<?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-9060984151394922105</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:17:19.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qian yu</title><subtitle type='html'>Unspoken Words, Bleeding Love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8578548070149924334</id><published>2010-02-11T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:25:15.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RELINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGQIANYU.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYVM:))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8578548070149924334?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8578548070149924334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8578548070149924334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2010/02/relink-omgqianyu.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4024481800252149928</id><published>2010-02-07T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:37:17.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is kinda of dead. Thinking of changing link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update some things that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have the concept that blogging=reporting to people. And there are people that read my blog. STALKERS eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school life is in a mess. See Joanne want to puke, keep on skipping Volleyball training, Give up on maths again, Smoking, CRUSHING on someone, Keep on get angry with some pubor. It's in a mess right? Haiis. Sometimes i want to give up on myself. I hate to be lonely that's why i keep cutting myself. I only want ATTENTION. Is'nt that pubor doing the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming. Next month? I don't want to wish for anything. They never come true, so whats the point? Juicy Couture would be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LYT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4024481800252149928?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4024481800252149928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4024481800252149928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3407997607282864977</id><published>2010-01-14T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:59:21.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OUTRAM SECONDARY VOLLEYBALL PLAYING C' DIVISION GIRL WEARING WHITE SPEC IS WANTED BY ME. Volleyball competition was great. The seniors and juniors both won the match. Junior first round win Outram Sec. Then second round trash them with a score of 25 to 6. Jean one straight row serve 17 volleyballs and that 17 times, they can't recieve. Later got one girl scold us ccb. Paikia very dulan, wanted to find her but never. Mr Woo ask us to ignore them. How can sua lidat. Me and Paikia want to find her and ask her apologise, if not.. I duno. Anything might happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3407997607282864977?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3407997607282864977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3407997607282864977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yah.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5749021909848789312</id><published>2010-01-10T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:27:36.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updating some things. &lt;br /&gt;First day of the year some people *AHEM* have problems then come find me. First day of school TIO CAUGHT FOR HAIR COLOUR. KNNBPCB. I explain to that CB cher that my hair is natural he dun believe, still send me up to stage. Nevermind. Later he comfirm with MDM Latha then send me down to join the others. Later when he talking to the whole level of Sec 3, he say that i did'nt show him respect. He did'nt mention my name but he told the whole level my case, say i argued with him. CB. I told him my colour was natural is he don't believe. I'm innocent of course argue with him what. Cb.&lt;br /&gt;School very boring. Don't want to go school leahs. Andandand i'm going to repierce my lip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5749021909848789312?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5749021909848789312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5749021909848789312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2010/01/updating-some-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8739040273486553180</id><published>2009-12-24T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:08:44.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY&lt;br /&gt;Mummy went to Hai Sing to appeal for brother. Prepared to go out. Bused to school then walk to Kovan, and walked to Shanette's house. Wanna die man. Now i'm blogging at her house:) Very bored. All her friends i don't know one lorh. Sian lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out but never. Stayed at home and read Esclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to prepare the things for the Icecream making competition. Slack with Ros and Sheryl at back gate then bused home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Went NYJC for Volleyball training. Ran 3KM. Wanna die. After training bused home. Tomorrow staying at home cause leg sure ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball training again. 3KM again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Took bus to Sengkang and meet cousin. MRT-ED down to Orchard cause i want to see the Juicy Couture shop again. At the traffic light near Ngee Ann city there, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SAW WU CHUN AND CALVIN CHEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:Looking opposite while waiting for traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;*Spotted a familiar face wearing sunglasses.*&lt;br /&gt;Me:EH? WU CHUN?&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: You sure annot? Where?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Neh, there. *POINTS*&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: Really leah!&lt;br /&gt;Me:OMG! HE'S IN SINGAPORE???&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: Don't know leah.&lt;br /&gt;Me:*Look at that guy beside him* Eh? That guy also from Fahrenheit leah!&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: OMG. Really, its them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic light turned green. We walked past each other. So near them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Want to follow them annot???&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: Siao ah! Ni shen jing bing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took out our phones and twitted. Went to Juicy shop. Mrt down to Bugis. Inside the MRT i saw one boy very familiar, like got act in shows before. I very sure have but cousin say don't have-.- Walked down to Bras Besar. Cousin's fault lah. Say want buy pencil case must go until there buy. The Popular there damn big lah. The biggest i've ever seen. Got 5 stories high. I found the pencil case she wanted. Pay then leave. Mrted down to Junction 8. Saw Ricky and his GF? Walk awhile then bused down to cousin house. Ate Pizza then bused home. I was regretting not stoping and taking pictures with Wuchun T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Took things and headed down to NYJC for the Ice Cream competition. Reached there early. There are teams earlier than us. Kiasu sia. Went in, prepared and started. We had to redo the milk again cause we over boiled it. Heng got bring enough ingredients. The TV crew came. Fliming and interviewing. LOL. Ros kena interviwed. Judging started. Super dulan with the PLMGS people. KNN. They keep on open the fridge and obviously the temperature in the fridge will go up right, once it go up the Icecream will melt. Bloody hell. They think only their Icecream inside only, keep on opening the fridge to see their Iceceam. Lukily, THEIR ICECREAM MELTED AND CAME OUT OF THE CHOCOLATE AND IT MESSED UP. Prepare the decorations and wait for the judges to come. They give alot of comments which can help us to improve. I see people, got wine bottles,candles,flowers,basket and alot of other things to beautifly their table. We peeped at the judges score board when they face their back at us. Waiting for the results time was the most scary time. They annouced from the bottom to up. Last seven don't have our team that means we are in the top 3. Top 3 annouced and left us and another group. When they annouce another group's name, we were all screaming cause &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE WON THE COMPETITION!!!&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe it. LOL. In the semi finals that time, we thought we won't get into finals but we did. In the finals, we thought we won't win but we did:) Went back to school, put back the things to the kitchen and bused down to Sengkang. MRT-ED down to Chinatown with cousin. Went to Central Mall. That mall nothing one sia. So empty. Bought cookies and walked back to Chinatown. Slacked at aunt's shop. Ate dinner, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 &amp;amp; 18 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Had a damn terrible nightmare. I don't want it to come true. Saw his sms:) Stayed at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Went sengkang with whole family. Brother, Cousin and me went to J8. On the way, saw David at Douby Ghout. Cousin went to cut hair. Waited for her then go arcade find brother. Play jubox and Mario cart. Mrted down to ION. I thought there got ZINC but don't have, so mrted down to J8 again to buy my bag. Saw Steven Lim at MRT there. Fucking SUAY! Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home. At night helped mother make tang yuan. Very fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home. Mummy cooked tangyuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Mother and brother went out early in the morning to report to brothe's new secondary school. Stayed at home the whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8739040273486553180?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8739040273486553180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8739040273486553180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-mummy-went-to-hai-sing-to-appeal.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3808808007363871722</id><published>2009-12-15T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:32:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short update. &lt;br /&gt;I SAW WU ZUN AND CALVIN CHEN AT ORCHARD TODAY! I REGRETTED NOT TAKING PICTURE WITH HIM. FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3808808007363871722?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3808808007363871722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3808808007363871722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/12/short-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2019742682030961541</id><published>2009-12-09T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:53:41.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 DECEMBER &lt;br /&gt;Stay at home the whole day. Computer cannot use. Everytime lidat one lorhT.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 DECEMBER &lt;br /&gt;Went school for Icecream making. Mrs Pang everytime scold scold scold. She scold until me and Ros don't want to talk to her, everything ask Sheryl to help us ask her. The Bitches did'nt come and hence, Mrs Pang got more angry. We added butter to the recipe. It turned out great. The flavour was nicer and it did'nt melt so fast. Both team got into finals and now Mrs Pang want both team to get into top 3. I think our seaweed icecream is still okay, would you dare to try sour cream icecream?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home reading Esclipse. I have to faster finish it and return it to Yinleng. Christams coming, who want to get me the whole series of Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;25 more days till school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;Still reading Esclipse. Edward, Bella, Jacob. Haiis. How i wished the story was true, then i sure find ways to make myself a vampire ^.^ Tomorrow maybe going Tampines. I'm rotting at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2019742682030961541?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2019742682030961541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2019742682030961541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/12/6-december-stay-at-home-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1129950362023936433</id><published>2009-12-05T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:50:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday night i found the video that Paikia told me in China. She forgot the name so i went youtube and found it. Fucking nice sia. Its called '15' by Royston Tan. About the life of singapore gangsters. MUST WATCH MUST WATCH! At night can't sleep cause the gang poems keep on repeating themselfs in my head. Skipped Volleyball training today. Stayed at home the whole day watching 15. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4 of 15. &lt;br /&gt;WARNING. BEFORE PLAYING THE VIDEO, TURN DOWN YOUR COMPUTER VOLUME AND CHECK THAT YOUR PARETNS ARE NOT AROUND. Cause got lots of vulgarities and gang poems. *CRAPS* &lt;br /&gt;Search youtube for the full version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bYj75KaZrc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bYj75KaZrc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1129950362023936433?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1129950362023936433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1129950362023936433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3964296221993711593</id><published>2009-12-04T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:21:40.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, Dadddy and Brother went Malaysia to get a DS Lite. Whole day stay at home. Wanted to order Mcdelivery but don't know how to. Brother came home and showed off his DS Lite-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Skipped Volleyball training. Stayed at home the whole day watching Taiwan Drama. Fucking funny. Brother just won't lend me his DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 DECEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Went for Icecream making. Nb. The sec 3 pubors keep stare at me. CB. I also never do anything to them. Finish, packed things and left. Bused down to Angela's house to look for her. Headed down to Sengkang Compass point. Smoke Ice Blast. Very cold sia. Ate long john and talked about things. Next year my class sure very chaotic. Sure alot of daiji and things lidat. Walked around, slack and listen to technos. Buy Mcflurry, wanted to go into Watsons to kop things buy we eating icecream so cannot. Stand outside Converse enjoying our icecream then Angela told me upstairs got people keep looking at us. Throw away our Mcflurry and went up to find them. They run very fast sia. When we reach there, cannot see them liao. So we stood outside and see if can see them anywhere in the mall. I spotted them and chased after. Angela say they still small kids let them go. Went Angela's friend house. Watched shows. Slacked at void deck. Play poker and went home. Helped brother change the school he wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 DECEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Went school. The security guard very noob sia. We wearing school uniform then he asked us what school we from-.- Prepared things for the competition. CB. The sec 3 girls still stare at me sia. I really don't know what's their problem. Fucking hell. Cabbed down to Nanyang Poly. Made icecream. The icecream melt very fastT.T I think no chance can get into finals lorh. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 DECEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Meet Angela at hougang interchange. Saw her friend. I see the leg full of angkongs and got tagging. I first time see taggings leah. I'm a mountain tortise lah can-.- Went hougang mall awhile then decided to go hougang plaza play pool. Reach there, she teach me how to play. Mostly she playing cause i beginner:) Got 3 zhabor at another keep looking at us. One quite big sized with heels. I must say, she is bigger sized than me-.- Another one got angkong at the leg there. Then awhile later PREFECTS from yuying came. Oh. So i know PREFECTS also like this type of things arh? Finish playing then Angela and her friends went to smoke. Take bus to Sengkang. They meet another friend. That friend got tagging also. What they do to get taggings arh? And how taggings work? I must ask my cousin. Went voideck slack. 5pm headed down to Serangoon to meet the girls. Was playing with my tongue stud then the whole stud came out. Paikia help me put it back. Reach Jurong stadium. I saw Marlboro Red! Haha. I still remember her. Went 7-11 kop chocolates. Match starting , got one volleyball flew over and St Hilda's alumni number 2 came over to apologise. He's the only one that came to apologise. The others just pick up the vollyball and left-.- Girl's match started. I wanted to throw the volleyball to the girl, i was holding my phone and i threw my phone together with the volleyball. Walao eh. Sibeh paiseh sia. My phone flew and heng, never spoil. Paikia keep laughing at me lah. Seniors won Patty World Wide. Was chatting with Paikia and Jean on the MRT. Shisha, ciggs and things. Paikia drop at Bugis and the whole train became very quiet. Bused home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 DECEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Never go out. Sheryl called me and told me we went into the Finals! YAY! I thought we won't get in sia. Cause when the judges came to try our icecream, the whole icecream melted. I think it taste nice so we got in:) Use computer. Tuesday maybe going to try Shisha. Ice Blast rocks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3964296221993711593?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3964296221993711593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3964296221993711593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/12/29-november-2009-mummy-dadddy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7560391346650899701</id><published>2009-11-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:51:21.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First open house for yuying. I thought nobody will come but in the end got people come. Had normal training. Mrs Tan prepared breakfast for us. Training,training,training. Lunch provided by the school. Mummy and brother came to look for me. Ros was asking my brother to join NPCC and i told her that my brother won't come to my school. She asked why so i told her that he scored 223. Her reaction was 'he score higher than you? You stupid lah you.' I forgot to tell her that she also stupid-.- I saw band people wearing two board walking around the school. Very funny sia. After Volleyball went Kovan to look for Mummy and brother. Headed down to Chinatown. I saw people getting tattoos. I want one also! Walk around then went home. Tomorrow Mummy, Daddy and brother going to Malaysia to buy DSI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7560391346650899701?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7560391346650899701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7560391346650899701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-open-house-for-yuying.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-76126792168975632</id><published>2009-11-27T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:53:53.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since i've blogged. I'm too lazy that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball training. Reach school that time saw people skateboarding. Went hall set up net and everything. Spiking that time, Sophia spike ball and hit my stomache. I cried. Paikia gave me a hug. So sweet of her. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match with Pasir Ris Secondary. I thought they very strong one sia. Haiis. They have ultra tall Volleyball girls that is like, i think one and a half head taller than me. I heard their Sec 1 complaining that they wear their knee pad until their leg pain. LOL. Fatin sprained her leg. Rushed down to meeting room to look for Mr Woo for first aid box. Seniors playing that time, Candy sprained her leg. After match their volleyball coach talked to us. I don't know what he talking sia. He say that his 3 main players not here and what he know his team very weak. To me, he is trying to say that his 3 main player not here so they sure lose. Thursday friendly match cancelled-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Training. Lunch with seniors and then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Training. Mr Woo quarrelled with the Wushu teacher in charge. She everything also want. WTF. Why not the whole hall give her for open house? Nono. WHOLE SCHOOL better. Fucker sia she. This thing one, that thing want. Then other CCA no need arh. And i heard from the girls that alot of people don't like her also. After training chiong down to Hougang Mall with Ameila. Straight away go Watsons. Help her take her hair dye and i take mascara and eye shadow. I dunno take for what leah. Went home after that. Brother got 223 for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole day. Helping brother choose secondary school. I ask him put Pasir Ris first choice. Then he dunno heard from where that Bowen good and want to put it as first choice. And my mother dunno what happen also. I keep on tell her that HIHS is damn not good, she don't believe-.- I make sure they put Pasir Ris as first choice. LOL. Maybe Hougang second choice. Tomorrow Yuying open house. I think nobody will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3 weeks seemed so long to me. I MISS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-76126792168975632?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/76126792168975632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/76126792168975632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-so-long-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2580515927203991439</id><published>2009-11-22T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:08:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwjiYMSNzZI/AAAAAAAAAes/SgG6vuXW4e0/s1600/d2_espresso_pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406820257900645778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwjiYMSNzZI/AAAAAAAAAes/SgG6vuXW4e0/s320/d2_espresso_pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwjiX-_xZwI/AAAAAAAAAek/4HxY2OiAA1E/s1600/51rrIHVh2aL__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406820254333626114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwjiX-_xZwI/AAAAAAAAAek/4HxY2OiAA1E/s320/51rrIHVh2aL__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I alone at home now. Mummy went to Sengkang, Daddy and Brother went to hospital to see my cousin. I'm too lazy to get out of the house. So use computer and play games. Now i'm blogging. I just went to google and search for Shisha (can be known as hookah). And i saw this bloody cute Shisha. They are in PINK. Cute cute cute! Anyway, the point is i'm going to try Shisha soon. Whoots. Alot of people say cigg is better than Shisha but Shisha is more harmful than cigg. So end conclusion is they want cigg not Shisha. And Shisha have lots of fruits flavour, cigg don't have. Aiya, i go try then tell you what's so good about Shisha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2580515927203991439?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2580515927203991439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2580515927203991439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-alone-at-home-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwjiYMSNzZI/AAAAAAAAAes/SgG6vuXW4e0/s72-c/d2_espresso_pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1277439558338531204</id><published>2009-11-19T12:26:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:48:12.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9sKZsstI/AAAAAAAAAeM/0Cy50NJPTao/s1600/DSCF2625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076231620539090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9sKZsstI/AAAAAAAAAeM/0Cy50NJPTao/s320/DSCF2625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9rlB-yeI/AAAAAAAAAeE/mCwALRk2nEA/s1600/DSCF2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076221588949474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9rlB-yeI/AAAAAAAAAeE/mCwALRk2nEA/s320/DSCF2630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9rIFlWSI/AAAAAAAAAd8/R4uafAl8ukc/s1600/DSCF2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076213819431202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9rIFlWSI/AAAAAAAAAd8/R4uafAl8ukc/s320/DSCF2639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9q_yAa6I/AAAAAAAAAd0/3iVBA5maiJA/s1600/DSCF2647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076211589835682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9q_yAa6I/AAAAAAAAAd0/3iVBA5maiJA/s320/DSCF2647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9qXcYVII/AAAAAAAAAds/KJY56bpo3pA/s1600/DSCF2650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076200761709698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY9qXcYVII/AAAAAAAAAds/KJY56bpo3pA/s320/DSCF2650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3kZqMk0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/JOD7F4CKPUY/s1600/DSCF2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069501207548738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3kZqMk0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/JOD7F4CKPUY/s320/DSCF2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People taking wedding photos. Alot rite? Still got alot more but camera halfway no battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3j3MrmZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/iko6FlU6RWM/s1600/DSCF2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069491956947346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3j3MrmZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/iko6FlU6RWM/s320/DSCF2659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3jRSdhhI/AAAAAAAAAdU/M2BouWId7Wg/s1600/DSCF2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069481780643346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3jRSdhhI/AAAAAAAAAdU/M2BouWId7Wg/s320/DSCF2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3i0VGSgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/k5tCrqGkRms/s1600/DSCF2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069474007075330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3i0VGSgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/k5tCrqGkRms/s320/DSCF2661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3iVZDPUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/pmuN1M0RZ4A/s1600/DSCF2663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069465702153538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwY3iVZDPUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/pmuN1M0RZ4A/s320/DSCF2663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olympic Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiBc9fxNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y_uvrbY1r2o/s1600/DSCF2675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764336077489362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiBc9fxNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y_uvrbY1r2o/s320/DSCF2675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiA5Rf1CI/AAAAAAAAAcM/s_FI3rMljrE/s1600/DSCF2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764326497702946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiA5Rf1CI/AAAAAAAAAcM/s_FI3rMljrE/s320/DSCF2679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiAFEJ4OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YpFEyZ5YRLk/s1600/DSCF2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764312483094754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUiAFEJ4OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YpFEyZ5YRLk/s320/DSCF2683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUh_RebZjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wwqt00q9XR0/s1600/DSCF2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764298634651186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUh_RebZjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wwqt00q9XR0/s320/DSCF2685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUh-ssJOdI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BDcHL2k6v5Y/s1600/DSCF2686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764288760068562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUh-ssJOdI/AAAAAAAAAb0/BDcHL2k6v5Y/s320/DSCF2686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfWrI8tzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/S0QfxcnphgY/s1600/DSCF2689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405761402125989682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfWrI8tzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/S0QfxcnphgY/s320/DSCF2689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfV1kr38I/AAAAAAAAAbk/PjsFiqAflvE/s1600/DSCF2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405761387746811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfV1kr38I/AAAAAAAAAbk/PjsFiqAflvE/s320/DSCF2691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a BIG piece of JADE. NOT STONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfVBi7dQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/CLUz8e-iQ7w/s1600/DSCF2699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405761373780800770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfVBi7dQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/CLUz8e-iQ7w/s320/DSCF2699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfUpD-kxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ovRa_KH4qIo/s1600/DSCF2700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405761367208530706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfUpD-kxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ovRa_KH4qIo/s320/DSCF2700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfUJWQIvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/i0cZlePkqr4/s1600/DSCF2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405761358695244530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUfUJWQIvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/i0cZlePkqr4/s320/DSCF2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcq_5laZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/PZZLQFfDtKg/s1600/DSCF2714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758452761192850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcq_5laZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/PZZLQFfDtKg/s320/DSCF2714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcqBPPJ1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/OAxwnAQwpZg/s1600/DSCF2717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758435940575058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcqBPPJ1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/OAxwnAQwpZg/s320/DSCF2717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcpmvu5nI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lDJmqPj-6DE/s1600/DSCF2718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758428829116018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcpmvu5nI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lDJmqPj-6DE/s320/DSCF2718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcpFzZWCI/AAAAAAAAAas/vrpLAm51CQ8/s1600/DSCF2719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758419986110498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcpFzZWCI/AAAAAAAAAas/vrpLAm51CQ8/s320/DSCF2719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcoWjfDwI/AAAAAAAAAak/tM2W9uNXh_g/s1600/DSCF2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758407302909698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUcoWjfDwI/AAAAAAAAAak/tM2W9uNXh_g/s320/DSCF2722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUanMLkMPI/AAAAAAAAAac/gOIGkbmJhRw/s1600/DSCF2724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756188315103474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUanMLkMPI/AAAAAAAAAac/gOIGkbmJhRw/s320/DSCF2724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUamuT52XI/AAAAAAAAAaU/B5m_-h0dxtw/s1600/DSCF2731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756180297013618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUamuT52XI/AAAAAAAAAaU/B5m_-h0dxtw/s320/DSCF2731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUamKeH-4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/QJLlCmAZ-E4/s1600/DSCF2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756170676206466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUamKeH-4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/QJLlCmAZ-E4/s320/DSCF2732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUal1lll3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/z3hOi13zKck/s1600/DSCF2733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756165070362482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUal1lll3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/z3hOi13zKck/s320/DSCF2733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUalXD4G6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xydZvsab8iY/s1600/DSCF2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756156875905954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUalXD4G6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xydZvsab8iY/s320/DSCF2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY7l_5VJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_wP1ti5GbWY/s1600/DSCF2736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405754339819607186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY7l_5VJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_wP1ti5GbWY/s320/DSCF2736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY7GUiLMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/9xjRzl9fw4Q/s1600/DSCF2737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405754331316235458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY7GUiLMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/9xjRzl9fw4Q/s320/DSCF2737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY6tNnguI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kPfo5vmDxfw/s1600/DSCF2739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405754324576338658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY6tNnguI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kPfo5vmDxfw/s320/DSCF2739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY6EEpwFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_NsjoQY3Fd0/s1600/DSCF2741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405754313532883026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY6EEpwFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_NsjoQY3Fd0/s320/DSCF2741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY5eGxQlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NrZgNWazRnQ/s1600/DSCF2747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405754303341216338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUY5eGxQlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NrZgNWazRnQ/s320/DSCF2747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTuVbssVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/0oLdux3Ty7k/s1600/DSCF2748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405748614476378450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTuVbssVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/0oLdux3Ty7k/s320/DSCF2748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTt-VwqkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U4lwVYxpXKI/s1600/DSCF2751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405748608277457474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTt-VwqkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U4lwVYxpXKI/s320/DSCF2751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTtUWdimI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hD3nXyR-v-M/s1600/DSCF2755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405748597006109282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTtUWdimI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hD3nXyR-v-M/s320/DSCF2755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTs4v3RlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/JIUdecPtgYE/s1600/DSCF2756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405748589596460626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTs4v3RlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/JIUdecPtgYE/s320/DSCF2756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTscxUcOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U96cwLRDQHg/s1600/DSCF2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405748582086373602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUTscxUcOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U96cwLRDQHg/s320/DSCF2758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR4ioq5WI/AAAAAAAAAYk/HQ3c4GVClok/s1600/DSCF2761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405746590795883874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR4ioq5WI/AAAAAAAAAYk/HQ3c4GVClok/s320/DSCF2761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR4QCGZTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_bsBSe4_38o/s1600/DSCF2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405746585802270002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR4QCGZTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_bsBSe4_38o/s320/DSCF2762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR3whBV5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/rj3D9U7iETM/s1600/DSCF2763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405746577342027666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR3whBV5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/rj3D9U7iETM/s320/DSCF2763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR3e4J7QI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0l4sVtZWCK8/s1600/DSCF2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405746572607220994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR3e4J7QI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0l4sVtZWCK8/s320/DSCF2764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR2_eVx7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Yh0vaZ8uDMs/s1600/DSCF2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405746564177446834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwUR2_eVx7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Yh0vaZ8uDMs/s320/DSCF2766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTULlxQjgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3pjr6_VQLa4/s1600/DSCF2774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405678748333805058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTULlxQjgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3pjr6_VQLa4/s320/DSCF2774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTULAN-H9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q3oOfImyREM/s1600/DSCF2785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405678738253684690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTULAN-H9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q3oOfImyREM/s320/DSCF2785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUKm0RY3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/0RDR4kB3MbQ/s1600/DSCF2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405678731435008882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUKm0RY3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/0RDR4kB3MbQ/s320/DSCF2789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUKH2155I/AAAAAAAAAXk/bcxNOXwIHgg/s1600/DSCF2790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405678723124291474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUKH2155I/AAAAAAAAAXk/bcxNOXwIHgg/s320/DSCF2790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUJ3cJ5iI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fb3pr1dEl8U/s1600/DSCF2798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405678718717388322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTUJ3cJ5iI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fb3pr1dEl8U/s320/DSCF2798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSE6T5l0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Wf5pUR_NdKU/s1600/DSCF2799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676434565470018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSE6T5l0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Wf5pUR_NdKU/s320/DSCF2799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huge lighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSEWib1wI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pdp1BIn04aA/s1600/DSCF2803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676424962758402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSEWib1wI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pdp1BIn04aA/s320/DSCF2803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their SWIMMING POOL. They use seawater so they are clearing the ALGAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSEIrNhOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/x8_fWlAaTLc/s1600/DSCF2804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676421241472226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSEIrNhOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/x8_fWlAaTLc/s320/DSCF2804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSDYVar_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/JrZmbI7DOB8/s1600/DSCF2805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676408265158642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSDYVar_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/JrZmbI7DOB8/s320/DSCF2805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSCxnLSTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/l6pF35kmc3Y/s1600/DSCF2807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676397870663986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTSCxnLSTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/l6pF35kmc3Y/s320/DSCF2807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPlnwDrjI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aztR6nIgt9Q/s1600/DSCF2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405673697984097842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPlnwDrjI/AAAAAAAAAWs/aztR6nIgt9Q/s320/DSCF2916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPlF_jSyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ioq8KVlLzDc/s1600/DSCF2904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405673688922278690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPlF_jSyI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ioq8KVlLzDc/s320/DSCF2904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPkqabxaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/S64Dymhw9W4/s1600/DSCF2833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405673681518839202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTPkqabxaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/S64Dymhw9W4/s320/DSCF2833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RABBIT meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNOU456BI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XzwR9HCuiCw/s1600/DSCF2926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405671098760685586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNOU456BI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XzwR9HCuiCw/s320/DSCF2926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNN6JNItI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mwizpHEyzyM/s1600/DSCF2938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405671091581297362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNN6JNItI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mwizpHEyzyM/s320/DSCF2938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNNYS52AI/AAAAAAAAAV0/lWMI2Wdh5oI/s1600/DSCF2936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405671082495170562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNNYS52AI/AAAAAAAAAV0/lWMI2Wdh5oI/s320/DSCF2936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNMyqLfzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6HfZHbb9IBQ/s1600/DSCF2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405671072392249138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SwTNMyqLfzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6HfZHbb9IBQ/s320/DSCF2934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 17 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for Volleyball trainng. First time i see Paikia cry sia. Chuatio. Her pet rabbit died&lt;br /&gt;on Friday when she was in China. Very Sad lah. I was thinking of buying her the same rabbit. French dunno what breed lah. Her parents going to buy her another rabbit that is the same. Teamed up with Paikia and Sophia. We wer the same team in China. I was supossed to set the ball for Sophia to spike but i did'nt know that sub-set have to do that-.- Then tio scolded like hell. Of course lah! I dunno how to set what, i also not setter-.- Ending that time Sophia ask me to turn off the Hall lights. Very scared. Nobody want to go with me so i went alone. FUCK. Very very very scary. Went home after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18&amp;amp;19&amp;amp;20NOVEMBER 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uploading photos and watching the drama whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for Volleyball training. Seniors came. Played match then went home. Walao, next week almost the whole week training. 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I think nobody miss me. Nevermind. This trip to China was quite fun. Learnt lots of things. Okay, i will start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5am. Prepared to go to airport. Took bus 87 to Bedok interchange and changed MRT. Reached terminal 3. Took train to terminal 1 and meet up with the girls. After checking in our luggage we had sometime to walk around with our parents or eat breakfast. Mummy bring me to NTUC to buy sweets and tibits. Then she force me to close my lip piercing. Fuck. Boh bian have to close. Byebye my lip piercing. I'll miss you. LOL. Nevermind i have my tongue piercing enough le. 7.45am meet outside the check in there. Took pictures and went in. Jean very cute sia. After we go through the passport check in there, she ask "Are we still in Singapore?" Haha. She super cute lah. There's a system that check luggage one. I scared that they will scan until my tongue stud. Heng never. Went up the plane. Xiamen airlines. Nahbeh, that plane very 'BIG' sia. When eating lunch on the plane that time, Yanjun finish her noodles and butter bun, i was still eating my noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach Xiamen, whalan eh. IT'S NOT COLD AT ALL. The temperatre is the same as Singapore just that Xiamen got wind. When lining up for our passport that time, the very very first thing i saw was BOXES AND BOXES OR MARLBORO RED, BROWN AND GREEN. Walao the whole shop selling sticks in boxes. Fucking tempting! Collected our luggage then boarded a bus. They bring us to the Olympic Museum. It was under maintaince so we have to visit tomorrow. The sun was shining so brightly. Took bus to a place and took a boat to GU LANG YU island. Walk until very tired. And everywhere we go, 100% comfirm got couples taking wedding photos. We saw more than 30 couples taking wedding photos. That is how famous that place is for taking wedding photos. Went to a piano museum. It was so interesting, i wanted to take photos but no taking of photos allowed. It was really interesting. Free time went to buy things. Went to buy Icecream. I asked that uncle got sell 505 annot. He never sell, there got so many brands of stick lah! Took boat back. Ate dinner then went to our hotel. It was fab. Play blackjack at Candy's room. 10 people playing and i lost 4RMB. Then went back to room and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am. Packed and bathe. Went downstairs of the hotel to eat breakfast. The food is so oily! Ate, then went up room to collect luggage. Checked out of the hotel. Went to Olympic Museum. Quite interesting. Took pictures and bought souveniors. Ate lunch then went to Tea house. I spent $100 SGD there. Just buying tea-.- Went to Tan Kah Kee Museum. Bused to provision shop. I bought instant bubble tea cause i saw Jay Chou face there. LOL. I saw Fahrenheit one but i never buy. Went to the counter and ask for the sticks. They never sell also. Then headed to Volleyball hostel. When we reach, alot of people 'HUH' in the bus. Fuck sia. The place very lousy. The toilet very disgusting. Cried during dinner. It's not because i miss home, it;s because i feel very pathetic. What have i done to deserve such a lousy place? I don't know. Bathe then went for briefing. Pumped air into the Volleyballs. Tomorrow training. Sianed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am. Prepare to go and eat breakfast. The breakfast was quite nice. After breakfast we walked around. The coach showed us around the old Volleyngball court and the gym. The weights in the gym is so heavy. Fuck. How can they possibly lift it up? Walked to the training center. The place was okay. Training as usual. Hurt my hand. We saw the China national team. FUCKING HELL, I TELL YOU. THEY ARE LIKE GIANTS TO US. All so tall! And the weights they carry is more than 10 times we carry. Ate lunch. Sophia passed me a meat, we all thought it was duck or chicken. Fara asked the lady and the lady say it's RABBIT MEAT. I want to vomit. Nobody dare to touch that plate of Rabbit meat. Rest awhile then training. Dinner. Briefing. Washed clothes. There not bad sia. Got washing machine. Mummy called. Talked to her for around 3 minutes and hang up. I suddenly miss home and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast, training, lunch training and dinner. Paikia and the girls came into my room. Chatting about the bitches in Yuying and lots of things. Paikia say when she first saw Jean, she hated her because Jean copy her hairstyle. Haha. Cute lah she. Talked till 11pm and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast, training. After lunch the girls came into my room and talk. No training in the afternoon cause Mr Woo say that our body need rest. Evening that time, we went to a shopping center. On our way there, Paikia was close to me. The girls totally ignored Amelia. They gave her a nickname, Merlion. LOL. The supermarket was quite boring. Buy tibits and the instant bubble tea. Walked the night market. Went back to hostel to put our things. Amelia was crying so i told the girls. They went to check on her. Amelia vomitted. Know why? Because lunch that time she cleared the whole big plate of clams. And that lunch was the first time we cleared most of the food. Went to Sophia room for massage. I keep on laughing sia. Very itchy. Talked with the girls and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am. It was so cold. After breakfast, Paikia, Jean, Crystal, Xinyun, Amelia and Cermelia came into my room. Talked and ate tibits. Went for training. We went up to the top level Volleyball court to watch how the China national team train. We step i that time, Mr Woo told us that the rubber carpet in Singapore cost millions of dollars. Their whole court was covered with that rubber carpet. Watched them train awhile then went for our training. Ate lunch and back to room to rest. Mr Woo gave us extra time to rest. Paikia came over to sleep. I was watching TV and eating Pringles halfway, my tongue stud the ball came off. I dunno why. Got very Pekchek of putting the stud back so i plan to wake up paikia and ask her to help me. I poke her, trying to wake her up, she just won't wake up-.- I put the stud back myself. Slept awhile. Mrs Tan and Mr Woo was knocking on Fara and Fatin door. Nobody answered so they went downstairs and ask people to open the door. Wahlao. They inside sleeping cannot wake up. LOL. Training. Ate dinner then went back to room. 7.40pm went for briefing. Talk. Went to Sophia room for massage again. Walao. This time pain sia. She was rubbing my right shoulder and jackpot, she found the part that hurt the most and used strength there. That part was injured when i was serving the Volleyball. Went back to room. Mr Woo spot check.  Jean and the rest hid in the toilet. Paikia answered the door. Mr Woo ask her why is she here, she say she came to take things. I went out to spot check on Mr Woo. I saw Mr Woo knocking on Jean's room. Nobody answered, both of them is in my room. I pretended to borrow something from Sophia. Changed meeting place. Everyone went to Jean's room and chat. Went to sleep after that. MBS Fiesta today. Sad i cannot go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.30am. Ate breakfast. Went for Vollayball training. Very tired. Ate lunch. Friendly match with China people. Gave them souveniors. One of them say Thank you to me. LOL. I chua tio. Friendly match. Ate dinner. Briefing. Packed thing and went to Xinyun's room to chat. Paikia told ghost stories. Before Yuying was built, there was actually a temple at the DNT block and they demolish it. So there are souls wandering at that area. A DNT teacher passed away and that teacher taught the souls DNT. At night, the tools will move and its better not to go there at night. This story was told by Crystal and Mr Amil saw the tools moving before. Scary huh? Heng i never take DNT. Everyone bring in their Maggie and ate supper. I was too tired so i fell asleep. Paikia was sleeping on my right and Yijun sleeping on my left. 6 people sleeping in two merged bed. Cool uh. Actually they say want to ton the night one lorh. Everyone too tired so did'nt ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 NOVEMBER 2009&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, ate breakfast and packed things. Stay in room chat and watch TV. Seniors went out for shopping. Ate lunch and headed back to room. Carried luggage down and waited for the bus. Bused to Xiamen and went to supermarket. Bought chewing gums and food. Headed to airport. Lined up for check in. Walao. The counter very 'FAST'. Boarded the airplane. They say what the plane is going through wind or things lidat. Then Crystal go scare me say what, if the pilot is not skillful enough, the plane will straight away land. I told her i don't want to die so early.  Wrote reflections and sleep. Reached Singapore. Took luggage, meet my father and brother and went home. I thought when after collecting luggage, we have to go through a check point, but don't have so my chewing gum is safe. Chungcheng(Yishun) also go China. The same place as we went. Good luck to them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1pm. Ate lunch and started to blog. Simeon very funny sia. She go and meet Wesly then Wesly trick her sia. Wesly is smart lorh. Simeon stupid let Wesly trick. Chatted awhile. She saw Yuheng at Sengkang on Wed. Tomorrow Volleyball training in school. Images tomorrow. Blogger does'nt seemed to be loading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5532517240591230435?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5532517240591230435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5532517240591230435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-i-think-nobody-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6350003667537375440</id><published>2009-11-08T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:42:33.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PIERCED MY TONGUE:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing my things in the morning. So many things to bring. Then Mummy, Daddy and brother went to Deravic house. Left me alone in the house. I lied to them that i have class BBQ at East Coast park. Finding people to pei me go pierce tongue. All not free. Then ask Silvia if she can pei me go buy my pants for China trip. She can but very late so i did'nt go and buy my pants. I asked everyone. Nobody can pei me so i went alone. Reach there paid money and wait. Nahbeh. The ang moh teen look at me like 看不起我. She pierce belly. The guy that help me pierce was the same guy that pierced for Xiaxue. I must drink cold drinks for 1 month and things lidat. Then he asked me if i was the one that smsed him earlier on. Yup, i was the one. I closed my eyes and it was done very quickly. It did'nt hurt so much lah. Then that guy say if got any problems just sms him. And i am super stupid not to pay $15 more for a good stud. The stud that is in my mouth is so heavy-.- I'm sucking the stud like a sweet. Fine, i have difficulties in eating but not talking. My speech is totally fine. Don't believe you can call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. I suddenly remembered that i told Kenneth that i won't pierce my tongue. I' a changed girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will be away to China from tomorrow onwards. My flight is in the morning, leaving at 8.55am, flight number MF856. I will return on 16 November 10.10 pm, flight number MF 855. I will miss you guys! Won't be updating blog as i will be disconnected from internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6350003667537375440?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6350003667537375440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6350003667537375440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/pierced-my-tongue-packing-my-things-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7275457169784816036</id><published>2009-11-07T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:42:34.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Mummy got angry with me for something i wrote when i was bored. Then she keep on nagging say what if i don't want to study don't waste her money and time. Why can't she just think of getting me a transfer? I want a transfer lah-.- Stayed at home the whole day. Bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Went for Volleyball training. Seniors came back. After Volleyball Mr Woo gave out Windbreaker and things. Got so many things to bring to China. Reach home ate lunch and went Chinatown with mummy. Shoped for things i need to bring to China. Piercing tongue tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you like hell. Where on Earth are you. I'll have to wait for you once again. IMY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7275457169784816036?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7275457169784816036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7275457169784816036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-mummy-got-angry-with-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6489280404477734655</id><published>2009-11-05T19:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:31:09.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep saying that my blog is getting more and more boring. It sure is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night Yuheng called. Talktalktalk. Runner for Ahlong and all the paikia stuffs. And something very interesting he told me. I DID'NT KNOW THAT POLICE CAN SCOLD VULGARITIES! He told me that the police at AMK scolded vulgarities. Very interesting right? Got people use his name and send flowers to Pearleen. LOL. And his way of stealing hair dye is power to max. Empty the contents and put the box back. Haha. I remember Lollipop is put the whole box into a plastic and walk out of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERYL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dreamt about ParisHilton. It was such a nice dream but i was waken up by an sms and i can't get back to dream.