<?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-6880969</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:32:43.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ ii wish upon a s t a rr. __________//* +</title><subtitle type='html'>i'm myself. i live this world with mi, myself and i. ((:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>im over you</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>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113941423819568929</id><published>2006-02-08T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:57:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..suddenly i felt like blogging. all of a sudden after so many days and weeks, i miss school. i miss my friends. i miss those times that happy family were smuggling food into class.. those times right before o levels, those muggings that we all did. those times we had to stay back after school for lessons and those grumbles we all grumbled for staying back till so late. BUT, now they are now memories. ((: kinda happy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really really passes super fast. two months ago, my mum and i booked thw air tickets. and this saturday, i'm flying. hopefully, it will be really fun there! just me and my mum! ((: and i can already assume that pictures of me will come up really bad because i'll look super fat. )): what do u expect when u are wearing 3 layers of clothes plus a JACKET? haha. let ur imagination run pls. so slimming down doesnt really help. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still in the process of slimming down. haha. 10kg isnt enuff! theres more to come! hiaks. results are coming out on Friday and the soccer gang is coming over to my house after that. for "Chinese New Yr" haha. shall update again on why is it in inverted commas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been spending most of my time on game ever since my computer came alive again. i repeat, my computer is ALIVE again! haha. do i need to repeat again? d: hmmm, watched fearless ytd and its a really good show. nice story outline and all. haha.. i watched i not stupid too last sunday with my brother too. wow, its a really good show man. besides having a shuai ge, the storyline is really great. its like u can see urself in there. haha. yeaa. recenlty don feel like going to school. ahha and poof, i didnt go! since this week and my teacher called mi up this morning.. haha. and since theres something in my eye, its called yan zhen, i told my teacher i had it and she asked mi to rest more ((: haha. zhou ping, your so nice! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrytes. i think i'll stop here. coming up next would most probably be my results. will i make it or miss it? you shall see. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`it is the psycological barrier that i cannot break. those words never left my ears. it is still deep down in there, repeating over and over again. help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113941423819568929?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113941423819568929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113941423819568929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113941423819568929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113941423819568929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2006/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113715342995390222</id><published>2006-01-13T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:57:09.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrytes. it's beeeeen a very very very super long time since i've blogged. have i said that i'm in school? haha! currently "studying" in millennia institude (bartley). i was actually posted to tohtuck campus and i would not want to further talk about my stay there. cos it was totally horrible. so, i appealed for a transfer to Bartley! haha. of course esther was there to guide mi la. though the school is more lok kok, but the peeps there are more friendly, nice and sporting. haha! then i go to know esther's bunch of friends. they are cool. i love them! (: they made my stay in MI a really great one. not excluding my orientation group friends. haha. oh btw, we were the champion group. lalalaa. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week was mass lecture week. man, i can say that its boring. totally! but then not when it comes to break time or chaboting time. :x hahaha. pls larh, we ordered MacDonalds for breakfast for 3 consecutive days. and i only joined them in eating today. haha. yeaa, cool isnt it? yeaa. posted to classes liao. but no worries, i;m still with my group of buddies. lalalaa. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, now the bad part. firstly, i have a FUCK face. hmmm, i see man, just because i made a comment that i wanna sit on the new car, and i only kept it to MYSELF, i have a fuck face. for HIS information, i didnt even say anything to my dad mind you. wtf. and if i have a fuck face, your face aint any less fucked than mine. -.- secondly, i merely commented that SHE always used my thing without even asking. and SHE started SCREAMING and SHOUTING like a mofo [i just learn to know what it means!], and i kena scolded by my MUM. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its forever like this. the quarrels are never ending. NEVER. it is always in a case that when my mum is in a good mood, my dad will be in a bad one. and vice versa. i think, this is the reason i love to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being out = no problems at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i fucking spent my day, Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cursed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday to me is just like a routine. i leave home for school, come home and problem arises. so, in the future, never give birth to children with age gap more than 2 years. don torture them. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want, is a day of peace and joy within my family. just so simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113715342995390222?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113715342995390222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113715342995390222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113715342995390222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113715342995390222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2006/01/alrytes.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113567370285341201</id><published>2005-12-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T16:55:02.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. christmas is over.. whats coming up next? new year's day? haha.. brand new year coming ahead. yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;have been spending my days and night outside these few days man. ever since 21st?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st dec.&lt;br /&gt;met up with my PDP buddies and headed to town. yeaa~ its been so long since we all come together to sit down to talk and stuff.. we played pool and LAN. can you believe it? stephanie plays CS! omg. *scrreams* hahas. yea, i did alrytes. and i managed to kill some people alrytes!&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 12 that night. yeas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd dec.&lt;br /&gt;i think i stayed home that day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Dec.&lt;br /&gt;woahs. a very tedious day man. it was the sec one orientation day. darn. i was working that day.. at damai sec helping my mum with the uniform selling. you know, its kinda irritating serving those parents.. they give you that kind of "my son/daughter is in a top school" kinda face. cant stand! but some was really nice.. some of them thinks they are VIPS, just rush into the classroom and wanna buy uniforms when the rest are queuing outside for hours. -.- i wonder what's on their mind. hmmms, and the bad thing was that my stomach suddenly ached like mad in the morning. i felt like i almost died but then, i survived! (:&lt;br /&gt;after the hetic day, i headed down to springfield for my ROD. obvoiusly, i was late. haha.. by the time i reached there, they just started the video. bahh. and after the ROD me, sheryl, geraldine, charity, esther and lisa went to marina square to shop for christmas. and we reached there like about 9pm? and had our dinner then we went shopping. -.- everyone there was also rushing for time. haha.. last minute shoppers! but i ended up buying nothing. then we took mrt back to tampines cos my bro fecthed mi home from there. before meeting my bro, i went to meet mr poh to pass him the christmas present and card. haha. reached home 12 plus that day too. was darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec.&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up by mr poh's call. at bout 1.15pm. haha. i was sleeeeping until so song lar! haha.. then he call mi and say he going to town. meeting the people at 1.30pm?? hahaha. GUYS, so not puntual. :x so i went also lars.  haha. met jasper first then go tampines to meet mr poh. then on the way there, we stepped into MPH. haha. mr poh suddenly thought of getting a bible and we started to compare them. felix then found a chinese one and they started converting the chinese into hokkien version. -.- was damn funny la. then we met charity and lisa, then hui xin and geraldine! haha.. sat down at starbucks and talked. like the other years, i then headed down to my aunt's place to celebrate christmas. haha. i had to transfer into the northeast line at dhoby gaut to go to punggol. and know what? when i came out of the train, i saw this lady's leg slipped into the hole, between th platform and the mrt. omg. i was on the escalator. then all the guys chiong-ed there to help her and stuff.. some screamed. the door almost closed and the mrt almost went away. i wonder what will happen to the women's leg if the mrt went. after 10 minutes of struggle the women managed to get her leg off. phew.&lt;br /&gt;reached my aunt's place and had dinner. i've promise my mum to buya log cake. so i left the place again with my cousin and headed for punggol plaza. i wanna get candy canes! but all the places i've asked was out of stock. ai yo. then got a chocolate peppermint log cake! haha. left her house like about 2 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th dec.&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS~! haha.. woke up at 11plus and went to my cousin's place as usual. but this year is kinda formal. its held in a function room and had catered food. this cater don use paper plate alrytes. its exactly like u are in seoul garden, using those heavy plates and stuff. haha.. cost alot man. then i left the place at 6.30pm to went to charity's place for a steamboat dinner. haha.. was very very fun! we talked alot of rubbish. haha.. and then i helped geraldine and charity dye their hair. yeas. got my hands DYED too. ): then we were watching tv, and got this advertisement on ice skating i think. and mr poh was like, " lets go ice skating tmr "&lt;br /&gt;haha.. then we steady steady say ok lor. reached home at 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th dec.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up relucctantly lar.. was so so so tired. but still woke up. ai yos. met jasper first then mr poh and felix on the train. we went to SimLim first cos mr poh's laptop crashed or something. haha..then went to jurong. go IMM walk walk cos waiting for other people to come. finally, bout 4 plus we went to the jurong entertainment centre ar. started skating about 5pm all the way till 9 plus. i fell once, so innocently. i was standing there and someone just BUANG-ed into mi. kaos! BAHH! was really tired man. then i reached home at around 11 plus. watched superfunkies and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and was preparing for work and i suddenly felt the discomfort in my stomach. -.- then went to the toilet to vomit. piangs. then diarrhoea like mad. darn. haha, i was thinking, if i am not sick, would i be out again? :x tmr got class BBQ at vana's home. haha.. then 29th got TKGS concert to attend. 30th got chalet all the way till 2nd of jan 2006! 31st should be counting down with mr poh they all ba. (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, zach kor kor is in singapore!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screammms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiiao.steph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113567370285341201?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113567370285341201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113567370285341201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113567370285341201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113567370285341201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/12/woahs_27.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113473282568292750</id><published>2005-12-16T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:33:45.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. its been so long ever since i've blog. MY COMPUTER IS STILL DOWN. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks ago, at this time, i think i was just going out of my house, to meet my girlfriends for dinner. haha. time passes real fast man.. in a blink of an eye, its 4 weeks after the o levels and i got my results for the posting of school today. haha. got posted into MI (TohTuck) Science course. well, my mum told mi to go try it out. haha, and i am going to KOREA on Feb ! hahaha. hopefully if nothing goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now a days, i have been on Korea VCD spree. though some are damn sad, but then its worth crying for and watching them. haha, well, its a way to spent my time. if not, how did u think i've spent my days rotting at home? no job. haha, living like a tai-tai at home. lalala. good life eh? while people outside slog at the workplace. hiaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this 4 weeks, i've really had enough of HER. [people who know mi well would know who SHE is] if i could, i would really wished that she never came into my life before. because all the times we have been together, for a bloody 10 years, i have never been reminded by the happy times. all were the sad and angry times. i often tell her that i hate her, but i really do! i hate her, to the core! and sometimes i even feel like killing her. people often tell me to give way to her cause she is young. YOUNG? my foot. i think for all the things that she does, it is done on purpose. sometimes, i wonder what she really is thinking.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i look at my cousins, i always want to be like them. i've tried many many times. but everytime i tried to be good, SHE would always be the opposite. so, i gave up. now, talking to her is a chore. and i do not usually talk to her, if i open my mouth, i would be screaming. sometimes, she choose not to reply to what i've asked. so? why bother wasting my energy to talk to her. i;ve given up. she likes to interfere whatever i do. i HATE you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough. my brother gonna have a BBQ tmr. haha, should be fun. i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrytes, gotta go! watch tv looo.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOREA ! i wanna go korea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiiao.steph (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113473282568292750?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113473282568292750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113473282568292750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113473282568292750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113473282568292750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/12/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113333745767389402</id><published>2005-11-30T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:57:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. i officially finished watching "Stairway to Heaven".. it is quite good show, a good show to make u cry like u never did. oh well, that goes well if u have a caring heart (: not those wicked hearted people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alumni yesterday and it was greatt.. didnt had that kinda indoor combined thing for such a long time. i think the yan ge was really nice lars.. but donno why the others disagree.. haha.. nvm. went for 2i chalet after that and woahs, we stayed awake till like 5am? and we went out for a long long walk.. really long la.. haha.. our motive was to catch the sun rise but guessed what? we faced the wrong direction -.- ar, whatever. so we made our way back and reached like bout 7.30am. then almost all slept until 10 plus and we needa check out. and since that time, i didnt sleep until now. haha.. 2 hr plus of sleep! cool. and i don feel a single bit of tiredness in me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i reached home, bathed and sat in front of the tv.. all the way until now. amazing lar.. anyways, i think i gotta go soon. brother gonna be back. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its bad...not to haf ur own computer.. and even more bad to look at ur computer, but not able to use it.. argh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*now that i haf waited 5 yrs for u, it is now, ur turn to wait for mi in heaven! i LORVE you !*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SmileLykThat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113333745767389402?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113333745767389402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113333745767389402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113333745767389402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113333745767389402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113323910952291287</id><published>2005-11-29T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:38:29.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. my computer is down, really down.. so i spent my days 24/7 watching dvds and stuff.. u know, life without a personal computer is miserable. u needa go ask around for use of computer.. haish.. sad life. i hope it will be repaired SOON.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be going for the leadership camp ba.. since i haf nth to do at home.. hmmms, now on my way to finishing stairway to heaven and man, gonna watch full house really soon.. stairway to heaven is LONG man.. watch until morning also haven finish .. -.- later got alumni practice. finally.. but, i kinda lost touch with my trumpet lars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i'm using my brother's computer while his sleeping.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;i really find my sister a pain in the ass these few days., or should i say, i found it out LONG time ago. she has this evil mind lar.. donno what to describe.. totally different chracters from mi and my bro or should i say me? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh. no more maple. no more msn. more of sms and serial dramas.. and of course, more of band. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Like This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; s t ephanniie `&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113323910952291287?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113323910952291287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113323910952291287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113323910952291287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113323910952291287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113285163292621208</id><published>2005-11-25T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:00:32.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahhs. i've changed my blog skin just now. haha. u know, when ur at home, u just cant find anything to do.. .. then u start to do something that just appears right infront of you.. haha.. well, turtle changed her blog skin, so i change also lorr.. since nth to do also.. kaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going SP open house.. bored. turt came over to my place to watch the rainbow connection then followed by jodie, then eugene and joseph. -.- joseph come only make mi busy only.. spill the water.. shame on you JOSEPH! so clumsy.. haha.. they were.... NOISY. ai yos..&lt;br /&gt;and since i'm currently on the stupid medecation, i tend to lose my temper easier.. well, mood swings what.. its the side effect. (: haha.. so pardon mi for my mood yea? after they went home at about 7 plus, i felt so weak lar.. almost fainted that kind. maybe cause i barely ate anything for lunch. hmmm, yeaps.. dinner eat very little also.. wah, life gonna be so sad la.. everyday one and half meals. bahh. perserverance. gamBate! walalala..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ROD is really gonna be on 23rd December, i would cry lar.. haish.. so sway, gonna work on that day. argh! @#$%^&amp;*()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get my form A tmr too. tired liao.. gonna sleep. nitey nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyasumi~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113285163292621208?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113285163292621208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113285163292621208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113285163292621208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113285163292621208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/bahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113266962087894914</id><published>2005-11-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:27:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really hope that all that they all say aint true. hopefully.