.&lt;br /&gt;im practically flunking all the stopid tests&lt;br /&gt;so darn depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its finally the weekend !!!&lt;br /&gt;whooppeeeee (:  &lt;br /&gt;i really need to get out this weekend&lt;br /&gt;rewind &lt;font color=990066&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know some pple in sch are really freakin me out&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cant say who&lt;br /&gt;anws. sorry ij debate team&lt;br /&gt;cun go today.&lt;br /&gt;ive got my post chap nor meh(?) dinner&lt;br /&gt;i hope its at lao bei jing&lt;br /&gt;den i get to eat my xiao long paos !!! (: &lt;br /&gt;oh yah. all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene:&lt;/strong&gt; rock off the judges socks !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107605768240742636?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107605768240742636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107605768240742636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107605768240742636' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107588001388899806</id><published>2004-02-04T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. mr ng is sucha shit head. we werent paying attention during class (fine sorry) so he decided to dao us. refused to answer us when we raised our hands. stoopid childish pigg. hmphf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u bliff it. aaron thrashed the guang yang player. 3-15  5-15. so cool man after &lt;strong&gt;just one&lt;/strong&gt; trg and he din even have to play the third set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ive got nth much to say today. i think im gonna change my layout. esp since boon has e same one as me. no offence but i dont really wanna have e same layout as another person.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107588001388899806?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107588001388899806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107588001388899806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107588001388899806' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107580612740052956</id><published>2004-02-03T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Using band names, spell out your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- ll american rejects&lt;br /&gt;M- andy moore (thanks gabriel) haha&lt;br /&gt;A- 1&lt;br /&gt;N- ew found glory&lt;br /&gt;D- ixie chicks (?)&lt;br /&gt;A-taris (thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever had a song written about you? yah yah. westlife's mandy (:&lt;br /&gt;3)What song makes you cry? s club 7 have u ever. it reminds me of my late guinea pig.&lt;br /&gt;4)What song makes you happy? are ya ready kids ?! aye aye captain !&lt;br /&gt;5) What do you like to listen to before bed? symphony 92.1 i think. ask aaron. he switches e channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PT. II&lt;br /&gt;a p p e a r a n c e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 160cm luff if u must one day i &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; be taller den all of u. muahahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOR: black&lt;br /&gt;SKIN COLOR: hopefully brown&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOR: black&lt;br /&gt;PIERCINGS: ears&lt;br /&gt;TATTOOS: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r i g h t n o w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?: dark blue&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: big brovaz nu flow&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: digestive enzymes&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: sun settish&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU? fine. thank you. my legs kinda cramp.&lt;br /&gt;d o y o u GET MOTION SICKNESS?: yes. esp when my dad drives&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BAD HABIT?: procrastination and eating like there's no tmr.&lt;br /&gt;GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: try to. but yea. &lt;br /&gt;LIKE TO DRIVE?: mebbe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f a v o r i t e s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV SHOW: spongebob ! 70s raymond american idol grounded for life simpsons&lt;br /&gt;CONDITIONER: i have pantene but i nvr use it. too lazy&lt;br /&gt;BOOK: uh uh uh. view from e bridge !!!&lt;br /&gt;MAGAZINE: cleo and seventeen&lt;br /&gt;NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: qoo lemon peach sch chin chow&lt;br /&gt;ALCOHOLIC DRINK: shandy brown cow and blackcuurent vodka&lt;br /&gt;THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: go to church i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h a v e y o u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN THE LAW: not that i can rmbr&lt;br /&gt;RAN AWAY FROM HOME: nah ah. im afraid of the dark. i need my nite light&lt;br /&gt;SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: nope. thot of&lt;br /&gt;EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: no way &lt;br /&gt;MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: im not that bo liao &lt;br /&gt;EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA POTTY: huh?&lt;br /&gt;USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE: nopes&lt;br /&gt;SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: yeah to miss those post exams talks. bleah&lt;br /&gt;FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: i fell asleep on e toilet once. den i missed my sch bus. &lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: yah. i was the host in kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: i think so. mebbe not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l o v e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYFRIEND: nah ah&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFRIEND: MANY !&lt;br /&gt;SEXUALITY: straight&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN: huh?&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT CRUSH: uh uh uh uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN LOVE?: maybe&lt;br /&gt;HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: nopes&lt;br /&gt;BEEN HURT?: love hurt, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR GREATEST REGRET: &lt;strong&gt;gillian !&lt;/strong&gt; this is under &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; and u put not studyign hard enuff?! sheeesh !&lt;br /&gt;GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: yeah. prefects amazing race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r a n d o m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A JOB: yes to study hard and get good grades. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: busted&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: grey.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: brownies. pineapple tarts. bak kwa. chocolate and you you you you YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST?: you you you you YOU and my tasha&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: in the zone in the zone or didos uh shit i forgot. white flag &lt;br /&gt;WHO DO YOU CONSIDER GOOD FRIENDS?: you you you you you you you you you&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO?: sleep eat watch movies shop sms. stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME YOU CRIED?: (ahh gillain i rmbr. that was freaky man) dunno when. prolly during some sad show.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: christmas&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT E-MAIL: today but i din check&lt;br /&gt;THING YOU PURCHASED: uh otah sandwich or coke&lt;br /&gt;TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED: uhhh. i dunno lehs&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE YOU SAW AT THE THEATER: uhh. damn magic kitchen. hahaahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y o u r t h o u g h t s o n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABORTION: nope nope nope nope. crush my offsprings skull. ahhhh. i feeel ur pain. &lt;br /&gt;TEENAGE SMOKING: stinky !&lt;br /&gt;SPICE GIRLS: fat nanas&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS: deva zooos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done. tt was cool. oo my alarm clocks ringing i dunno  why !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107580612740052956?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107580612740052956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107580612740052956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580612740052956' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107580488905143294</id><published>2004-02-03T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok i got alot alot alot of things to say. first of all. to all those going to body world (inculding me) on thursday. ya know jean danker is gonna be there on thursday too ?! to interview some prof. so qiao eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my sister is doing an article on underaged clubbing and she was on the phone with a club manager and he said that pple as young as &lt;strong&gt;nine years old&lt;/strong&gt; try to get in. i mean like wad the hell if ur a nine year old girl. u wont have breats yet so whats the point of even trying to get in rite. sheeesh. its so darned obvious. all agree , breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and... &lt;br /&gt;i topped chi compo. wahahahah. im so smart im a chinese pro. im cheena ! wooot. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy belated birthday pet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; sorry i din come online yday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u got so cool presents. im super envious cant wait till my bday. anws. thanks for brightening up my sec two days and always going shopping with me. wo hen xi huan ni ! hehehs. i promise ill get ur present soon. carrie, poon, stacey ill get ur presents soon too. eh nicole too since ur bday tmr. (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gillian took bus home with me today. wahaha. i think i mite join her tuition smart lab. i tot it was g spot and i said very loudly eh gillian ur tuition's called g spot isit. den i realised and both of us started luffing and den i had to explain to a few prefects what g spot was. super dumb. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107580488905143294?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107580488905143294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107580488905143294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580488905143294' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107561163495991144</id><published>2004-02-01T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahaha. look at my new layout. its cooler den that spongegbob one. patrick !!! patrick !!! patrick star !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws like thank god my msn is finally ok. now i actuallie have a reason to come online. and guess what im gonna change my hp line again. lol. im changiong to m1's suntext. 1000 free sms and free incoming calls from 7am to 7pm. shit cool eh. i hope it'll like help cut my bill den i wont exceed and ill never ever have to be seperated from my phone again. (:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cath today. its so darn boring i swear. i was like staring at peoples feet most of the time. chorela or smth like tt has nice feet. (: hahah. i don think she even knows who i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enuff. off for lunch and then i promise im gonna sit down and study real real hard for the stoopid cas next week. i wanna be red mark free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107561163495991144?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107561163495991144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107561163495991144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107561163495991144' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107547512978320360</id><published>2004-01-30T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna get rid of worthyof-love. its totally embarrassign to give out my email. like worthyof love?! i sound like a deprived desp. first i gotta go come up with something. but knowing my level of creativity. pigs will fly before i think of something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucks. esp chem. i gotta stand for a whole period cos i din do my bloody dot and cross diagram. but like half the class din do so it doesnt really matter. i think miss teow (?) is a misunderstood lady. please dont call her a biatch. i bet behind that forwn's a preddy set of pearlie whites. ... ...  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. all chij toa payoh primary people. remember auntie bertha? not sure of the spelling but she's the lady in the small little cabin under the hall stairs that we run to when we need spare uniforms and stuff. yah the one who smells of detol. she's got alzehemeirs and cancer and she's been hospitalized according to miss joe teo yah. and apparently she's like half the size now and she's alr teenny. so like pray for her ok ?! just informing everyone. i dun wanna have to repeat this like 500 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy time. nite all. &lt;br /&gt;7 more days ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107547512978320360?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107547512978320360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107547512978320360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107547512978320360' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107520163880569637</id><published>2004-01-27T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:40.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;very &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;illian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;s a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;emon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barnacle boy | manray | dirty bubble thing? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107520163880569637?