&lt;br /&gt;Today went Kovan to meet Rainbow for lunch. I was late due to the stupid rain. Buy food and played bowling. I lost to her:( Then walking to Mrt that time saw Angela. Whoa her hair colour very nice!!! Waited for Joy then me and Rainbow headed down to Hougang Mall. I was supossed to return to school at 2.30pm for physical training. Rainbow buy her pants at Cotton On . I don't feel like going to training so i poned. Mummy say she want to bring me go buy clothes for China trip but never so i shopped with Rainbow at Hougang Mall. After Cotton On, went to Watsons. I looked at hair dye, took the blonde one and walked around the shop. Look around see whether got camera anot. No camera:) Emptied everything into my big Converse bag and left. Shanette was like "OMG". We went into Mini Toons and she wanted to steal the purple hairband. So easy to steal lorh. Then we walked into Popular bookstore. Wanted to steal pens but what for? Now holidays also never use until pen. Went into Watsons again. Shanette wanted to steal Foundation. See around then she decided to steal the pink nail polish. I got help her also. I help her to get rid of the price tag. Walked into Chamelon. She show me a clip and i can see on her face that she want to steal it and i said "You better get rid of that idea". She buy comb then went into Sasa. Looked at perfumes. I sprayed the Gucci Envy Me onto her jacket and she smell so nice. Must thank me. LOL. Shopped awhile and went home. Oh ya. SHANETTE TAN! You keep my secret safe and i will keep your secret safe also. DEAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David smokes. Unbelieveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Waiting for his sms. Is he back home yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6489280404477734655?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6489280404477734655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6489280404477734655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-keep-saying-that-my-blog-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-961778699368976009</id><published>2009-11-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:48:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crying and blogging now. Jingkai korkor tried to talk to me and telling me its part of life. I wished i was a computer and delete memory whenever i like and never retrive them. This empty heart feeling is so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collect my contact lens in the afternoon. Yuheng suddenly sms me just now. He almost kena home arrest. Obviously he did something bad if not the police won't find him. Asked me if i tmr can go his school there slack anot. I have to go eat lunch with Shanette so cannot. Tomorrow have PT in school. Sianed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-961778699368976009?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/961778699368976009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/961778699368976009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying-and-blogging-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1877563861413478618</id><published>2009-11-03T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:42:52.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talked to Shanette until 2am this morning. I had to wake up at 7am for the Icecream making but cannot wake up so i was late. Made seaweed icecream. The first time it taste horrible, the second time it taste worst. I remember the very first time it taste quite okay. Did'nt know what really went wrong. Ros and Sheryl almost used expired cream. They were pouring and measuring the cream. And something seemed so wrong with the cream. It should flow out of the carton like milk but it did'nt. It came out in lumps and was very watery. So i asked them if it was expired. They checked the date and fucking hell, it expired 3months ago. Imagine if i did not ask them to check the expiary date, we all will go home with stomach ache. Ros figured out that the SS at her tag board is Sheryl. After Icecream making went to library to watch Nanny Macphee. Physical training next. Wanted to leave early so that i can go and see the Sec 1 match at Hougang Sports Hall. But Candy was like 'you sure you do finish everything? 3 sets leah. So fast meh?' I told her that we want to leave early so that we can see the Sec 1 play match. Then she shoot back say 'I say must do finish then can go right? You go there see also useless, you won't learn anything by watching a match' Nb. After she shoot me back. Sibeh dulan. Give her face do a few more sets of frog jump then left. My leg muscle was kinda pulled and my leg was so jelly like. Bused down to Hougang Sports Hall. Was watching Xinmin against another school then Pearleen call me. Very shocked. I was like what are you doing here? She wanted to support her school so she was there. Juniors played against Xinmin and lost. Walking to bustop with Fion and Regina that time, very funny. There was this guy wearing a red shirt and Regina know that guy so Fion call his name very loudly. That guy stop, turn and look at us. We pretend nothing happen. Second time he abit pissed. Third time he dulan then walk very quickly. We were laughing the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this lady getting off the bus with a fucking distorted star tattoo. Then i look at her. Wahlan eh. Whole hand whole leg all tattoo. Power max. Bused home. Was walking home that time Yuheng sister called. She asked me if i am with him or do i know where is he. I guess he went MIA. Second time i think is the mother call. Ask me do i know where he always go to or where to find him. And asked if i am his school friend or outside friend. I answered primary school friend. I should have answered i am his gang head. Haha. Jkjk. I comfirm he went MIA. Lol. I going to sleep. Very sleepy. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1877563861413478618?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1877563861413478618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1877563861413478618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/talked-to-shanette-until-2am-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2416425641230132665</id><published>2009-11-02T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:59:39.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna call Shanette and talk to her later. No, actually is she want to talk to me. She's gonna talk about Benben. Sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very werid dream. I dreamt that ParisHilton was my friend and her house was so fucking nice. The whole row of shoes and clothes that you can't finish wearing them for a year. Its so good to be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go for the volleyball match today. Very sian. Stay at home tweet and chat with people on MSN. Hope Lollipop can go with me to pierce tongue on Sunday. 1 more week till i leave for China. Don't know why the computer got problems, i cannot watch videos on youtube and clicknetwork. I want to watch Auntie Lucy the movie. Here's a horrible website with 101 Frightening Ice Cream Flavours. &lt;a href="http://www.who-sucks.com/food/101-frightening-ice-cream-flavors-from-around-the-world"&gt;http://www.who-sucks.com/food/101-frightening-ice-cream-flavors-from-around-the-world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school in the morning to make Seaweed Icecream and then heading down to Hougang Sports Hall for the Secondary 1 match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed the times when my phone rang and it would be your sms. How i wished i could turn back the time. I can't describe with words how much IMISSYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2416425641230132665?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2416425641230132665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2416425641230132665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/gonna-call-shanette-and-talk-to-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1607823333658736555</id><published>2009-11-01T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:20:31.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring sunday. Went to make my contact lens in the afternoon. Its gonna be two years before expiry. Mad happy. Bused down to bugis to pray. I saw Shuhui. Damn long never see her liao. Maybe i'll contact her and meet up with her. Went to kopitiam to eat. Something hilarous happened. A guy went to buy drinks and he dropped that can of Kikapo. He picked it up from the floor and passed it to his wife. I would not open it immediately but that lady, without thinking, opened it and there was a vocanic eruption. Haha. I was laughing and laughing. She was drenched with Kikapo. Fucking funny. Shopped at Iluma for awhile. Mummy told me that i carry that fake Coach bag i cannot go into the Coach shop. I was asking why can't i. She told me that if you carry a fake branded and walk into the same brand shop, they will give you a fine straight away. And the fine is $10,000. I did'nt know they have this type of rule. Shop awhile then went home. I saw a guy with Baxx shirt in the Mrt. First time i saw a real life Baxx shirt. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1607823333658736555?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1607823333658736555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1607823333658736555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/11/boring-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6299719472998521306</id><published>2009-10-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:03:52.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;Trick or treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had such a Halloween this year. Fucked up man. Every year is the same thing. Nothing special to me on this day. Went school for friendly match with Jurong Secondary. Nothing much. Just that the seniors that graduated came back to play and the Jurong sec 2 team very powerful. I asked seniors which school is our enemy. I think is Fairfield but they say is Presbytarian High. They say Presbytarian in one match with Yuying, they go and bribe the refree. A few in court balls the refree say is out court. I was like, WHAT THE FUCK? Nowadays still got this type of retarted things happen? Where's their sportsmanship? Even if the win the match, they did not win the match with their powers. Fucked up lah. Go home change then headed down to Chinatown. Nahbeh. There like geylang sia. I see any China looking face, with heavy makeup on, short skirts and high heels, I DIAO THEM. Fuck, they don't deserve our respect. I wanted to eat Mac but mummy don't allow so i am forced to eat kopitiam. Fuck sia. So many China sluts. They throw China face totally. After eating, mummy bring me go buy things. Passed by a shop, i saw a lady with two old man. I looked at her and i said "she go geyland and stand whole day also nobody want. Same as Joanne Lim. Pathetic." Buy alot of things then went to meet aunt. She gave me money for my contact lens. Then went home. Going Bugis tomorrow. Sianed. Oh ya, yesterday was smsing Yuheng. I ask him he got kena retain anot. He damn BHB, say he so clever won't retain-.- He kena detension because Byran go tell teacher that he kena beaten. He lucky sia, actually caning but his reason win so detension only. Say want to be guaikia. Pui. Want to rob people still guaikia? And his fish tattoo fake one arhx? Its a real fuckin fish tattoo on his leg lorh. This type of paikia how to become guaikia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6299719472998521306?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6299719472998521306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6299719472998521306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween-trick-or-treats.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4114555469841892798</id><published>2009-10-30T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:02:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna lock up my blog and not going to invite anyone. Erm.. Maybe i will invite people who i don't hate and people that I TRUST. So if i never invite you when you ask me to, means i hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you and i don't trust you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today supossed to go school for PTC but mummy not free so never go school. Stayed at home and watched Shan and Rozz. Actually i have no idea who the fuck is Ris Low. I watched the video, I only liked the part when she scolded KNNBCCB. Then i went into youtube to search on videos about her. She's Miss Singapore?! Hello? What boomz what shingz? Like Rozz said, that was so 10 years ago. Lidat can be Miss Singapore then Weiyu can be Miss Universe lorh. Weiyu english is so much better than than her lah. Andandand she lidat got fashion sense arh? Simi lan? Her fashion sense is like worst than me? Wear a piece of night gown go shopping? Wear bra go meet future mother in law? What kind of fuck is that? I read the comments of people who had watched the video and someone commented that Tarzan can be her BF! Totally agree. Since she like Leapord and Zebra prints, she should go to the ZOO and live. She is a disgrace to singapore. I was not planning to share this but i think i should voice out. I will know you copy me if you have the same topic as me. I am sick of sharing with you so i am going to lock my blog and not invite you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I LOVE PARIS HILTON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know she was so awsome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, here's the link to the video. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpHoHJ4DFIQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpHoHJ4DFIQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4114555469841892798?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4114555469841892798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4114555469841892798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/gonna-lock-up-my-blog-and-not-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8211386395865399034</id><published>2009-10-29T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:44:32.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hane dye her hair brown so she have to spray her hair black today. I borrowed her black hairspray and i was finding people to disiao. Finally i found Sasha. Haha. I said "Orh hor! Blonde hair not allowed. I help you spray your hair black." She give me that type of blur face. LOL. Attire check that time YongJie tio caught by Mdm Latha for hair. Mdm Latha ask him to go bookshop to buy a pair of scissors and she help him cut. Cut the fringe abit then become bangs. Collected the class T-shirt. Very plain leah. Went to ISH for police talk. Sibeh sian. Talked to David and YongJie about jobs. You know what job pay is MORE THAN $50,000? The job that requires you to put a black bag at either City Hall or Raffles Place Mrt station. Haha. Just put a bag than can earn so much. Easy money hor? The police talk crap lah. Every year talk the same thing one. Recess totally ignored Joanne. I did'nt even talk to her or look at her. Nobody talk to her then she go look for Joanna, the Sec 3 people. After recess spring cleaning. Nahbeh. I have to clean the window. So dirty sia. Alot of dust. Then some people collected their report books and others have to wait till their parents meet Form teacher. Then Mr Lim annouce what class we are going to next year. I'm going to 3D. Not quite happy with it. Oh ya, Joanne saw her results and she can't get into 3A or 3B. Her face totally turned black. AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went Macdonald to eat lunch. David treat Macdonald. Changed into class tee. Took 119 to Compass Point. Was talking about Maple, Audition, CS, Dota and card games. Those people that created all these games earned damn fucking lot of money. Went into Shops and looked around. Then went to David house. Whoa his computer so fucking "FAST" sia. Fion and YongJie got kinda pissed off with that "FAST" computer. Walking to bustop that time, YongJie keep showing us his one coin become four coin magic trick. It is so lame lah can? At traffic light there David used Fion's waterbottle and sprayed damn lots of water at YongJie. I lent YongJie my Waterbottle and they started a water war. Lol. They both got drenched. People at the coffee shop keep looking at them. Took bus and went home. Lollipop went to pierce her tongue liao. She pangseh:'( Nvm. I go pierce my tongue on either 7th Nov or 8th Nov. Who wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we had quarrels sometimes, we are still united as a class. 1 DITTOS and 2DITTOS will never be forgotten. I will never forget anybody. You guys will be in my memory forever. I will remember the times we had together as a class. I hate these type of goodbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8211386395865399034?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8211386395865399034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8211386395865399034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-school-yay-hane-dye-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8172949850320234148</id><published>2009-10-28T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:25:11.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today &lt;br /&gt;During FRC, I was sitting behind then David say "等一下你一定到前面坐". Nahbeh, after he said that, Mr Woo asked me to move to the front and sit. I shouted damn fucking loudly at him "你的呜鸦嘴lah 他妈的!" Sasha's hand power sia. Her middle finger swollen until very jialat. In class listen to music and slack. 8.40am went to basement for a talk by Mr Teo. He talked about crap like looking good, the school want us to look good so they are going to add few mirrors to the school. Then gave us some question and ask us to reflect. Make me feel so bad for the cigarette case. And the main dish came. INTRODUCING THE NEW TUCKED OUT UNIFORM AND ANKLE SOCKS. How nice is that?! Anyway, its just for your infomation as i am not going to waste money to buy the new school uniform. I already have 4sets of uniform and thats enough. I won't go and spend money just for the tucking out. Its so STUPID AND IDIOTIC. Recess tried to get Joanne Lim off. I treat her as total invisible. Talked to Mr Kang for awhile then went to ISH to see people play basketball. Was late for class. Played Chinese chess and i owned David once. I was so happy about that. Lol. Go computer lab for duno what NE quiz thing. Play computer and went backgate to eat lunch. Went for Volleyball training and then home. I just scolded "Fuck off lah" to my brother. First time at home i use vulgar. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch sticks.&lt;br /&gt;Very long never touch liao, i miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, had attire check. Science watched the Magic tricks all unlocked. Bloody hell, i feel so cheated by the magicians. English, Mr Fauzi showed us a video on John Foppe. I think i got his name wrong. Wrote reflections and school was over. Skipped Volleyball physical training and went to Bukit Panjang senjar road with Silvia and Yinleng for the flyer job. I thought 1000 pieces very little but i was so wrong. One person 10 blocks. Silvia very funny sia. People is take lift to top floor and walk down level by level. She climb up the stairs level by level. Lol. Even Yinleng also scold her stupid. I chiong 8 blocks. Reached home at 10+. Kena scolded like hell. I don't want to continue the job liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8172949850320234148?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8172949850320234148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8172949850320234148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-during-frc-i-was-sitting-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2433839565849728583</id><published>2009-10-26T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:53:52.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday 24 October2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stayed at home. Pon Volleyball cause i was going to see Lee Min Ho but in the end i never go. Silvia lah. She cannot go so i don't wanna go cause all those people that is going is i dunno one. Then mummy say want bring me go buy the things i need for China trip. I watch Crayon Shinchan and play my GBA SP game in the end also never go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday 25 October 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stayed at home the whole day watching Crayon Shinchan and playing GBA SP. At night was supossed to go Yishun to celebrate relative birthday. Actually i also don't know if she's my relative or what? I just know every Chinese New Year go her house sure go alot of people so got alot of Angbao to take. Haha. She's 86 this year so i call her granny. Sad i never go her birthday party. Mummy went to buy my pink Nike waterbottle:) Finally. I wanted that bottle since so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to school LATE. Got 3 Sec 1 boys very funny sia. They eat Macdonald, eat until late. LOL. Fuck sia. Never sing national anthem then kena push up. Run 4 rounds of parade square. We lined up according to the number of rounds we have to run, so its people running 1 round in front and 2 rounds behind. Wahlan eh. Mr Neo say cannot overtake, but i seriously cannot take their fucking speed so i overtake them. I went to take my reply slip with the people running 3 rounds. I run 4 rounds they run 3 rounds. Nonsense. Go back to class Ridley keep on asking where me and Fion go. Recess that Bitch filrting away. After recess that bitch took Ridley earpiece and started to fucking act. Me and Tracy heard her asking Ridley if Ridley have the song in his phone. Sibeh act lah can. Also not hers, step one act. Nahbeh. Just think of her will make me boil man. Went to Computer lab for English. Whoa i tell you, Mr Fauzi really know how to choose computer lab lorh. We load the English game that he told us to load, it loaded for 1 period which was 45 minutes and haven even finish loading. Mr Fauzi gave up and say that he will bring us to computer lab tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After schoool went Mac to eat and go back to school for ICT training. Only 12 people attended. After ICT went to slack and then went for Volleyball traning. Train for awhile then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week whole week training. Style?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2433839565849728583?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2433839565849728583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2433839565849728583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-24-october2009-stayed-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6629176058124860508</id><published>2009-10-23T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:15:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SuGoO9DLw-I/AAAAAAAAATM/A03K4s3O8-E/s1600-h/Koreas_Flower_Boy_Lee_Min-ho-20090329195015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395778803426116578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SuGoO9DLw-I/AAAAAAAAATM/A03K4s3O8-E/s320/Koreas_Flower_Boy_Lee_Min-ho-20090329195015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see him tomorrow! Hope i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today nothing much happen. Trying to recall. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, almost late again-.- School hall, had some fucking boring talk. Phone kena confiscated by Mr Woo. After recess went back to class. See people play chinese chess. Yongjie and Ridley is seriously pro lorh! After school went to Mac to eat lunch. Yongjie and David play chinese chess, whoever that lose need to treat 70 cents ice cream cone. Haha. Then went Fion house and returned back to school at 5pm for the briefing to China. Got the windbreaker then went home. Natasha posted her primary 1 picture on facebook. So cute lah can! I dunno where are all my Maha Bodhi pictures leah. I shall go and dig out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEE MIN HO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6629176058124860508?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6629176058124860508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6629176058124860508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-to-see-him-tomorrow-hope-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SuGoO9DLw-I/AAAAAAAAATM/A03K4s3O8-E/s72-c/Koreas_Flower_Boy_Lee_Min-ho-20090329195015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3292412292840262753</id><published>2009-10-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:23:13.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is so boring during the holidays. Late for school today. Sing national anthem, my side never sing so kena pushup by Mr Neo. Then he saw my piercing-.- Ask me take out the stick, blablabla. Run the parade square for 3 rounds. Go basement for what money management talk. I was looking through the saved web pages in my phone. All my game notes so i read through everything lorh. I was sitting behind alone. Then the teacher scolded us for talking very loudly, Daryl shoot back say she is louder than us. Whoa. The teacher immediately diam diam. Power sia. Then when that guy ended the talk, the teacher that tio shoot by Daryl, kind of scolded us again. This time Daryl shoot back again. Lol. Went to the front to look for Fion. I tio shock sia. So many people never come to school. Sasha, Angeline, Tracy, Angela, Joanne Lim the bitch, Freddy, Joshua, Calvin, Ben Yeo and alot of people.  Recess went to look for Principle for the streaming thing. Go back classroom no teacher. Talked about the streaming thing and then go look for Principle again. Lol. Litreature went to canteen to buy drinks with Cintia and Lilian. Then went to school hall for dunno what band thing. Omfg. That lady that sang was so good. She had such nice voice! She is standing on the wrong stage man. Went back to class for homec. Was playing chinese chess and poker cards. After school went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3292412292840262753?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3292412292840262753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3292412292840262753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-is-so-boring-during-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8455493362215317560</id><published>2009-10-21T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:16:53.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP COPYING ME. IF THAT IS YOUR WAY OF FITTING IN, THEN I WILL BREAK MY FRIENDSHIP WITH YOU. HAVE SOME SENSE OF ORGINALLITY AND STOP COPYING ME. DON'T EVERYTHING COPY ME. A WARNING FOR YOU. I HATE COPYCATS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in good mood these few days. Today went to school, that Joanne Lim got come to school whor! Never talk to her. Sasha, me and Fion was ignoring her the whole time. But Fion got talk to her. Had briefing for the choosing of subjects. I got in mind what to choose. Had second recess. After recess got ICT training. Computer fucking lagg. Then went to classroom to take bag and go to school hall for don't know what control emotions thing. I was sleeping the whole time. After school wanted to find the Principle to talk about the choosing of subjects thing but he not having meeting in school so tomorrow go and find him. Mdm Latha say i can go to C class but C class don't have the subjects i want. Then went for Volleyball training. Very fun. Mr Woo made us run by playing some cathing game. After Volleyball went to Mac with Sophia, Candy and Yuanxi. The seniors very funny sia. They keep on talking about the trip to China. Then went home. School sibeh sian leah. Holidays faster come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just called cousin and asked her to give comments on which subject to choose. I maybe taking 6 subjects. I washed away my fake tatto liao:( Holiday maybe going to put again. Real one maybe:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8455493362215317560?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8455493362215317560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8455493362215317560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-copying-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5461665448709500317</id><published>2009-10-20T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:09:45.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday nothing much happen. At night suddenly got quite a number of people sms me. Got the flyer job but the time me and Silvia still in school. So rejected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning got fucked up with my fringe. I can't clip it u so it made my hair very messy. Almost late for school. Had PG programme. Played games. Recess time we sat around and talked about jobs. Went back to class. More games and programmes. After school went to look for jobs with Silvia and Fion. After that went to Compass with Yinleng and Qiqi. Then went home. I closed my smiley piercing liao. Maybe washing off my fake tattoo tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5461665448709500317?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5461665448709500317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5461665448709500317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-nothing-much-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8101992979016012183</id><published>2009-10-18T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:29:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/StsiGV49zaI/AAAAAAAAATE/dH1DtiWuCcg/s1600-h/I+miss+you.+jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393942471056936354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/StsiGV49zaI/AAAAAAAAATE/dH1DtiWuCcg/s320/I+miss+you.+jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very very bored. Watched Crayon Shinchan the whole day-.- Still haven finish watching. So many disk how to watch finish??? Mummy and Daddy came back from Indonesia in the afternoon. They brought back alot of my favourite snack and i miss it so much. I wanna go back to Indonesia during the holidays. But, I hate the mosquitos so bloody much. Everytime i go back sure kena bitten by the mosquito. Don't care lah. I will sacrifice! I miss so many things there and especially all the delicous food! Feel like flying there now. Shall beg Mummy to let me go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that Everlyn is not so close to me like last time. She now only thinks about her studies and her friends. Everytime go out never jio me one lorhs. Except when she last minute want to watch movie then come and ask me. She changed so much ever since she went to XMS. I miss my old Everlyn cousin. Where have she gone to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You took it as nothing had happened and it makes me worried. Where is the guy that I've known two years ago? I know he's dead and i can't find him again. But I'll try to find the soul and love him once again. You won't know how much I miss you and how much I'm hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8101992979016012183?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8101992979016012183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8101992979016012183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-very-very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/StsiGV49zaI/AAAAAAAAATE/dH1DtiWuCcg/s72-c/I+miss+you.+jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1806673919194180571</id><published>2009-10-17T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:08:01.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up watch Crayon Shinchan. Prepared and bused down to Sengkang. Went to XMS there to cut hair. Waited very long for our turn. Worth waiting. Went Compass point awhile then went home. Now watching Crayon Shinchan then later watch Boys Over Flowers. Nothing to blog about, BYEBYE. Who got Door to door distribution of flyers job tell me thanks. Need it urgently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've never ever been to Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've never ever see no Angel size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll never ever let this magic die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Be with me and never leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1806673919194180571?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1806673919194180571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1806673919194180571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/woke-up-watch-crayon-shinchan.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5304731059466300180</id><published>2009-10-16T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:54:11.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZ2jYKfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ylodwAtrcoY/s1600-h/Picture+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184143219108338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZ2jYKfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ylodwAtrcoY/s320/Picture+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eeyore very cute right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZt7NhuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_VZCPufoU2c/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184140903155426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZt7NhuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_VZCPufoU2c/s320/Picture+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My crown tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZFyWjoI/AAAAAAAAASs/CIfbVMG_RRI/s1600-h/Picture+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184130128580226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZFyWjoI/AAAAAAAAASs/CIfbVMG_RRI/s320/Picture+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up early in the morning. Mummy and Daddy went to Indonesia. I wanna go also! Sad i can't. Waited for brother to come back from school, get ready then went Sengkang. Went grandmother house. Cousin was sleeping. She had learning journey in the morning so she was very tired. Actually was to meet Shanette at Orchard but i last minute pangseh. Sorry Rainbow! Walked to Compass Point to buy dinner then went home. Me and brother very bored so i smsed Yuheng see if he's in Sengkang. He never reply so i went home. Now watching Crayon Shinchan with brother. Tomorrow going to watch movie with cousin. Who wanna join sms me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21:47PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just watched Numbnuts on Clicknet work tv. Walan eh. CB. I almost puke can. They ate a Balut as the forefit. I can't hear what's Mike explaining so i went to search Balut on the internet. Got into wikipedia and i tell you what, I ALMOST VOMITED. Fucking digusting can. I dare you to search BALUT on wikepedia and look through all the pictures, go to clicknetwork.tv, watch Numbnuts and Hutch eat the Balut. KNNBCCB. FUCKING DIGUSTING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY SHANETTE RAINBOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5304731059466300180?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5304731059466300180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5304731059466300180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/eeyore-very-cute-right-my-crown-tattoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SthwZ2jYKfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ylodwAtrcoY/s72-c/Picture+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5499736246791579229</id><published>2009-10-15T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:19:56.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is so boring and i can't believe that people do read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had the pet rocket programme. Group with Sasha and Fion. 2C wear class t-shirt. Not the whole class wearing so i think those not wearing class tee is not from their class? Mr Goh was showing off his camera. Cut up bottles and everything. Went parade square to play with it. There was one time the 3 science teacher, Mr Kang, Mr Goh and Mr Soh tried shooting the rocket. After Mr Kang shoot the rocket, 2A students poured water on Mr Kang and he was dripping wet. Then they started playing with water. Lol. Recess went to kitchen to eat the Seaweed ice cream we made yesterday. After that assemble and made parachute for the rocket. Sasha and Fion was doing the parachute while i was emoing the whole way. Many things went through my mind. Mr Kang feel that something was wrong with me so he came and talked to me. He is a nice teacher. I don't hate him like how i used to last time. Went to play with the rocket again. Had lots of fun. Learnt about the newton law and things lidat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went KFC to eat lunch with Angela, Fion and Ray. Angela and Ray very funny sia. Lol. After eating went popular to get Fion's diary then went home. Wanted to upload pictures but the computer go fucked up. Tomorrow going Sengkang then meeting Shanette for shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5499736246791579229?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5499736246791579229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5499736246791579229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-blog-is-so-boring-and-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5898331384127880030</id><published>2009-10-14T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:42:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went school. I love my crown tattoo although it a fake okay. Super dulan with what Mdm Latha did. I don't know how did she know about Davids tattoo sia. Poor David have to wash away his tattoo and waste $10. His fake tattoo was at his arm there, hidden and totally cannot see. Then i was at the school hall panicking and very scared. I'm scared that she will ask me to wash it away cause mine is so damn obvious. Went to class, exam paper back for checking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my Maths and science, expected. All the other subjects just pass. Fion and David fail 4 subjects. Spare Tyre jialat sia. She fail 5 subjects and pass two subjects. After recess was history. Sat behind Angela and chatted with her. Fion and Sasha wanted to get that Joanne Lim off, so they moved infront. Nb. That Joanne Lim move infront also. Super sticky sia. Next time you want to buy superglue right, buy Joanne Lim brand superglue. 100% guranteed stick and forever won't be seperated. That Joanne Lim brand superglue is super useful for people that want to stick themself to their bestfriend or boyfriends. Forever stuck together, thats good right? Okay, when Joanne Lim left us, bitched about her with Tracy, Angela, Sasha and Fion. Haha. We say what she go geylang stand the whole day also nobody want her. Very funny sia. Then Angela gave her a nickname, bomber, cause she everytime bomb fake stories and lies. Every word that came out from her mouth, cannot be trusted. Then went Kovan eat Mac and buy ingrediants for the Ice Cream and pasta. Rushed back to school, made Ice cream. I don't like the sec 3 girls that are taking part in the Ice Cream competition. They so bitchy lah. I tasted their Ice Cream, it was so fucking awful. The worst Ice Cream i have ever tasted. Our Ice Cream still okay. Yinleng, Silvia and Qiqi pasta was so nice luh. Went canteen, Fion came. She say we have to pay $10 for the two people, Fatin and Fara to go China. The sec ones have to pay $30 you know! As usual, vulgarities came out of my mouth. Are they so fucking poor that they can't pay the fucking $210? Their parents cannot work or what? They just had their new year what, sure got green packet money lorh. I will not pay that $10. Even if i pay, it will be for Mr Woo cause he very poor thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my fake tattoo damn fucking lots. I find it very chio. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5898331384127880030?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5898331384127880030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5898331384127880030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6921775874743351269</id><published>2009-10-13T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:11:04.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from orchard. Got things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SAYS TEACHER ONLY GO AROUND KOVAN? TIO CAUGHT FOR WEARING UNIFORM SHOPPING IN ORCHARD! Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Blablabla. Chinese watched doreamon. Then went school hall for duno what lame thing. Chinese opera-.- School ended at 10.10am so me and Fion decided to go ION orchard and Far East. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach there, we walked rounds and rounds just to find swensens. Cannot find. Nvm. Wait for David to come. David went to make his Ipod so me and Fion go Far East to do our things. David had a fucking difficult time to locate Far East. I think his geography fail. Then went to put tattoo. I put my crown on my hand while Fion put her fairy at her back. When i put finish that time, Fion getting ready to put hers, suddenly we heard a familar voice shouted 'FION'. I turn behind, FUCK! IT WAS MDM LATHA! FUCK! Then we took our bags, went outside the shop, leaving David inside the shop. Then Mdm Latha shoot us with questions. Why are you walking around in your school uniform?, does your parents know that you don't have school now?, What are you doing in a tattoo and piercing shop? She asked us in a very very fierce manner. SIBEH SUAY SIA. Answered her questions then we went back in. After Fion, David also want to put. He put a shark smiling-.- Act cute lah he. After putting the tattoo went to look for Silvia as she is also in Far East. Fion and David went home. Silvia was with Mr Kang, Qiqi and Felicia. They buying birthday presents. We went to alot of place sia. ION orchard, Takashimaya, Wisma Altra, Cineleasure and alot of place. Saw Music teacher, Miss Pretti and another teacher at Wisma. Wanted to go into the diamond tent again but decided not to cause Mr Kang is following us. Mr Kang saw my smiley piercing and he was shocked? Then later he told me my teeth very nice. Lol. I saw Laozhabor at the diamond tent there. She so old and got alot wrinkles. I found Juicy Couture shop. Mad happy! Went to the Lee Min Ho shop buy things then got free file. Shop awhile then went home. Silvia was giving me electricity current the whole time. Very pain sia. I tried to rub my tattoo and one part of it went off. I thought it would be off only after one week. My heart very very pain sia, duno why. One part of it just went off lidat comfirm heart pain. Yuheng lost his psp sia. Poor thing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow script checking which means we will know our results. I very very scared!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6921775874743351269?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6921775874743351269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6921775874743351269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-came-back-from-orchard.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6012272136890303465</id><published>2009-10-12T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:38:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Early in the morning wake up go volleyball. Running, weight lifting. Its pure torture lah can. Every recieving i sure have go fall and my knee hurts although i have my knee pad. And i heard that every Volleyball member have to fork out $10 for Fatin to go China. Me and Fion was like 'WTF WHYYYYY?!?!' She want to go then she pay herself lah. Why must we pay??? And at first she was not selected to go China, now i don't know why she's going. I know $10 is not alot as Mr Woo is paying $50 for her but, its just $210 and she can't afford??? She go China sure die one what, she can't speak chinese! How to communicate lidat? I really don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Volleyball took bus to Compass Point. In bus, i saw BG and his friend walking to a block of flats opposite hougang mall. Then later pass by a traffic, Fion say she saw Jeremy Tan. That Jeremy Tan was with a group of boys. Reached Compass. Taking escalator that time, i saw Jeremy Tan with the same group of guys. Me and Fion was like WTF? How can they be faster than us? Walk around while wating for Regina. I found out that Metro got sell Juicy Couture perfume and i was bloody shocked. Ate lunch then went to Fion's house. Use computer, slacked and bitched about Joanne Lim. Went home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 100% sure that Joanne Lim Zhong en read Fion and my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6012272136890303465?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6012272136890303465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6012272136890303465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-in-morning-wake-up-go-volleyball.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6777644861031927230</id><published>2009-10-11T17:49:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:34:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've stoned for quite sometime and finally senses came into my mind. I rewined what i have done in this year and i felt very bad for lots of things i did. So this post, I'm gonna let out my kept feelings. And after reflecting, I realised who is the bitch and who's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Tracy, Xueying, Weiqi, Joey and Liyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for what happened last time. I did'nt mean to break up you guys. I really did'nt mean to. You guys may hate me very much now and in the future. But i just wanted to say, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't expect you guys to forgive me but i just want you guys to know how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Joanne Lim Zhong En.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop scolding you in my blog as i feel that your name dirty my blog. This will be the last post I'll be scolding you. Maybe there will be more post scolding you but i hope this is the last one from me. Okay, where do i start? From Secondary 1. You started lying to us since Seconday 1. You say what Joy take drug and alot of fake things about Joy. Now i am thinking why did'nt Joy beat you up. You learn before Taekwondo, Wushu and you know how to shuffle? What kind of lies are they. Ask you to shuffle let us see, find what type of fucking stupid reason, say what school shoe very difficult to shuffle. I don't see difficulty in shuffling with school shoe. I remember Shanette cut you away from photos, I agree, you are so extra in the picture. Stead with ChengLei, only dare to hold hands with him on bus, what kind of couple is that. And i heard that you make ChengLei buy you the whole set of coloured pens? You so poor meh? After you break with him, you said that you want to break. I am wondering is you don't want ChengLei or ChengLei don't want you. Many people think is ChengLei don't want you. Many people hate you after you became so "FAMOUS". Even people from upper seconday don't even know you, hate you. After ALL the girls in the class left you, you followed the boys. Showing off your dangling earring, say its made up of expensive silver. Got POSB card daisai meh? Say inside got alot of money, your money come from where arh? Say you from Japan, who will believe sial. You say ChengLei stead with Jeanne, you say What The Fuck. Then you stead with Jeremy leah? Is major What The Fuck lah can. Polishing your ST.JOHN shoes in class, teacher scold you, you threw your shoes in the dustbin right. Why bother to pick it up RUBBISH COLLECTOR? Let's talk about this year. Valentine day, celebration at Ridley's house. I was not there but i kinda knew what happened. Every picture that Fion took with TuanWei, comfirm got your face. In school you filrt with Ben. TuanWei around, you filrt TuanWei. You kinda took Ben away from Fion. Your friend own a Pub? You have alot of chao lao friends right. Including your current stead. You 14, he 24. Wtf? Say he handsome until like what fuck, in the end, Fion and my conclusion is, "OMFG, HE SO BUANG?" Girls at this age must wear bright coloured bikini. Whoa, sexy whor? Say your school skirt, tailor made, $60. You know what's Sasha reaction? Sasha was like "SO???". Saw you at hougang mall. What perfume you use sia? Gucci Envy, $90? I don't believe. Want to follow me zhng me phone? I help you zhng free you want? I zhng four letters "I AM A BITCH" on your face want? I will use Joanne Lim brand superglue. Cause Joanne Lim brand superglue very sticky you know? Stick liao cannot take off. Free zhng leah, no need to buy crystals or glue, everything free. Say that you want to go back to ST.JOHN because you give the seniors face? I don't think they will want you back lorh. That day you bring that bag sibeh style sia. Where you buy arh? Why bring to school one day only? Want to be close to Vincere. Sorry lorh, Vincere don't like you. Fion borrow your phone from you, you keep on look at the screen of your phone, scared she do something to your phone. Like your phone got what type of top secret inside. You borrow my phone to play games, i lend you. Nahbeh. Go and read my sms for what? I got give you permission arh? And i am suspecting that you delete my handphone game from my phone. On earthquake that day, during recess, Fion ask you for her birthday present that you promised to buy for her which is the coloured contacts. You say exam period you never meet Twiggie. Nevermind, sua. Then the next day you happily tell Vincere, Me and Fion that Earthquake that time Twiggie was at your house. WTF. I thought exam period you never meet your Twiggie lorh? Say Angela copy your hairstyle? Please lah, you tie until like auntie lidat, who want to copy you? I almost land my hand on your face bitch. I don't care if your Twiggie beat people until that guy go into hospital. I will still find you if you come and make me and Fion again. And stop your FUCKING LIES BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6777644861031927230?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6777644861031927230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6777644861031927230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-stoned-for-quite-sometime-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-465436598927777612</id><published>2009-10-11T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:32:53.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So damn fucked up lah can? I want a new computer!!! Saving up for my tongue piercing so i everywhere also cannot go. Walao eeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Sibeh sian lah can. How i wish people would call me and talk to me. Nevermind. I shall go and disturb people. I can hear people playing MJ lah. NB. Wanna die liao larh! Shanette Tan good lah. She write on her blog say what people get things they want and she don't. She want camera, get camera. She want Ipod, get Ipod. I dunno what she is not sastified with her life man. Nothing to blog about. My blog is getting boring day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, you stop copying me can annot. Scold people a bitch you also a bitch what. Its good that you have FUCKED OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I found out that i can't give up certain things for love. I told myself that i could sacrifice everything for love. But i could'nt do it. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-465436598927777612?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/465436598927777612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/465436598927777612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-damn-fucked-up-lah-can-i-want-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4678366235380235612</id><published>2009-10-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:24:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday chatted with Yuheng. Talk about tattoo and stuffs. Paikia=got life? No sense to me leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fucking sad day lah can. I cried two times. Now my eyes very tired. Wanted to upload pictures i took during last week Mid-Autumn but the fucking computer was so fucked up that it died. Fucker! Nvm. XX reply my tweets. I chua tio sia. I was like blogger Queen just replied my tweet! OMFG! Lol. Watched BOF. I wanna see Lee Min Ho! I shall wait for that day. Wesly just sent me a sms, i lazy reply but i forward it to other people. And here's my Lollipop's reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill this up and forward it back to me!&lt;br /&gt;3 things you won't forget abt ME:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;good &lt;br /&gt;&gt;kind&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ah lian&lt;br /&gt;one thing you thought when you first get to know me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; scary&lt;br /&gt;name you wanna call me: &lt;br /&gt;&gt; lollipop!:-)&lt;br /&gt;you save my name in your phone as:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; QIANYu&lt;br /&gt;the word/s that best describe me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;cao ah lian&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hole addictor&lt;br /&gt;you are my / wanna be my:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lollipo0ppe&lt;br /&gt;what do you like in me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ur everythin? Lol&lt;br /&gt;what do you wanna change in me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;b mre guai!:@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She call me a chao ah lian and a hole addictor when she have a tattoo, smoke and Lip, nose and alot of earpiercing? I think she's the ah lian here lorh. And i'm very guai liao. Haha. Lollipop for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe staying at home the whole day tomorrow. Stay at home and rot, thats my plan. How i wish Singapore celebrate Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4678366235380235612?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4678366235380235612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4678366235380235612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-chatted-with-yuheng.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5016883677373973611</id><published>2009-10-09T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T19:58:21.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Literature paper quite difficult. Yay! Exams over! After school went Kovan to eat with The Odd ones, Qiqi and Kaiwen. After eating went Orchard. We walked the whole of ION for 3 to 4 times. Silvia lah, want to find the shop that Lee Min Ho advertise. Cannot find then gave up. Went Takashimaya look for Juicy Courture. I find wrong place sia. NVM. Sat down at MAC and ate ice-cream. Called Angeline and ask where is the Juicy Courture counter. Passed by a jewel show. The tent look grand and there write open to public so we went in. Lol. So many police inside. And alot of diamonds. Went Tangs. We took a underpass. When we came out of the underpass, we saw the shop that Silvia wanted to find. We went in. Walao eh. That shop so pink sia. And Lee Min Ho face everywhere. Lol. Got free gift somemore. Haha. The Juicy Courture counter very pathetic sia. Such a small counter. I saw a watch that i want. $600+ sia. Walao. Shall save up. But now 50% off so is $300+. Walked to Far East. Saw Jodie with a Ang moh guy. Walk level by level. I found the shop that XX went to pierce her tongue. I saw the guy that pierced for her. Asked the price, $70 sia! Wanna die man. People reading this must be thinking, 'So expensive, go buy hollow pin pierce yourself lah!' Its dangerous to pierce tongue yourself so i will not take the risk. I also saw the shop that Numbnuts went to put the tattoo. Far East got damn lots of things sia. I saw cosplay shop and shops that got help people zhng their phone. Walk the whole place. Yinleng was complaining that she very tired. Rest awhile outside KFC and then took bus home. Saw Yanqing playing badminton with her brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a damn fucking werid dream man. I'm gonna get my tattoo by December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5016883677373973611?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5016883677373973611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5016883677373973611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/literature-paper-quite-difficult.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-9101361089883186054</id><published>2009-10-08T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:44:55.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My doomsday.&lt;br /&gt;Science paper comfirm fail. I have around 1hour to sleep. And what are the questions talking about i totally don't know. After school went Kovan. There very empty so actually wanted to go XMS but Yuheng say meet at Compass Point then Kaiwen, Me and Fion went hougang point to get my file. Out of pink then went to hougang mall to get earpiece. Kaiwen was shocked when we gave the earpiece to him. Haha. Headed down to Compass Point. Waited at long john for Yuheng. He passed me the chinese dictionary. Asked him to show me his tattoo, i saw the fish head-.- Its kinda poped up cause its the second day he got his tattoo. But seriously, $100+ for a fish tattoo is not worth it. I'm gonna have my crown tattoo on my back. Andandand my tongue pierced by professionals before going to China. I'm bankrupt so i must save up! Saw BG at Compass Point! Haha. Literature paper tomorrow. Last paper! Yay! I'm coming for you FREEDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-9101361089883186054?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/9101361089883186054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/9101361089883186054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-doomsday_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4741560307662029411</id><published>2009-10-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:56:06.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short post. Nothing much happen today. Maths paper 2 so damn easy can? I saw the paper, my hopes for passing Maths came back. Everyone was talking about how easy was that paper. Ben chew sibeh pro sia. He only do one question. Such a easy paper, do one question. He comfirm drop to NA. English quite okay. Abit difficult. After school Kaiwen and me go Fion house. I cook maggie for them to eat. Slack, use computer, play with candles then went home. Yuheng just smsed me that he put his tattoo already. Put the stupid fish-.- Tomorrow Science paper. 2hour. Comfirm die. Doomsday for me. Going XMS. PSLE Maths for brother. Jiayous brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4741560307662029411?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4741560307662029411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4741560307662029411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5015440816202074993</id><published>2009-10-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:55:01.