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if it is true? then she told mi nothing bout the truth but LIES. would i be able to handle it? i would perhaps feel so cheated and a fool of myself. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with the things that happen every day, without fail, to make mi feel so distracted and frustrated. i just feel like screaming! i'll just start and i'll nvr stop. hearing my voice and the echoes revolving round and round the world. isnt it cool? well, i don mind losing my voice just to vent all my frustraitons and anger out. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, its like what my brother say, part of the side effect of the medicine. MOOD SWINGS.&lt;br /&gt;am i going to be like this for the rest of my life? i hope NOT. but, i reallllly cant tolerate liars.. white lies? its kinda alright. arrr. i think i've got no more mood to talk bout more thing, until the truth is out..just these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not lie! because it would eventually be discovered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, brand new steph in a few months time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost. turt, whr are u ! come back ASAP. i MISH you soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie `&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113266962087894914?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113266962087894914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113266962087894914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113266962087894914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113266962087894914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-hope-that-all-that-they-all.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113242494148128199</id><published>2005-11-20T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:29:01.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo hoo. it has been a day and a few hrs since my exams have officially ended. i finally feel so relaxed and free. not being pulled down by any homework and stuff.. its kinda good life yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on the day i finished my exams. of course my girlfriends aka my happy family [ without the dog and maid ] went chilling and bitching around. lols.we had a real late dinner and after which we went for pool. good games cos i know how to play them finally ! but joseph won almost all the rounds. bahh. something magical happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine? my mummy pointed right into someone's butt because this guy has got this BUTT OUT posture everytime he attempts to "shoot". and there we go laughing and laughing. worst is that, muahahhaa, mi, video camed it. :x took photos too. ah yea, we took many many photos too. the whole thing lasted bout 2 hrs? and we were all so damn tired after all the laughings and stuff.. then mi , marmi and papa took a cab home. haha. great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i reached home and started packing until 4am. pack what? ALL MY BOOKS of course. and i threw away like 2 big bags of papers and books and gave out 3 big bags of guidebooks and textbooks to my juniors today. haha.. my room is ever so neat again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band today in the afternoon. and yea, i was welcomed with this message. something like... " come for what, go home la. bo sim. " well, of course its said by some idiotic person whom i worship la. haha.. donno who lehs. :x don go don go la! hahahaha. blehs.&lt;br /&gt;"no apetite to eat" and "ahh, you've grown fatter! " he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think i'm going to expo later for some laurier fair and then to junction 8 to view the xiao yuan superstar.. haha.. joseph persuaded mi to go but i rejected. bahh. i don wanna let the world know that i can sing :x&lt;br /&gt;adventure starts from now onwards! after bitching around for like 2 weeks, girls, lets go JOB HUNTING. we cant possibly spent the whole time yea??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh yes, i've just watched a cinderella story and Chad Michael Murray is darn cute! check him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adventuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie `  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ what is school? what are exams? ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113242494148128199?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113242494148128199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113242494148128199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113242494148128199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113242494148128199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/yoo-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113182080448630945</id><published>2005-11-13T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:40:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iLORVEmy*e730&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant load any songs up there. arrgh. i feel so stupid. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113182080448630945?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113182080448630945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113182080448630945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113182080448630945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113182080448630945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/ilorvemye730-but-i-cant-load-any-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113138809801451060</id><published>2005-11-08T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:28:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yea, the o levels has just started.. by the time it starts, it will seemed to be ending. its just a pathetic 10 tens days. number that u can even count by ur finger tips. sometimes, you wonder.. study 4 years just for this 10 days? well. we studied 6 years for our PSLE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the o level's opening paper was e mathematics paper 1. wasnt as difficult as expected. could do all the questions except a stupid one mark pattern quesiton.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i panicked. really panicked before my ss paper starts.. i was so afarid that i would just black out or otherwise, the topics that i studied on didnt appear. but god [mr poh! haha] blessed mi. and 2 out of the three which i studied came out! woohoo. but the way they phrased the questions was new, nvr done that kind of questions before.. but, nevertheless, i wassss still able to answer it, i guess. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda late or i should say early now.. i wanted to switched off the computer , but decided to came here to write bout some stuffs. kinda tired and i needa be in school at 8.30am, followed by studying with papa in school. gambatte! steph, you can do it ! with god's blessing! ITS ALL MEANT FOR ME MR POH! don bless the others :x [ yes, i'm selfish. d: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, to those taking pure history and sub science [ chemistry ] tomorrow, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams to steph! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恋爱ing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, by the way, sugi rox! bahh. his so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mayday ; sugi *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` wan anZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113138809801451060?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113138809801451060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113138809801451060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113138809801451060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113138809801451060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-yea-o-levels-has-just-started.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113083101143513568</id><published>2005-11-01T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:43:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hMms..time indeed fly past so fast. too fast actually.. the examinations that everyone is stressing for is coming..in just a pathetic 7 days.. well, practicals were kinda screwed up. so, i gotta do well in da theories.. shucks. especially during physics pracs. i fogot my wallet. and yes, that include my IC and ezlink. -.- then i went into the lab panicking and i saw the thermometer on the table. -.- thats even worst cos almost all my teachers confirmed then thermal isnt coming out. but it came out. &gt;.&lt; ar , everything's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall look forward to harry potter's movie which is one day before the end of my secondary 4 journey. lalala. i'm kinda sad that i cant be a seondary student anymore but more of the happy part. cos i need not face the school and my class. that old boring room of arrogant fools. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. 18th nov, pls come quick. fast ! while i study really hard. now, i shall go do some.... chem i guess. tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whoosh. gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie `&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113083101143513568?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113083101143513568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113083101143513568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113083101143513568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113083101143513568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-113016393777187584</id><published>2005-10-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:25:37.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr is my practical exam and wtf am i doing now.. worrying.&lt;br /&gt;quit quit quit. the losers out there only knows how to quit. don they know how hard the seniors out there train and practice to bring up the band. and now the members just wanna quit and stuff.. NO GUTS. LOSERS. the game haven even start wanna leave the game liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;   O&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;   E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;    S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh. i know i have to type this out b4 i can start to study. tmr is chem. i must DO WELL. i hope the examinations can end of fast and i'll be off to deal with my section. jia you. and yea, fark those losers out there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-113016393777187584?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/113016393777187584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=113016393777187584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113016393777187584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/113016393777187584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/10/tmr-is-my-practical-exam-and-wtf-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112990803529193494</id><published>2005-10-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:20:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELL.. i offered. and u said i didnt agree the first time. so, it aint my fault. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a fooking day spent. only the part in MJC was kinda....nice. the rest was terribly terrible. u feel so irritated after u wake up and someone just come to u and shout at ur bloody ears. arrgh. NON STOP HITS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what that has been done cannot be undone. wtf u wan mi to do. its the way u wanna look at the problem lor. and u chose to deal with it shouting. well. what to do. theres nth i can do. hurh hurh.&lt;br /&gt;i haf to off the computer by 12AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUITION AND STUDY TMR! YAY! =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112990803529193494?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112990803529193494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112990803529193494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112990803529193494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112990803529193494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112904441023095740</id><published>2005-10-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:26:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been blogging these few days.. maybe too busy with entertainment and studies as well.. hmmm, finished watching part one of prince turn into frog in one night, al the way till 5am, resulting an empty sit in class the next day.. hrmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch part 2 soon. now that its beside mi.. haish.. nowadays feeling very low. don ask mi why.. i don know either? nah, its not PMS either. hahA.. especially today. its really a bad bad day.. so many negative things happened today until i feel so... super duper down. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really really tired. school is bad. my class made it worst. my class....typical singaporeans. study study study and more study.. study say got study nvm.. study and say nvr study is bad. why must lie? is it very disgraceful? and some of the top students would always say after a test.. "fail liao la.." top student fail? what a JOKE! if they can fail, then i think, 4G would be useless. haish. friday is marking day, but i haf to be back in school for a test. sad life. i guess our class would be the only one class in the deserted school. argh. is this how the rest mug and prepare for the o level examination? i don wanna go to school! i wanna study at home! its more effective! walalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112904441023095740?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112904441023095740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112904441023095740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112904441023095740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112904441023095740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/10/haven-been-blogging-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112852883464986825</id><published>2005-10-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T00:13:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrrmm.. in just a blink of an eye, prelims have ended and the results are.. OUT.&lt;br /&gt;though its not kinda good.. but i guess its quite an achievement cause firstly, i passed all. secondly, i improved on 3 subjects! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. the results as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English   C6&lt;br /&gt;MT         C5 [ o lvl B4 ]&lt;br /&gt;Math      B3 [ ta ma de one more mark to A2. neh neh. ]&lt;br /&gt;Phy         C6 [ ''   ''     ''     ''       ''         ''       '' C5.    ''     ''      ]&lt;br /&gt;Chem      B4 [ yay! hooray! ]&lt;br /&gt;A math   C5  [ hooooray! from f9 to this. great JUMP! ]&lt;br /&gt;Combined humans B4 [ walalalala~ first time pass. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, my languages add up to be 11 lar! kaos. *punches* *slaps* *scrreams*&lt;br /&gt;and my L1R5 ish 27. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i am going to work hard, hard and harder. i am. yes i am! lol..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. been watching tv all these days.. but well, i do study in the night! =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i got the "prince turn into a frog" in hand.. wahahaha. i am going to watch it! yay! hmmm.. boring post. and its a miracle that at 12am , i am feeling sleepy and i'm sleeping soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.. good nites. YUMMY dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to the peeps taking their final year exams yea? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i am done-ou! * `laughs`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112852883464986825?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112852883464986825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112852883464986825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112852883464986825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112852883464986825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/10/lalala-hrrmm.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112779952544621443</id><published>2005-09-27T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:38:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hrrmm.. its been kinda long since i blogged ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm sorry but i was mapling and and watching tv.. :x omg. this is the first ever exam i slacked so much.. maybe because i studied before hand! which is kinda better lar.. u dont come and last minute mug and mug like siiao.. just read through the notes and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;POOF&lt;/span&gt;, your done! waahaa.. but, its not for mi to say..until my results come out.. whatever it'll be, i've put in my TSEB.. yarps. so, ifs its not good, i'll work harder for the Big 'O's and ifs it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOOG&lt;/span&gt; [for heaven's sake, it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt; happen.thought its just maybe, 0.01%] i may want to get into first three months! lols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[alrights, start dreaming steph.. =.= ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YESH. i stopped mapling for one month liao, and my addiction came back.. all my brother's fault! lolx.. i restart a new account and leveled up liao siiao la! omg. deadd. and today's tuesday! got..... the dragon show, followed by &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HEARTLANDERS&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SHOOTING STARS [omg, olinda's so cute ]&lt;/span&gt; then fa yi X dang an..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahahaha.. couch potato! but. sadly, i think i need to be at the hospital to visit my brother. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, i haf no school today. waahaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rights..i gotta go do some a math questions b4 i become a couch potato. got HAPPY SUNDAY at 3pm! hiak hiaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s t e p hanniie`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life without a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; is = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EFIL ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112779952544621443?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112779952544621443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112779952544621443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112779952544621443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112779952544621443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/hrrmm_27.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112715180207962458</id><published>2005-09-20T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:43:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hrmms.. and yes, another day of my life has ended. with a smile i guess..but not when my day started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;right. i had my e math paper 2 exam today.. and geesh. it's darn hard lar.. i mean, its difficult la, though i could do most of the question. 21 marks gone. =( sad-ed. what happened in between was more cursed! i was feeling so so so sleepy until i almost fell asleep, u cant blame mi lor, cause the weather was in such great conditions for sleeping.. well, i slapped myself abit and continued to gambate. then, my nose started to run and the mukus kept coming down. gosh. thats the worst thing. as it started to rain, i felt like unrinating. dots. i endure endure endure until i cant think liao, call teacher chiong go toilet. sad man. out of time liao still haf to go toilet.. ai yo. sway hor? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after that stepped out of the hall and looked for turtle. i was hoping that she said something similar to mi.. like.. " wah, quite difficult leh.. " but no.. she didnt said that, but instead...................."yes. i going to pass this paper! i can do thw questions.. ok what. " &lt;---- that was such a demoralising statement larhs.. like hopes all gone. and i some how felt so dumb and stupid. everyone out there is saying its easy easy and more easy. and i said its difficult? wtf? sad. whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;it was still raining, then i call papa to take cab with mi home.. the stupid security guard dont wan to open the gate for us.. so, we ended up walking in the rain to the bus stop.. hrmmms.. was cold like shyt larhs.. then got money also no taxi lar. wait so long. then reached home.. was hungry!! lols.. ate oreo with milk. then my dad came home with chicken rice. woohoo. but before that, i teared like mad. not because of anything else but my one time favourite: watching tv! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;watched the sunday's *white flame* the nurse one la! hahA.. cos sunday wasnt at home so recorded.. as i watched, i so envy them.. then the guy is like so so so sweet leh! haha.. very cute also. :x duh, who doesnt look at cute guys? lol. then the girl, cailing, started to cry.. and i also cry lar.. very ke lian leh.. =( sobx.. well, life still goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ate my lunch. i wanted to sleeeep, but then i was so afraid that i would end up sleeping all the way till 7pm, and my time would thus be wasted larh.. so i controled. and did one physics paper.. hrmm.. i know u must be thinking.. "stephanie? physics paper? wu eia bo?" haha.. but too bad, the fact is that i did it, and i did two today! haha.. :p hrmm.. and did all the way till 5 plus.. wanted to sleep at the sofa, but my grandma suddenly come and say wanna watch tv. =( then i kena chase.. so i ended up watching romance de armor.. omg , i know i'm spending too much time on tv.. haha.. :x watch half way ate dinner.. then blar blar blar watch tv again.. 