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107520163880569637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107520163880569637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107520163880569637' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107519944162841433</id><published>2004-01-27T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks so bad. my stupid com is screwed up. some genius deleted my whole windows program so we're installing it bit by bit now. msn is gone i cant get into hotmail and my parents took my phone again. im like cut off from everyone. this sucks so bad. so i shall say every thing i need to tell everyone here ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;petrina tan sze hui:&lt;/b&gt; please please please ! bring the photo albulm tmr and pay me back my eleven bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gillian:&lt;/b&gt; i know i know i know ! hahahahah. and like wth they really combined blogs. check out the "funky" music man. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 156 home with gillian. for the first time ever she agreed to not take train (: hohoho. lazy poot. got squashed in the bus together with all the other prefects. oh man  u know while we were walking down the st raph hill we saw like these two girls in ij uniform and they were like in really close physcial contact at the bus stop. i was like !!! woah !!! oh yea. happy new year everyone ! i know its abit late but what the heck and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday carrie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  ill get ur pres soon. i promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh aarons such a dort dort dort. since i came home his been on the phone bugging his fren to give him some girl's number. its sooo ssooo sick. he's like only sec one can. hell, he's like even gone out alone with two girls. sigh. &lt;i&gt;kids&lt;/i&gt; these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the fcuk's my phone. so irritating. &lt;br /&gt;pulls out hair&lt;br /&gt;bites nails&lt;br /&gt;screamss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107519944162841433?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107519944162841433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107519944162841433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107519944162841433' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107468013393866910</id><published>2004-01-21T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>news flash: orchard invaded by evil teens wearing uniforms !!! they push they squeeze they make hell lot of noise and their from secondary school ... gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to celebrate sarah's birthday today. she's so sweeet and cute i wanna squeeze the life outta her. hahaha. she kept whacking peopls with her ballooon today. so sillie. happpy birthday chiobu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass was so touching today. i like the father. u know i realised that all the fathers who come to our school are like previously sji boys. maybe u know their like reliving their dream of stepping in chij and having all the girls pay attention to you and only YOU. hell im talking rubbish. everyone's prolly &lt;em&gt;rolling their eyes&lt;/em&gt; now. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did chores for my mummy and she rewarded me with one pineapple tart. she's so evil. she locked up all the pineapples tarts so that i cant touch them and finish them all before new year. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want pineapple tarts with lots and lots of pineapple. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107468013393866910?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107468013393866910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107468013393866910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107468013393866910' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107461006302394205</id><published>2004-01-20T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;chinese new year resolutions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be less anti social&lt;br /&gt;i will save loads of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107461006302394205?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107461006302394205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107461006302394205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107461006302394205' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107460948939736942</id><published>2004-01-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the eve of the eve of chinese new year. (: i bot all the stuff i need alr. maybe a pretty hair band tmr. my aunt sent me a pongebob charm bracelet. its so cool. im gonna bring it to school to show off to everyone tmr. smirks* hahaha. the chram bracelet kinda like tells a whole story. its so so so nice. thanks a mill gabill gazillion ku ma ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did weights during pe today. its so shiok. after u do like lets say a machine that works ur ulblahblahblahceps, u can feel ur ulblahblahblahceps burning and it feels warm. (: charlene so shit muscular she did a weight heavier den everyone. sigh i wanna be like her. i don wanna be gu niang amanda. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday eve sarah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blows a gabillion smmmooooochhiieessss !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love petty so much. she's so fun to go out with. i can even pick out clothes for her now. cool eh. hahahah. oh and earrings too. (: this sounds weird. it sounds les. sorry if it does. it isnt meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone. gong xi fa cai. nian nian you yu. xing nian kuai le. wan shi ru yi. showing off my superb chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwareee: yea. out of the gabillion ziliion trillion times we waited for the bus together. fwahahahaah. bliippttt. &lt;br /&gt;meryl: ehh. rite. ur monkey looks like a mutated red frog. i think 3/2 gonna win. shhh. the evil forces of 3/2 are forcing me to type that. i cant help it ... ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;you: stop using nicks that make me feel like a total biatch u biatch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107460948939736942?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107460948939736942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107460948939736942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107460948939736942' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107451200656352708</id><published>2004-01-19T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stoopid bio essay. miss ng wants it by tmr. sigh. anyone knows anything about the bone structures of mice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was sucha drag today i slept during english and dreamt that i was trapped in a maze and there was this guy in black who was trying to kill me. sigh. is that like a sign of stress? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited about chinese new year. although i wont be going tanning unlike gillian ( i still hope it rains ). maybe my mum'll get nice and return me my phone. dalvins gonna lend me a thrashy book so i wont die of boredoom at the old people's houses. i know my entry doesnt really flow. im just typing whatever comes into my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday nicholas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blows a million kisses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going shopping with pet tmr. happy (: i love shopping with her but her mums coming at like four so i gotta zhao at four. sigh. sad. im like frenless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope 3/4 wins cny class deco. i know we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks charleen for last nite &lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;: i made it very clear that i want u to buzz off. i alr explained why. it hurts i know but i dont wan like anything that happened to ever happen again because its not the most pleasant emotion ever. happy 2004. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107451200656352708?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107451200656352708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107451200656352708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107451200656352708' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107443964668847574</id><published>2004-01-18T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i miss my phone alr. i feel so cut off from the world. so sad. cant msg you any more. super beeeg &lt;strong&gt;sigh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look what i wrote for my bio essay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complications of Using Mice for Experiments on Growing Bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the bones of mice are smaller that of humans. If the method of growing bones does work on mice. It might not work on humans, or it may not be as effective because humans have bones that are many times larger. We also have more complex bodies systems that could require adjustments to the method. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPCA is also not in favour of experimenting on mice. These experiments could result in horrific mutations in the innocent animals, causing them great suffering. This could lead to protest from the SPCA and cause a lot of problems for the scientists.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms ngs gonna slaughter me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bot my a tee and earrings just now. still need my slippers, another top and my armpit bag. their called clutch bags. but i stil prefer calling them armpit bags. of cos i need ang paos to fill my bag too. hint hint to all my aunts and uncles doh i know u wouldnt read this not in a million gazillion years. sigh off to bed. nite all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah did u know today's my parent's wedding anniversary. my mum forgot. how lovey dovey. i hope i never ever forget in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107443964668847574?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107443964668847574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107443964668847574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107443964668847574' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107440845509224364</id><published>2004-01-18T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished my homework so i can go towning with my mummy. yay. i dont have to pay for anything i buy today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cath class and mass this morning. wasnt very interesting. sat there and stoned for like two whole hours. aaron is an idiot. i hate him so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg do my bio essay on the complications of using mice for bone growing experiments. sounds super chiem eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone's gone. dont bother smsing try a million years later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107440845509224364?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107440845509224364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107440845509224364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107440845509224364' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107426072080313174</id><published>2004-01-16T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today wasnt the most pleasant day ever. i forgot to bring my thermometer and i had to pay seven firkin bucks for a stooopid thermometer. and miss joe teo even wanted to send me home cos i coffed &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; after taking my temperature. sigh. and look. prefects arent exactly perfect. we do forget to bring things. we're like still human u know. well some prefects dont but im unfortunately and mebbe luckily not perfect so please excuse me. thanks. we're gonna vote out prefects after cny. its becoming so survivour-ish. i think ill prolly vote myself out. i dont mind staying but it feels weird voting other pple out. rite? its like backstab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem.i hate chem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;b&gt;and homework !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my mouse balls arent working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107426072080313174?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107426072080313174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107426072080313174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107426072080313174' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107407336606952710</id><published>2004-01-14T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;monkeys ass&lt;/strong&gt;. my combined phone bill is like 110. my pod one was like 70 over. no more calls on pod line. please please please. call the 969 one. or my home. and dont call me to chat. sigh. 20 cents a min. im gonna turn off my phone today so i prolly wont reply ): shucks. im gonna get hell when my mum comes home. i think she's gonna take away my phones forever. sigh.sigh.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for my dental appointment today. got them grey. my dentist put on &lt;strong&gt;power bands&lt;/strong&gt;. these stretchy colored bands that link and pull my teeth today. hurts loads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justy got back from tuition. aaron hit my arm cos he was trying to disturb me and i ended up drawing a huge line across my page and he started luffing den i started and soon like everyone was luffing doh they din know why. hahah. laughter is contagious i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got so many pimples. sigh. and one's rite at e tip of my nose. sigh sigh sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107407336606952710?