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAIWEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning very cold cause it rained. Yinleng and Silvia saw me keep want to pull my hair. They thought it was extension-.- First paper Homec. Kinda easy. Its like using common sense to answer. After paper finish, Jianxuan gave out a letter for parents. In a envelope somemore. Stayed in class during break. Sasha went home cause she never take mother tongue. In classroom blasting songs. That bitch flirting away. Chinese paper fucking difficult can! I everything write one or two sentences. Very scared will fail. I looked at the comprehension, flipped to the first page, looked at the name of the setter and started to scold and curse him in my mind even though i don't know who is that teacher. Fuck sia. Set the paper so difficult. After exam went to eat lunch with Kaiwen, Yongjie and Fion. They very funny sia. Me, Kaiwen and Fion ganged up to shoot Yongjie. In the end he lost. Then Kaiwen and Yongjie say what want go police station do something. Lol. In the end never lorh. Took bus to Hougang mall with Fion. Went to look at studs. Went to Fion house do Kaiwen birthday card. We friday celebrating his birthday. Have to save up to buy his present. I did something bad to that bitch facebook. Fuck you bitch. Everyone also want to add. Nahbeh. Lao niang connection add all you want? Next time you make me angry, i promise you your whole facebook account gone. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and lollipop going to pierce tongue together=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for PSLE brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5015440816202074993?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5015440816202074993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5015440816202074993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-kaiwen-morning-very-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8743136114898097251</id><published>2009-10-05T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:37:57.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 5.45am. School starts at 8.20 and i'm up so early. Prepared for school. Supposed to meet Yanqing at her block at 6.35am to pass her the chinese dictionary but i was late so she left for school. Took bus to Yuying there and then took cab to XMS. Pass Yuheng the money and chinese dictionary. XMS sometimes really give me surprises man. Theres a zebra crossing at their front gate and students really waited for the cars to stop then cross. They even have people to control the traffic there. Yuheng just don't give a damn about it, he went further up the zebra crossing and cut through the cars. Why XMS will have people like him sia. I don't understand. Went to take bus to Kovan to meet Fion and Vincere to study. Saw Xiaoqin walking to bustop, saw Qiqi at bustop. Boarded the bus, first i saw Yinleng. She gave me a kind of signal that there was something behind. Then i saw Kaiwen. Lol. Kaiwen sms me asking why am i taking bus 112 and i told him i went to XMS to pass something to friend. He say i am a very good friend. Haha. Of course lah! And for your information, he is just one seat in front of me. Very boliao rite? The bus very crowded. Reached Mac, went in to find Fion. I saw alex paikia with volleyball girls. She disiao me so i disiao her back. Revised some history and headed to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assemble in parade square. Borrowed Maths notes from XiaoQin for last minute revision. Maths i was rushing through the whole paper. Left a few questions blank and other questions anyhow do. Went library to study History. That bitch the whole day never talk to me and Fion sia. We suspect that she read our blog. History paper was so damn difficult lah. All my answers was so rubbishly. History sure die. Backgate very scary sia. Nabeh. I was screaming and screaming and holding onto Ros. All the dead and half dead cocroaches everywhere. Very scary. Wa saw a lady in wedding gown. So pretty sia. Me, Ros and Sheryl stop and look at her. Behind the lady is her maid and relative. Ros say is rehersal cause the lady was wearing slipper. Lol. Went to buy snow ice. Slack at backgate with Ros, Vincere and Fion. Saw Kenneth Lim. Graduate from Yuying last year. Why this few months all the Kenneth keep poping up? Haha. Slack awhile then went home. Yuheng say he today want put tattoo one but he tired so go home sleep, tomorrow then put. Oh ya. Almost forgot. That bitch bag sibeh stylo bodoh! Retro sia. I think she got her bag from lousy antique shop. Antique leah! Sure very 'expensive' whor. Andandand she never talk to us we feel so fucking werid without her rubbish sia. Never forget, she picked up rubbish before. I have something evil in my head. A fucking nice prank for her. One day my hand is going to land on her face. I'm just waiting for that chance. So many people would be delighted to slap her. Homec and Chinese paper two tomorrow. Someone's birthday tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DESPO FOR A TONGUE PIERCING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8743136114898097251?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8743136114898097251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8743136114898097251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/woke-up-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6735515217431600438</id><published>2009-10-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:20:22.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slept at 1+am. Was smsing Yuheng, listening to radio and having conference with Fion and Vincere. I did something i have never do before. I was very scared that Yuheng will ignore me sia. Woke up at 12+. Ate then slack the whole day. Yuheng smsed me. Then chain messages from Yinleng, Sheryl, Kaiwen, David and Yongjie came in-.- Now i started to find chain messages irritating. Listening to radio the whole day. Got one girl dedicate song to 6Bravery of Maha Bodhi School. So sweet! Tomorrow Yuheng putting tattoo. Today the sky no stars. Okay. Its a short post. I'm going to sleep. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pierce my tongue after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you told me was so shocking for me. But my heart did not have the pain feeling like last time. I cried. I told you how i feel about you. I confessed. First time in my life to the only guy in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6735515217431600438?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6735515217431600438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6735515217431600438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/slept-at-1am.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4773982406807367008</id><published>2009-10-03T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:45:44.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid-autumn festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy woke me up early in the morning by offing my air-con. Ate breakfast. Actually wanted to study. But i see the book already sia. So i play with my phone. Listen to 91.3. Boythunder and the crew very funny sia. They prank a newbie that just joined them. Ask that newbie to call a number to order food and stage for their party. The food 62 packets 2million, after offer 1.75 million. The food made of gold arh? So expensive. But in the end they got apologise. outing last minute cancel so play candles with my brother. Will upload the pictures when i have the time. Chatted with Yuheng on the phone. He beat up Byran in school until Byran cry. Fierce sia. Even his teacher scared of him. Fierce fierce. Then talked about Wansze. Lollipop own me larh. So many piercing and got tattoo. Lollipop you are a AHLIAN. If you guaikia then the whole world don't have ahlian liao.  I LOVE YOU LOLLIPOP! Meet up after exams okay. I miss you my blur blur lollipop. Still remember last year on this day i pierce my ear. And today the moon is the roundest of all. I don't see any moon tonight. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4773982406807367008?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4773982406807367008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4773982406807367008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival-mummy-woke-me-up_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3602532335525091040</id><published>2009-10-02T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:28:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st October&lt;br /&gt;Its Children day. Have to go school. 2years ago, i'm a innocent kid (what Yuheng call ah-dai) recieving presents. Now, i don't celebrate children day and i miss it totally. The children day party in MBS, recieving presents from teachers. They are all the past. The history of my life. Now, only Mdm Latha bother to give us a lollipop. And what are youth day for? We don't even celebrate it. Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today &lt;br /&gt;History teacher was going through the common test paper. PE slacked. Teacher tio chickenpox so two weeks no PE. Recess, Vincere so poor thing sia. Delvin don't know go and beat who then kena referred to DM. Vincere was so worried. Science with Ros and Fion behind talking. Chinese and Maths slack all the way. After school go running with Ros, Fion and Regina. Run the whole of Punggol park. I run all the way while the other 3 girls took turns to cycle the bicycle. After running go Fion house use computer then went home for tution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3602532335525091040?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3602532335525091040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3602532335525091040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-october-its-children-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2385770513444870072</id><published>2009-09-30T21:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:50:01.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to post. I did'nt know that there are people reading my blog. O.o WARNING! LONG BLOG POST. RUN FOR YOUR LIFE BEFORE ITS TOO LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was using phone then someone called me. Never answer. I smsed that number. Very fast reply. Lol. The reply was "I yuheng answer my call". Chua tio sia. Then he called i answer. Use house phone call him back cause my handphone no money liao. Chatted with him for around 30minutes. Talk about alot of things. He know people from my school, he want to put tattoo and other things. Hang up then when he reach home he sms me. He want to see Fion. Lol. Then agreed to meet him at his school. Ask him go there do what. Slack-.- He no money buy sticks cause saving for angkong. I see him so poor thing so i said i spon him $30 for his angkong. I very good right. Haha. I wanna put angkong also. I thinking of where to put my crown sia.Aiya nvm. I wait till i 18 year old then put. Ask him come Yuying cause he end school earlier, he don't want so i let him wait lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring post right. You can quit reading. More boring post coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Take down volleyball banner. Meet Mr Woo and girls. Talk finish went canteen. Told Fion what happened. Assemble at ISH. First lesson art. Have to draw friend face. I drew Sheryl. Recess was talking about Miss Pretti Rai. You know what? SHE IS GETTING MARRIED ON 13 DECEMBER!! I found out on facebook. Then we were wondering who will want her sia? She so smelly. Disiaoed Paikia. Assemble in ISH. Mdm Armit forced us to sit in register number. History slacked. English sleeping. Science talked to people behind. KNNBCCB. Joanne Lim want to make her own shirt. Fuck lah. She talk alot of rubbish sia. Maths very funny. Mdm Latha gave us past year exam paper to do. David don't know how to do then he went to ask Mdm Latha. Mdm Latha say "Don't ask me, go ask Fion". Haha. Mdm Latha made us laugh sia. Assembly in school hall. Mr Teo brain go haywire sia. WHOLE SCHOOL PUMPING POSITION. CB. Then they celebrate what Mid-Autumn festival and Hari Raya. That dragg our time and i was fucking dulan that time. Finally they released. Rushed to classroom with Fion. Take bag and zhao. Walking the stairs that time unknown called me. Obviously is Yuheng. That time i was walking past canteen and he made me shout in the phone. NB. He mumble mumble mumble. I keep on hear he got training then i was like " NI YOU SHE ME LAN JIAO TRAINING?" He even spelled the word out. Fucking funny sia. After he spell the word out i still think it was training. But i made sense out of it. The word is 'CANING'. NB. I was shouting and everyone was looking at me larh. What training sia. Lol. Then he say his caning was supossed to be at 2.15pm. But his friend talk back to teacher so push until 3.15pm-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk to Kovan, waited for bus. Then me and Fion saw something very funny. David father come and fetch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boy, don't leave me alone. I can't live without you. You are just like a tattoo in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2385770513444870072?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2385770513444870072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2385770513444870072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-going-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6744488189871963316</id><published>2009-09-29T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:23:53.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm. What happen today? Let me think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Was memorising compo on my way to school. Meet Fion and Vincere in canteen. English compo EOY. Cannot finish my letter. The whole letter sure fail like shit. Format wrong, everything wrong. 100% fail that piece of letter. NB. Fion still got 30 minutes to sleep leah-.- After break, Chinese compo EOY. At first i thought very easy. Then i saw that compo must write at least 280 words. Stress me out! Finished on time. Decided to go XMS with Fion. Went to take the edusave form for the china trip. The sec 3 girl with the same name as me came down with Yuan Xi. I see her name tag, not same name as me lah. Just when pronucing that time same lah. Her name is Cian Yuh? I duno which Yu lah. Mine is Qian Yu. Different kay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused down to XMS. Fion called Byran to see if he release from school already  or haven. Byran say he still in school, so i asked Fion to ask Byran if HE is in school. HE in school sia. OMG so guai. LOL. Fion talked to HIM. Don't know why Byran go and pass the phone sia. Fuck. Fion say she want to see HIM and HE agreed. Fucking hell. HE also dunno Fion rite. Slacked opposite XMS. Their playground very clean sia. Nobody vandalise. Not like Yuying, the playground very style. Lol. Then Fion go extra, use marker write one F heart TW there. Waited for Denise to come out. Byran come out also. Then Fion keep down there say she want to see HIM. Byran say HE came out but went back to class liao. Denise and Shuhui finally came out. Walked to another playground. Whoa, that playground super style. Everywhere kena vandalise. So me and Fion added some words there also. I think i should make a deal with Fion, every playground we go, we vandalise it with our signature. Lol. Went hougang mall eat and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming sia. 4more days. And going to China. Its gonna be 'fun'. No shopping at all. And i just checked that 9NOV till 16NOV is still schooling. So 1week no school. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6744488189871963316?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6744488189871963316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6744488189871963316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-308533074818968882</id><published>2009-09-28T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:36:10.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, let me blog about today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, usual place. Yay! Vincere is kinda taking over Joanne's place. That is good news. Must really thank Vincere for taking over her place. First lesson CME. Show what clip about pornographic thing. Nothing interesting, just some dull boys doing all talkings. Recess went to find Vincere. Talked about alot of things and Joanne came-.- Went to hall to assemble. Maths lesson. Forgot to bring worksheet. Mdm Latha gave us other school past year exam papers. English wanna sleep sia. So tired. Chinese had listening exam then revised letter writting. Arrange table for tomorrow's exam then went off. Went to backgate with Fion and Vincere. Vincere treat me eat nacho. Thanks Vincere! Slacked then went to buy snow ice. Then Delvin came. Chatted with them awhile then me and Fion left for hougang. Went Fion house to take TuanWei's birthday present then headed down to Rivervale plaza. At KFC keep on calling the boys to come and join us. Finally they came to join us. Kaiwen and David was complaining about Mr Goh. Mr Goh told Kaiwen and David to admit what they have done wrong and write on a piece of paper what they have done wrong. They really did nothing wrong and the Mr Goh keep on saying that somebody took picture of Kaiwen and David removing his car tyre cap. That guy that reported this matter is going to be so fucking dead. Anyhow go and complain. And Kaiwen have to sign on a piece of paper saying that he did nothing wrong if not he will get double the punishment, 4 strokes of cane. Super retarted. Went to pass the present and guess what we do. When 5 people ,Me,Kaiwen,Fion,David and Yongjie get together after school, we play TRUTH OR DARE! Lol. Went to the rooftop of the carpark to play. Got alot of dare. Mine is kiss Fion on the cheek. Fion is unzip David's pants and other things. David took picture with a skirt. Lol. Kaiwen and Yongjie nothing much. Acually mine got alot of other worst dare but they give chance. David and Fion stil owe a dare. Shall make them do the dare tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams tomorrow. I'm not going to study. Shall go and sleep. Byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-308533074818968882?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/308533074818968882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/308533074818968882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-let-me-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-9022322686630639088</id><published>2009-09-27T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:05:18.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLINGED:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XX blinged camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nSIUfSTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Nx95kIqsx_s/s1600-h/IMG_3170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137240527128882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nSIUfSTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Nx95kIqsx_s/s320/IMG_3170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; XX blinged Blackberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nRktXHaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WlrqT17Ovaw/s1600-h/P1000952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137230967774626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nRktXHaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WlrqT17Ovaw/s320/P1000952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back of Blackberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nRN4PHlI/AAAAAAAAARs/vzzAGOkX254/s1600-h/P1000817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137224839372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nRN4PHlI/AAAAAAAAARs/vzzAGOkX254/s320/P1000817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinged Laptop (Image from google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nQ1hNb0I/AAAAAAAAARk/YyDS7PcYVKQ/s1600-h/acer-aspire-one_PWpZe_48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137218300342082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nQ1hNb0I/AAAAAAAAARk/YyDS7PcYVKQ/s320/acer-aspire-one_PWpZe_48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And i present you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BLINGED CAR! (Image from google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nQq7X40I/AAAAAAAAARc/fVrpSrBcU9c/s1600-h/blingtastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137215457289026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nQq7X40I/AAAAAAAAARc/fVrpSrBcU9c/s320/blingtastic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fuck sia. The whole car blinged leah. Who will so stupid buy this car? I don't understand. But this car sure gets pretty when its on the road. When you park the car at the roadside sure got people itchy hand go and pluck the crystals out what. So what for buy this car? I'm gonna go and buy my crystals and finish my phone. Halfway done looks very unglam. And crystals started to fall off, have to stick them back. Who wanna sponser me crystals? You are very welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing happen this few days. In school blackout for two times in two days. First time i though is the school never pay bills. LOL. Actually is the people during the science lesson, they take the three pin plug with the wire, plug it into the socket, turned on the electricity and connect the wire together. Haha. Fun thing to do right? Very fun to get caned also. Stupid sia. Lidat also tio cane. During Maths we have no fans and no lights so Mdm Latha chatted with us. Fion was damn pissed off by Joanne Lim that sabo. Go and tell Mdm Latha what David and Fion kiss and what they very close. NB. Nobody ask her to tell Mdm Latha leah. So KPO go and tell for what. And somemore when she play Truth or Dare people cannot kiss her, say what later scared HER TWIGGIE COME AND BEAT PEOPLE UP. KNNBCCB. Lidat then don't play larh. Scared of this, scared of that. I will never play with her again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday went to see doctor then went to Chinatown. So long never go out so i went shopping with my mother. Brought alot of things. I saw a bag very nice. Forgot what brand liao. Cost $70? Keep on pester Mummy to buy for me, but she don't want. Then i tell her i going to China need a new Camera. She tell me to tell my Aunts to buy for me-.- Everytime lidat one lorh. I shall see who so unlucky tio 4D and i will pester untill i get my camera. Should be my 5th aunt. She everytime tio 4D leahs. I not very picky de. I any new model can liao. And need to be pink. Hahaha. I get that camera sure zhng one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Should i hit YanJun? I don't think i will. She never do anything to me and i find her friendly. So i think i'll leave the slapping to Fion and Vincere. And i'm not hum to do this type of thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT A PINK CAMERA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'M GOING TO CHINA! WHOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-9022322686630639088?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/9022322686630639088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/9022322686630639088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/blinged-xx-blinged-camera-xx-blinged.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Sr9nSIUfSTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Nx95kIqsx_s/s72-c/IMG_3170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3563353814142643438</id><published>2009-09-24T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:34:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost late for school. History test never study. Science sleeping. Recess ate Ice-cream. Music,Maths,Litreature and Homec boring. English was laughing the whole lesson. Laughed till i teared. David ask me to look out of the window and he pointed out. I looked out of the window and he started laughing-.- I was smart to know it immediately that he was fooling me. I did the same thing to Fion. Fuck sia. I was pointing and laughing, she looked out of the window and looked at me with a blur face. Then more people started to look and everyone was asking me what i was laughing at as there was nothing outside the window. They very blur sia. Lol. More and more people started to fall into the trick. 15people? I think more than that. Me and David laughing like mad. In the end we told them what happened except Fion. Fion is the most blur one. She still never figure out what we were looking at. Haha. Blur Queen! After school David treat ice-cream, went Macdonald, Hougang Mall then home. I saw Yan Qing at Hougang Mall. Miss her lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3563353814142643438?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3563353814142643438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3563353814142643438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/almost-late-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3277338232359138866</id><published>2009-09-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:51:21.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, fine. I'm gonna update. But it will be a short one. Wanted to update because theres alot of things i wanted to complain but i have no one to complain to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fion and Sasha was not in school so i am the poor girl that have to tolerate Joanne Lim Zhong En's rubbishly nonsense. Fuck sia. Art lesson, draw picture of teachers. Recess never eat. Ate medicine. History finished chapter 7. English sleeping. Science listening to music. Maths slacking. Then got programme. Until 3pm. Nb. That Joanne give me alot of rubbish that make me boil like mad. Fuck. Take my phone then say what she can't imagine how her phone will look like when its blinged. Fuck lah. Cb. Wonder how Fion tolerate her bitchy nonsense. Fion! Faster come back to school! I don't wanna tolerate or entertain that MOTHER FUCKER anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE LIM IS THE WORST BITCH IN THE WORLD. TRUST ME. NOBODY LIKES HER. EVEN PEOPLE FROM UPPER SECONDARY DON'T EVEN KNOW HER, HATES HER. THAT SHOWS HOW FUCKING BITCHY SHE CAN BE. NO ONE IN THE SCHOOL LIKES HER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3277338232359138866?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3277338232359138866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3277338232359138866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6080158783324155527</id><published>2009-09-23T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:07:17.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not going to update blog until exams are over. Just wanted to act as a good girl so that holidays i can go out. I will update my twitter for the latest info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6080158783324155527?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6080158783324155527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6080158783324155527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-going-to-update-blog-until-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1821123168215071671</id><published>2009-09-21T13:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:12:10.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Srceh26713I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fSNvRudEd9Q/s1600-h/34902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383805446571939698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Srceh26713I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fSNvRudEd9Q/s320/34902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sorting my thinkings out. Replaying the past and what i did. Think of that bitch make me boil. And Bitch, I am totally not interested in your stupid stories. People say "Oh i went to the beach yesterday. " THEN YOUR FUCKING LONG STORY WILL COME OUT. NB. Who cares about your past experience and craps? I'm tolerating you okay. And you are super cheap. I shall not say what you did. Those people that left you did the right choice. AND STOP COPYING ME FUCKER. HAVE SOME OWN DIRECTIONS AND SENSE PLEASE. KNNBCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't stand this type of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was 20/09/2009. What a special day. And i'm sick, with a temperature of 37.6 and whatever food i eat, it turns out to be bitter when its in my mouth. Forced myself to eat-.- Korkor keep sms me and ask me to drink water. I drank more that 8 cups of water kay. I WANT MY PINK NIKE WATERBOTTLE. Mummy agreed to get me one months ago-.- Everytime delay one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna say. People that hate me, don't talk to me or even be friends with me. Go talk to her lah fuckers. And don't even read my blog. I post anything i want here. Don't ask me to correct it or delete it. I won't remove anything off my blog. AND IF YOU WANT, CAN SUE ME. I VERY SCARED. WASTE YOUR MONEY ONLY, NOT MINE. FUCK OFF LAH FUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I HATE BITCHES AND COPYCATS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop my nonsense. Woke up today with my Fever+Headache+Sore throat+Cough gone. Damn happy. But the Running nose is making me crazy-.- Andandand food i take in is still bitter-.- What's wrong with my tongue? Whole day on google searching Savoury Ice-Cream recipe. I have totaly no idea what flavour to make. And Savoury Ice-cream leah. I never eat before. Who knows where got sell Savoury Ice-cream in Singapore bring me go eat. 8 MORE DAYS TO EXAM! I HAVEN REVISE ANTHING. I'M GIVING UP. STUDIES SUCK. WHY CARE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Who knows where got sell Savoury Ice-cream?!?!?!?! TELL ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1821123168215071671?