7pm to 8pm. then. teng teng teng teng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i went to give out flyers to my neighbouring blocks.. my brother's company de.. hrmm.. its online tuition agency.. go look at it alrights? need tuition teachers then go there find. very good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matchatutor.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;www.matchatutor.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    hrmm oh ya..then putting those into the mail box is kinda tiring! hands pain and tiring.. and pls, guys, next time u see all these in ur mailbox rite, pls make an effort to read it and bring it home? its normally on one side rite, use the other side for rough paper? cause the person put inside the mailbox got hard time lehs.. haha.. :x hor?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yarps.. came home and watched tv again la! until 10pm then do physics again.. do until now very sian then come blog. since i have quite a lot to blog.. and i remembered to enlarge my fonts! =) and add colours.. i think i going to sleeep soon. actually i thought i could stay up through the night to chiong but now, i am kinda tired and no mood to study already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, i've been bugging my mom for a new phone since afternoon. haha! i am a bugger who mugs! muahahaha.. see ya peeps~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, wanna thank eugene LEE yu hao for dedicating song for mi in 933! hehe.. yes 933 rox. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wished for a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112715180207962458?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112715180207962458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112715180207962458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112715180207962458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112715180207962458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/hrmms.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112685214277604392</id><published>2005-09-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:29:02.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz.. yesterday was e math paper one and social studies and today english paper 1 and 2! yay! 4 papers down! lol.. 8 more days! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. stupid lor. sad to say. i'm kinda pissed once again. gawd knows why..&lt;br /&gt;hmm. for those who done this before, don do it again. for those who didnt, don do it. cause its kinda hurting to the party yea?&lt;br /&gt;don say ur head when ur fren ask u to help her with just a thin piece of paper. you may like to use.. "don wan la. bring home ur self.." instead of yr head. geeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. that was right after exam. and of course i walked away eh? then go bus stop. sadly, i missed the darn bus! gosh. every thing against mi. then talk to my class boys.. dots lor. don wanna say answer then don say larh! fark man. forget. then i think by the time u guys reaches 30, i think ur brains would be of no use by then. cos in such short time, 15 mins, u forget your answers. damn all of youu! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.. and gawd knows what's going to happen after this.. i've got 4 hours of tuition. how boring. dots. for now, i shall go and do physics june paper 05. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112685214277604392?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112685214277604392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112685214277604392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112685214277604392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112685214277604392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112670291714992619</id><published>2005-09-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:01:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES. i am in a farking bad mood now. having a farking flying pencil flying over to hit ur finger? FARK it biatch. irritating, moronic rude ass. need people help still so rude. don forget u still have ur parents to teach you.where's the manners? fark it.&lt;br /&gt;zzz. how am i going to study for prelims under such irritating and annoying environment? GETOUT! and farking leave me alone. argh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112670291714992619?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112670291714992619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112670291714992619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112670291714992619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112670291714992619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112645093592725912</id><published>2005-09-11T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:02:15.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yess. i know its been a long time since i blog. i know today marks the end of this holiday. so what? lols.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i havent been studying alot though. hmmmm. how how? did physics papers and a few a math paper. read through VENICE. thats it. gawd. lol. siian. tmr got school. first period physics. hmm.. d0nno what to bring though. hmm. after tmr will be exams all the way for 10 days. yay! hope it ends soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. rx ask mi what i gonna do rite after my last paper. hmmmm. at first was wanna do something to my hair one. but. think no need already.. haha.. zzzz.. how boring.&lt;br /&gt;lol. my mom said i study till crazy.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to downoad this game lar.. and its like 2 days already.. but haven even half! omg! hai. now 11pm ler. i'm not tired!! gonna study a few paragraphs of venice then sleep bar. wan an people! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112645093592725912?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112645093592725912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112645093592725912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112645093592725912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112645093592725912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/yess.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112593475506068619</id><published>2005-09-05T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:39:15.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahs. chat with mr poh last night. and yes. lols.. everything seems to be my fault eh? and everything only includes the bad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid pig. lols. stupid pig argh. stupid pig poh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently kinda pissed off larhs.. plus very tired also. make mi more pissed off. arrgh. hmm. how can people change so fast? lols. its such a drastic change. wah. lamer lor. cant stand all the actions lar.  bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veyr tired today. woke up so so so reluctantly to go for chemistry lesson larhs. then in the end zaki said. "i will try to finish up fast about 45 mins." dots. wake up so early in the morning for so little time. lols.. hmm. nvm. then went to band room. lols. and there the pig starts to suan mi and blame me for every bad thing that happens on earth. whatever that happens ar, he will sure find a way to come blame me. hmms. i'm used to it. =) he should be at the chalet sleeping now. pig what. lols. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to meet yg kor to study leh! lols.. do one  amath paper one then go for lunch then meet the rest of the soccer gang for movie movie. lols. one more chance is lame. so vulgar de movie. hahA.. out of 10 sentences they speak sure got a few got. "nabei. ta ma de" what else? lols.. hmm but at least, its kinda funny larh.. but the last part damn lame. hmmm. still got what. nth else la. came home then study lor. cause tmr night may not be coming home. got band chalet! yay yay! lols. turt don wanna stay over. stay over kies? plsplspls.&lt;br /&gt;hah. like typing to myself cause i know she's not going to see this. i bet she is asleeep now! lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZzz.. i know the pissed off part is kinda mysterious la.. but. there are many many sensitive people around yea? later they see see see then gossip gossip gossip. then buay song buay song buay song also dont  dare come say. lols. yes. yes yes. whats with my three word thing. lols. k larh. tired ler, no wonder keep laming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, to all those tkaing N levels de. jia you kies?! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phaniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ta ma de. wanna die go die youself. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112593475506068619?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112593475506068619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112593475506068619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112593475506068619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112593475506068619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/wahs_05.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112576969482978040</id><published>2005-09-04T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:48:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahs. its kinda a miracle that joseph is still awake now and his smsing mi his last sms. lols. his gone to sleep. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;where should i go tomorrow? i wanna study tmr! but at home? hmm.. lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be out of the home tmr! my parents and sister arent home tmr. but yg kor haven confirm with me where to go. he ask me to think lor.. hmms.. library is  no no option cause they bloody dont allow studying during weekends. hmm. where else? bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gonna try wake up early in the morning to watch the repeat of superstar. wahs, got to add alot of superstars today. all thanks to my primary school classmate. lols.. then got some of their msn too. lol. chat with candy just now. but nigel started the ball rolling. cause i got nothing to say and some how shy la.. haha.. :x u might be thinking.. "steph shy? no way!" lols.. wahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a guai kia + shy girl kies? hahA.. oh well. its going to be 2am. wannna wake up for superstar! omgomg. go sleep ler. hahA.. nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the song i'm looking for so long is on air now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112576969482978040?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112576969482978040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112576969482978040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112576969482978040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112576969482978040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/wahs_04.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112568063170725958</id><published>2005-09-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:03:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmms.. what else? went to school his morning as usual larhs.. hmms.. kinda bored though. english wasnt thatbad then chemistry then math then got this stupid decontextualised source based test.. bleh. dunno how to do lahh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went behind our school to look for the newpaper i looking for. lol.. walk for half an hour and i finally found it. snatch a piece and imeediately went to the counter to pay for it. =) yay! haha.. as usual, joseph and linyun bought it too.. haha.. hui xiang also got buy. weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. then it like started to RAIN? and i was like half way walking. so no choice, walked in the rain.. kinda like walking in the rain forest.. cause the whole place so quiet and besides, trees were all over. hmms. quite a nice feeling. by the time i reached home, i was really tired. bathed ate and went to sleep. needed to sleep badly lor, or else i would be able to concentrate in my 4 hours of tuition. hmm, i know my english suck for this entry cause i'm in no mood. lols.. wanna sleeeeep marr.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. lets see whats on the list of activities tomorrow cause i have currently no activities other than to sleeeep. hmmms.. rights. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*life isnt just about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112568063170725958?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112568063170725958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112568063170725958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112568063170725958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112568063170725958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112558993708905167</id><published>2005-09-01T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:52:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahs. kinda sad larh.. kelly isnt the superstar. well, she knows she did well. but, i thought that weilian sang really well for the first and second song.. hahA.. but kelly sang well in every song. =) yay. kelly has a album with universal music. i mean, whats the diff between playmusic and universal music? hmms.. who knows. going to be mid night soon and i'm NOT tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents just came back and asked me to sleep. what else? i mean, i can manage my own time. i know what i'm doing. duh. nvm nvm. dont care. wah, i sat down this afternoon and started doing A mathematics. WOAHS rite? hahA.. but i stuck at the question for so long larhs! heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr donno got phy test anot.. siian lor.. better bring my guide book in case have then can brush up last minute. hmm, the superstars put up a really good performance. jun yang sang really well, xin hui became very pretty and lin jun jie was so damn cute larhs?! omgomg. hahA.. kelly's duet with him was also great. they very pei leh! lols.. kelly and derrick also. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;superstar rox. filled my life with joy and excitedness and of course, sadness whenu see ur idol leaving the competition. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life goes on. and i believe, just give them a year, the fans would be tired and everything would stop until the second album comes out or anyhow, they decide to choose a second superstar. look, look at those singapore idols, also not very popular nowadays, just that they appear on tv. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, gonna off my computer lerr.. my darling needs to sleep too.. hehe.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wo ai ni..ai zhe ni.. jiu xiang lao shu ai da mi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112558993708905167?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112558993708905167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112558993708905167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112558993708905167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112558993708905167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/09/wahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112550282549295713</id><published>2005-08-31T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:40:25.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super duper tired now. but nevertheless, will blog first before going to dreamland to meet whoever. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahs. teacher's day celebration was still alrights. see those malay mina-s shake their butt like nobody's business.. kinda cool too. they will grow up to be really great dancers eh? haha.. the best part was after school larhs! we headed down to pavillion 2nd storey. yesh. Kbox. reached there round 10.35am and the place like half open. so we headed for TM's toilet. took kinda long time in there to change and stuff.. and joseph was like "what the hell were u all doing inside?" haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to NTUC and bought some junks larhs.. byt the time we reached the place bout 11.05.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there we were like.. WAHS. lols.. cos the queue kinda long already.. but we still got our chance to go inside larh.. first time worr, got some problems at first one.. then called my mom for help! lols.. then she taught mi lor.. cause she just went Kbox yesterday marr.. steady horr? haha.. hmms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing sing sing. sing so fun. love singing. lols. well, you will love singing when u wont sing out of tune and stuff lar.. haha.. =) bored-ed. then went back to TM for the toilet again. then outside the toilet got this girl started talking then......"chee bye la chee bye. kanina la."&lt;br /&gt;.....then when she walked away i of course kinda made a comment larh. then turtle gave mi that kinda look and said. "same pattern as you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots. dotted. hmms. was kinda pissed off at that point of time already. then she continued to add. " there, like this lorr.." wahs. was offended lar.. DUH. yea, i was like that BEFORE, not NOW. if i am now, i would have started my blog with some vulgars and stuff. but i didnt. i just scold for fun. argh. haha. but nvm, after that things was alright. went home while walking in the rain and slacked. i wanted to sleeep one, then the stupid joseph say wanna play gun bound.. so play lorr.. then he drag drag drag.. in the end no time to sleep.. =( no wonder i'm so tired. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. bought I-zhou-kan today. wahs, still cant accept the fact that jun yang and candyce kinda like each other.. how can it be?? one look so innocent whereas the other one too mature ler la.. haha.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. enuff for today larhs.. tomorrow's a day for mi to catch up with my dreams and of course, studies. hiak hiaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then. tataz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there with you*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112550282549295713?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112550282549295713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112550282549295713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112550282549295713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112550282549295713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/super-duper-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112541316979955783</id><published>2005-08-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:46:09.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahs, nowadays i really very tired.. no matter how long i sleep, i just dont feel refreshed. by the way, the last time i was refreshed was.... last thursday! hahA.. :x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was no study time for me at home. i slacked all the way, watch tv as usual. thats how i past my time.. hiak hiaks. *tv freak* *couch patato* lols.. whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sly ish so sweet! watched shooting stars just now lar! hahA.. he soooooo cute. omgomg. so sweet. so caring. hahA.. so perfect. omg. haha.. stop my nonsense.. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked all around tm and got myself 4 cards. -.-" kinda lame though. then met eugene and gang to get a present for my korr! wahahas.. i choooooose one. lols.. yea yay! hahA.. argh. in the end got him a ...... which can only be leaked out on the 1st of september. lol, after he officially receive his present.. hahA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood change:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fark lor.. everyone is asking mi to sleep sleep sleep. argh. its still so early can! wtf lor.. argh. i wanna shout into their faces. i cant stand it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wahs. if only..... haha.. well, shall no elaborate. hiak hiak. *evil* bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed offffffffffffffffffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps,kicks,shouts,punches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112541316979955783?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112541316979955783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112541316979955783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112541316979955783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112541316979955783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/wahs-nowadays-i-really-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112524369439844930</id><published>2005-08-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:41:34.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people, if you ever felt like you dont feel like talking, please, tell them straight into their faces. dont continue to talk like as if they owed you somthing, cause you can choose not to talk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored now. i dont feel quite good cause i seemed to have forgot something! so weird. went to singapore expo today. popular had a warehouse sale. hmms.. got myself papers, correction tape and a poster for the band! yeaa! hahA.. came home and started doing mathematics paper.. up till now, managed to complete one and a half lor.. its not a bad sign though.. it shows that i am practicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to chat with my primary school class mate for quite a while. wahs, not until she says ar, i really missed those times before.. those times where we will fight over a seat..those times we will always said, "dont friend you already" hahA.. where are they?? * deep down in my memories * miss my friends so so so much. well, i'm not trying to say i dont miss my secondary school friends though.. hahA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arms are still aching.. how weak. i'm really bored, and i dont know whats bugging me inside my heart. hmms.. i'm having a chemistry test tomorrow and i think i'm not going to study. having e math mock exam paper 2 too. hmmms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i'll stop here. i have nth in mind now. not sleepy. maybe i'll read my comic. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love everyone out there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112524369439844930?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112524369439844930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112524369439844930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112524369439844930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112524369439844930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-if-you-ever-felt-like-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112496802767540143</id><published>2005-08-25T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:07:07.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been since a long long time that i've blogged. hmms. missed me?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahs. i had 14 hrs of sleep last night! =) know why i used last night? cause i slept at 11pm! and i woke up at 1pm. and yes, i didnt go to school.. hmms.. it was kind of planned lar.. well, my parents had no objections! :x&lt;br /&gt;reason being i was really really tired. if i go on doing this [sleeping late and waking up early] i will fall sick. was really tired after tuition last night. after i reached home, bathed had dinner and soaked myself into the television. and i was kinda forced to do the social studies essay because radhika wants to collect it today.. so i did it..with my eyes, kinda closed. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason why i didnt blog for the past few days cause i was into this game which has been taking up my studying time. lols. i'm gonna cut down the hours i soak myself into that game. its like a craze man. control, steph, control!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims are nearing.. so near! just another 20 days.. i have to study more now! steph, you can do it!! and yes, i have this feeling that i am still being spied on. =( sad. sad.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i bought kelly's album yesterday! hahA.. quite nice.. she will be on tv life later! its 7.05pm now, gotta go catch my show! yea yea. bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*game-freak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112496802767540143?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112496802767540143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112496802767540143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112496802767540143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112496802767540143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-been-since-long-long-time-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112438275429628879</id><published>2005-08-19T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:32:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>他妈的!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could that bloody blind ass win? i mean, winning derrick is give him face liao.. but win jun yang? jun yang is talented! kaox.. then he just won him over like that.. very 不服气! hahA.. feel like go slapping him la.. anyways. kelly is in! woooohooooo.. my votes arent wasted. kelvin sux. hahA. sux sux sux. omg omg.. cant stand. argh. hahA.. my poor jun yang.. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobs. tmr got a math paper 2. and, i'm chatting and talking over the phone with yue ghim kor. lols.. and his like trying to get me study. after this post maybe. =) hahA.. level up maple again! so happy.. haha.. thanks xin yao! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeee. k la.. not much things to blog. just that got people spying on mi. omg omg omg. i must fire private detective liao. hahA.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*do you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112438275429628879?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112438275429628879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112438275429628879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112438275429628879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112438275429628879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-could-that-bloody-blind-ass-win-i.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112419001032067927</id><published>2005-08-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:00:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt so insulted. so so insulted. i mean, i've never thought about it at all! how could i be accused and they claimed that it was just a lame joke.. that is more than lame. its hurting. i dont know why he said all those stuff, but, its too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw the message, i was like, haha. who ever said that i liked him? hmms.. stupid thinking. but anyways, i feel so damn insulted. well, like my nick says.... -d0 n0t assume like as iif everything is like what u think. =( yes. i'm sad-ded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my gosh. she found out about my friendster! dots.. i shant say i hate her now cause that thing which i typed was quite a long time ago. oh my gosh. i felt so embarassed. hahA.. =x&lt;br /&gt;anyways, beware of what u type ya people? cause you never know who's watching ur profiles. hahA.. be it the principal or ur teachers.. hahA.. why not? the whole world is free to see those stuff that u typed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog more later. just wanna express the insults i felt in this post. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112419001032067927?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112419001032067927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112419001032067927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112419001032067927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112419001032067927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-felt-so-insulted.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112411888708977877</id><published>2005-08-15T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:14:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. didnt blog for 2 days i think. let me recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday went for band interview for alumni. yups. still alright. first time go interview like that. harhars. after that went to the back to eat and was persuaded by chen pei to go to her house. haha. watch the k-one video there and had quite hard time memorising their names. cos firstly,they were some how complicated and they looked almost the same. lols.. well, left for home at about 6. plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. sunday. woken up by my mom to go to my aunts house for lunch. was really tired larhs.. then because they got this concert to attend, we left for home at bout 3pm. reached home and immediately slept until all the way my brother came to kajiao mi. cause he just came back from genting. =) then he suggested that we go watch the fireworks since my dad didnt drive to the concert cause he very good citizen. lols. *drink, dont drive* harhars.. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7plus, i left for the fireworks.. oh yea, btw, it was the closing ceremony of the firworks festival. though the fire works were at marina south, but my brother somehow knew this not-very-secret-but-considered-secret-place where te view was magnificent. it was in some constuction site at tanjong rhu road. hahA.. though the route in was really bumpy, it was worth it. hmms..&lt;br /&gt;8pm, the fireworks started.. woahs. no words could describe my feelings at that time, cause it was far too too too nice. wahs. cant stand.. i was busy looking, shouting and filming that wonderful scene. wanna see? msg me in msn, i sent you. hmms, for now, i shall post some not very nice pictures onthe fireworks, but also quite nice. lols. i'm sorry, i'm contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/320/DSC09418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;its even nicer than this larh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;came back and started revising only a bit of a math. and a bit meant 1 and a half questions of differentiation. lols. then played maple story all the way to 2am while talking on the phone. cool. lols.. got to know this guy, whom so qiao is my band senior's friend. what a small small world. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yupp, i was just doing physics and felt like blogging. cause i'm bored and waiting for nigel to play maple. hahA.. well, for now, i 'll continue with physics..! x))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/320/DSC09408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ha. mi on my dad's car. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112411888708977877?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112411888708977877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112411888708977877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112411888708977877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112411888708977877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/woahs_15.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112386475019025449</id><published>2005-08-13T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:39:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. got back my mother tongue results.. guessed what? hahA.. no Cs lar.. its b4.. yupps.. not sad over it and not too happy over it either. =)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i not going to retake it.&lt;br /&gt;turtle was real sad bout her results, hope that she can get better grades the next time round. yup yup. and yes, i kinda screw up my oral topics la. especially the conversation part. i cant talk. i cant. argh. why? nevermind. its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, i forgot to comment on my mt oral. it was bad. really bad. thats why i've decided not to tretake cause i think it wouldnt help much. i had just a mere pass. talk ya i cant talk. people whose chinese was so pathetic could even get a merit. and me? a mere pass? wahs. maybe its because of the bloody china teachers. yes, china sucks. :x [no offence]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really nervous when it was my turn before the oral thing finally begins. and our fellow top student of my class spoke for 20 bloody minutes and caused our class to be jammed up. the next team is like 2 people faster than us. gosh. feel like beating her up, lols.. not for anything else but just for the words that came out of her mouth. WHY MUST SHE SPEAK SO MUCH? lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tuition just now.. did a chemistry paper one [SCGS'03] and a whole physics paper [yishun secondary school] kinda ok. wahs.. calculated my goals. if i can get L1R5  less than 20, i would be really really happy enough. i dont have such high expectations cause i know myself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my chinese has a 4 already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: 5 hopefully 4&lt;br /&gt;chinese:4&lt;br /&gt;SS: 5 hopefully 4&lt;br /&gt;E math: 2&lt;br /&gt;A math: 3&lt;br /&gt;physics: 3&lt;br /&gt;chemistry:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. how bout this? though its kinda pathetic.. only a distinction.. hahA.. it shall now be the goal that i'm looking forward for now! and yes, i will do my very best. prelims are coming really soon and i got to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go steph go, i can do it! wahahahAs. tourism/accountancy, here i come! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. have to attend the stupid, lame, uninteresting, waste-time literature lesson tomorrow. after which i have to go for an alumni interview? also dunno what is it on. another oral session? gosh. i'm dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the sweet smile that warms the heart.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanished-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112386475019025449?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112386475019025449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112386475019025449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112386475019025449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112386475019025449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/woahs_13.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112377385884291482</id><published>2005-08-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T23:24:18.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoNg hoNg~wat am i waiting` says:&lt;br /&gt;wat will u do if derrick is realli elimanated ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: cry. duh. hahA.. though its kinda stupid la.. but, i'm an idol-freak. got that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 mins more to superstar results.. after which i will head straight to bed cause i'm having english oral tomorrow. gosh. i'm kinda nervous now can? while reading i started stuttering already. tomorrow how?! haix.. by the way, mt o level results are out tomorrow after 9.30am. another one to worry on.. cause tomorrow marks either the end of my journey of learning chinese or continue for another term. seriously, who would wanna continue? if i can just see a B on the paper. i will cry for joy. lols.. my mum said.. " u get b3, i happy like crazy already" so u can see how poor my chinese is.. u might be thinking.. chinese not good, english good lar? uh ah.. my languages sux. thats why my thought and dreams for JC was gone long ago. [ 1 month ba] i will neverbe able to survive in JC. never. haix. accountancy/tourism. yupps. these two courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. very bored, nervous and excited. bored because i have just got no mood to study, though my chemistry ten yr series is just beside me right now. well, i did a few quesitons just now. and nervous becuase of tomorrow. excited because of the results later on. would i jump for joy, scream or burst into tears? time will tell.. its coming. in 9 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;绝对superstar - 有你就有他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeeeeze. all da best derrick, jun yang and kelly. lalalla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hong zhi. pls stop cursing derrick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112377385884291482?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112377385884291482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112377385884291482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112377385884291482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112377385884291482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/hong-hongwat-am-i-waiting-says-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112368650618701505</id><published>2005-08-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:08:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got kinda many things to blog tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dragged out of bed at 11 plus to go for brunch with my parents.. haha.. actually didnt want to go, but just join them for fun cause i've spent the whole day and night out the day before.. went to somewhere near maha bodhi school to have brunch. i ate fishball noodles and i stained my white billabong shirt! gosh! one minute it was plain white, next minute got orange spots! 3 spots somemore! *heart aches* hahA.. then went to some where near tkss to buy stuff for my mum's baking stuff.. and yes, she's gonna make more cheese cake for me. and since mooncake festival is coming, she's making mooncake with lots of egg yolks! wahahahas. for those who are craving for food right now, guess you better stop reading this.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, after all those baking stuff, we headed for the spectacle shop to get my glasses adjusted. my glasses are getting too irritating when i'm taking photo shots.. it bloody covers my eye.. hahA.. my eye small enough already, cover already become one line.. -_-. just like this. :x&lt;br /&gt;right, so my glasses ok now already.. hmms.. then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i reached home, started gunbounding with joseph.. haha.. then half way he went downstairs to get some stuff and never returned.. :x then i started to do my chemistry ten yr series, all the way till 4pm. i had to meet turtle at 5pm bedok interchange for tuition and i was still home at 4.55pm. =x i'm sorry turtle.. hahA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition, my dad fetched me and we headed for people's park cause my brother's going to genting tonight with his friends.. i thought i wouldnt be able to catch superstar at 8.30pm but i reached hom at 8.30pm! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm gonna start my complains! hiak hiak. anyway, for those who supports weilian, pls leave. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could the bloody wei lian score higher than jun yang and derrick?! i think he isnt up to the standard! oh gosh.. he is blind for god's sake. ever imagine if he is the superstar? and he gets to have his own album? and on the front cover is his face? with his eyes dunno focused where? hmms.. i know i'm getting kinda evil now.. alright, i'll stop. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jun yang sang alot more better than the bloody M1. and derrick sang well too. but why are they one of the last? [though theres only 3.] argh. derrick looked cute today as usual.. hahA.. anyways, my mum said jun yang has this singer kinda look. i agree! woohoo. tmr's the result. i'll either cry or jump for joy. lols.. lets hope that i'll be able to jump for joy. tomorrow's kelly performing! yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. currently talking to my long lost kor.. hahA.. brandon. he seems so busy few months back. but then now, he talking to me! haha.. yea. and farhan asked me to blog bout him. yea. now i shall say. he is bad! =x wakakakkaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. gotta go talk to my friends.. tag people tag! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan an~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jiang nan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112368650618701505?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112368650618701505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112368650618701505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112368650618701505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112368650618701505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/got-kinda-many-things-to-blog-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112359525544154831</id><published>2005-08-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:47:35.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woahs. finished watching the national day parade.. why isnt the band on tv?! dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;didnt get to sleep the whole night.. x: imagine when u guys were sleeping like a pig, i was there with my friends playing captain's ball, stepping people's balloon, running around, doing push ups, sit ups and burpies? yupp. thats what i did through the night.. damn, my hands are bloody aching now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;took a direct bus home from bishan[ i think ] and dragged my heavy legs from the bus stop home.. was really dread by the time i reached home. i rushed into the toilet immediately and bathed. afterwhich, i jumped into bed and fell asleep eventually..within minutes.. hahA.. i remembered being interupted during my sleep by my sister and godbrother, taking the mickey mouse gloves waving at me.. hahA.. well, i stil slept with them bothering mi.. =) call mi a pig, i dont care.. i'm sleep what! its ok to sleep! =) so, i slept from 9 plus all the way till 6 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i saw my handphone clock at 1803 hrs and i jumped out of bed.. lols.. cos i knew i was late for the show.. but then, i found out that there isnt any band performanced..&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LIARS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so, now watching my tv As usual! =) by the way, joseph is struggling with his blog.. hahA.. he said.. " now then i realised my english is not good! " hahA.. joseph, glad that i realised it. but isnt it abit too late? :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boring. gotta start studying later.. cause played for two days already. must study study study..! =) study hard steph! you can do it!! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;weeeeeeeeeee.. gotta go continue my tv shows.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ha&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;iie &lt;/span&gt;`&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;i'&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; co&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;fus&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;d!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/320/brasses_f0rmal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            `those were the days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112359525544154831?