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107407336606952710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107407336606952710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107407336606952710' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107381718954197960</id><published>2004-01-11T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check this out. nicholas guans all original before meal cheer. hold ur sides and start smiling. its shit corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feed me baby one more time!&lt;br /&gt;my hungriness... is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;i must confess &lt;br /&gt;i want to eat (want to eat). &lt;br /&gt;gimme my food b4 i lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;gimme my foooooood! &lt;br /&gt;feed me baby one more time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine mebbe its not that funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107381718954197960?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107381718954197960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107381718954197960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107381718954197960' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107381396112735724</id><published>2004-01-11T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:39.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spongebob's approach to losing weight: get a fucking friend to make fun of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cat class. must attain 75% attendance if not i wont get confirmed. another year of sunday morning droning. sigh. left my brolly in chruch. got hell from my ma when i came home. smth abt esponsibility. i forgot dudette. chill. i finished my homework. even read thru the entire chapter abt colonialisation. ((:  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107381396112735724?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107381396112735724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107381396112735724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107381396112735724' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107374598272360531</id><published>2004-01-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love the song love the song love the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aint what you do - bigg brovaz ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies &amp; Gentlemen, their back once again, &lt;br /&gt;and I hope you’ve all been listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big brovaz collective are definitely here to stay &lt;br /&gt;and here is what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the way that ya do it&lt;br /&gt;that’s right, I mean, that’s why we love you guys, &lt;br /&gt;you’re so creative and very innovative,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you put you’re mind to it, &lt;br /&gt;you can do whatcha want, &lt;br /&gt;you can see that we did it, &lt;br /&gt;look what we’ve come thru, &lt;br /&gt;it wasn’t easy but we did what we had to.&lt;br /&gt;just to get results. &lt;br /&gt;you need to understand anything is possible, &lt;br /&gt;don’t be afraid to show who you are &lt;br /&gt;and what you know, &lt;br /&gt;just do your own thing, Go ahead and find the time to reflect what you do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pause let me show ya'll, &lt;br /&gt;who is simply the best its big bro ya'll, &lt;br /&gt;we always come correct we never go forging. &lt;br /&gt;that’s what makes us hot.&lt;br /&gt;full stop, we came here to school you, &lt;br /&gt;because life’s an exam, &lt;br /&gt;you wanna pass do ya best it’s crucial. &lt;br /&gt;these are just a couple of words you should get used to,&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatchu do its how you do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the way that ya do it,&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the best you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the time you can do it,&lt;br /&gt;that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bro yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so you want the whole enchilada, &lt;br /&gt;the peace and prada, &lt;br /&gt;you smoke the house it get hotter, &lt;br /&gt;there’s more money so you gotta work harder, &lt;br /&gt;that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, you wanna wake up for breakfast first thing yeh, &lt;br /&gt;and all them ice n jewels that go bling, &lt;br /&gt;well you gotta just put the work in, &lt;br /&gt;because that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you can listen to the rhythm as we take control, &lt;br /&gt;oh were moving to the beat like never before, &lt;br /&gt;click your fingers and nod your head, &lt;br /&gt;and we know that ya feelin this. &lt;br /&gt;stop this. It’s what I hear you singin;&lt;br /&gt;stop this, driving you insane I say stop this. &lt;br /&gt;music is the bible keep alive, &lt;br /&gt;it’s the way that were doin this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the way that ya do it, &lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the best you can do it. &lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the time you can do it, &lt;br /&gt;that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bro yeh now let’s take it to the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just keepin it real, &lt;br /&gt;the same need like before the deal, &lt;br /&gt;whip up peace the same street appeal. &lt;br /&gt;still makin it hot the heat you can feel, &lt;br /&gt;people like da rockin man you need to chill, &lt;br /&gt;big brovaz blowin up now, switched again, &lt;br /&gt;not happy but hey ill do it again, &lt;br /&gt;now even better put the rest together,&lt;br /&gt;i'm reveal what everybody telling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the way that ya do it, &lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the best you can do it. &lt;br /&gt;it aint whatcha do it’s the time you can do it, &lt;br /&gt;that’s what gets results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bro yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107374598272360531?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107374598272360531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107374598272360531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107374598272360531' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107374530605667107</id><published>2004-01-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so proud of myself. i ran/jogged for twenty mins non stop today. im gonna fulfill my resolutions: get healthy. yah but den i pigged down chocs after that so... &lt;em&gt;dots.&lt;/em&gt; they were white and sitting in front of me. staring at me. &lt;em&gt;eat me eat me eat me. &lt;/em&gt;wish granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really regret not going for cheers. it sounded really ij-ish. u know one of the things that make u real proud to be in ij. yeah. well. i had a reason. no one wants to run arnd in bloody panties rite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i finally lengthened my uniform. and i even tightened my belt. really satisfied with myself. my mummy tot me how to use the sewing machine. i know we learnt in home e but. its a different kinda sewing machine ok. my grandmother's had like intricate patterns and all. rosewood i think. real preddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band performed real well at e sec 1 orientation today. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat class starts tmr. gillian says their gonna postponed comfirmation to sec four. sigh. my sister did hers in sec two. hope i get &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; teachers but thats like as justin timberlake coming to my house and saying amanda, i love you so yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107374530605667107?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107374530605667107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107374530605667107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107374530605667107' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107357226502690672</id><published>2004-01-08T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spongebob loves amanda. &lt;br /&gt;sbsq&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107357226502690672?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107357226502690672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107357226502690672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107357226502690672' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107355736663068087</id><published>2004-01-08T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after reading a million blogs. i realised that im the only one who hasnt said one thing abt my teachers or lessons or my new class. well here goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in 3/4 now. and unfortunately. i dont like the class very much i still miss 2/3 very much and i wish upon a genie that last year could repeat its self. but im stuck in 3/4 whether i likit or not. and im sure ill get used to it in a matter of time [rite]. im sitting between sarah and dalvin. dalvin's the sweetest thing ever. she gave me a pink highlighter cos i din have a highlighter and everyone knows that amanda loves pink rite. and sarah. well sarah is either sleeping, luffing and smth, watching the bees, poking me or rubbing her pimples. she &lt;s&gt;hardly&lt;/s&gt; pays attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;subject   &lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;strong&gt; teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng              miss teo (:&lt;br /&gt;chinese        yu lao shi (:&lt;br /&gt;emaths        mr teh (: but boring&lt;br /&gt;amaths        mr ng ): only nice during me and ss&lt;br /&gt;chem            ms teow ):&lt;br /&gt;bio               ms ng /: thats a neutral face&lt;br /&gt;geog            missus lee&lt;br /&gt;ss                mr ng (:&lt;br /&gt;lit                 mr armstrong. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that pretty much sums up everything. hahahah. im too lazy to go typ some long winded entry and im sure no one wud bother to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so weird my entry starts off kinda pessimistic-y but now its optimistic-y. jesus christ/ mebbe menopause is hitting me early. &lt;strong&gt;uncontrollable mood swings&lt;/strong&gt;. ahhh. help me mommy. only &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; would know what im going thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107355736663068087?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355736663068087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355736663068087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107355736663068087' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107355523754420668</id><published>2004-01-08T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;someone help me do my tagboard. centralise it for me. im appealing to those who know my pass. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107355523754420668?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355523754420668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355523754420668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107355523754420668' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107355431411158700</id><published>2004-01-08T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. i &lt;strong&gt;stumbled&lt;/strong&gt; across this porn site. stripers something and this woman's tits are like &lt;strong&gt;woah&lt;/strong&gt;. bigger den basketballs ! its totally revolting. i bet she hunches forward cos their prolly super heavy i mean. silicon does weigh &lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ots &lt;/strong&gt;right? hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the first week of school is almost over, i really wanted to like wear my frilly skirts and go catch a movie this weekend but there's sec 1 orientation on saturday so im not free. sob. oh well. doesnt matter. ill just have to wait for next week. a bit of service to the school wont kill me. right?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started out all wrong. first. i woke up and aaron told me that piggy (my guinea pig ) died in its sleep. i din cry doh because it has been suffering for the past few days and last nite, it was positively writhing in pain so i expected it. i guess. i know aaron's feel sad. i cant imagine the day when tasha passes on. sigh. den my dad din wake up to fetch me to school o we had to take 156. and as usual 156 was firkin crowded and we reached sch very late. i missed the class ic's meeting and ended up getting tsk tsk sighs and stares from the prefects on st rapheals gate duty. plus everyone got scolded by mag low. and we had to stand at the car park for ten mins. boootiful day aint it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron and i buried piggy after lunch right next to my deceases hamster, hamster boy. we put piggy in a nike shoe box and wrote like a dedication thing on the cover. and we made him a erm. tombstone? yah a piece of tile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;piggy&lt;/strong&gt;: god put an end to your suffering. whoppeee deee? mebbe for u but not really for us. hope that heaven will be filled with delish appples and ur fave veges. miss you loads alr. &lt;br /&gt;{omg. im toking to an animal?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im off to change to the funky &lt;strong&gt;spongebob&lt;/strong&gt; layout i just found. you know someone gave my sister spiongebob candy canes for christmas. but their so cute. no one wants to eat them so i guess their gonna stay in my fridge forever more. sigh. sec 1 orientation tmr. hope my class has somehow or another alr foser some form of class spirit. anyone free to take over my duty on saturday morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107355431411158700?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355431411158700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107355431411158700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107355431411158700' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107346870523168275</id><published>2004-01-07T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally after like three days i have time to come online and relax. sigh. the past few days have been really hectic esp with all the homework. feels really weird after two whole months of slacking. sigh. oh well. im off to play some gunbond. havent played for the longest time. is blogspot down? cos i cant get into anyone's blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107346870523168275?