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1821123168215071671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1821123168215071671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-kinda-sorting-my-thinkings-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/Srceh26713I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fSNvRudEd9Q/s72-c/34902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8293001625177688627</id><published>2009-09-20T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:59:03.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrXdhOlsooI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rp5HLa2glmQ/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383452492512928386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrXdhOlsooI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rp5HLa2glmQ/s320/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrXdgjMvH-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/nAXqcKb7ggc/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383452480865509346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrXdgjMvH-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/nAXqcKb7ggc/s320/Picture+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's cute right. The pictures were NON-edited. She's super white and her eyes suer big. Went to Mindy's house just now. Yesterdy was her Birthday. Woke up very early today, 9plus? Took bus there. So long never see her liao. The last time i see her was 2years ago? Played with her. So cute and adorable. Oh ya. Was playing with bubble gun. So fun. I gonna get one for myself. Childish Qian Yu. But bubble is fun:) My headache is killing me! And my throat also. Its burning like hell. Feel like fainting seriously. Lack of sleep? Possible. I slept at 2am yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I wanna just lay on my bed and sleep. EEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Smelly smelly then sleep on bed. I won't do that. I'll go to the living room and sleep on the sofa. XD MY HEAD IS KILLING ME LARH. I WANNA DIE! I don't wanna go and take temperature. Sure very high one. Then mummy will know and take me to doctor. And the shit doctor will say my throat infected and blahblahblah. I can be doctor liao lorh. Everytime say the same thing one. Whatever lah. I'm going to the living room to sleep! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit. There's dinner at Bugis later. I don't want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8293001625177688627?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8293001625177688627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8293001625177688627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-cute-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrXdhOlsooI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rp5HLa2glmQ/s72-c/Picture+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7923143086503469207</id><published>2009-09-19T17:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:48:08.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmga7KfJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4cOTNHhWCd4/s1600-h/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383110530528083090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmga7KfJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4cOTNHhWCd4/s320/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My masterpiece. I dunno how i get this effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmQziG_AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/azqf6Y8xU_o/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383110262255975426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmQziG_AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/azqf6Y8xU_o/s320/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmQleeowI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Me0jjePTjeA/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383110258482651906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmQleeowI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Me0jjePTjeA/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmQLUnwwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TkQ4gJ8gm4M/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383110251461985026" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSltvDJOLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Rdi_-lqWadc/s320/Picture+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSltPilmjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SO_G7_WoHfM/s1600-h/Picture+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383109651298884146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSltPilmjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SO_G7_WoHfM/s320/Picture+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSls6HwruI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bbkPe6IGmJo/s1600-h/Picture+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383109645549219554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSls6HwruI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bbkPe6IGmJo/s320/Picture+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlsfUz7cI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Al3HEH3h9-A/s1600-h/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383109638356200898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlsfUz7cI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Al3HEH3h9-A/s320/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlr8rBncI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PIJ7YUIVcQ4/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383109629054131650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlr8rBncI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PIJ7YUIVcQ4/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlBmWEAVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2pM-oSdHMy0/s1600-h/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383108901506122066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlBmWEAVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2pM-oSdHMy0/s320/Picture+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlBYPjdbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9GTsL9aqYEc/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383108897720726962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlBYPjdbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9GTsL9aqYEc/s320/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlA2enI5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/wSxjBMa-blo/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383108888657077138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlA2enI5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/wSxjBMa-blo/s320/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlAvdYJGI/AAAAAAAAANs/2vVYNQt-pWk/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383108886772851810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlAvdYJGI/AAAAAAAAANs/2vVYNQt-pWk/s320/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlACbdn3I/AAAAAAAAANk/FTm0e2eRpCI/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383108874685226866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSlACbdn3I/AAAAAAAAANk/FTm0e2eRpCI/s320/Picture+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got another MASTERPIECE:) Fion and David better don't make me kiss anyone in Truth or Dare the next time if not my Masterpiece will be up on my blog. Whahaha. I'm Evil. But i feel like posting it leah. Aiya,I end of post then decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing to post leah. My lip piercing is giving me hell the past few days. Dunno why. I'm going to buy new stud:) I'm sick of wearing the septum stud. Even though i like the stud. I want Tongue, Nose and eyebrow piercing! I'll wait till I'm 18-.- 4 more years. WALAO. Still so long. Whatever lah. NB. How i wish my parents don't care about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Mum was listening to radio. I was curious what she listening. She went downstairs to get something so i tuned into what she was listening. Walan eh. She listening to those parents calling in asking counsellor what to do with their kids. Then one mother called in. She said that her son pierce his lips and ear and she thinks that she should not stop her son and let him be. She feels that letting her son do what he likes is the most important thing, if she stop her son, their relationship will be dragged further. HOW I WISH I HAVE A MOTHER LIKE THAT! I recalled Tohyuheng case. Tio caught for smoking in school, his mother never scold him, tell him if he want to smoke don't smoke in school, go outside and smoke. Walao eh. Why my mother not so good one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So UNFAIR lah. Life is never fair-.- I'm still thinking if i should post my masterpiece annot.I don't think i should. When David and Fion threathen me then i post that picture. It gets gross when people expand their piercing. Ear still okay. But not big until can hold one can of coke. That's super gross. I remember Xinyun saw my smiley. Her reaction super dooper big lah can. What's so digusting about piercing can anyone tell me? Miley Cyrus have a nose piercing kay. And corset piercing is nice okay. But its kinda rare to see it in Singapore. PIERCING IS NOT PAIN. KorKor go and get your lip pierced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KORKOR YOU ROCK. Okay, tell me when you going back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7923143086503469207?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7923143086503469207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7923143086503469207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/random.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SrSmga7KfJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4cOTNHhWCd4/s72-c/Picture+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2438178261949137075</id><published>2009-09-18T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:47:16.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reach school, first lesson history. War is damn scary. Imagine an atomic bomb drop on Singapore and everyone vaporise. Very very scary. PE boring. I want to play volleyball! Last 10mins play basketball. Recess, Me, Fion and Sasha was at the library side there watching Joanne Lim playing basketball. She just stand in the court and see peole play. While watching, we planed how to quesion her in class. We guessed her answer and we got some correct. She lie. So damn obvious. When she never lie sia. Science slacked. Chinese listening to music and played Truth or Dare. Lol. Kaiwen was dared to tell Joanne that her neh very big. Whoa. Joanne damn paiseh lah. All the boys keep laughing. Fion was dared to tell ' I want to FUCK you' to Remus and 'Your dick very big' to Joel. Lol. Very funny sia. Maths boring. Had a test. Sure fail. My graph very wrong. After school went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later got tution. BOO! I dun want tution:'( Who Tuesday after school want play Truth or Dare? Tell me. TYVM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2438178261949137075?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2438178261949137075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2438178261949137075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/reach-school-first-lesson-history.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-662169066754288180</id><published>2009-09-17T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:32:42.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KaiWen and YongJie wrote Fion and David kiss very big on whiteboard. Lol. Made heart shaped pizza. After school watch Joanne, Liyang, David, Joel and Ben play Daidi. Mr Teo came in. Heng never tio caught. Slacked at library there while wating for Fion. Went Fion house play Truth or Dare. Fion kiss YongJie on the cheek. Andandand DAVID AND FION HUG LEAH! Haha. They look so sweet together. My worst now is kiss hand. Not like David and Fion, la ji leah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-662169066754288180?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/662169066754288180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/662169066754288180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/kaiwen-and-yongjie-wrote-fion-and-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6336163576450943615</id><published>2009-09-16T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:40:52.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FION AND DAVID LA JI! Believe it or not?! Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. Art i took damn long to draw. Even sacrificed the whole of my recess. History lesson quite okay. Japanese during war damn cruel lah. Talk what crap say want to free Singapore from British_|_ But i don't hate Japan now. LOL. Japan is the country that i wanted to go the most. Science, listen to music and sleep. English and Maths very boring. Drama programme very dulan with the teacher. After drama helped Mr Woo with moving the things from gym to PE storeroom. &lt;br /&gt;On the bus, Me, KaiWen, David, Fion and YongJie play Truth or Dare. The main idea of playing this game is to sabo Fion and David. On the bus, David kiss Fion's hand, found out who YongJie and Ros like and mine was to call HIM and say 'I LOVE YOU'. But! I very heng, he never pick up. Haha. Went Fairprice buy ingrediants for making pizza tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Joanne at Hougang mall. Went to top level the playground there to continue playing our game. Another group of HIHS people playing also. Their group bigger than us sia. Start to play our game. David tio Dare. He have to kiss Fion on the cheek. Haha. He took damn long sia. Even got a couple cheer for them. Started to rain, we moved into the shelter and continue playing. Fion call Vincent and asked for stead. Vincent damn smart, he heard us laughing and knew that we are playing Truth or Dare. Okay, skip to the main point. David was to unbuckle Fion's bra. Lol. If he never do it in 30 seconds, he will have to kiss Fion on the lips. Sad he managed to unbuckle. Nvm. The worst is yet to come. David tio Dare again. This time have to la ji. Whoa, damn funny sia. They take damn long lah. David have to close his eyes and stick out his tongue. Fion have to la ji for 10 seconds if not it will be extended to 30 minutes. She did it for 5 seconds, let her off. My worst was to let KaiWen and YongJie kiss my hand. Fion and Davie la ji leah! Haha. Sad don't have photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of blog post. I am trying to accept my life now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6336163576450943615?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6336163576450943615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6336163576450943615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/fion-and-david-la-ji-believe-it-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3621639923721041824</id><published>2009-09-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:23:18.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Cintia! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm going to post about today. WARNING! BORING POST. SO RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing went to school look for Fion and Kaiwen in the canteen. Chat half way saw Kenneth Teo. OMGGGGG. So long never see him liao. Assembly Joanne tio caught for attire and the floor got damn lot of ants. Miss Latha stayed sec 2 back to sing the national anthem. Chinese lesson slacking all the way. History Miss Ros will not be in school so another teacher take over. Science was listening to music and sleeping. Maths lesson i was forced to stay awake. English Mr Fauzi wrote 'fuck' on the board. He was telling us that this word was just an ordinary word but we changed it into a vulgar word. Kaiwen keep on ask Mr Fauzi to pronuce that word. Lol. Litreature Miss Pretti not here. I think she is not teaching us anymore. YAY! NO MORE SMELLY GIANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hougang mall eat long john. Called Lollipop to complain about David. Haha. Eating long john that time friggin funny. David lost to me and Fion. Girl Power. Whahaha. Talking talking talking then i saw some guys from pepper lunch looking in my direction. They must be wondering whats that black black thing in my mouth-.- They never see before smiley piercing. Damn irritating can! David was forced to call Fion and me 姐姐. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;David: 我们Facebook上见。&lt;br /&gt;Me and Fion: Okay, 我们Twitter,Blogger,Friendster和Facebook上见!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He admit defeat. Went to buy contcts and headed back to houang mall to steal pen. Went to popular, choose a pen, peel off the barcode and walked out. So damn easy to steal lah-.- Saw my aunts and hide from them. Went Mini Toons, Lixin, Yongjie and Taowei was there buying present for Cintia. Slacked and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got Drama programme and Volleyball friendly match.&lt;br /&gt;End of boring blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose not to talk to me. That's your problem. I'm not going to talk to you unless you talk to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3621639923721041824?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3621639923721041824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3621639923721041824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-cintia-okay-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1400441091455611762</id><published>2009-09-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:08:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sad. I don't know why. Its the L.O.V.E that i want. If you see my tag before, this word L.O.V.E will be damn familar to you. And there's name on the tag. If you don't know then that's too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with Fion. Talk to her about some things. Walao eh! I thought nobody read my blog de. Then suddenly so many people ask me, 'who is the HIM arh? Who jio you arh?' Fion know everything lah. She know me so well. I know her very well also. 8people jioing her. Haha. I can name out the 8guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson CME. Watch Helen the baby fox. Damn nice sia. The fox very cute. Maths do exam paper. Super pathetic, i duno how to do every question. I am not joking, I EVERY QUESTION DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO. English, boring. Chinese lesson super fucked up. Teacher walked in and tell us got compo exam. WTF? She never tell us earlier. She said it was a last minute decision by the HOD. Fine. I failed that compo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went back gate to eat. Then went for volleyball. Mr Woo keep on finding people to have friendly match with us. Went Hougang Mall. Bought my orange colour pen. FION STOLE A PEN! Haha. She was thinking if she should steal it. She removed the barcode sticker, stuffed the pen into her bag and then wait for me to pay. And we walked out without being caught. Can see that Fion is scared. Haha. I got pay leah! I so guai rite. Went to buy Cintia's birthday present and then went home. Just heard from Fion that we are going to have friendly match with Punggol secondary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should'nt be too close to you. I'm sorry. Find a better girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1400441091455611762?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1400441091455611762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1400441091455611762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1422885981547633433</id><published>2009-09-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:30:55.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently listing to 91.3 FM cause i'm out of songs. Anyone got nice songs? Tell me please. TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL'S STARTIN TOMORROW! FUCK THAT SHIT!!! Exams coming. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Did nothing today. Did 1 pathetic page of history notes. I forget everything about holiday homework and drama course play. DAMN IT! Not giving any damn. Life's so boring. Brother finished all his gundum and was showing off-.- What is so cute about that 三国gundum? So sad 巢槽 was out of stock. I'm damn sleepy. Having headache.&lt;br /&gt;Give up on me. You will find someone better than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have a crush on him. Even with crushes like that, i could not let go of the love that was there for 4 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1422885981547633433?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1422885981547633433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1422885981547633433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/currently-listing-to-91.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7974997830665195297</id><published>2009-09-12T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:39:04.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqsgBZD6wUI/AAAAAAAAANc/q_waOohjfOw/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429388103467330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqsgBZD6wUI/AAAAAAAAANc/q_waOohjfOw/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice right? So sad Singapore don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i have nothing to post. Really. NOTHING. Okay Whatever. I shall think of something.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night damn funny. Kai Wen told Fion that he had a crush on her. Then i ask Kai Wen if it is true. Obviously not. I told him to ask her for stead. Whoa. Strsight REJECT. LOL. This game is getting more and more fun. First it was David then now Kai Wen. But i still think David's game can continue. Maybe something more fun? True or Dare? Make David kiss Fion? Haha. We'll plan. Plan something that will make them damn paiseh. The EVIL ones. WHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to make our own PINK shirt. Yes PINK!! Still designing. Only five people is going to have that shirt. Sasha, Fion, David, KaiWen and Me! We are excluding Joanne. Who the Fuck want her name on the shirt? Her name will spoil the whole thing can.&lt;br /&gt;Korkor, give up on me. You'll find someone better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously nothing to post.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will i forget you? I don't know. I'm crying because i MISS you. Never talk to you for months. How many months? I can't remember. It's a very long time. I wanna see you the next holiday. Boy, IMY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7974997830665195297?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7974997830665195297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7974997830665195297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/nice-right-so-sad-singapore-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqsgBZD6wUI/AAAAAAAAANc/q_waOohjfOw/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4575687771237056550</id><published>2009-09-11T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:46:15.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Volleyball friendly match with Huayi Secondary. B girls played first. The Huayi secondary B girls wheelbarrow have a nickname. Her shirt was red, the sleeve there was white. I was passing the volleyball then i suddenly thought of Marlboro Red. Haha! I told Alex and she say that the Marlboro Red keep on looking at her direction and even diao her. I told her not to find daiji cause the Marlboro Red can say that she was looking at the scoreboard and not at Alex. But the Marlboro Red keep on looking at our direction damn lots of time and STARE at us somemore. She lucky i tell Alex don't find her daiji. If not she don't know die until where. After our match tio scolded. Since when Mr Woo never scold people during match? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn stressed up lah. I am never going to play in a match again. I told myself that all this will be over. When i went to the school hall to get the weights and the score board, i told myself. Two years later i am going to be sitting at one of the table and chairs taking my final exam. It just frightens me. Was crying at the bus stop and on bus. I tried to hold my tears back but i just could not. Went home. The whole house was empty. My brother and my mother went to compass for the gundum fiesta. Forced myself to eat the maggie mee i cooked. Its not that my cooking skills suck, its just that i don't feel like eating. Went to sleep. Awaken by my brother, he was showing off his new gundums. Buy so many, waste money. I still remember both my cousin joined the gundum seed competition and won the 1st and 3rd prize. They were so awsome at doing this type of things. Mummy forgot that i have tution today so i skipped:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4575687771237056550?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4575687771237056550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4575687771237056550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/volleyball-friendly-match-with-huayi.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-337871409440091081</id><published>2009-09-10T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:26:14.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning i was waiting for bus at bus stop when i see a familiar side view. The side view very chio sia. Lol. The she rushed over the road to catch up with the bus. She ran, shoe dropped, wore her shoe and board the bus. She board bus no. 15. It was Simeon. Haha. I could'nt stop laughing until now. Seriously, it was damn funny. &lt;br /&gt;Reached school, Mr Woo told me Volleyball starting at 10am-.- Wasted 1 hour in school. Went to ISH, got ready for training. Mr Woo got angry and canceled the training. Tomorrow going school early to clean up ISH cause Hua Yi secondary coming over for friendly match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and then meet Sheryl for the Ice-cream making. Walking to the bustop that time i thought i saw HIM, but it was Sheryl's brother. Lol. See wrongly. Went to NYP. Walao eh! That place damn big can! Me and Sheryl got lost there. And the people there never see before people wearing uniform arh? Keep on stare and stare. Made Ice-cream. Damn stress sia. Have to do so many thing for the competition. Recipe, ingrediants and alot more. And the theme for the competition was souvery Ice-cream. Oh god. How am i going to make it ? Sure lose liao. And so many good schools competing, feel damn stressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly match tomorrow. Going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-337871409440091081?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/337871409440091081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/337871409440091081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-morning-i-was-waiting-for-bus-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6944461296088663252</id><published>2009-09-09T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:47:39.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09/09/09. What a nice date. Yah and alot of people will get attatched today. Whatever lah. I'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day stay at home. Did notes for history. 1 page. Haha. So bored lah. Talk to people on msn. Volleyball in school and ice-cream making at NYP tomorrow. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20158252185147愛している. I will never forget you. You are like a tattoo in my heart. I'm going to tattoo your name and never going to erase it. Boy, IMY. Can you hear me? I wanna go back to the days when we were so innocent and friendly. How i wish i could turn back the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6944461296088663252?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6944461296088663252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6944461296088663252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4219026389084500573</id><published>2009-09-08T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:45:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SILVIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger birthday also? O.o Volleyball in the morning. I'm giving up. I just want to go China with them. Whatever lah. Giving up. Went to eat Macdonald with Fion. We were talking about the basterds in class and that Bitch, Joanne Lim Zhong En. Eat halfway Kaiwen and David came. Went to Sasha's house. Did homec. Sasha cooked for us. Thanks:)! Walao eh. Kaiwen and David took my phone and say what they text HIM. I knew it was almost impossible for him to reply cause his phone no money. Haha. They damn stupid lah. They text Fion saying some stupid things which i don't wish to say here. Went home. Damn shit. I was supposed to study history-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4219026389084500573?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4219026389084500573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4219026389084500573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-silvia-blogger-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2170301017212026272</id><published>2009-09-07T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:18:33.