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112359525544154831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112359525544154831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112359525544154831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112359525544154831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/woahs_09.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112333934535390610</id><published>2005-08-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T22:42:25.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up reluctantly and went for literature lesson which was totatally crap to me! i slacked through doing some questions on chemistry.. moron said that chemistry was cancelled, and i sort of liked it.. not because i ahted chemistry, but i could go for band earlier in this case.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i joined the band in the school's ndp parade, though boring but at least, i could be in the band like how i used to! i just missed those days man.. those running could keep me exercising, while now, studying and eating whole day.. =(       i lurve band! =) i didnt really practiced on the scores at home for the past few days but just did my notes and stuff. and i'm kinda surprised that i was able to play the songs without the scores.. [memorise,fool!] my hands were aching all over due to a long time of not being in a sqad playing instruments and marchign at the same time.. =) but i enjoyed it very much.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed home cause my mum told me she was leaving for my uncles home but she lied! haha.. i went home, bathed and could stillt ake a half an hour break, eating two pieces of cheese cake then set off for seng kang.. not very bored there cause was watching scv channel 56.. the shows there are damn lame and funny.. hiakhiaks.. that is an obvious reason why i'm so lame.. haha! i'm looking forward to monday! yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'm going to dreamland to meet some person out there.. haha.. god knows who he is.. i'm really tired.. perhaps, today is the first time in the many weeks that i slept so early.. is it a record? =) who knows? haha.. bye and nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*falling so deeply..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112333934535390610?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112333934535390610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112333934535390610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112333934535390610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112333934535390610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/woke-up-reluctantly-and-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112316907454533375</id><published>2005-08-04T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:24:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. seemed like so long ever since i've blogged.. reason for not bloging is because i am realy tired.. emotional and physically tired. imagine sleeping at 1-2am every morning with no naps in the afternoon? yup. i'm leading that kinda life.. realised that my eyebags are getting darker. as well as heavier.. bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;yea.. my mum came home from thailand last night and got me many many stuffs.. mostly were my things.. 4 billabong pants.. 3 billabong shirts.. socks.. etc.. haha.. i feel so fortunate..! x)&lt;br /&gt;i love my mom! she rox.. hahAx.. yup. i'm going to gamathon.. wonder if i can stand thru the night or not.. its during national day eve until the next morning of national day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had a social studies test on Venice.. i studied tilled 2am last night can? and managed to studythe rise ONLY.. and left the fall, therefore, i couldnt do the question on fall.. duh! haix. put in so much effort for this test.. but nvm, its also preparation for prelims.. so maybe prelims no need to study so much.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda scared. scared because the time is flying so damn fast.. weeks after weeks and soon it would be the prelims.. then the o'levels and it shall be the freedom i long to have.. =) i wanna try going into JC for the first 3 months cause i wanna try out the life in there.. but my brother said that if i decided where to go, dont try JC at all.. hmms.. JC girls always put an impression on me that they are really cool and smart people.. hahA.. i wanna be like them! =) by then, diet officially starts. weeeeeeee~[dont laugh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently waiting for the superstar's results to be out and also at the same time, doing physics, chatting online and waiting for choo to finish bathing. *stinks*&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. got to know quite alot of friends these few days.. not know know but as in, know and talk together.. they are cool. haha.. eric, joseph, hong zhi, joseph's gang.. haha.. cool man. i wana know more frens! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 minutes more. i know after the results i sure pengsan one.. cause i really cant take it anymore.. my eyes are just going to shut off. thus, i needa sleep early [12am] tonights.. =) i know to some its not early.. haha.. alright.. fellow readers.. here i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. today's hong zhi and eugene lee's birthday.. may they groww tall tall, eat full full everyday happy happy! =) yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112316907454533375?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112316907454533375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112316907454533375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112316907454533375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112316907454533375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/08/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112281941641442822</id><published>2005-07-31T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:16:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right.. think that national library is a good place to study? think that its new and nice? yes.. but only the first impression..&lt;br /&gt;shucks.. i just came back from there and it isnt that great.. with that nicely built structure and the gush of wind that welcomed us, we thought that was a perfect place until.........&lt;br /&gt;1. we waited more than 5 minutes for the lift&lt;br /&gt;2. we were not allowed to bring our bags into the library&lt;br /&gt;3. we took out our books and left our bags in the lockers&lt;br /&gt;4. guess what? books also not allowed! *long pia*&lt;br /&gt;5. we went down 10 storeys to search for places to study&lt;br /&gt;6. no tables available but big big patch of carpeted floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we settled down at 10th storey.. kaox.. and it took them quite long to chase us out of the bloody place.. just as we were about to leave for food, the lady came over and said.. "are you all studying?" duh.. we said ya and started packing.. screwed up place and we took bout 15 minutes waiting for he lift once again and getting down to ground floor. gosh. i will not get into that place ever if i can. and we = linyun and joseph and steph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then headed for food.. but before that, bugis junction 3rd storey.. *pretty in tokyo* woohoo. dragged joseph in to take with us.. quite fun.. yup. then we headed to KFC. had rancho and cheese fries.. sure gain few more kgs again.. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did chemistry till 2am this morning and i had only 7 hours of sleep despite the weekends.. why? cause i thought something happened to my precious turtle.. she didnt pick up her handphone and her house phone also no one answered.. she replied this morning and i woke up to reply her.. so turtle, if you're reading this.. pls be touched.. =) cry. go on! in the end, she said she was too tired.. =/.. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea, we went to valley before heading for library.. and i am quite glad cause i can play finally.. now, i know it's nice to be sixteen.. indeed, i've learnt something new.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. gotta go do some work now..maybe physics else.. i will die on the first period.. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie ` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*勇敢去爱* k-one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112281941641442822?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112281941641442822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112281941641442822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112281941641442822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112281941641442822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/right_31.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112256712024482161</id><published>2005-07-28T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:12:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs! derrick, kellyand jun yang is in!! their in the next round.. cool. once again i can see them perform again! so this sunday's taken.. i shall ask turtle out and head down to IMM!! weeeeeeee~ how exciting.. my mum is leaving on saturday morning and she insists that i stay home! =(&lt;br /&gt;but well.. i should be going out on sunday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's e math paper 2 mock exam and i only realised it this morning during assembly.. well.. got the first question full marks.. haha.. but then.. can pass i happy enough. =)) cause i didnt study..&lt;br /&gt;woahs. superstar is going to end soon and nigel choo hasnt bathe..! he said he was going to bathe at 11pm but he fell asleep. pig sia! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad man.. to those who cried during superstar.. wei cong and ruth is out.. why weicong ar? why not jason.. jason got this very *zhuai* face can?! next wednesday got derrick and jun yang again!! yeas. stupid me who missed it last wednesday.. got to catch derrick on tv on sunday! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. wondering why i can blog at such an early hour? yes, my computer ok already!! all thanks to jonathan. thanks alot man.. vincent and jasman too for accompanying there. vincent just sat down there, smsing and kept saying.. "your heard disc crash already.. no hope.." wei! got hope ok? my computer's alright now.. gotta do more backup and then reformat my computer!! =) right. its 12am now. good morning people!! gonna read my storybook before i go to bed..! x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i've changed my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112256712024482161?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112256712024482161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112256712024482161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112256712024482161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112256712024482161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/woahs-derrick-kellyand-jun-yang-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112237430735811319</id><published>2005-07-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:38:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahs. i passed my chemistry test! yea. i kinda like chemitstry more than physics now.. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaas! cheoh didnt come for 2 days, which meant for the week, we just have to see her for another 35 minutes on thursday!! cool man. i dread seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;didnt do well in my english oral. i toldya the teacher slept while hearing me.. *signs* i'm just not the oral type. let me off!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a teddy bear from sharifah and priscilla today.. thanks alot.. =) its damn cute can?! haha.. like me.. =x. [joseph, dont you ever laugh. i know you are laughing now! shhh!]&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i miss my computer, alot, especially my mp3 in it.. =( lets pray and hope that it will get well soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about today.. yupp.. came back after chemistry practical test and started doing my chemistry ten year series.. very good girl right.. i know.. =)) and yes.. i am going to work hard! though i slack all the time usually.. i will do well! and i must!! but if i dont.. then i have nothing to say.. =) think tomorrow got a mathematics test.. on set theory.. yupp yupp.. x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care and see ya tomorrow if possible!! x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lalalala~ nvr letting go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112237430735811319?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112237430735811319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112237430735811319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112237430735811319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112237430735811319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112228468034794324</id><published>2005-07-25T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T17:44:41.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happi birthday to mi..&lt;br /&gt;happi birthday to mi..&lt;br /&gt;happi birthday to stephanie!&lt;br /&gt;happi birthday to mi.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i sang well.. dont be jealous.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i had a great wonderful birthday celebration! weeeeeeee~ if only.. nvm. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;i received all the things that i ever wanted.. but, just not a handphone! argh.. haha.. nvm. i shall get it myself.. wallet, bag, handphone pouch, perfume, keychain, pencil box and stuff.. thanks guys.. thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sad thing is that.. my computer is officially down! right after hao yi used it. damn! my poor computer, from today onwards until jonathan tries to fix my computer, i would be like a ball being kicked away while using people's computer.. by the way, i'm currently using my brother's computer.. and when his back, maybe i'll go over to my mum's room. sad. i am like a wandering ball.. many things happened during these few days.. be it happy or sad, it happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout yesterday.. it was like, every damn thing was getting on my damn way.. today was quite alright.. cos.. CHEOH WASNT HERE!! wooohoo... haha.. yea.. she is night mare to me.. i hate seeing her.. i miss all the files in my computer.. if their gone, kill mi! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from school not long ago.. well, i passed my math paper 1 mock exam, but.. just a mere pass by 3 marks. its not good enough but i didnt study at all.. haha.. had organic chemistry test this morning. it was quite alright.. why? cause i studied. i wondered how i will struggle doign the test if i didnt study last night.. had trigonometry test today too! haha.. when's physics test? god knows. the bloody cheoh dont want to telll us and hse is sick! serves her right.!! lols.. i'm evil. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay over on saturday night was fun. stayed at the basketball court until 2am i think.. lying there listening to music. too bad, the stars werent there for me to gaze.. =( but nevertheless, i really enjoyed myself that day! cake was delicious. food was terrific. thanks mum! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i think, i should go take a bath and be back. since my computer's down. i may not blog that frequently anymore. take care my faithful readers! joseph, eugene i meant u! haha.. yes u! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*how nice if you were there.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112228468034794324?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112228468034794324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112228468034794324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112228468034794324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112228468034794324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/weeeeee-its-my-birthday-happi-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112204883493686564</id><published>2005-07-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:13:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i received 3 presents just now. WOW. an Elle bag and a MYUK sling bag.. how cool.. its nice being the birthday girl. x) weeeeeeee.. party's later, in about 17 hours later or so?in which 8 hours will be spent sleeping and the rest at home and in band.. went to blk 85 after tuition to meet up with my parents and their friends, then received those wonderful presents.. thanks alot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke with eugene on my HP, i know its going to cost me a bomb. he seems to be troubled and i think thats the reason why he isnt recovering from his bloody illnesses.. well.. cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet turtle isnt coming very early tomorrow! she is going to catch a movie with yue ghim! woohoo. is it a date or just a movie watching kinda day? well, i dont know. =)&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda improving in my chemistry and hopefully, i want to get at least a 3 during prelims. i hope i can. and i got 30/40 for physics paper one [ the paper i did in tuition] ya. people reaidn this might think its just 30. but, i always get only 20+.  my target still remains at 35 and will soar even higher the next time i hit my target. woohoos. i gotta start practicing on my a math. then my 3 main worry subjects will be done. then go on to my social studies then lit. yup. thats how its going to go on and on..&lt;br /&gt;going to school everyday. coming home after school. feeling damn tired and stuff. when will this end?? *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares. i'm going to sleeep. well. nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*parrty parrty~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112204883493686564?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112204883493686564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112204883493686564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112204883493686564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112204883493686564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-received-3-presents-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112196482321855759</id><published>2005-07-22T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:53:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right.. its 1am now and i dont feel a single bit of tiredness.. nevertheless, i still have to try to sleep.. i've got 4 hours of tuition tomorrow and mini-party~ weeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3 more days to my birthday and i am getting quite excited.. i'm quite worried for the upcoming party in one day though.. people will definitely complain of boredom. please, entertain yourself. haha.. there are approximately 22 people coming, i casnt possibly split myself up! x)&lt;br /&gt;but i will try try try my very best. one thing good is that most of them know each other except my band juniors.. hiak hiaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish list: handphone&lt;br /&gt;                 mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeee. how expensive. start saving steph!! yup. tata~&lt;br /&gt;nitess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'll never let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112196482321855759?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112196482321855759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112196482321855759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112196482321855759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112196482321855759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/right_22.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112187545898117997</id><published>2005-07-20T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T00:04:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is getting more and more boring everyday.. mrs leong said that the nathan said that if the class is not clean, teachers are not aloowed to start lessons.&lt;br /&gt;oh please.. you think this can work? uh-ah.. the students will not clean the class but make up more mess as most of them doesnt want to have lessons.. DUH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forcing springfielders to study?&lt;br /&gt;GET ALIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;springfield is a neighbourhood school.. no use forcing us to excel acadamically.. why not just let us excel in CCA's and stuff? thats what our school is good at? why bother to change.. its better than having no achievements.. springfield is totally ruined.. ruined by our bitchy principal.. [oh, its such an insult to the female dog..]&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. other that all these.. our pathetic graduation night for the graduating students, held in our pathetic and old hall every year.. HAS BEEN CANCELED.. WTF. having graduation nights in the hall is pathetic enough. now, its canceled. how fucked-up a school can be.&lt;br /&gt;our year book is also said to be canceled off and of course, that includes our class photos.. cant we take photos as a class? for memory? cause we are leaving this damn school? cant we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up school system with pathetic staffs around.. haix.. i'm the unfortunate one in it..&lt;br /&gt;man.. don't ever get into springfield..