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107346870523168275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107346870523168275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107346870523168275' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107321304531551472</id><published>2004-01-04T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need cheers! help. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107321304531551472?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107321304531551472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107321304531551472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107321304531551472' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107313585915526063</id><published>2004-01-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monkey's ass. screw that entry. im happy again. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strike&gt;&lt;center&gt;this sucks&lt;br /&gt;im losing control.&lt;br /&gt;im sweaty im itching.&lt;br /&gt;and i just took a shower half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk the tropical weather.&lt;br /&gt;hell. &lt;br /&gt;i dunno whats happening anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i cud just die.&lt;br /&gt;i hate beign stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;stupid mum.&lt;br /&gt;stupid pile of new books. &lt;br /&gt;sitting at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;screaming &lt;br /&gt;"wrap me !"&lt;br /&gt;i cant hear you.&lt;br /&gt;i get to see you tmr. &lt;br /&gt;like yay&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw my life.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107313585915526063?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107313585915526063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107313585915526063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107313585915526063' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107313346406483962</id><published>2004-01-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im exhausted. me and pet signed up to ic a class yday and now we'r stuck with an impossible deadline. 80 class tags by tuesday. sigh. we only did like 27 today and we din buy enuff cloth and the silver markers suck and yada bladah wadah. bleeep. the sec ones better appreciate what we're doing. if i see anyone's class tag on the floor. i swear ill strangle the girl to whom it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bishn bus stop there was this real cranky ladeee. i think 156 was late as usual and she was complaining to me abt it. den she proceeded to complain abt the new nel line and how they stopped certain buses and changed bus routes and den abt how crowded orchard was bcos of the sales. and yes. she is a total stranger. and i just sat there and nodded and smiled and nodded and smiled. sheeesh. i tolerated it all the way home. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. the band now has to play the school song and national athem every monday morning. whoott[?]  sch's reopened. i regret oppting out of 3/2. it feels weird w/o pet arnd. sec three's gonna suck. i just know it. yea so what if the pple in my class rock. im just this anti social bitch stuck in the sunny corner of the new strange classroom yawning her head off. oh fook. now im all grouchy. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107313346406483962?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107313346406483962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107313346406483962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107313346406483962' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107260259980595934</id><published>2003-12-28T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:38.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im officially pissed. i just spent an hour filling out a nice quiz. and it disappears. fcuk u blogger. fcccuuukkk you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107260259980595934?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107260259980595934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107260259980595934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107260259980595934' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107259765390289651</id><published>2003-12-28T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn sji prefects so cool. they even have an officical website thingy going on. hmmpphhfff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syl&lt;/strong&gt;: i cant sign ur guestbook again. its so evil. it keeps saying opps u cant sign tt fast but i havent signed in months. so screwed. anws. hey hey (: too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107259765390289651?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107259765390289651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107259765390289651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107259765390289651' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107259543294856104</id><published>2003-12-28T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;people who buy fook bands for themselves&lt;br /&gt; masturbate. &lt;br /&gt;because if the fook bands break. &lt;br /&gt;they have to fook themselves. tsk tsk. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logical isnt it. from the wonderous mind of miss amanda lim cui hui. heheh. went to holy cross' chrismas play last night. nicholas guan can totally shake man. he was like wobble wobble all over. really exagerated and really ridiculous. provided me with quite a good luff. hurhurhawhaw. oh gillian too. the whole event was quite grand. wish ihm would have smth like that our youths are so dead. esp my batch. ): gillian told me their postponing our confirmation to sec 4. i wonder why. anws. super spikey pineapple durian hair is a total &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;at plays. they block people's view. pffttt. inconsiderate &lt;em&gt;dweebs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for 10.45 mass with gillian this morning. jeesh. i love her so much man. she cheered me up. thanks loads and loads and loads. mmmmuackksss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas: thanks loads for your present. i love it. but total bitch? are u like hinting something? and you know it says on the bottle made from lilies and ferns and forest foilage. isnt forest foilage decomposing leaves? as in leaf litter? so u gave me smelly soap? lol. it smells nice anws. mmm. tao yan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107259543294856104?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107259543294856104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107259543294856104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107259543294856104' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107243904453208512</id><published>2003-12-26T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if ur happy and u know it clap ur hands &lt;br /&gt;clap clap&lt;br /&gt;if ur happy and u know it clap ur hands &lt;br /&gt;clap clap&lt;br /&gt;if ur happy and u know it&lt;br /&gt;and u really wanna show it&lt;br /&gt;if ur happy and u know it clap ur hands&lt;br /&gt;clap clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee. i just love that gatsby advert. normally they suck but the whole clapping hair thing. is just so original. haha. new rugrats layout. you like? dot dot dot. i like ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with gillian today. we were only suppose ot have lunch. but we were at orchard. what u expect us to do? go to the library? gillian bot me my school bag today. it rocks so much. thank you . muacks. kisses hugs burps farts. of course thanks loads to petrina sarah and the other mysterious person whose sharing the cost. love you love you love you. its white and greenish. tad bit girlie. accor to gillian. bot myself a rip curl bag to go gai gai. its reversible. so i kinda walked arnd town with two bags in plastic bags. kinda dumb rite. i kinda regret buying the rip curl bag now doh. i saw this really really nice blue semi transparent long sleeve button blouse at rip curl. its perfect but im short of cash. hih if only i were rich. now i think ill like go exchange the bag and find another 20 odd bucks to top it up. gillian bot her tankini today. yes. black halter. the perfect tankini. the tankini of amanda's dreams. i was so pissed when i saw it. sigh. oh well. out of the kindness of my heart. i let her buy it. she looks nice in it. skinny like no one's business. luckily i managed to convince her to eat lunch. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess who i saw at paragon. &lt;strong&gt;madam tan bee lay&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. i tot she migrated to china but no. she recognised me and even gave me that smirkish smile thingy of hers. and now she has rebonded hair so it doesnt look oily with that one strand falling into her eye like the evil professor snape of haary potter. yeah. in fact she loks tai tai-ish. freaakkkky. ok. i finally have a tagboard now. so pls tag. yupp. happy boxing day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107243904453208512?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107243904453208512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107243904453208512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107243904453208512' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107234591154321869</id><published>2003-12-25T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; best wishes to your and your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant bliff its christmas alr. like one one more week and its back to school. ): i havent enjoyed enuf. i seriously think next year's gona be hell for me. christmas has been continous eating. turkey dinner last nite. den christmas lunch and den another dinne tonite. sheeesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from my charmaine's house. she's my sister's godsister's sister. hahaah. confused? mel wongs fren and guess what the three of us are going out on saturday to watch lotr and shop ! nadia, their five year old cousin is super cute. she kicked over the glass on the floor and charmaine's sister was like &lt;em&gt;nadia ! &lt;/em&gt; she just stared at us stuck out her jelly belly and went &lt;em&gt;what?!&lt;/em&gt; she so cute i swear silly little motor mouth. she played doggies with me. put all the doggies on my lap and den started toking to them. oh. and she's very vain. she made my sister paint her toe nails. and den she tried charmaine's new lip gloss from red earth den ran to the toilet so she cud look into the mirror. i gto a photo of her in my phone. wish i could post it but... i dont have the cable. sobs. gonna get my digi cam soon. kuma posted us the US 250 alr. whopppeeee. hahah. dad says we're gona get canon ixus 800 ii or smth lidat. it so square and silver. i love it. hahah. okie. i think its dinner time. more turkey. yums. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107234591154321869?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107234591154321869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107234591154321869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107234591154321869' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107218541732168215</id><published>2003-12-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/strong&gt; christmas eve. and im not yet done with my christmas shopping. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy woke up all brite3 and early to send me to school. gosh i think i piled on some kgs. my skirt is firkin tight. hobbled arnd school the whole day in cord shoes. now i've like 3 blisters on each foot. it hurts real bad. all pink and blistery. tsk. i did registration for sec 1/2 and there's a girl who was on singapore's brainiest kids tts in 1/2. how cool is that. hahah. she's super tiny i tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bot my sch uniforms. 23 bucks ): &lt;br /&gt;ate with gillian. pet cun stay&lt;br /&gt;had a poo-ing session with gillian in the toilet. teehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;left for centrepoint.&lt;br /&gt;met mum and aaron&lt;br /&gt;walked, shopped, ate, spent money.&lt;br /&gt;came home and soaked my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to blog. im feeling totally crap because no one at home's really feeling the christmas spirit. everyone is kinda "in da dumps" cos of aarons posting. sheesh. esp the parents. sure we got the presents food deoc and all but the "qi fen" is just now there. sigh. wish we'd have another white christmas. that was beautifully perfect. sigh. to all who havent received my cards. er priscilla gretchen meryl lam lam jelly jessie zelina celine. im so sorry either i havent written ur cards or i dont have ur addresses. so if u read this esp gretchen and meryl. pls send me an email with ur addresses. thanks loads. i think i shall go get a nice slice of chocolate cake for tasha tmr. that'll make a good christmas gift. plus a whole orange. yums. her fave foods in the whole wide world. ooohhh. durian too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107218541732168215?