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh god. I am damn fucking speechless now seriously. Whatever i am going to say may be offensive but i don't mean to offend anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. Chocolate and lollipop seperated. WTF. Its damn fucking sad. Then i knew whats the reason. Okay, Cintia, i don't mean to offend you. But really arh i need to say things out. Who can stand your parents hiring spy and spy on you? WTF lah. They are trying to say that they don't trust their kids. 14 having relationship its like too early for us, thats what parents think. Fking hell. Sorry hor. I don't understand how the generation before us feel about this but this generation we own the world, GIVE US OUR FREEDOM. Live in this generation please. Parents expect us to get into relationships when we are older, studying university that time. Yeah, by that time people got tons of EX gf/bf and you are having your first one. Then everything will delay. Every school sure got people smoke one what. Parents will never understand their child. Thats the conclution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Went for VB. I can see that i'm improving. I can serve overhand now. Today the basketball had friendly match with Macpherson secondary. Of couse Yuying win lah. 4hours of training then went home. Supposed to study History but damn tired so went to sleep. Tomorrow is so going to be a busy day for me. Training, project, party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2170301017212026272?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2170301017212026272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2170301017212026272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-777247848515632647</id><published>2009-09-06T19:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:24:01.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random pictures taken quite long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgum2LjPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S3WPxyXibb0/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378319102572727538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgum2LjPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S3WPxyXibb0/s320/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOguQhm0JI/AAAAAAAAANI/mS-WaHkS510/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378319096580853906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOguQhm0JI/AAAAAAAAANI/mS-WaHkS510/s320/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See that Heineken there? Thanks to David-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgt14uBVI/AAAAAAAAANA/f7FGhpqJKt8/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378319089430037842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgt14uBVI/AAAAAAAAANA/f7FGhpqJKt8/s320/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where to get the paper for folding these hearts? I'll tell you. Get it from the cigarette box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgtSLIf2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/r2IXZ6AYNH0/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378319079843594082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgtSLIf2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/r2IXZ6AYNH0/s320/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuts. Sasha scolded me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgs5np1hI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2TlGCzh_3a4/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378319073252333074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgs5np1hI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2TlGCzh_3a4/s320/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Body ache. Not very serious but still pain lah. I'm so damn bored lah. Gonna start revising my history. Anyone know of any place that is quiet and vey little people pass by? I need a place to scream out. Beach got alot of people. When you scream and turn back, you'll see eyes looking at you. People will think that you are crazy. That Joanne Lim Zhong En is driving me crazy. Seriously. That bitch, no, worse than a bitch is sticking like a super glue. Maybe some of you are bored of me mentioning her name. But seriously I HATE HER TO THE CORE. Just don't understand why Fion will even like her. Fucking bitch. I HATE HER. I HATE HER. I HATE HER. Nothing more to update. Volleyball tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-777247848515632647?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/777247848515632647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/777247848515632647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-pictures-taken-quite-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_933Pwmxb9mg/SqOgum2LjPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S3WPxyXibb0/s72-c/Picture+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2515178778685914555</id><published>2009-09-05T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:12:45.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Early in the morning woke up, rushed to school for volleyball. Reached there, saw Jean and Yijun playing volleyball. Mr Woo say too little people cannot train. Alex sick, Fatin and Farah fasting, Amelia go Malasia, Ling go back Thailand and i don't know where semelia go. Mr Woo bring the three of us to NYJC to train with the seniors. Took taxi there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole volleyball training i was practising myself-.- I'm still lacking the basics. Damn tiring. Went home and online &lt;br /&gt;I want my pink hoodie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2515178778685914555?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2515178778685914555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2515178778685914555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-in-morning-woke-up-rushed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8070359591656773060</id><published>2009-09-04T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:36:36.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Early in the morning go school had spot check. Have to empty everything in the bag out. Mr Teo damn violent can. He was checking everything we had and he opened up everything. Heng i never bring my stud box. Nothing found, went to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of History lesson no teacher. PE played frisbee. Science listened to music and slept. Chinese had listening test and halfway i fell asleep cause the weather was damn nice for sleeping. It was raining:) Maths Mdm Latha never come. Miss Oh gave us lollipop! Ate lollipop in class. After school stayed back in school cause Mr Lim want to give out the report books. That bitch was damn fucking proud lah. CB. Get A2 for english very daisai arh? I also have A2. Knnbccb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Xinmin sec. Ate lunch and chatted with Shuhui and Denise. Then went to Fion's house and slack. And then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted alot of things and i can't afford. Why is my life like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8070359591656773060?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8070359591656773060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8070359591656773060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-in-morning-go-school-had-spot.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1564661625744634619</id><published>2009-09-03T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:20:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL SINGAPOREANS LISTEN UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy from my class, named Tao Wei, INSULTED SINGAPOREANS. He comes from China and is now studying in Singapore. He said that Singaporeans are LOUSY in Maths and Chinese. He came all the way from China to Singapore just to learn from us Singaporeans, English. Yes, i may agree cause our class only few Singaporeans get A1 for Maths. But sorry hor. The best in our class is Jiho, a korean guy, scoring 98 for his Maths. AND THE TOP IN MATHS FOR THE WHOLE EXPRESS LEVEL IS A SINGAPOREAN. Motherfucking. I was scolding all the vulgarities when i knew about it.  AND SINGAPOREANS THAT SIDED HIM, YOU BETTER MIGRATE TO CHINA AND STOP BEING A SINGAPOREAN. Fucking hell. He has no fking rights to insult Singaporeans lorh. He is staying and studying in Singapore leah. Whoever bo dai ji zhuo, want find him daiji tell me. 陶伟滚回去中国larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, test. Test,test,test. I'm so sick of test now. Nobody finished that bloody test. Science was listening to music and sleeping. Korkor smsed me and i woke up-.- Music watched Monster in law. Maths went library. Litreture Miss Pretti had something behind her. Transparent bra stripe. Lol. Homec very boring sia. The boys find ways to deal with Tao Wei. Benben insult him until damn jialat sia. Homec second lesson, alot of people went for the sports programme. Leaving 24 people in class. The Exco were doing class T-shirt. Can put nickname sia:) Angela help us design. Thx! I put Queenie. With a crown. Although its quite late to do a class t-shirt now but its for memories so not much objection. English Mr Fauzi gave us worksheets to do. And i know why everyone passed their English. Because the marks was taken from test. I think the test is the one we copied straight from the answer. &lt;br /&gt;After school went to eat Mac. David treat:) Saw Jeremy and Xavier from Bedok North sec. They walked pass Mac. Sad Jeremy never see me. After eating went popular to buy notebook. Went Fion's house and then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of my life now. Its just school and home. So boring. Why can't it be interesting? Now what? I have damn little time to revise for my exams. I'm going emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i don't hate them now. I have forgotten about them scolding me in my old blog. Its just one person we dislike. Me and Fion dislike her to the max. Its not Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes talking about Joanne. FUCKING BITCH! NOW WHAT. WANT TO FOLLOW ME ZHNG MY PHNE. FUCK HER LAH. FUCKER! I'M GOING DAMN MAD ABOUT THIS MATTER. I AM NOT GOING TO FORGIVE HER. I AM TOTALLY ANGRY TO THE MAX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1564661625744634619?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1564661625744634619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1564661625744634619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-singaporeans-listen-up-this-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4266650559282018166</id><published>2009-09-02T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:25:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back at home. Damn dulan at what happened at David's house just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went school, almost late. Had Art. Teacher gave questions and we answer. Recess time had so much laughter. Fion said that David is not in school because of tennis competition. She was the only one that knew. Then later David sent I Love You to Fion. Whoa Yongjie showed almost everyone that he knew in the canteen the message. Then Yongjie type what Fion will 在精神上支持David. Lol. History was okay. English that time David suddenly walk into the class with a pink slip. Everyone was cheering. Poor David. He did not know what happened. Haha. Science went computer lab. PG damn funny larh. We were complaining how smelly Miss Preeti was and how bad some teachers was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went backgate to eat. Was late for the duno what rubbish litreture programme. Chee bye. All the teacher damn what larh. English oral was next. Miss jasmine was so nice sia. Then went to David's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He buy beer. Knn. Tell him dun buy heineken, he purposely go and buy-.- Kaiwen buy redbull. We go staircase drink. Then started to burn things. Decided to go downstairs and play frisbee. David pour the rest of the beer onto someone's flower and then left the can in the lift. We play frisbee, when we were about to go that time, one uncle,aunty and their daughter came out from the lift. Knn. They ask if we were drinking. We denied. They keep on asking and asking questions like when we came down and play, were we at the staircase. That guy claimed that he saw us. Then say what the can that was left in the lift was with them. They were going to pass it to whoever the fuck is,i don't bother to remember and examine the can. Then they walked off. Wahlan eh. I was damn bloody scared lah. Then we discussed what to do and went off. Lamer leah. David was incharge of removing what was left. The can was still in the lift lah. Knnbccb. Scare me sia. Kp lah. Threathen what threathen sia that old uncle. Kp so much. And i remembered David told us that his eye lid twitch for the pass two days. I said something bad was going to happen and Kaiwen said that we should stay away from him to avoid from trouble. Guess the trouble was the beer drinking thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paikia korkor! Thx for smsing me during lesson. Sorry arh. My phne no money cannot reply you. Thx for keeping me awake!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4266650559282018166?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4266650559282018166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4266650559282018166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoo-hoo-im-back-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6930957585967678820</id><published>2009-08-31T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:42:08.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo.&lt;br /&gt;Went school late. The stupid bus lah. Waited for so long then come. Got another two Yuying students also wait for the bus with me but they wait until pek chek then went home. Lol. Reach school. My punishment was running around the parade square 3times and 1hour detension. &lt;br /&gt;Went to class watched a show titled Helen the baby fox. Very nice and touching. Maths Mdm Latha told us our class ranking. I'm 19! Improved by 1 position! BUT! I'm short listed for potential failers. WTF rite? English theres a joke. A teacher gave the class a paragragh of words 'women without her men is useless' and asked the class to add the punctuation in. The boys wrote.&lt;br /&gt;'Women, without her men, is useless.'&lt;br /&gt;The girls wrote.&lt;br /&gt;'Woman! Without her, men is useless.'&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Theres so much difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for teacher day celebration in hall. Damn boring. After that went to meet Lollipop at front gate:-) So nice of her to come and pick me up! Love you to max Lollipop! Went popular to buy container for the stars. Sat outside popular and folded stars. Not enough-.- Lollipop show me her tatto! OMFG. Damn nice sia! Walk back to Yuying that time Lollipop smoke. Went back MBS! Passed present to Mrs Lee and then went to find friends. Wah lan eh. I never see until tohyuheng sia! Unfair! I think he saw me-.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to lan with Simeon and Lollipop after that. And then home. I made a Paikia korkor:-). He very cute sia. Haha. I say i want put tatto then he ask me wait for him, put together. He tomorrow piercing right lip, tell me he scared. Haha. So cute lah he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Next week HOLIDAY! I wanna go out! Eh SIMEON, NATASHA, LOLLIPOP, EDWIN, DONGXUAN AND YUHENG LISTEN UP! GO OUT NO PANGSEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6930957585967678820?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6930957585967678820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6930957585967678820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7137229815046235029</id><published>2009-08-30T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:19:00.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZHdK2WDtYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZHdK2WDtYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal The World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only after yesterday watching the Michael Jackson concert on TV, I feel that the World had lost a Genius. A Genius in Dancing and Singing. His dance moves are so swift and his songs are so nice. He loved children. He spend lots of money everyday in Toy shops. Buying toys, it showed how much he loved kids. He even bought a place for a Fairytale in his mind. Neverland. Never Ending Fairytale. All this was because of his bad childhood. I remembered singing Heal The World in school but can't remember which school and for what reason. R.I.P Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened much. I just knew one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUICY COUTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn LOVED by me! (But its expensive you know)&lt;br /&gt;Saddened. When can i get my first JUICY COURTURE?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7137229815046235029?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7137229815046235029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7137229815046235029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/heal-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6808802170224560632</id><published>2009-08-29T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:29:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know why i feel like posting something here. Damn sad now. I'm like reflecting over Mr Woo's words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Volleyball. Had friendly match with Woodlands Ring. I did'nt play. I felt that i'm wasting time there and kept asking myself why did i even bother to go in the first place? I had little contact with Volleyball and i'm just standing there watching others playing in the match. Had break then watch the seniors play. I observed why they can serve the ball and how they recieve the ball. Their legs was fast. They predict where the ball will land. All these helped them to score points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we had briefing. I knew where did i lost in. Although Mr Woo did not straight away tell me, he gave hints. I lost in service and commitment. This is what he said "In a game, we cannot afford to lose more than two points in service." My service is totally not good and that's the reason why i did not play in the court. He told us about the trip to china. Only 16 people are selected to go. Its danm little. I know right now i don't have the chance to go. But i am really praying to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will have all day long training there and those people in Singapore will not have training. Why China? Mr Woo said that Thailand is very messy and because of H1N1. Korea cannot cause the renting of the place to stay is very expensive. So China. I can imagine Fion in China. It makes me laugh. She will have damn lot of difficulty communicating with the people there. I go not for fun, but for the sake of my skills. China is actually a no way for me, but whenever i think of my skills, I tell myself i have to go no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game for a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6808802170224560632?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6808802170224560632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6808802170224560632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-know-why-i-feel-like-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7938938920830232077</id><published>2009-08-28T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:39:14.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school. Blahblahblah. Haha. History lesson i was folding stars all the way. Damn it. I think i don't have enough stars. PE played frisbeE.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science lesson and chinese lesson was also folding stars. Maths that time Mdm Latha told us our Exam results and things about the LOCD. And there was one time when Mdm Latha wanted to scold Qinghong but Qinghong response made everyone laugh and Mdm Latha was no longer angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school damn rush lah. Rushed to canteen to buy fruits, find David to take the stud, rush to wash the stud and hollow pin and everything. Then went to our secret place. I was the first one to pierce, followed by Fion then David. David ask Kaiwen to go to the teacher and say he having stomache ache. Fion and David use my hollow pin to pierce-.- After helping us to pierce, Sasha left. We had some problems putting the stud ball in. Joanne helped Fion and David to put it in. She actually helped me to put in but sadly can't. I put it in myself:) But later on David and Fion's stud ball drop. Mine was still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to canteen eat lunch and then assemble for LOCD. Went to flats to collect newspapers, magazines and old clothings. Me,Ros and Mark in one group and we collected quite alot. The residents we came across was kind. Not like Fion and Joanne's. They got slammed in the face and people threw away their survey forms. Haha. Suay. Assembled and went simeon house and then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to go school for volleyball. Have friendly match with another school. Praying not to be trashed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7938938920830232077?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7938938920830232077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7938938920830232077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-school_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6648094703584543068</id><published>2009-08-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:26:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hand very pain sia. Just finished folding a packet of stars. Need to fold at least 5 or 6 packet more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school almost late. English test damn difficult. Science went to computer lab. Homec made noodles. I asked Fion if she want to pierce smiley then she say see first. Then when she know that David also want to pierce she immediately say she want-.- English went to library. I took a book on Singapore. Fion, Sasha, David and me keep on laughing sia. Damn funny. Fion say Lee Kwan Yew is her grandfather. Then what her mother is the daughter. Then the mother marry to the father giving her the surname of Seetoh. What rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to KFC to collect the necklaces then went to find Fion, David, Kaiwen to give the flyers for the LOCD tomorrow. After giving then went to hougang mall to see Fion pierce nose. Pierce liao then went to buy smiley stud for tomorrow. Fion took out the nose stud then took damn long also cannot put in. In the end need me to help her push the stud in. When the stud go in she was screaming and screaming. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to pierce smiley and then monday going back to MBS. MBS only open at 1.30pm cause SR NATHAN going to MBS. Damn hournered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6648094703584543068?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6648094703584543068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6648094703584543068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/hand-very-pain-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5630669074906507692</id><published>2009-08-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:49:46.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kenneth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today is the chinese Valentine, Kenneth birthday and many people will be asking 'I thought your birthday in March?' Yup my birthday is in March, today is my chinese birthday. I'm 15:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo! Morning assembly damn dulan thanks to Mdm Latha. She stayed 2C and 2D back to resing the national anthem. Nvm. She said that 2C sing louder than 2D. And down there kaopeh so much. WTF lah. Eh. My class only less than 20 people singaporean leah. What she want. Of course 2C louder lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson did essay. History lesson file worksheet. English the cher very guailan lorh. I hate it when she make us stand so long, wasting our time. But when she's normal, shes very friendly. Assembly went sch hall. 91.3 FM came our sch. They so funny larhx. Shanette told me that they are coming to Yuying and they really did. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went backgate eat lunch. Fion sit with David whor! Walao. They add all sorts of rubbish into the chicken soup. The ingredients were, chilli sauce, cucumber, coke, ice-cream soda, salad, baked beans and many other things. Fion drank it. Lol. Went for ICT. Boys outside computer lab playing soccer and kena scolding from teacher. The teacher last minute cancel and let us play the computer. The boys alot playing DOTA. After that went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow maybe piercing nose. Friday maybe piercing smiley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5630669074906507692?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5630669074906507692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5630669074906507692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-valentine-day-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3384055574885592439</id><published>2009-08-25T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:24:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from school. Alot of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese took back the paper that we did yesterday. I got 27 or 28 over 50. Bloody hell. How can i get so low? I need chinese tution! History i forgot to bring textbook. I kept quiet and stayed at my seat, continue to do my Maths. Teacher never catch me so i no need to stand at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, Me, Kaiwen, Joanne and Yong jie kept on teasing David and Fion. After recess was Science. Science i kept on teasing David. Then his reply to me was“你没死过arh?”. He replied with this sentence twice and both times i replied the same answer“我就是没死过，如果我死过就不会在这里了”. Science teacher very retarted sia. I scold him babo then he say i scolding him but he duno whats the meaning of that word. He say he bringing us to a place that we have never go before, there got big rocks and plants. I got the answer right lorh. Just that i never say out. I will reveal the answer later, read on. His period over liao then we ask him where is the secret place he want to bring us, he say we will know later-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English teacher came. Then the PA system say what its important then blablabla. Tell us to assemble at the parade square. Then the emergency bell rang. So stupid right? They were suppossed to ring the emergency bell only. Headed down to parade square. Science teacher was there. Then he said“This is the secret place i'm talking about”-.- I got it correct:) That place was damn warm lah. Hot sun shining and we sat there for around 40 minutes. One guy from upper sec fainted. Then the class infront was playing with wet tissue. Stupid. One of them hit me. I was boiling mad lah. Went to school hall and back to class. Continued playing and teasing David and Fion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to eat prata. Vincere knew about the tissue incident and told me to tell Delvin. He said that he would ask if they want to say sorry anot. I dun think they will lorh-.- Nvm. After eating prata wanted to just walk away but Kaiwen dun want. So have to pay lorh. Supposed to go sasha house to do the Homec thing but David choose not to go and went home. I think he go home and play tennis-.- Selfish freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICT tomorrow! Boo!  Tomorrow is my chinese birthday so must go home STRAIGHT after school:(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3384055574885592439?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3384055574885592439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3384055574885592439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-came-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6143871568700021841</id><published>2009-08-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:39:46.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school. At parade square then Hane(pronuced as honey) came to show me her sectum piercing-.- Jealous. Maybe thursday go with Fion and Shu hui to pierce nose. First lesson was CME. Watch a very nice show. Chinese did exam. Damn difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went backgate to eat lunch. Eat awhile then Vincere and Xinyun came. We were eating when 小Daryl came. I duno his name so call him that first. He really look like daryl lorh. He damn cute larh. He walked up to Vincere and said “我没有跟女孩子讲过 sorry, (then he wispered) Sorry” and walked away. Lol. Very cute lorhx. Vincere so hourned lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for training. Candy very bad mood. Then when playing team game that time she quarrel with crystal. Very fierce sia they quarrel. The water cooler nowadays very digusting. After volleyball went toliet. When Fion, me and Xin yun came out of the toilet, Vincere was crying. Consoled her and went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6143871568700021841?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6143871568700021841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6143871568700021841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-school_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8414318355855788386</id><published>2009-08-23T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:47:58.