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. enough bout that.. school is as usual, getting more and more B ORING! the ground's wet this morning and therefore i headed class immediately alighting from the car.. sat down and started doing A math. damn, tomorrow's my e math mock test paper 1. class started and... it was damn boring. *cheers* theres no physics today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my prelims english oral taken this afternoon as well.. not too bad..  but, the teacher slept when i spoke.. he woke up each time, saying.. I SEE&gt;.&lt; i wonder if he listened.. went to had MAC DONALDS cause of turtle's idea on western food.. my diet plan has currently stopped. and i think i gained 2 kg today because of the meal.. man. i gotta start it once again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*its all about you you you.. its you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112187545898117997?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112187545898117997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112187545898117997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112187545898117997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112187545898117997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/school-is-getting-more-and-more-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112178736583513740</id><published>2005-07-19T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:36:05.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after much ideas were given on whether i should celebrate or not..&lt;br /&gt;i've decided....&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not inviting lots of people.. just those whom i am close with.. reason being that my friends are too noisy and *dinosauraus*. yeaa! got an even early celebration.. which is on friday after my tuition at blk 85-hawker centre. my parents' friends are celebrating for me.. but well.. its just another gathering for them to drink and talk anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back for band. they had a NDP rehearsal today and i mistook it for the padang one.. =x and thus, i gave khairul the wrong information.. i'm sorry khairul.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's english oral.. * screams * reading the bloody passage is still alright.. at least its alot more better than those passages in mother tongue.. i dread them, alot!&lt;br /&gt;picture discussion = dead.&lt;br /&gt;conversation 1 = murdered.&lt;br /&gt;coversation 2 = burnt&lt;br /&gt;i'll die a tragic death tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's got tuition! relative velocity.. weeeeehooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm confirming the number of peeps coming by tomorrow~ sorry. food's non-halal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way.. its 11.34 pm now and its 26 minutes more to xiiao yunN's sweet sixteeen!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthdaay~&lt;br /&gt;*cries* u can watch NC 16 5 days before me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people.. 5 more days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i'm not moving on.. never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112178736583513740?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112178736583513740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112178736583513740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112178736583513740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112178736583513740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/after-much-ideas-were-given-on-whether.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112161399338049328</id><published>2005-07-17T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:26:33.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 12pm today. it was a cool 11 hour sleep..though i still felt tired, i knew i had to wake up.. parents were out, including my sister.. my dad came back half an hour later while i was watching madagascar. my mum wasnt home. weird. so i asked my dad -_-" duh.&lt;br /&gt;he claims that my mum was downstairs.. hmm.. for what reasons? "some one jumped to his death next block" hmm.. i was exctied. i rushed down to find my mom and she brought me to the place and stuff.. i just got to see the legs and maybe his head.. there wasnt any blood.. none, so how could it be a jump-off building case? i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;i was distracted by the incident and i stopped watching the movie.. yupp.. think i may continue tomorrow or some day.. i did chemistry today! weeeeeeee~ i was actually out of plan.. i actually wanted to complete it, but nevermind.. i still needa flip through the pages of my chemistry textbook for tomorrow's test on chapters 1,2 and 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finish watching the korean show on channel u.. quite nice though.. the guy looks cool, acts cool and actions are cool! hmm.. i was just talking to my god brother daniel.. my birthday is coming in 8 days.. if i celebrate, it will be this coming weekend! i must decide fast.. hmms.. fast fast! if i ask for my friend's opinion, they would be.. "celebrate steph!" haha.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;i shall decide tomorrow and gather those who wants to come.. yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i am going to study chemistry now.. well, i don't really believe in studying for test.. cause i always fail the test that i study and pass those that i didnt! i just going to look through! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112161399338049328?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112161399338049328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112161399338049328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112161399338049328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112161399338049328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-woke-up-at-12pm-today.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112144154804088212</id><published>2005-07-15T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:32:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*screams*i feel so sick now.. omgomg. what the hell did i ate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112144154804088212?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112144154804088212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112144154804088212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112144154804088212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112144154804088212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/screamsi-feel-so-sick-now.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112135459635069478</id><published>2005-07-14T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:23:16.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a boring day.. came to school feeling pissed and tired.. i wonder why.. i slept earlier than usual, before 12am but i felt even more tired than sleeping at 2am.. tomorrow's my chinese listening comprehension.. how sad.. i hope it can help my chinese grades.. i came home right after the stupid social studies vendor thing and slept for 2 hours.. i woke up, feeling more tired.. and now, my eyes are closing.. today had test on relative velocity.. and i am definitely going to fail it.. cause i left an 18 mark question blank. x) i really don't know how to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. life's getting more and more bored.. i still cant get over what happened after band yesterday.. i feel so irritated. then more i think about it, the more i feel vexed.. the more tulans i get and that could spoil my day. I will not be DEFEATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired and i shant further type more.. yupp.. having tuition tomorrow.. sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shot IT down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112135459635069478?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112135459635069478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112135459635069478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112135459635069478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112135459635069478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/todays-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112126785730122230</id><published>2005-07-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T23:17:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've skipped tuition today.. i went to band after my remedials and those feelings were back.. i dont know why, but it just happened.. it was alright until somebody went missing and sort of made me pissed off.. then next and next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my section for sectionals music for NDP and this person just came into me, interupted me and tested one of my members.. WHAT THE FUCK! testing my abilities? yes.. so what if i cant teach well.. dont the someone have some manners? to just maybe say a few words to inform me that he wants to tell my members? NO! Someone just came in and cut me.. well, that of course pissed me off.. DUH! i walked off feeling FUCKED up.. there someone was, trying to test my members and there someone goes.. "run 10 rounds after band" and left.. why didnt he stayed on? i thought he was going to take my section? he came just to punish? dont someone have a section? dont he have to practice? i felt so irritated.. later on, they combined and did formation for 2 times and was dismissed.. there the seniors was singing.. and someone went.. "diam diam leh" WHAT THE FUCK.. could you just use a more respectful tone rather than those kinda ah beng tone. well. it didnt happened once, but twice.. fine. yes, we shouldnt sing before the band was dismissed, but even after band dismissed also cant sing? someone went.. "diam diam leh.." TWICE.. once was bad enough. i really couldnt stand and i left.. what the fuck i thought.. cant i sing? after band was dismissed? even if u want to shut me up, pls.. use a nicer tone next time.. how rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it. 13th july was an unlucky day.. i hope this day ends fast. SHOO. o levels chiense listening is this coming friday.. dig my ears? haha.. i think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was how i spent my pissed yet fun day.. the bus trip home with the juniors was fun. trumpeters rox! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie `&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stomach aches*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112126785730122230?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112126785730122230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112126785730122230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112126785730122230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112126785730122230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-skipped-tuition-today.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112118490138469326</id><published>2005-07-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:15:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr poh:i'm really sorry.. really really sorry for neglecting my members.. i know its too late to realise all this.. but.. i really wanna apologise..for making you so upset.. SORRY..SORRY.. i rather myself being scolded by you than you to be so upset and me feeling so guilty and bring wordless..i'm  sorry..sorry..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. i am wordless.. i had got nothing to say to reply for i knew i am in the wrong.. i am feeling so guilty;deep down my heart.. its perhaps one of the first few times i felt like that in my whole life.. whats with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know even if i've knelt down and said a millions times of i'm sorry to you.. it doesnt cures.. BUT.. i am really sorry.. i am lost for words.. how am i suppose to sleep tonight? i am so filled with guilt. its my fault. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112118490138469326?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112118490138469326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112118490138469326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112118490138469326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112118490138469326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/mr-pohim-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112109137521134927</id><published>2005-07-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:16:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a few days since i blogged.. on the way back home just now.. i thought.. "why am i so afraid.. afraid of walking into that place.."&lt;br /&gt;i've walked into "it" many times with lots of hope.. opens the door and left with full of regrets and disappointment.. i knew that things will happen the same as the last time.. but why did i stepped in? i feel discouraged ; to go in with hope and leave without any.. my hopes are gone....forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've called her this afternoon on my way back.. i just wanted to wish her bother a mere happy birthday.. she didnt answer my call.. but i knew there was definitely a reason behind it.. "bathing.. watching tv.. lazy.." used to it.. but.. she nvr returned my call.. and i knew.. it was the same reason behind it.. i was somehow....disappointed.. and i was.. i were and i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days has left me with very little sleep.. every night with 5 hours of sleep.. when can i last till? time seems to fly really fast.. linyun's birthday was yesterday and i passed her the present today..i hoped she will like it.. its a skirt and i have a similar one! x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to complete mr zaki's ten yr series chapter 3 by tonight.. and i am going to start NOW! while watching some nice serials.. here i go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derrick rox. hope he can get into the semi finals in this coming's revival round on the 20th Jul!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 morre days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112109137521134927?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112109137521134927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112109137521134927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112109137521134927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112109137521134927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-few-days-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112075201445076725</id><published>2005-07-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:00:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hereby annouce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derrick is OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf man.. haix.. hurhur.. *sobs* my gosh.. i'm in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurf derrick!! mwarrks-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112075201445076725?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112075201445076725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112075201445076725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112075201445076725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112075201445076725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hereby-annouce.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112074789421165389</id><published>2005-07-07T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:51:34.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally forgotten all about blogging yesterday night until this morning, when i was sitting on the toilet bowl, trying to catch a few winks.. haha.. and yes! derrick was on tv yesterday! cool man.. gosh.. i shant talk more, else i wont be able to sleep tonight.. the results are coming out later, at 11.30pm.. i'm hella excited!! i hope he doesnt gets out.. else, i wont be able to look at his cute face anymore.. awwwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. school wasnt that bad today.. just that i managed to hide off those questions that i didnt do in those physics paper.. i shant care any further on the papers she give.. i dont care! currently doing the multiple choice book that my tuition teacher wrote.. and guess wad? among 10 questions i do, i got like.. 8..... WRONG.. my god.. i wanna complete that whole  book! i wanna pass physics..well! weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjit singh took us for remedials today.. at least.. finally, until a few months before o level, i know what exactly i need to write in the structured essays.. omg.. i wonder what ham ham was teaching all the time.. wasting our time, making us copy more and more and even more.. did one essay today.. wanst that bad afterall.. hope i can pass ss ba.. at least pass with a 5? i hope so.. its better than getting a 8 huh? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the back for lunch-dinner with eugene, wilson, wen ming, NI-GE, timo and xing wei.. well, i didnt eat.. cause the time wasnt quite right.. i having dinner home, but it was already 5.. so i sat there, looking at them eat.. though i was the only girl, i felt like i am just like a guy.. haha.. yea.. thats bout all.. guess what? once i touched down in front of my computer, while waiting for it to start up.. i TOOK OUT A PHYSICS book! to do questions! omg.. haha.. isnt it a miracle? hiak hiaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm is coming soon.. its coming.. right.. guess i am just too crazy.. alright.. i am going to continue doing the questions and watch "inuyasha" [if ever its spelt like that] that xinyao recommened.. ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wished upon a shooting starr`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112074789421165389?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112074789421165389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112074789421165389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112074789421165389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112074789421165389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-totally-forgotten-all-about-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112057747863649182</id><published>2005-07-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:31:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiak hiaks.. i am doing physics multiple choice half way and i thought of blogging.. my eyes are closing.. but i have to endure.. i must do well in physics to prove that bitch that i can do it! i wanna score well in my paper 1.. at least a 4 digit please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tuition teacher said that, after doing his book, u can bet having at least a 40 mark over an 80.. i hope so.. after i finish the multiple choice, i shall go get his open ended question book.. yea.. my physics tuition teacher rocks! yea yea yea~! unlike that fugging bitch, i just cant stand her doings in class.. always giving herself excuses to do wrong things.. if she is late, she would make up an excuse to say that she purposely did that for us to have time to arrange our files.. hur hur.. and when she forgets to bring a paper up, it isnt her fault.. its because SHE IS TIRED.. and we are not! like.. what the hell? she is a biased, unreasonable bitch! haha.. am i too crude? i hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i managed to finish reading David Pelzer's " A child called "it" ''.. its such a good novel.. those acts that his mom did to him were sick.. i mean, who would smear shit on her son's face? forced spoons or ammonia down his throat? burnt his arm on the stove? all this things that are done is SICK.. totally.. i managed to finish it in 2 and half days? well.. thats the second time i read a book so fast.. i borrowed turtle the second book "the lost boy".. its the continuation of the first  book.. i think his mom must be ashame of herself, if she ever lived to read the novel.. well.. lets not talk about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to school this morning quite early, i mean, earlier than usual.. and i saw this *unbearable* sight that i messaged jodie to come find me.. i couldnt stand it.. not even a "hi".. a "hi" would make my day..; i bet.. but.. NO.. i am saddened.. i wonder why people acts like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i hate you. i hate her. i hate them" they said.. and the next moment, they are with the ones they hate.. Hmms.. what is this suppose to mean? i wonder.. *scratches my head*&lt;br /&gt;turtle's birthday is coming.. in 5 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked turtle in the letter i wrote to her..&lt;br /&gt;" how much do you treasure our friendship"&lt;br /&gt;i hope she could reply me with an honest answer, cause i really want to know the answer.. i know i really cherish and treasure that friendship very very much.. she is the one i confide and enjoy my bestest moments with, in school.. turtle, i love you! i love you!!&lt;br /&gt;getting abit out of point.. receiving back the letter tomorrow! yea.. hope to see it.. BUT.. i got a gut feeling she isnt going to reply tomorrow.. haha.. well.. lets see..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the peeps taking o level MT oral.. all the best with that bloody china guy who slangs and slangs.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plucks down a starr frrom the sky above to have a drream come trrue` ((x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112057747863649182?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112057747863649182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112057747863649182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112057747863649182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112057747863649182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/hiak-hiaks.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112048953226998217</id><published>2005-07-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:05:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and if you need..... somebody..