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107218541732168215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107218541732168215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107218541732168215' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107210585882463297</id><published>2003-12-22T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaron got into &lt;u&gt;monfort&lt;/u&gt; ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. that twit brother of mine somehow landed himself in monfort. no offence to all mofortians okie. but he was hoping to get into maris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after standing in the middle of maris like a wooden block and buying my books. me and my mama went shopping. walked and walked non stop. no water no nothing. we were like on the verge of starvation and thirst by the time we left orchard. it was a successful trip doh. i bot two skirts both from zara (: a top and earrings and some more christmas presents. i saw my sampan pencil box again but i din dare get it cos i know mummy sure scold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarons has positively the worst taste ever. we walked into flash and i told him to go pick out a wallet. id get it for him for christmas and he went straight for the ugliest red one and pointed at it. i almost fainted can. so i suggested mesh cap (wink gillian wink) he shakes head. i suggest pencil case. shakes head. so haih i guess i have to get him the ugly red wallet. he's kinda down now cos everyone's condeming him for getting into monfort. everyone's saying he din study hard and all that stuff. feel kinda sad for him. oh well better head off to bed. going back to school tmr to help out with the sec 1 registration. nitey nites world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you no matter what aaron. smile. (: love ur favourite sister (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107210585882463297?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107210585882463297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107210585882463297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107210585882463297' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107200409527791986</id><published>2003-12-21T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from gill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. [wallet]: brown roxy&lt;br /&gt;2. [hairbrush]: hairy &lt;br /&gt;3. [toothbrush]: oral b blue&lt;br /&gt;4. [jewelry worn daily]: earrings n necklace&lt;br /&gt;5. [pillow cover]: not sure&lt;br /&gt;6. [blanket]: quilt multi colored&lt;br /&gt;7. [coffee cup]: anyone &lt;br /&gt;8. [sunglasses]: yeeeeesh...&lt;br /&gt;9. [underwear]: now? white&lt;br /&gt;10. [cologne / perfume]: dolly girl (:&lt;br /&gt;11. [CD in stereo right now]: busted&lt;br /&gt;12. [tattoos]: nil&lt;br /&gt;13. [piercings]: ears. &lt;br /&gt;14. [what you are wearing now]: sch shorts maui shirt&lt;br /&gt;15. [in my mouth]: teeth tongue braces enzymes plague rubber thingies. a mill things. bacteria... &lt;br /&gt;16. [in my head]: brain blood skull. mill things. sheeesh. u nut.&lt;br /&gt;17. [wishing]: ill get loads of xmas press and (secret)&lt;br /&gt;18. [after this]: table bbq dinnner ((:&lt;br /&gt;19. [fetishes]: prolly clothes. girls just cant get enuf clothes. heh&lt;br /&gt;20. [if you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what]:   /: &lt;br /&gt;21. [person you wish you could see right now]: ((: its a he...&lt;br /&gt;22. [is next to you]: air&lt;br /&gt;23. [some of your favorite movies]: uhh... like u care.&lt;br /&gt;24. [something you're looking forward to] : christmas. tis e season to be jolly.&lt;br /&gt;25. [the last thing you ate]: kiwi sweet from hi chew&lt;br /&gt;26. [something that you are deathly afraid of]: loneliness and being fren-less and dark places&lt;br /&gt;27. [do you like candles]: dont mind&lt;br /&gt;28. [do you like incense]: dont mind. &lt;br /&gt;29. [do you like the taste of blood]: do i look like a vampire?&lt;br /&gt;30. [do you believe in love]: rolls eyes. how do u think i came abt? &lt;br /&gt;31. [do you believe in soul mates]: yeps. &lt;br /&gt;32. [do you believe in love at first sight]: crushes...&lt;br /&gt;33. [can you eat with chopsticks]: uh huh&lt;br /&gt;34. [what are some of your favorite candies]: fizzy fish (five gill) &lt;br /&gt;35. [what's something that you wish people would understand]: i m fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first&lt;br /&gt;[my name is]: amanda. (:&lt;br /&gt;[in the morning i am]: sleepy n grumpy &lt;br /&gt;[all i need is]: moneyy hahahah. frens and air food water&lt;br /&gt;[love is]: represented by a heart. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[i dream about]: ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourites&lt;br /&gt;[colour]: red pink grey white &lt;br /&gt;[number]: 3&lt;br /&gt;[subject]: recess&lt;br /&gt;[clothing brand]: ?&lt;br /&gt;[shoe brand]: nike vans (: &lt;br /&gt;[sport to play]: rugby netball tennis badminton&lt;br /&gt;[drink]: juices esp peach&lt;br /&gt;[animal]: whatever's friendly&lt;br /&gt;[holiday]: anywhere i can tan and shop&lt;br /&gt;[favourite line from a movie]: i love you. haha&lt;br /&gt;[band]: alot. haha.. oh yah ij concert band. haha! it's a band aint it. (ditto gillian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever..&lt;br /&gt;[pictured your crush naked]: yes i have&lt;br /&gt;[actually seen your crush naked]: yes i have&lt;br /&gt;[had sex]: yupp. who hasnt&lt;br /&gt;[made love]: u twit if i had sex obviously i made love rite&lt;br /&gt;[been in love]: im so gona smack u. now u calling me a slut? i only sleep with pple i love.&lt;br /&gt;[cried when someone died]: i have feelings...&lt;br /&gt;[lied]: no... of course not. blink blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who.. &lt;br /&gt;[makes you laugh the most]: friends&lt;br /&gt;[makes you smile]: people&lt;br /&gt;[gives you a funny feeling when you see them]: well ya know...&lt;br /&gt;[has a crush on you]: bleap. like no one&lt;br /&gt;[easiest to talk to]: petrina tan sze hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever..&lt;br /&gt;[sit on the internet all day waiting for someone special to i.m. you?]:  &lt;br /&gt;[save aol/aim conversations]: yeah &lt;br /&gt;[wish you were a member of the opposite sex]: yes def. it's so much easier being a guy. &lt;br /&gt;[cry because of someone saying something to you]: uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever.. &lt;br /&gt;[fallen for your best friend]: im straight&lt;br /&gt;[been rejected]: i haven actuallie asked&lt;br /&gt;[rejected someone]: mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;[used someone]: not tt i can rmbr&lt;br /&gt;[been cheated on]: nopes.&lt;br /&gt;[done something you regret]: loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person you&lt;br /&gt;[talked to on the phone]: priscilla vincent. haha. i got prefex duty on tues at 7.45 sheesh&lt;br /&gt;[hugged]: gillian. during peace. (:&lt;br /&gt;[you instant messaged]: gillian.&lt;br /&gt;[you laughed with]: gillian. her name just seems to pop up everywhere. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you / are you&lt;br /&gt;[smoke cigarettes]: never ever ever.na ah&lt;br /&gt;[obsessive]: i can be&lt;br /&gt;[could you live without the computer]: don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;[trust others way too easily]: yupp&lt;br /&gt;[drink alcohol]: tried&lt;br /&gt;[like watching sunrises or sunset]: i always miss&lt;br /&gt;[how many peeps are on your buddylist]: go figure&lt;br /&gt;[what's your favorite food]: confectionaries&lt;br /&gt;[fruit]: peach and jumbu lychee&lt;br /&gt;[what hurts the most]: *pokes myself in the nehs   ouch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number.. &lt;br /&gt;[of times i have had my heart broken]: one gabillion zillion times&lt;br /&gt;[of hearts u have broken]: infinite. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[of continents I have lived in]: singapore&lt;br /&gt;[of drugs taken illegally]: 0&lt;br /&gt;[of tight friends]: a few&lt;br /&gt;[of cds that i own]: less then 20&lt;br /&gt;[of scars on my body]: alot. pimple scars mostly.&lt;br /&gt;[of things in my past that I regret]: loads&lt;br /&gt;[marry perfect friend or perfect lover]: huh? &lt;br /&gt;[cats or dogs]: 1 dog&lt;br /&gt;[1 or 2 pillows]: 1&lt;br /&gt;[with or without ice cubes]: with &lt;br /&gt;[top or bottom]: top&lt;br /&gt;[winter / spring / summer / fall]: summer &lt;br /&gt;[night or day]: day&lt;br /&gt;[gloves or mittens]: mittens cuter&lt;br /&gt;[dressed or undressed]: dressed&lt;br /&gt;[bunk or water bed]: bunk bed&lt;br /&gt;[mtv or vh1]: mtv&lt;br /&gt;[ocean or pool]: both&lt;br /&gt;[showers or baths]: bubble bathe&lt;br /&gt;[love or lust]: love.&lt;br /&gt;[silver or gold]: silver&lt;br /&gt;[diamonds or pearls]: diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could.. &lt;br /&gt;[move anywhere]: ill move into someone's house&lt;br /&gt;[meet one famous person]: sigh. johnny wilkinson. sigh&lt;br /&gt;[live with one person the rest of your life]: sigh. johnny wilkinson. sigh&lt;br /&gt;[name one thing you love]: sigh. johnny wilkinson. sigh&lt;br /&gt;[name one thing that embarrasses you:]: sigh. johnny wilkinson. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly&lt;br /&gt;[do you like school]: sigh. johnny wilkinson. sigh err. whoops yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;[do you like to talk on the telephone]: not really. hurts me ears&lt;br /&gt;[do you like to dance]: no&lt;br /&gt;[do you sing in the shower]: yup.&lt;br /&gt;[do you think cheerleading is a sport]: yup.&lt;br /&gt;[what's on your ceiling]: dust paint lights fan&lt;br /&gt;[what's the hardest thing about growing up]: puberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107200409527791986?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107200409527791986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107200409527791986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107200409527791986' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107198608351012408</id><published>2003-12-21T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dragged myself to mass this morning. sat upstairs with gillian and her sisters. felt so extra. hahah. during the our father, i guess the guy next to me din really wanna hold me hand. ): so it was kinda awkward hahah. ask gillian. she does it very well. the gohs den gave me a ride home. three cheers for the gohs. wooot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had mackerel for lunch. i almost puked. no idea why. now im writing christmas cards. im trying to anws. came up to get markers and whoppppeee deee. the comp was turned on. screaming amanda amanda and so now. im here. blogging. i swear writing christmas cards has to be one of the most loathesome tasks on earth not only do you have to deco, u also have to collate everyone's addresses and think of smth to say. sheeesh. u people better appreciate what im doing for you. its the &lt;em&gt;first time&lt;/em&gt; im sending out christmas cards this year and i think i shant bother next year. hahahs. oh well. back to my christmas cards. sigh. ok mebbe after a round of gunbound. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107198608351012408?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107198608351012408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107198608351012408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107198608351012408' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107191832821627876</id><published>2003-12-20T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i bot a preddy frilly skirt (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally back from pet's house. we basically just bummed arnd the whole day. did 'overtime' to finsh our christmas cards and their still not done. i think petrina's parents are so cute. their damn comical. and she keeps rolling her eyes at them. unappreciative man. anws. thank you pet's daddy for sending me home. everyone is out shopping im alone at home. they always choose to go out and have fun when im out. hmphf. mebbe they've gone off to buy my christmas present[s]. ahhh. heheh. speaking of christmas presents. i think i shall include a wishlist in this entry just for well. you know. &lt;em&gt;reference. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wishlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- khaiki colored quiksilver sampan shaped pencil case. [ me and pet gona get e same just in diff color. (: ]&lt;br /&gt;- zara black frilly skirt with white stripes&lt;br /&gt;- spongebob talking toy that goes blipptttt when u tickle its lips. hahah&lt;br /&gt;- in the zone&lt;br /&gt;- quiksilver grey and black school bag&lt;br /&gt;- a nice organiser [ not from popular or happy house ]&lt;br /&gt;- a long sleeve top esprit has nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;- new bottle&lt;br /&gt;- sandals [ haven found a pair yet ): ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107191832821627876?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107191832821627876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107191832821627876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107191832821627876' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107171684351466761</id><published>2003-12-18T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to petrina's house yesterday. dawns dog is so sweet. pet is totally in love with it. i can tell. hope her family gets a dog or smth soon. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to finish our christmas cards yesterday but i ended up only doing one. hahaah. &lt;em&gt;sheesh. &lt;/em&gt;at least we din go to town. we went swimming instead and now ive got this horrible swimsuit mark. racerback swimsuit mark. i need to go sentosa to tan it off. anyone wanna go? prolly after christmas. hopefully it'll stop raining by then. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing much to say. hopefully ill be able to go shopping today. sigh. if not ill be stuck at home writing christmas cards. which is super boring. ahhh. feeling so frustrated alr and its only eleven in the morning. jeeesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107171684351466761?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107171684351466761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107171684351466761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107171684351466761' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107157834294559956</id><published>2003-12-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:37.