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid! Cannot upload pictures. I think blogger have some problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SIMEON AND FREDERICK! Haha. JUST JOKING. I wonder why do the people that hate me so much still link me in their blog? No sense. BOOOOOOOOOOO! TYRON IS SO DAMN FUCKING CUTE! Xiaxue taste very high. Vlogger Celeste very chio. Dawn Yang very chio also but i think she go for surgery before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna enter Zirca, MOS, and Butter Factory. Bloody hell. Can't even buy a NC16 ticket still thinking of entering all those places. Dream on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleahs. I hate to dream. Dreams don't come true. Sometimes i hate to dream. Nightmares and Sweet dreams? So far i can only remember i had a nice dream and two nightmares. I can only have Sweet dream when i am truly happy on that day. As for bella, she can hear Edward or see Edward when she do something dangerous or crazy. I don't know why i have nightmare. I should find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a very serious headache now. Aiya. Nothing to post leah. I'll end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8414318355855788386?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8414318355855788386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8414318355855788386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-cannot-upload-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-3059353500458891576</id><published>2009-08-22T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:01:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch movie. Stupid lady don't want to sell me the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Orphan 7pm two tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: 7pm two tickets.NC 16. IC or student pass please.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh. I never bring leahs.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Never bring cannot buy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't look like 16 mehs? (Turns to Fion) See larh. Never bring IC cannot buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du lan.In the end watch 吓到笑. Thanks to the boys larh. All pang seh. So funny larhs the movie. I like the last story in the movie. Mickey mouse bra. LOL. The theater so little people there. So empty. Watch finish went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;David recently bring water bottle to school whor! LOL. Thanks to him larh. The water bottle is so innocent. But the liquid inside is not. Whatever larh. I'm crapping. Trying to say that it contains beer. HEINEKEN SUCKS! So bitter. Tiger better. Homec Kai wen so funny. Playing with Dominc Paper. I laugh until my stomache pain sia. Then teacher keep on coming to my table cause Kai Wen make alot of noise. Teacher say if she see the paper flying around she's going to give Kai wen detention. In the end never lorh. I know how to write complain letter:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block 123, 16 Tampines Road&lt;br /&gt;#06-95&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 060123&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd August 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOD of Litreture&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lam Lai Ore&lt;br /&gt;Yuying Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;47 Hougang Avenue 1&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 458214&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Miss Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 RE: Totally not nice (Underline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 2D has just got a trainee teacher tecahing them Litreture. She has a nice name, Miss Pretti.(Sounded like pretty) She was thought of nice smelling, pretty and tall lady but i was wrong. I am totally disgusted by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked into the class, killing all the plants with her smell. Students even have to buy medicated oil and perfume to spray the classroom. When she walk pass the students, they have to hold their breath. As a result, one of the students fainted when the teacher stood at his place, explaining what he did wrong in his worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than her smell, she never ever comb her hair. Coming into the classroom with messy hairstyle and screaming at the top of her manly voice. She threatened the class, if the class don't behave, she's going to use the rules set by the english teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so tall and she wears high heels. Does she know that she's very tall? High heels are for people who are shorter than her. Why does she need to wear heels when she is so tall? Does she want to be a giant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see her more matching to her name. Please do some changes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading this letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;(Signature)&lt;br /&gt;Toh Qian Yu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are alot of grammar and vocab and tenses mistake. Whatever lah. Just a sample letter for FUN. Go and complain if you want. No damn is given. I SAID ITS FOR FUN OKAY. Whoever want to take it for real then its your business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gan Lollipop!&lt;br /&gt;Khor Wan Sze. See you soon ya. Go back to MBS during teacher's day kay.&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Qian yu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-3059353500458891576?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3059353500458891576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/3059353500458891576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/boo-yesterday-went-to-watch-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5456495558743394471</id><published>2009-08-19T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:39:52.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days nothing much happen. Just sometimes wanted to shake joanne off. In school had art lesson. Before that was fuming mad with ISSAC. Fion's friend. What a guy. Reading the sms that Issac's friend sent to fion, all the vulgarities came out of my mouth-.- Art did the clay thing. I don't work with clay that well. Science went com lab:-) After sch went volleyball. Shared the Indoor Sports Hall with the malay guys-.- They suck. Okay. Nth else. My life's getting boring day by day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A HR PINK HOODIE!!&lt;br /&gt;To me its damn expensive, but its worth it, i will save up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5456495558743394471?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5456495558743394471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5456495558743394471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-few-days-nothing-much-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1461716443894225740</id><published>2009-08-15T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:46:33.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched finish the videos that i took at david's house. Yong jie and Kai wen was so funny larhx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch. PE was great! Had match and of course we won. We had 3vb players and the other group had none. If next round we lose to calvins group, i am nt surprise. They are very strong. Science lesson go computer lab. Walao eh. That lady that came in and sit fucking guai lan lah. She asked what sasha is doing and sasha told her she was using the online dictionary. Sasha repeated it to her two times, the third time she said it in quite buay song manner, then she scolded sasha for talking to her rudely. WTF NVM. David ask me to go over his place to delete other people's msn contacts then she cme and kpo and scolded me for going into other websites. WTF NVM. Joanne's msn got people pm her then she punish joanne. WTF? If this teacher is going to teach me next year, i would rather drop to NA then let her teach me science. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went tution. Cher treat me eat Famous amous. Damn nice lah. Rushed hm, eat dinner then went to hougang to look for David and friends. They go swimming then i wait for ros to cme. Ros brother damn cute lah. The attitude so like ros. Wanted to eat KFC but damn it. I order finish the food around $62 then that lady tell me they dun accept POSB card. Stupid rite. Waste my time-.- watched UP and went hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO LEARN HARDSTYLE! I WANT A PINK HOODIE! PHD, HR OR BASS AGENTS ALL CN. 100% REAL AND ITS PINK I WILL LOVE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1461716443894225740?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1461716443894225740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1461716443894225740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-watched-finish-videos-that-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-2538771276994350054</id><published>2009-08-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:36:09.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just went to Jun Hong's facebk account and saw that damn fking cool car. It cost around 3.2 million? Damn nice lurh the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went NAFA. The art there is so nice! They used whiteboard marker and drew on whiteboard. The end product is really nice. Must go and see! Its at NAFA, near bugis. Free entry. Andandand the students that study there, i must say, the ladies, the clothes they wear is damn friggin nice can! They have very high fashion sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow science lesson going to computer lab! And i hope i cn attend the BBQ at night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-2538771276994350054?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2538771276994350054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/2538771276994350054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-went-to-jun-hongs-facebk-account.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7483955652891428777</id><published>2009-08-11T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:05:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school. I will update my twitter even when i'm in school. Today nothing much happened in sch. After sch went tution with fion. She having chinese tution i watching jumpstyle video:). Went home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE LIM ZHONG EN. &lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN SCOLD FINISH. I HATE YOU FOR EVERYTHING. UE THING HAVING A 28 YEAR OLD BF VERY DAISAI ARH? YOU ARE WAY TOO WRONG. HE LOOK DAMN CHAO LAO AND IS NOT HANDSOME AT ALL. RED COLOURED BIKINI WHOR. SAY WHAT YOUNG LADIES MUST WEAR BRIGHT COLOURED BIKINI. WALAO. I WANT TO VOMIT SIA. I KNOW YOUR THERE VERY BIG. NO NID TO PURPOSELY SHOW. GO GEYLANG SHOW LAH. SURE GOT ALOT OF LAO AH PEH WANT TO SEE. GET A LOVE BITE AND COME SCHOOL. I STILL REMEMBER EVERY SINGLE THING YOU DID OKAY. YOU LOVE ATTENTION WHAT. DO THINGS THAT ATTRACT ATTENTION NIA. YOU LOVE ATTENTION SO MUCH WHY NOT STRIP NAKED AND RUN AROUND THE WHOLE SINGAPORE? EVERYONE WILL GIVE YOU THEIR ATTENTION AND CAN GO ON TELEVISION FOR FREE YOU KNOW! THATS A VERY GOOD IDEA. CONSIDER IT! PEOPLE HAVE WHAT YOU ALSO WANT TO HAVE. TRY BLINGING YOUR PHONE. I MAKE SURE YOU HAVE NOT EVEN 1 FRIEND IN CLASS. I HATE PEOPLE AFTER SEEING ME BLING MY PHNE GO AND BLING THEIRS. BITCH, I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm done. Just sick of this type of people. If you think that i'm a very bad person after doing this, i don't think that you know her. She a bitch that push you off your limits of tolerating her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7483955652891428777?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7483955652891428777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7483955652891428777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-5099365397108272727</id><published>2009-08-10T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:33:35.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Singapore's 44th Birthday. So many friends perform at the parade. They so good lah,if i am not wrong they can have the goodie bag. So long never watch fireworks live. Next year i will be there! I don't care about squeezing with people. I WANT TO WATCH FIREWORKS LIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today stay at home. Wanted to go out but too tired. Simeon last minute jio me out but sad lah i cannot go. Online and whole day at facebook. Playing Pet society. LOL. I know its lame but nothing to do so play lorh. Boys Over Flowers!!! I wanna watch it again! Oh ya. WHO WANT THE BOF NECKLACE AND EARRINGS TALK TO ME ON MSN!! I need more orders so the price cn be lowered. Tomorrow going school. Homework not done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE LIM ZHONG EN.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING BITCH.YOU ARE THE WORST BITCH I'VE EVER KNOWN. FIRSTLY, SHANETTE LEFT AND YOU WANTED TO TAKE OVER HER. NVM. YOU SNATCHED BEN AWAY FROM FION NVM. NOW WHAT? TRYING TO FILERT WITH DAVID AND KAIWEN? FUCK OFF LAH BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to ignore you but i have no choice. &lt;br /&gt;You don't know about anything. &lt;br /&gt;I hate you for being to her so close.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for not tell me everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for ignoring you.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-5099365397108272727?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5099365397108272727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/5099365397108272727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-was-singapores-44th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4788677481196674655</id><published>2009-08-07T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:28:55.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging at Simeon's house.&lt;br /&gt;Today wear red and went to school. They say 10am release but they dragg until 10.30am-.- Everytime lidat one lorh. After school went to arcade play Drum and Para Para. Meet Kaiwen, David and Yongjie at Kovan. Actually wanted to watch movie one but got damn friggin lot of people. Pei them go eat then went off. Online and chatted with Frederick. LOL. He damn funny can. He made my mood abit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know so much about filerting right then you can have them both. Do whatever you like. I'm invisible whatever. I'm gonna ignore you guys also. Treat me damn invisible then whatever she say you two follow. FINE. Follow her forever then. I am not going to care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;Kaiwen and David switch off my computer in school. All my programmes haven log out yet lah. Ignore both of them for quite sometime. Homec made pancakes. I made HEARTSHAPE one:) Volleyball training quite pathetic. We can only use one piece of wall for training cause the Sepak Takraw people took the whole place. When we leave that time. They damn KP lah. They behind us keep on jeering. THEY DUNNO ITS AN ENCLOSED AREA AND SOUNDS CAN BE REFLECTED AT THAT TYPE OF PLACE? I almost went deaf-.- My history got 19/25 and cher gave me two lollipop:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4788677481196674655?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4788677481196674655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4788677481196674655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogging-at-simeons-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7718451692987053169</id><published>2009-08-03T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:50:07.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so easy to get extended MC like 3days or a week. So many people absent today. Qing hong and Ben chew is going to be dead. Fion say she saw both of them at the gate in uniforms. They are going to be so dead seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Recess Sec1 and Sec 2 kena push up position by Mr Lawrance. After school went hougang mall eat lunch and follow Kaiwen to buy his band. Nono. Is follow him then i help him buy. Walao. Standing outside Blackout then got one HIHS guy walk out of the shop, look at me and show tongue stud. I think he purposely one lorh. Damn pissed larh dunno why. I want a tongue and nose piercing. Went to play tennis. After tennis went fion's house. We did sth funny larh. Kaiwen continued to prank Taowei about David losing his phne. Then use fion's house phne act as Serangoon MRT officer asking Taowei to go and collect the phne. Haha. Friggin funny. Taowei believed everything sia. In the end i call taowei faking that David's parents collected the Iphone-.- I ended the game and everyone is cheering. But its not over yet. The game still continue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCOTT TENG KAI SIANG. &lt;br /&gt;You deserve the beating. Try beating another girl agn larh. Teachers day you better go back to MBS. I WILL SURELY MAKE YOU LAO KUI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7718451692987053169?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7718451692987053169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7718451692987053169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-so-easy-to-get-extended-mc-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4360493935187079835</id><published>2009-07-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:40:20.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened recently. &lt;br /&gt;School have the smoking device-.- Damn shit man. Sure kena or sabo by people one lorh. People think that i want to sabo. Haha. So funny. If i want to sabo, i would write a email to principle and tell him long time ago. And ya. The new history teacher was boo shit man. She made me gave up on history totally. And now i have totally no hope on all the subjects. I've screwed up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money management programme. Love the teacher so much man! Seriously, he's the best after school programme teacher. He allow us to eat food in class. He never one scold us even we are damn super noisy. Every lesson he teach is filled with laughters and i enjoyed it so much. I like the bioing for the art pieces the most. So fun and shoik. One time i use all the money to bio for a art piece at $57,000. Damn it. Failed. Kaiwen's group bought it at $58,000. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;We were requesting to start early for friday programme but the uniform group people dun want cause they want to pon CCA. Then when we got the earlier timing, that bitch keep on look at us with that type of buay song face. I feel like walking up to her and give her one tight slap. Give what attitude? Retarted fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat parata then zhao. Haha. Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore! I want a Eeyore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4360493935187079835?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4360493935187079835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4360493935187079835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-many-things-happened-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-8011305612227595334</id><published>2009-07-15T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:38:06.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-8011305612227595334?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8011305612227595334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/8011305612227595334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-6070791908041010173</id><published>2009-07-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:43:46.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After sch rushed home and went to my uncle's funeral. Alot of people ask me if i got dream of numbers anot. Lol. Yesterday i never go funeral cause mom dun let. They yesterday had singing and it was featured in the chinese newspaper today, front cover. Went there prayed and burnt the house and car. Tmr nt going sch:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-6070791908041010173?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6070791908041010173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/6070791908041010173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-sch-rushed-home-and-went-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-4125713673849523774</id><published>2009-07-13T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:39:16.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a dream yesterday. It was about 4 digits coming out of my uncle's coffin. Mum and dad bought the number. Guess what. Missed by one digit. First prize somemore. Alot of money gone. Seriously. Alot of money and my princess room gone. A super large amount of money just gone lidat. But. My aunt won the prize. She never buy much so win around four thousand lidat. School tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-4125713673849523774?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4125713673849523774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/4125713673849523774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-dream-yesterday_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7330651199917105424</id><published>2009-07-12T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:15:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday,&lt;br /&gt;That bitch arh. When i talking to people she keep on looking at me. Fion also say that too. She damn fking kpo lorhx. She think i dunno she looking at me mehs. Keep your eyes to yourself larh bitch. Look look look. I knw i never wear specs very werid you also no nid to keep on looking rite. Talking abt this type of bitch, she's hopeless. So auntylike. Gone case. After sch went bowlling. Halfway went to buy pen and drink. I saw the mediacorp bus then told her mediacorp must be somewhere in kovan. But sadly we did'nt see any actress at that time. Then me and fion helped a lady. We did a good deed:) Went bowlling then went kovan to take bus. Yongjie told us '李南星' was there. We like siao lidat run to see. He fliming a show. Fighting with a cucumber. Lol. Went to hougang to buy contacts. We were talking then we talked about science. Immediately Mr Goh appeared infront of us. Fion bought her brown contacts and i taught her how to wear. Teach until i want to die. Her eye too small very difficult to put the contacts in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;House phone rang in the midnight. Waken by brother in the morning. He said that uncle passed away of heart attack. Eat bathe and rushed down to yishun. I expect a crying scene but i saw no one crying when i reach there. I learnt alot of things. I sat beside the coffin burning the paper for HOURS. Poor me. And just publish something in the newspaper cost $3000++. So expensive. Okay. Tmr shall go and help agn. Wednesday nt going sch. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7330651199917105424?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7330651199917105424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7330651199917105424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-that-bitch-arh.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7364797455447310380</id><published>2009-07-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:22:31.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot my beloved cousin's birthday. I feel so bad. I just went to read her blog and found out its her birthday. Luckily i was in time to wish her happy birthday. Have to get her a birthday present. Something that is related to penguins. Very difficult to find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Sasha's birthday. She never go school. Good lah she. I birthday still need go school leah. My new history teacher not bad but the lessons abit boring. Science did experiment. When the light shine on my phone so shiny larh. I act cute so what. I never purposely go and act cute rite. I dun think that me liking pink is acting cute. Its natural what. I also never purposely go and like pink. NOBODY SAYS THAT IT IS AN OFFENCE TO LIKE THE COLOUR PINK. So liking pink does'nt mean acting cute. Tomorrow i'm going to buy my pink file and pink pen. Nobody can stop me. And its so sad. I remember the first time i went bowlling with friends. They told me to get a ball. They never teach me how to choose so i got the pink one. I was wondering, so heavy how to play? When they saw me with the pink ball they was like 'ue siao arh? How to play with this ball? Ue play let me see. ' then they told me how to take ball. I took until the expert kind of ball. Haha. Blur me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahadur is going to kill me for doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE + LOLLIPOP= CHOCOLATE LOLLIPOP. He's the chocolate , she's the lollipop. Both mix together turns out very well. Chocolate lollipop is my favourite. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7364797455447310380?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7364797455447310380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7364797455447310380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-forgot-my-beloved-cousins-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-7384019906955131626</id><published>2009-07-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:57:49.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1111 cases of H1N1. I just don't get it. Why is the number increasing so slow. Nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow. Last minute doing homework. Wondering if the projector slide is working tomorrow annot. Just don't understand people. What's so fun with that thing? Damn childish. They have never think of the consequences. They not only spoil that thing, we learn less when teachers actually need projector but it is spoilt. Its a matter to the whole class,they affected the whole class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this saying. Others can take everything away from you but not your knowledge. What you have learnt will be your's forever. People can't steal or take it away and say its theirs. So, its better to store useful things than rubbish in your brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-7384019906955131626?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7384019906955131626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/7384019906955131626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/1111-cases-of-h1n1.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060984151394922105.post-1795370509469816096</id><published>2009-07-04T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:45:12.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost the bossaball match yesterday. It was a fair match. Before the match went bowlling with Fion, Joel and Yongjie. First time play bowlling one time strike:) Bahadur and friends went to play lan. They were late for bossaball but luckily there were other levels playing before us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was using computer for a short while when the phone rang. I answered it. That woman asked if i want to try the two science assesment that her son find it to easy for him to do. I accepted the kind offer by her. Damn fucking pissed after i put down the phone. Mum was talking about that woman when she reached home. Mum said that woman introudced 5 students to my brother's tution centre and got $100 popular voucher. Ya. That the rule, every student introuced $20 popular voucher but i think she abit money face ya. She got $100 popular voucher still need to borrow my maths assesment book to photocopy meh? She got real LV somemore leah. I told my mum about that woman insulting me and my mum scolded me. WTF. Where's the justice? Firstly, she insulted me. Secondly, my mum stand on her side. I just wanted to say, fucking hell what rights do you have, to insult me? You don' have the fucking rights. So what if your son is in Victoria secondary school, i know i'm in a fucking school where lots of people does not even know it exist. I got the PSLE marks that is so much lower than what i expected so i have no choice. Your son? Doing PSLE papers with a fractured hand.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to continue it. Piss me off completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya. People want come find me come. I'm very scared you know. I cannot fight against you but i know with one phone call i can say you harass me. Come try me lah. No need to say things so loud. Just come to me and say it in my face. I will take it as you talking to the air and ignore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i hear J***** voice, i feel like walking up to her and ask her to shut the fuck up. She talk so loudly and talk like a AUNTIE somemore. I wonder why the boyfriend *****i* will like her. Got boyfriend then say lah. Me and fion guess so long and wait so long then have prove to prove its him. Dun think you very pretty hor. I think the girl you hate so much is prettier than you a thousand time. So go home and think about yourself lah AUNTIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i dun have the rights to scold her cause i'm freaking ugly. But i still can change, slim down and remove my specs i can be prettier than her. The only way she can change her look is to go for a surgery but i don't think she will. Okay enough of scolding. 900++ people got H1N1 i doubt the school is doing to close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060984151394922105-1795370509469816096?l=mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1795370509469816096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060984151394922105/posts/default/1795370509469816096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife--myproblem.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-bossaball-match-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Qian yu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