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks jessie and gretchen for this thingy. i wonder if its true. this quiz and past happenings make me wonder if i really do know myself. hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're an ESFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a fun-loving outgoing person and are naturally drawn to people...you are quite enthusiastic and exuberant...and usually well-liked by others.. you're good at meeting people and helping them enjoy themselves...you are sympathetic towards people and generous with your time and money. You wanna be where the action is and will see things in your own special way... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're aware what is going on around you and notice stuff that others miss. You're popular and gregarious and are often busy in social stuff...you are instigators of activity and like to be "where the action is..."...you like laughing at yourself and others....you like to help others and often join organizations that letcha do that..if you work as a teenager, chances are that you'll take a job that lets you interact with others (gift shop, waiter, anywhere you can charm or shmooze)....you're "on stage" often... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the eternal optimist, and always seem to land on your feet, somehow. (gee, all this stuff shows you might be good in the Storm Palace pubs..) you can interact with people of all ages, backgrounds or types with no problem.. you learn best when you can interact with others and DO things, not just observe or listen about 'em... Teachers are the key to your success.. they have to care about you for you to want to do well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like conflict or intellectual arguments...you don't like learning by sitting quietly by yourself and reading some boring abstract stuff..."how does it relate to my day-to-day life?!" You know how to motivate others to get the job done...you can link together people and resources...you'd probably be happy being a coach or a receptionist or a therapist...anywhere you could help people and be responsive to 'em...you don't impose your will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like teamwork...you can get caught up in others' emotions.. your style is inclusive and allowing others to participate in the decisions..you don't need to suck up all the glory...you like to take breaks and relax..you love being active and going out and doing things with friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fun to be with and bring enjoyment to situations...you find fun in the moment...your friends are VERY important to you, and I'll bet you tell 'em so and let 'em know it somehow...you like to reach out and touch the lives of others...you like to share your values with those you love... you might move in or out of a relationship depending if it "feels" comfortable..you get kinda hampered with disapproval.. you can overwhelm your partner with all this affection and stuff...when there's a breakup, you can move on and get over it quickly, surrounding yourself with your friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful on these: don't spend too much time socializing and not enough on the task at hand. You'll probably talk on the phone rather than work. Also, don't forget to finish what you start..get some planning skills and time management...don't ignore the logical facts, as much as you'd rather go by subjective stuff...finally, don't be so action-oriented that you forget to plan ahead... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFP: "Extra Special Friendly Person" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xxhazeleyesxx/quizzes/What%20attracts%20people%20to%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xxhazeleyesxx/1055085286_dyresult01.JPG" border="0" alt="People like you becuase you're a sweetheart!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What attracts people to you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107157834294559956?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107157834294559956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107157834294559956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107157834294559956' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107157771422747812</id><published>2003-12-16T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh wellsh... im happy again big grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fine. left the house at like 10 smth and got back at seven i swear im totally pooped. /: went christmas shopping with gillian and petrina. pet ditched us half way for her buddy. hmphf. had fun anws. i found a really pretty skirt at top shop. hahah. its so frilly man. first skirt ive bought in eons. anws i saw a stressball today at bloomington. its quite hard. i always tot stressballs were soft. hmmm. shrugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can ya bliff. i got the busted cd. hahahah. fren bot it for me. thanks loads. (: it sooo cool. and charlie is so darn good looking. his teeth arent weird. their unique. special in their own way. kapeeesh?! heheheh. going petrina's house tmr. hope we dont end up in town again. ive been spending money like water as of late. so xinful. tsk. going to write my xmas cards tmr and check out dawns doggie. hurhur. peace. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107157771422747812?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107157771422747812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107157771422747812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107157771422747812' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107149099481634205</id><published>2003-12-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant bliff its really been a week since i last blogged. record man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday started out fine. went to school to clean out the band room. fag chan was just standing there with his sweet lil backpack and his brekkie in one hand and ordering us arnd as if we were his slaves. he din left one finger to help us. was quite fun anws. heard simone slipped and fell while mopping the floor and it was the funniest thing ever. missed out on that. &lt;em&gt;dang. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bounced over to thmson plaza to meet pet den went her house. we planned to go swimming but ended up shopping anws. hahaha. typical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the twist. i saw smth on the bus and stuff happened after that and now. im left totally confused. i feel innocent naive and absolutely shallow. i dunno what to do. this hurts real bad and i want it to end. &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107149099481634205?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107149099481634205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107149099481634205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107149099481634205' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107087201778940120</id><published>2003-12-08T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger doesnt seem to be updating my blog. i have no idea why and when i finally get hold of the comp to play gunbound the server conks out. im seriously jinxed man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din go for band today woke up with a tremendous headache. had a sudden urge to clean my room. so i grabbed a turkey sandwich for breakkie and my urge ran off. so sad. so ive been mopping arnd the whole day watching mtv and irritating my brudder into leeting me use the comp. i wish i had wireless too like gillian. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert on saturday was good. screwed priscilla's rhapsody solo. sorry. faith and simone played so well. &lt;em&gt;bigg grin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially addicted to gunbound. aint that sad. i have absolutely no sense of aiming. and no luck. i dunno why i still bother to play. sigh. gona read some blogs. ciao. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107087201778940120?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107087201778940120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107087201778940120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107087201778940120' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107068389796631164</id><published>2003-12-06T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=7&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy bday dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im so pissed. this is like the thrid time i lost my hairband. and i always lose it like three days after purchase i just bot that yday and i havent even paid for it ya know. joyce lent me money. sheesh. anws. i took a neoprint wearing it so. ahhh. wad the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band yday and den headed for suntec with joyce clare gill and our &lt;em&gt;darling&lt;/em&gt; juniors sabrina and phoebe. bot pamela her farewell gift. its so darn pretty and at the shop we were like all tkaing ictures of it. cos joyce had her digi cam i had my phone and gill had hers. so we were like. oooo and ahhhhinh all over the rather &lt;em&gt;classy&lt;/em&gt; store. i swear the sales woman would have called security if we had walked out without buying anything. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to orchard with gill and joyce. took neos and &lt;em&gt;i found slippers&lt;/em&gt;. finally nice ones but i dont have any money to buy them. ): met germaine and aaron. they were half an hour late. fluugin buggers. went to get daddy's present. we got him and exercise ball and he lurved it. my brilliant idea of cause. stadium has really bad sales people. we found the exercise ball and we wanted to know what colors there were and what sizes there were. so we called the sales guy and he said that he should inflat it for us. so well. u know how big an exercise ball is and no one wants to lug it arnd town. we still had to meet the parents for dinner. so we were like squating there arguing over who would carry the inflated ball and the sales man was luffing his head off at us. finally we agreed to take turns. den the man opened the box to take out the ball to inflat and realised that there is a bicycle pump in that goes with it. damn. all the arguing and squating for nothing. hmmmmphf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my dad at forum. i did alot of meeting today ehhs. den we went to toys'r'us to get a present for my dad's fren's dotter. her name's bino. so dumb. al&lt;em&gt;bino&lt;/em&gt;. hahahahah. and guess what i found. a spongebob pinata. its sooooo coool. im gonna get it and hang it up in my room. its 23.90. lurve it so much. its so yellow and nice. and its filled with yummy sweets but im not gona break it. its toooo marvelous. [&lt;em&gt;got the hint yet?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mom and went to genki sushi for dinner. ate like crazy i tell you. and we even got free green tea ice cream from hiagen[?] dias cos it was dad's bday. and mommy had some coupon thingy so in the end we only paid 15 bucks for dinner. hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove home. and we decided to go for a joy ride in daddy's car. whopppeee. i was half dead by then. drove arnd the esplanade and went to food juction for dessert. aaron had two bowls of red ruby desert and a plate of char siew rice at what  12 smth in the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think ive spoken enuff. i d actually have more things to type but ur eyes are prolly &gt;_&lt; by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107068389796631164?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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australian fren from england was saying. he had a horribly thick accent. so i cun leave the phone and my brother was in the porch so she was screaming and yelling and grabbing the tree. den tasha came along and started lickking her face it was so darn funny. no idea what tasha ate but her breath reeked of fish. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefects camp was fun. no time to elaborate. gona have sibling outing tmr. for e first time man. hope we take neos or smth. but canr expect much. its germaine amanda and aaron ya see. gotta go watch re runs of black adder with them now. tatas... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107055114349752965?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107055114349752965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107055114349752965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107055114349752965' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107045520815697274</id><published>2003-12-03T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog. real bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna book chalet again. but i havent paid my dad back for the sentosa huts. so if i ask my parents to book again. they'll rmbr abt e previous one and ill have to go chase pple for money. so everyone who went and slept over at the hut : [&lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;] carrie pet gretchen meryl me bernie sarah. pay me eleven bucks k. and den u still have to pay pet for e food. yuppers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad there are no more available huts at sentosa. ): only the deluxe chalet. pasir ris has lots of vaccancies suprisingly. but nicole goh told me its haunted. and of course i bliff her and im not going there mans. besides i cant tan if i go there. the beach is totally stinky and dirty and super doooper polluted. but i guess what really matters is spending time with my precious 2/3 frens. we're all gona be split up next year. so heart wrenching. haihs. o i realised during camp just now that there are currently 8 or 9 girls in the prefectorial board that were previously from p5/6 hibi. mrs lewis and sun lao shi would be so proud man. yay. three cheers for hibi. yay. grin grin grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107045520815697274?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107045520815697274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107045520815697274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107045520815697274' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107045402754597978</id><published>2003-12-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from prefects camp. it feels nice to be a senior. hahah. an "oldie". only three people from my group turned up so we were reshuffled. im in dominant. or however u spell it and we rock. brainiest eh. heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scenarios was. &lt;em&gt;phew&lt;/em&gt; mans. the actresses were so &lt;strong&gt;irritating&lt;/strong&gt;. i wanted to strangle them esp. noo offence gaby and shang pian. stoopid pink hair bands. i swear im never gona buy a pink hair band. fushia to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to do at night anymore. now that there's no more holland. the stoopid celestial show is so dumb. esp fann wong. cant stand her man. she keeps trying [&lt;em&gt;and failing&lt;/em&gt;] to act dootter-ish. so irritating. haih. major xian-ness. i still havent gotten my sp gifts. im so dead. im gona be gift-less again like last year. last year i tot they were kiddding ya see. so i din bring anything. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world peace. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107045402754597978?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107045402754597978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107045402754597978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107045402754597978' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107034526449473789</id><published>2003-12-02T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i just spent to whole morning looking for grad nite pictures. hahaha. even im amazed at my extreme bo-liaoness. off to watch some tv now. towning with pet [?] carrie and sarah. sarah's gonna get her skate bag. im gonna feel so weird in a skate shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop raining. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107034526449473789?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107034526449473789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107034526449473789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107034526449473789' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107033961888982726</id><published>2003-12-02T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=7&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg omg omg omg omg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vixixi/1070273229_NMyPictures24807091.jpg" border="0" alt="Jonnywilko"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are best suited tooooooo Jonny Wilkinson!!!&lt;br&gt;Woo, he's got the arms, bum,&lt;br&gt;body,hair,legs,kick of a god! Congratulations,&lt;br&gt;you'll be rolling in it now! If only it were&lt;br&gt;true... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vixixi/quizzes/What%202003%20world%20cup%20champions!!%20are%20you%20best%20suited%20to%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What 2003 world cup champions!! are you best suited to?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107033961888982726?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033961888982726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033961888982726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033961888982726' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107033599872961850</id><published>2003-12-02T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a mountain&lt;br /&gt;i am a tall tree&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, I am a swift wind&lt;br /&gt;sweepin' the country&lt;br /&gt;i am a river&lt;br /&gt;down in the valley&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, I am a vision&lt;br /&gt;and I can see clearly&lt;br /&gt;if anybody asks u who I am&lt;br /&gt;just stand up tall look 'em in the Face and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm that star up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;i'm that mountain peak up high&lt;br /&gt;i made it&lt;br /&gt;i'm the worlds greatest&lt;br /&gt;and I'm that little bit of hope&lt;br /&gt;when my backs against the ropes&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it mmm&lt;br /&gt;i'm the worlds greatest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a giant&lt;br /&gt;i am an eagle&lt;br /&gt;i am a lion&lt;br /&gt;down in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;i am a marchin' band&lt;br /&gt;i am the people&lt;br /&gt;i am a helpin' hand&lt;br /&gt;and I am a hero&lt;br /&gt;if anybody asks u who I am&lt;br /&gt;just stand up tall look 'em in the Face and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm that star up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;i'm that mountain peak up high&lt;br /&gt;i made it&lt;br /&gt;i'm the worlds greatest&lt;br /&gt;and I'm that little bit of hope&lt;br /&gt;when my backs against the ropes&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it&lt;br /&gt;i'm the worlds greatest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107033599872961850?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033599872961850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033599872961850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033599872961850' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107033552581339682</id><published>2003-12-02T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:36.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. i will call ndc and get my dental appointment fixed.&lt;br /&gt;2. i will look in the classfied ads for job vacancies everyday and actually &lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt; the people.&lt;br /&gt;3. i will go jogging everyday&lt;br /&gt;4. i will do crunches / sit ups everyday (lose my paunch)&lt;br /&gt;5. i will put body lotion before i sleep every night. &lt;br /&gt;6. i will wolfing down my meals. i will learn to eat &lt;em&gt;slowly.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107033552581339682?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033552581339682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107033552581339682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033552581339682' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107029273071257569</id><published>2003-12-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recap of amanda's day (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set my alarm at 6.35 and well... i rmbr hearing a faint tee tee tee in the background but my sister's alarm rings for like half an hour every morning before she turns it off so i tink i became immune to it. so yeah. i woke up late. long winded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed off for band. turned out my dad woke up late too. got my new reed. yay. its super smelly i tell you. and super spikey i think ive got at least two splinters in my lip. &lt;em&gt;owie. &lt;/em&gt; anws i almost died from band today. other den my chronic back aches. my lips were like -_-" and i think there's a permanent double marking on the inside of my lip now cos of the pressure. poor inside of my lip. ): sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. went for lunch and we stopped at the wrng place. yes thanks to me. they were screaming so loud. wrong lah amanda. wrong* was so embarrassed. the bus was very crowded. ended up at far east. took neos so yay. everyone turned out happy. big smiley face (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched are you hot. chantile is so so so perdy. i used to thik she looks like a barbie doll. the real cheap ones from like econ minimart or smth. but tonite. urgh. sizzzzlin. heheheeh. lisa too. her body is like woah. solid. kinda motivating yet depressing. went to bathe after the show ya see. and i saw my little paunch and my droppy and jingly everything. super beeg sigh&lt;em&gt;. sigh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107029273071257569?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107029273071257569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107029273071257569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107029273071257569' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107017520332915838</id><published>2003-11-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o god blogger will u please update my blog. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107017520332915838?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017520332915838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017520332915838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107017520332915838' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107017516983091300</id><published>2003-11-30T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;good god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busted has a new albulm. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a present for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishlist update. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107017516983091300?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017516983091300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017516983091300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107017516983091300' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107017322273043586</id><published>2003-11-30T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kelly.moranweb.com/quiz" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kelly.moranweb.com/quiz/fairytale/images/princess.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am the princess (...with a pea)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kelly.moranweb.com/quiz" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find your fairy tale character&lt;/a&gt; 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You wear American colors with pride and you are strong and natural!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tommy Hilfiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Babycakez/quizzes/*%20What's%20Your%20Brand%20Name%20Style%3F%20*/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;* What's Your Brand Name Style? *&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107017322273043586?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017322273043586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017322273043586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107017322273043586' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107017202864986175</id><published>2003-11-30T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god. aaron is such a fuckhead. he just stormed in the room and accused me of taking his stoopid library book. what would i be doing with a roald dahl book anws. someone please take him away. &lt;em&gt;now... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107017202864986175?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017202864986175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017202864986175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107017202864986175' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107017099423170572</id><published>2003-11-30T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to compass point with my mom this morning. she had a sudden urge to get place mats. weird. din get it in the end cos we couldnt find any at john little's or metro or the other furniture shop thingy we went to. and i realised that the giodano junior cow motiff is really really adorable. im gona get a cow shirt soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. ihm's having its confirmation mass today so congrats to the sec threes i know. syl and gk. and whoever else is getting confirmed and's readin this. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy went shopping yesterday and bot &lt;em&gt;alot &lt;/em&gt;of underwear for me. really &lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt; undies.  my mother has very bad taste. the bras omg. she thinks i have no breasts. she bot me &lt;em&gt;trainee&lt;/em&gt; bras i specifically told her if the sports bras are on sale den grab a few for me and she comes back with trainee bras? and she tells me. no no. they are sports bras. omg. i wanna slap her man. they &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; trainee bras(&lt;em&gt;screams&lt;/em&gt;). u know those white ones with the lil ribbon in the centre and cotton lace at the sides and non-adjustable stripes? the type u wear when ur just starting puberty. apparently my mummy knows nuts about puberty. im wearing the &lt;em&gt;per&lt;/em&gt;diest one now and i swear their constricting my breasts. urgh. extreme &lt;em&gt;suffocation&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107017099423170572?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017099423170572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107017099423170572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107017099423170572' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107010568129133840</id><published>2003-11-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got into 3/4. yay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band practice with the west wind band today. it was a fruitful practice. there's this jolly fella thats looks like la pi xiao xin. i think he's so adorable. hahahah. looking forward to band practice on monday. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107010568129133840?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107010568129133840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107010568129133840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107010568129133840' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107001404131555652</id><published>2003-11-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new layout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done by me. yay. yesh. everything. i know its a bit gloomy but i love it. its so mysterious. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107001404131555652?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107001404131555652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107001404131555652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107001404131555652' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-107000835649101426</id><published>2003-11-28T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. had band this morning. &lt;em&gt;dragged&lt;/em&gt; myself up at 6.40. halfway during sectionals my back started aching like crazy i couldnt even sit straight. i actually resorted to sitting in the chair mr chan sat in bcos it had a backing so it was more comfy. see how bad it hurt. &lt;em&gt;does a pathetic lil face. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws it was raining when i reached the bus stop so i sat down and waited and waited and waited. two 70's past by. got fed up so i got onto 136 and headed to heartland mall. bot my shaving gel and stuff from watsons den i just walked around and around and around till my back started hurting again. den i went home. saw aarons fren at the bus stop giving out flyers. he looked so happy to see me. he said everyone's grumpy, snatching the flyers away from him. hahah. poor little bugger. bus ride home. still drizzling. ran home. run run run saw aaron my litttle brother. &lt;em&gt;to think i thot it was some cute guy from &lt;strong&gt;far &lt;/strong&gt;away&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;may i place emphasis on the &lt;strong&gt;far&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;so we started running in the rain together. yay. bro-sis bonding. how sweeet. &lt;em&gt;pukes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh now im bored again. i wish we cud go back to before the exams. it actually was kinda fun i din sit arnd bumming all day. every second was put to good use revising my homework and recording stoopid chinese voice messages on my phone. heheheh. i got rid of that one alr. enuff pple have heard it. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday&lt;em&gt; fun &lt;/em&gt;project: i think im not gona shave my legs for another week. been to lazy to shave. im gona let all of it grow back. see if its thicker or blacker. heeeheeeheee. so i suppose i wasted my money on shaving gel today. ooo. there's a new purple razor. its soooo nice. i wanna get it. but i just got my pink one. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for christmas to come. i shall go mak a christmas list again. i wanna work to so i can buy pretty presents or cards for everyone. yay. the spirit of giving. clearly present in me. (: grin grin grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-107000835649101426?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107000835649101426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/107000835649101426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107000835649101426' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106992044826367655</id><published>2003-11-27T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:35.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.readingforresults.com/rating/pg13.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My life is rated PG-13.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.readingforresults.com/rating/quiz.htm"&gt;what is you life rated&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christ i feel like such a baby. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106992044826367655?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106992044826367655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106992044826367655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106992044826367655' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106991996659732576</id><published>2003-11-27T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o man. i just read on eunoce's blog and gillian and priscilla say that i update like every 40mins. that so sad. makes me sound like sucha nothing-better-to-do-person. ): so sad. okie next time ill blog only after 41 mins ookieee, haw haw. fine ill blog less. but u know no body else other den me blogs like me so isnt it interesting to read. and for all u know some people have set up a amanda's blog fan club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus chrit what m i saying. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106991996659732576?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106991996659732576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106991996659732576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106991996659732576' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106991956517294070</id><published>2003-11-27T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omigoshh. im gona get a digicam. yay. so excited. well its not only for me. it belongs to the family. nuthing ever belongs to me anws. cos our parents taut us from young that sharing is the way. uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah. my auntie's going ter sponsor part of the camera cos she got pissed cos we never develope any photos and we never send anything to her. so with a digicam. well everything would be so much easier. i dont really know what i want because you know i dont really give a shit about all the duno what dunno what mega pixels crap and zoom focus. im like gadget-illiterate. i just know i want a silver one. and hopefully my daddy doesnt go get those super small slim ones cos i think ill lose it. hahah. yay. new camera so excited. now i can have those like day-outs and day-at-school albulms like most ij girls have. yay. &lt;em&gt;jumps arnd and does a little dance.&lt;/em&gt; happy* sha-lalahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. sorry i bet some of you are just rolling ur eyes like mad thinking. its just a digi cam. sheeesh. hahahah. i dont care. im happy and that matters &lt;em&gt;most. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106991956517294070?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106991956517294070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106991956517294070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106991956517294070' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106982965566034283</id><published>2003-11-26T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distress call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help someone. my brother is going out with a bunch of lians tmr. and one of them unfortunately has the same name as me. help someone please. im in distraught. help. silly little doop. too young to know any better. &lt;em&gt;urgh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106982965566034283?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106982965566034283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106982965566034283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106982965566034283' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106982322734202194</id><published>2003-11-26T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;51 PREFERENCES... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know how to forward stuff on friendster. cun be bothered to go look actually so ill put it on my blog. i cant be bothered to come up with something to type about anyways. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pierce your nose or tongue?&lt;br /&gt;tongue. nose quite lianish. sorry sarah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be serious or be funny?&lt;br /&gt;farnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Boxers or briefs?&lt;br /&gt;panties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Whole or skim milk?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Single or Taken?&lt;br /&gt;taken but free to be single. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Simple or complicated?&lt;br /&gt;in the middle. simplicity = boredoom but complication = stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Law or anarchy?&lt;br /&gt;im not sure what anarchy is but law... so anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Flowers or angels?&lt;br /&gt;flowers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Grey or gray?&lt;br /&gt;huh? as in the color. is one brit spelling and one amer spelling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Read or write? &lt;br /&gt;read. i just read the sixth harry pootter book. tts why i disappeared for two days. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Color or black-and-white photos?&lt;br /&gt;black and white. arty-farty-er. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. M&amp;M's or Skittles?&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;M's. i wanted to name the snowman i bot from santa's stockings M&amp;N's cos its buttons looked like M&amp;N's but i din. yeah. i named it coff. he's firkin cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Rap or rock?&lt;br /&gt;rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Stay up late or wake up late?&lt;br /&gt;if u stay up late u def wake up late rites. dummmie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. TV or Radio?&lt;br /&gt;tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is it POP or SODA?&lt;br /&gt;soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. X or O in Tic-tac-toe?&lt;br /&gt;whatever as long as i win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Eat an apple or an orange?&lt;br /&gt;apple. citric acid does not-nice-stuff to my braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What came first the chicken or the egg?&lt;br /&gt;the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hot or Cold?&lt;br /&gt;cold. i crave ice cream. oh nooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Tall members of the opposite sex or short?&lt;br /&gt;taller den me would do or same height would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;sun. sun tann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Emerald or ruby?&lt;br /&gt;i think pink stones or diamonds are best. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Left or right?&lt;br /&gt;ambidextrous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. 10 acquaintances or 1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;1 best friend. acquaintances are so vague. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;french vanilla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. High or Drunk?&lt;br /&gt;dont u get high when ur drunk. so wads the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Green beans or carrots?&lt;br /&gt;neither. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Low fat or fat free?&lt;br /&gt;of course fat free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What is your biggest fear in the world?&lt;br /&gt;betrayal. the dark. loneliness. eating a meal alone. chinese wayang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Kids or no kids?&lt;br /&gt;kids. and dont grow up. i dont want a kid like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Cat or dog?&lt;br /&gt;dogs. dogs roole. cats drool. sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Half empty or half full?&lt;br /&gt;half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Mustard or ketchup?&lt;br /&gt;curry sauce. from macs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Hard cover books or soft cover books?&lt;br /&gt; soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Newspaper or magazine?&lt;br /&gt;lol. mags. newspaper so dull. black n white. eh  just contradicted myself. ui said i like black n white photos. tsk. im contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Sandals or sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;depends on what im wearing rite. prefer sandals doh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Wonder or amazement?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Red car or white car?&lt;br /&gt;depends. prolly white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Happy and poor or sad and rich?&lt;br /&gt;sad and rich. ill make myself happy by buying stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Singing or dancing?&lt;br /&gt;singing &lt;em&gt;in the shower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Hugging or Kissing?&lt;br /&gt;both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Corduroy or plaid?&lt;br /&gt;corduory. plaid is evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Happy or sad?&lt;br /&gt; happy! duhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Purple or green?&lt;br /&gt;purple. uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. A year of hot sex or a lifetime of &lt;br /&gt;friendship?&lt;br /&gt;hah hah hah hah&lt;br /&gt;haw haw haw haw&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;hohohohohohoho&lt;br /&gt;i dunnooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106982322734202194?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106982322734202194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106982322734202194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106982322734202194' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106981858531781256</id><published>2003-11-26T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the evil sawasha will reign supreme?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106981858531781256?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106981858531781256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106981858531781256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106981858531781256' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521965.post-106951074004977152</id><published>2003-11-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:12:34.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah is quite fun but its very tiring. my feet ache and my back aches. damn royal chocolate house said that there would be a meeting online at 10. 10.20 and im the only idiot online. anyways. i hope there'll be more customers tme. we need to think of a way to bring the crowd up and thats like splitting the red sea - practically impossible. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5521965-106951074004977152?l=worthyof-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106951074004977152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5521965/posts/default/106951074004977152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthyof-love.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106951074004977152' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01469402072590121140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img343.imageshack.us/img343/8852/deer5yu.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