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. song sung by derrick.. his such a cute guy.. thanks to turtle who "introduced" him to me.. the firsttime i saw him on tv, he was with his spectacles.. then i was like.. WTF? how could turtle find this kinda guys cute.. haha.. till then, i saw him without spectacles she he looked terrific.. even my mom agrees with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. there is school tomorrow.. many people, like me, is still in the holiday mood.. but i guess i am already 99.9 percent out of it cause i am ready, for my intensive study! i mean, i sort of started revision in my tuitions and all.. cool. Happy Youth Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a really windy day.. how i wished singapore could be like this.. forever.. the wind was as if it's free.. it kept coming and coming.. Now a days, i find chatting online and using the computer is such a waste of time.. i mean, i could find out more things and spend my time more wisely by reading.. be it comics or magazine or books, i still read.. but.. the love for my computer is still there.. i never fail to press on the ON button everytime i reach home after school or tuition or from somewhere.. perhaps, i am so into music.. i can have no internet connections, but i need music.. i love music! awwwww-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. plans were ruined after something happened that quite pissed me off this morning-afternoon? i can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;plans: was actually deciding to watch war of the worlds as stated in the previous post.. but.. in the end didnt go and ended up going out for lunch with my parents and reading comics all the way.. yeaps.. i am still not done with turtle's letter.. i am going to do it right now~ chill out guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one reading this.. YES you! please tag! bleahs-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ming tian hui gen hao!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drreams of mr-knight-in-shining-armour`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112048953226998217?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112048953226998217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112048953226998217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112048953226998217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112048953226998217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-if-you-need.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112040566533272956</id><published>2005-07-03T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:02:35.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fancy ending up at Bishan junction 8 having lunch at long john silver?&lt;br /&gt;yes we did it - me, linyun and joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say that there are many shops there for us to shop, but we didnt get anything this afternoon.. as of our plans, we headed off changi airport at about 3 plus.. we reached there and happened to see de long there with his poly friends.. his term test starts tomorrow-on youth day. *hiak hiak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be another free day for me.. i am quite tired now, and i'm deciding whether i should study tonight-later.. plans for tomorrow are- watch movie.. war of the world.. lots of people said that its very nice, so don't mind catching that show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did some stupid things at the airport.. hentaking in the middle of no where.. then we found a place to settle down.. since its the peak hour, delong and friends was chased away by the starbucks' staff.. so he joined us.. we sat down and studied all the way till about 7.30pm? well, i did study, but i don't know bout the rest.. went to look at the food courts there. guess what? a plate of chicken rice for $6.50? ridiculous.. haha.. so we walked to the staff canteen which was totally not STAFF.. children and alot of families were there.. food was quite good and cheap too.. and yes, that was how i spent my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the place at about 9plus and reach home 5 minutes past 10pm.. was really tired.. but, i guess, i just need to do some questions.. at least some.. and then, i can have the reason to be out tomorrow.. "i've studied in the airport just now and before i sleep." yeaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload some neoprints that me and turtle took.. since there is this service, why not use it?!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*catches some starrs above*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/steph1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/320/steph1.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww-* arent we lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/steph22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/200/steph22.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we werre on ourr way to see the twins-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/steph3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/200/steph3.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/steph4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purre sisters-* pure love* pure friendship-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we look like some posers arent we?-* `picture below`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/steph4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/200/steph4.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112040566533272956?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112040566533272956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112040566533272956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112040566533272956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112040566533272956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/fancy-ending-up-at-bishan-junction-8.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112032398080645076</id><published>2005-07-03T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T01:06:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/1600/DSC08855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/395/320/DSC08855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt this cute? awwww-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112032398080645076?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112032398080645076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112032398080645076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112032398080645076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112032398080645076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/isnt-this-cute-awwww.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112032238255479911</id><published>2005-07-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:39:42.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right.. the chinese oral was totally screwed up by me and the china invigilator.. he spoke in that kind of accent and slang that i could *catch no ball*&lt;br /&gt;pass? i hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of the term 3 has ended.. monday is youth day! which means a rest day and a day to sleep late.. may be catching a movie on that day.. i'm currently studying - or should i say doing A mathematics.. i failed 3 subjects - on which two are my tuitioned ones. crap. i must pass my chemistry and A math.. i MUST! i can do it.. since my chinese is screwed up, i shall work on the other subjects.. i am not targeting to enter a JC cause i know my languages cannot make it.. i just want to get good results.. i want. i must! i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finished my a mathematics homework and ic ant decide on which subejct to do next? physics? chemistry? literature? *shrugs* WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt a very good day for me.. i had to woke up early in the morning at 8 o clock to attend a lame literature class.. after which i attended band until their lunch break cause i have to rush home to bid my parents good bye. they are going overseas for one night! and i am going out LATER! we decided to go to bishan junction 8- which i don't know what they have there and then changi airport to study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is my life all about studying? well.. i don't know.. perhaps its because i want to do well.. its 2 months more to prelims.. if things come fast, they end fast.. i want to end my misery fast.. but i cant bear to leave.. contradicting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things have happened to me these few days.... again. i'm lost... once again.. its so boring in here.. just feel like getting out of home to get some fresh air.. i'm quite tired.. i guess i will be studying physics tomorrow at the air port if possible.. i think, i shall sleep an hour from now to prevent myself from waking up late tomorrow morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do: reply turtle's letter&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to yes93.3 now. its nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: by the way! my japanese friend mailed me! she gave me some of her neoprints too! she is cute! will try to reply her letter by next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finding my way of of the pool of starrs.. will somebody help me?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112032238255479911?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112032238255479911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112032238255479911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112032238255479911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112032238255479911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/07/right.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-112014355416025588</id><published>2005-06-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T22:59:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woahs.. Days flew past like hours.. Hours flew pass like minutes and seconds. *d-u-h*&lt;br /&gt;Its the 4th day of term 3 and i just took my report book this afternoon. =)&lt;br /&gt;no complains.&lt;br /&gt;compliments.&lt;br /&gt;"hui lin more sensible. less talkative. improved some of her subjects. she can make it. just follow what her teacher does in class.. revisions and stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahs. *shuang kuai* to many students.. taking report books are like sending them to hell cause this is when your parents find out all about what you've done in school. muahaha. the teacher's know it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, is the O level mother tongue examination for me.. *shucks* i am so damn nervous and scared.. nervous- i cant read in fron of a time keeper! scared - i cant speak! f-l-u-e-n-t-l-y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turtle did hers today and she said it wasnt too tough.. i hope tomorrow will be a better day for me! i hope so.... have been studying till late nights every night these few days.. will i be able to take it till the o's? i hope so.. just like our top student priscilla and haoyi.. she only sleeps 4 hours a day.. and haoyi specially stayed till5am to do physics ten yr series. gosh. my class is mad. crazy. INDEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently SMS-ing 2 persons on two different phones.. this month is deadly. from the first day of my bill, i smsed till now, 100++ a day.. though i know my phone would never be confiscated.. i would have to spare a thought for my parents.. therefore, i am using my mum's phone. and if its insufficient....- i am another prepaid card! wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life IS going to be tough.&lt;br /&gt;and I am going to go through it!&lt;br /&gt;yes i am, i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday and sunday would be free day! parents not in singapore.. intend to watch initial-d once again with turtle~ weeee~&lt;br /&gt;darlings-jay-edison.. HERE i come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurf everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i lurf my friends&lt;br /&gt;i lurf my band&lt;br /&gt;i lurf my section&lt;br /&gt;i lurf jay&lt;br /&gt;i lurf edison&lt;br /&gt;i lurf turtle&lt;br /&gt;i lurf karean&lt;br /&gt;i lurf myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superstar's derrick ish cute.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*catched a starr*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-112014355416025588?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/112014355416025588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=112014355416025588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112014355416025588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/112014355416025588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111997306539803788</id><published>2005-06-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:37:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yes.. the holidays marked an end of my playing and stuff.. steph, its really time for some serious work from now onwards.. the holidays just flew past in a month and its already term 3.. 2 more days to MT o level and 2 more months to the Prelims. gosh. i cant say that i'm not excited at all but... i am just too afraid that too many distractions will drag me away.. and right.. i caught a movie on the first day of school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i was able to watch Initial-d.. it was a great distraction.. why? cause i cant stop thinking of my darlings.. jay-* edison-* they rocks. my life. and learn to spek like jay. how cool.. i guess this snt time for me to idolise.. i shall do it after o levels.. right after the papers! but i came straight home after the movies to download their pictures.. i guess i can just look at them without them knowing who the hell i am and where the hell i come from.. they are all over the place.. ALL over.. for some stupid reasons, i couldnt wear my pe shorts today.. so i ended up standing at one corner looking at my gal-frens playing baseball.. how stupid. i didnt regret though.. wearing those stinking gloves where i can smell the pungent from afar.. shucks. you want that thing on my hand? no way-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to some reasons that mdm wan had given, my mum didnt come to collect my report book. i miss it but i dont wish to see it.. i know i've failed 3 subjects. yes. and i did badly.. and yes.. today i was being pranked by my so chio physics teacher can?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. i failed the bloody mock test paper 2 by a pathetic 3 marks which i have got them just because of my carelessness.! shucks. i have to prove to her, that i can pass. WELL! and i must! she said that we, the 12 who failed, had to stay back to do SELF revision.. i mean, i dont mind if she calls us to stay back and she does some teaching.. self revision? PLS! i can do that at home.. and we did that till 6pm.. in class..... and by 5.45pm.. she sent a message.. * i dont think i wanna see you guys.. you all can go home* everyone was like.. WTF!! and even my chemistry teacher in class laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone dreads my physics teacher. she acts like she is the principle. but too bad she isnt. she always boast about how independent her sons are.. go gym everyday.. train themselves.. in RJC.. in RI.. whatever crap.. do housework.. one word to describe.. SLAVES! wahahaha.. right.. i needa complete my chemistry ten year series by tomorrow and i am now *doing* my section B of the chapters.. i leave the rest for tomorrow.. i shant hold any longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently thinking of...: jay.edison.AE86..initial D&lt;br /&gt;listening to: yes 933. one for one =p&lt;br /&gt;things to do.. i have to write a letter to reply to turtle! and bring ten yr series and chinese tb four-down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lurf jay.&lt;br /&gt;lurf edison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;br /&gt;wished..upon..da..starrs..&lt;br /&gt;mwarks-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111997306539803788?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111997306539803788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111997306539803788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111997306539803788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111997306539803788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-yes_28.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111959902257644414</id><published>2005-06-24T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T15:43:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. Fancy grown up kids playing *colour* in the playground?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. We did it..&lt;br /&gt;In a pathetically small playground situated in hougang, somewhere near my grandma's place. LOL! Even my brother joined in.. *kids* aged from 4 to 21? it was fun.. damn fun. the play ground was small and everyone was in groups.. so the person in front of the group jolly well gets to be the next catcher. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. by the way, we were there for a treat from my grandma. the kids + my maid had western while the rest had those dished food. My stupid chicken cutlet took hell long to come and i was starving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to my grandma's place and planned on what we gonna do later when my uncle comes back. imagine a birthday surprise at the age of 40? yea.. we did that. all of us hid in the kitchen a awaits his arrival. it was quite lame but fun. yea. and we ended up home by cab at bout 12.30am.. what a day spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning to gave mr poh the blue pig, the pebble and the cd. returned the clothes to jodie. the gimmicks were cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having tuition later at 5.30pm.. i hope it isnt a dreadful one cause its a damn 4 hrs. well. i think i better catch some sleep. tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. qi zheng tempted me with the initial-d movie! i want to watch it!!&lt;br /&gt;by the way. after tomorrow will be a month away from my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie` x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111959902257644414?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111959902257644414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111959902257644414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111959902257644414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111959902257644414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111945605855833113</id><published>2005-06-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:00:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yes. i forgot! INITIAL-D is out tomorrow!! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111945605855833113?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111945605855833113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111945605855833113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111945605855833113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111945605855833113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-yes_23.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111945603411554449</id><published>2005-06-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:00:34.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee~ haven been blogging since the 19th. Have been checking the blog but i was just too lazy to blog. Nothing much happened ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. turtle and me made an acomplishment yesterday and today. yes. we walked from school, to the soccer court 30 minutes walk away from school to sit there do nothing, looking at the guys play soccer. or should i say, looking at those dumb guys chasing after a pathetic ball? haha.. its their interest. and from there, doing nothing, we walked to tampines mall for lunch. met up with joseph and he JUST woke up! Stupid pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this afternoon. after lessons we played badminton for 3 hrs at the sports hall with geraldine, ming zhen, hui xin, jack and jasper. cool. it was fun though my arms really hurts now. gosh. went for tuition after that and played a prank on joseph! haha.. he was freaked out. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and came home, watched tv and edited my blogskin some how or rather as the PIGgy poh claims that his tired of my blog song. so i might as well change it all yeaa? yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today. gotta go get ready the things i gonna bring for band tmr to distribute + return. till then. see ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie` x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111945603411554449?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111945603411554449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111945603411554449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111945603411554449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111945603411554449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/wee-haven-been-blogging-since-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111919284684287227</id><published>2005-06-19T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:54:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmms. Have been knowing more and more outside friends now adays.. Be it through friendster or HP! haha.. Sounds cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy just sms me some *none of my business thing* and then we became friends. how cool. Didnt really blogged for the past few days because my computer was sort of... DOWN? It went mad.. and my brother told me it's dying soon. So i zip everything up and sent it over to his computer.. so, i shall wait for it to be reformatted. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? i spend my day yesterday watching *hai tun wan* didnt start from the beggining cause i watch already.. started at disc 12 till 18 and one lasted for like an hour ++? gosh, i watched all the way till 2am. Shed much tears too. How i wished they could come out with a part two.. Like how they live happily ever after.. Hmm.. i hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacking my days away.. I promised myself to start studying this week! but what happened? Band camps, physics test and more... tomorrow after lesson still got picnic! hmms.. guess, its the last time i play? I HOPE so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph! you can do it! GET A LIFE!! jia you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie `&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111919284684287227?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111919284684287227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111919284684287227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111919284684287227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111919284684287227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmms_19.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111893096079435741</id><published>2005-06-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:09:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came back from Melacca.. Shall not further talk bout it..&lt;br /&gt;went for band camp after that and had headaches the next day till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept eating panadols, one after another cause the pain isnt going away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in the mood to blog now cause of some stupid and irritating reasons.. Some times, its better not to know what peeps out there are doing and talking. Cause its IRRITATING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111893096079435741?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111893096079435741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111893096079435741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111893096079435741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111893096079435741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/came-back-from-melacca.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111824111885562623</id><published>2005-06-08T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:31:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoohoo. i forgot to blog yesterday night cause i only remembered after i off the computer. haha.. I am currently doing multi-tasking. Watching tv, chatting online, talking on the phone and SMSing! wahahaha. Cool ehs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the literature workshop this morning and afternoon and it was BORING. firos told me that it starts at 7.45am. and in the end, 9am! WHAT?! How do you expect people to walk down one storey and do your whatever business in one minute? Isnt it stupid and more stupid? Make business also cannot do nicely. I rather not go toilet. DUH! how boring.. pay to get myself bored. 4 pm finally reached and i was freed! oh my god! wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to sit infront of the band. haha. that zhu zhu cut hair! haha.. the fringe like mine. oh yea. i cant stand my hair. it sucks! Some say it suits me, some say i look like boy! what the? haha.. nevermind la.. i am going into hiding tomorrow in malaysia anyway. Heard from my mum that i will be in the blardy themepark [water and land] all the way to the night then back to the hotel.. hehe.. dont know whether it will be fun not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtyms.. i wonder why am i ever who i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought of that? haha.. think too much already! my friendster 499 friends! time for second account! =p ok.. i am going to paxk up on the things and catch up with my friends! see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e phanniie`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111824111885562623?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111824111885562623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111824111885562623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111824111885562623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111824111885562623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/yoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111807525034647564</id><published>2005-06-07T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:27:30.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;blogging time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;weeee.. today went to my aunt's house to slack. Hmm.. Got there and started eating and eating and eating.. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;slept on my cousin's bed and found out that its so *shuang* . woke up and told my mum to get it for me. =x haha.. cool right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;damn. I'm peeling now. my face is peeling. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;on the way back home, my mum told me about her friend's `daughter`. Haha.. She-he wanted to be a lesbian. wahahaha.. then my mum was so scared when she heard it, cause i have been tellign her i am a guy. god damn it, i wouldnt be one! D-U-H ~ ! isnt it obvious? i don't go around shopping malls looking out for GIRLS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;haha. other than all this, i eat through my day, looking at the time. And yes! i got my *hai tun wan* finally.. and i think i am going to *chiong* them tomorrow. Though one VCD is like an hour plus? quite bored one. but, the contents are interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;may decide to go down to Springfield to pass the DVD to luo tang zhu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;luo tang zhu: i know you are reading this! haha.. i will sms you tomorrow! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;yeas. i am tired! weeeeeeeeeee. tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;s t e p hanniie` x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111807525034647564?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111807525034647564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111807525034647564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111807525034647564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111807525034647564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogging-time-weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111798581883320026</id><published>2005-06-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:36:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thanks man. I'm damn tired and burnt. Suddenly become so black.. Haha.. abit funny.. I meant, red and black. Black from the previous two days in sentosa, and red from today. Today is a really tiring day, guess we did alot and our best, most importantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That bloody james tan gave us lots of trouble. He bloody booked a lousy bus and some cork up stuff happened. Fuck to him man! Sometimes i wonder how can he not smile a single one time at all in a day. Standing down there like a statue, i mean, a ghostly figure [statue more handsome, besides, statues smile!] His wife also no difference one. Now i think i know why they are still childless. I hope they don't have any child too. The innocent life will suffer!! And will eventually turn into like the bloody tans. What a hopeless couple. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeaps, after everything, we went to St 11 for dinner/supper? Which? Mr Poh's treat. Thank you luo tan zhu! wahahaha. Had a nice dinner/supper then head back home by cab.. Shared it with chen pei and joseph! woohoo. i really had alot of fun today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tomorrow band is at 9am for the juniors, and 1pm for the main band. poor joseph, have to go at 9am. I think he should already be asleep right now. Its getting late, and i'm getting more tired. So.... bye guys! have a great night! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;`i've going to succeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;s t e phanniie ` x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111798581883320026?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111798581883320026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111798581883320026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111798581883320026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111798581883320026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/thanks-man.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111790069180789567</id><published>2005-06-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T23:58:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes. I am home after leaving my house after brunch.. That "luo tang zhu" messaged me at about 10am to ask me if i want to go Sentosa anot. Haha.. I woke up, ate and went. We met at 12 and i was late. But guess wad? ALL of them were even later than me! Norman and gang arrived 15 minutes later and Mr Poh 15 minutes later? Then we went to eat.. Drinks were on him, cause his late. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa after that. Hot like shit can? I realised that i am walking damn slow can.. I need to run in other to keep up with Mr poh's steps. What the hell? Haha.. We heard the bands there and PLEASE..... I shan't elaborate more. =x When the band marched in... It was worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Mr Siao, and he said Hi to me.. I saw my primary school band buddy and my online friend. Cool. On the way back, saw my brother's friend, in Tk alumni band Ze yu. Hmm.. What a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left sentosa at 6pm for tuition. The bus queues were so long. Thank god weisiang was with me, else i would have got lost. I took the train and were some how lost. But lets talk about the train ride. The train was empty and i was the only one sitting in that particular carriage. Then this bunch of noisy BOYS[i shall call] walked over. At first they walked past me to go onto the other carriage, but then they eventually came over. While listening to sylvester's *suo yi*, i saw this hand waving in front of my eyes. Didnt really hear what they say at first until i took down the ear piece. Hmm. They asked for my number. I was shocked *lar*. Then i smiled at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i said...&lt;br /&gt;No. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know why also *lar*. First time *mar*, dont know how to answer. When i alighted at Dhoby Ghaut, they shouted so loud to say bye to me.. Ridiculous.... And thats where ig to lost. The damn trains were so packed. Couldnt see which stops so i just stood all te way and ended up going towards Raffles place. What the hell *eh*? Then i found my way to Somerset. I was damn late, and i made turtle suffered in the MRT station alone. And this resulted in, *suppers* on me. *piangx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is Balloon hat festival, and I'm quite excited about it! Gotta wake up quite early tomorrow for band practice. We going to practice on the concert pieces. Got solos to play! yoohoo. yup. Blog again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES mr poh. i know you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;to luo tang zhu: i didnt make up my tuition to see the twins. PLEASE. i've got better things to do. And i found out something from the twins. BOYS CAN TALK ALOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. TAG ME MR POH! =p&lt;br /&gt;niteX.&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111790069180789567?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111790069180789567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111790069180789567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111790069180789567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111790069180789567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111780880911894837</id><published>2005-06-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T22:26:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And yes. I'm so damn tired now. My eyes are closing and my stomach is aching.... What's with fridays? Always having stomach aches on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. My cheeks is radiating heat. Clarissa sit beside me also could feel the heat. Darn. I'm going to feel the pain coming tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was really hot. Really really till I never stop perspiring once i reached there till the time i reached school. What the hell yea? Hmm.. Had quite alot of fun. But having my voice would be more more fun. I lost my voice, and now, its worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes couldn't help but to close a few times for a few seconds. Until now, still only half open. My father said that I "zi zao ku chi".. Hmm.. Claiming that i could be at home enjoying and I got myself suffering under the sun and getting all the sunburns. I mean, they don't understand..... Haha.. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deadly tired. Msn that stupid "luo tang zhu" also never reply.. Looks like he working as pig already. Haha.. see ya guys`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`i'm tryying. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t e p hanniie `&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111780880911894837?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111780880911894837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111780880911894837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111780880911894837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111780880911894837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111771732991748994</id><published>2005-06-02T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:02:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmms. I'm here, back again to blogging. I shall now, from today onwards blog with proper english. Besides blogging is all about telling people what had happened, not really to people but just to vent my anger on maybe. Hmm..Its also for improving english isn't it? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I haven't been in the mood to be studying ever since my trip to Genting. Where's my inspiration? Almost everyday had been to band, it just seemed like I'm in my Sec 3 years which i missed ALOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've been through many many lessons through band. Be it lessons on life, leadership and stuff by Mr Poh. But throughout this few years, I've learnt. Learnt alot. I've learnt not to just judge people by its cover, I've learnt to make mistakes and then face the music. I've learnt to play my trumpet better. I've learnt to endure, take up challenges, take up scoldings. I've learnt to be strong. I've learnt many many things. Too many to be listed maybe.... I've learnt to trust. But why is it that the people whom i trust would somehow or rather turn their backs against me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I may not be a perfect friend, but I am trying to. (Not talking about anyone by the way, its just how i felt.) This many days back to band had let me went into deep reflections of everything. Do you know until now, how many people I have respected? Not many. My mum, dad, brother and Mr Poh. I don't know why, but it just happens. Its really easy to make casual friends. I have thousands and millions of them. But what about true friends? Hardly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone makes fun of me everyday. Every single day without fail. Be it, my best friend, my close friends, my band friends. Everyone, even my mum, dad, brother and Mr Poh [most from him!] Though I may have showed them faces, but after a while, everything will be alright. But i would also turn around and smiled at them, with my heart, broken. It doesn't feel good to be insulted. Though many were just joking.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm really lost at such a time now. I want to get good results, but I just cant get myself studying. Ok.. Enough of all this.... I'm getting more emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tomorrow is Ballon Hat Festival rehearsal, and WE are allowed to go! Weeeee. I can skip Cheoh's lesson! Her lesson can kill. Really. After attending for her lesson, it will make me moodless for the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had sectionals this afternoon. It wasn't too bad. Just that they still cant march and play music loudly. Really hope they can perform well on this Sunday and NDP. Besides, this is their first time trying out to march and play music at the same time I guess. I could remember my first time too. Marching wasn't too bad. But just that they are very slacky. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;After chilling out in the Band room after sectionals, which i had alot of fun, making balloon hats. I went to the back of the school with Eugene, Joseph and Jodie to get their last minute marching shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Right..... My sister and mum just came back. How irritating.... My mum reborned her hair &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt; again.. 2nd time in the year. HOW unfair. My bloody sister cut her fringe like MINE! Oh my god! I wouldn't want a hair cut like her! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going to KEEP MY FRINGE LONG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tommorrow's reporting time is at 6.15am. How early.... Guess i have to sleep early tonight. I'm looking forward to tommorrow. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;`hatred had ruined me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;`I'll try not to hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But.. What if....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Till then, I'll see you guys again tommorrow. My show's starting! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111771732991748994?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111771732991748994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111771732991748994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111771732991748994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111771732991748994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111763981658025673</id><published>2005-06-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:30:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yea. suddenly got this feleing to blog! wahahahax. i am feeling lyk as if i'm in seventh heaven! woohoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went back for band yesterday and today.. though my muscles are all aching cos of the marching, it was fun. yea.. seeing the trumpeters stop playing together cos we fall into holes on the field, having the same reaction. wahs. really missed those times. but its back and its going away soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i shall not elaborate why i am feeling cloud 9. my close frens would know. yeaps. though everything was just so simple and stupid. but i realli feel great and happy and as if a load of my shoulders. woahs! and thats wad that drove mi to cum blogging! wahahahax.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toking bout those freakking lessons. the blardy ham ham ish jus teaching the same things all over again lar. and i again, feel sleepy. haix.. every time her lesson wanna orh orhx. no wonder fail.. not interested at all lor.. she can act so well, go be actress la! haha.. cum teach s.s can die de leh.. lit still ok lor.. then math.. math ish slacking period la.. got test today! wahaha. think i can pass bar.. hhe.. and then the blardy english course.. yupp, we had to write a compo. turtle suggested mi to write bout an accident then i was involved. and i wrote. quite fun. oh yea btw. mi turtle and wilson went into class late.. haha.. cos we went caltex. then we went for band! wahahaha. i am suddenly so into band once agaiin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i dun think i can go on any further ler.. i jus dunno why people can just type and type and type like as if there isn't any ending. there ish blardy lessons tomorrow. i dun feel like going because there ish cheoh'd lesson. OMG. by the way.. i have skipped many of her lessons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh yea, i shall take this oppurtunity to tell u bout my genting trip! wahahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ever heard of grassland bus? yeaps. i took the coach all the way to half the hill of genting highlands. when i alighted the bus, i could feel the chills and see clouds flying pass by the roads. how cool eh? we then went up to take the cable car. woahs. its like..... u just cum down from heaven can? so heavenly.. smoky.. haha.. like disappear from the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;reach there and felt the chills even more! clouds were every where.. we checked into hotel then went for late lunch at the bakery. had curry chicken pie. hmms. then we went shopping.. and i made a .. how to sae? the wax thing? wax figure of my hand? hmm.. cool leh.. and its right in front of mi now! weeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;the second day, we went down to KL for shopping. yeaps. and guess one. its the first time i ever wanted to buy a skirt lor.. then my aunt wanted this jacket , but then the shop nvr sell.. so we had to go over to the other centre to get it. and GUESS WAD. that blardy shop doesnt sell skirts. kaox.. i damn disappointed lor.. then sua ler lo.. dun have my skiirt. =( third forth day was eating then arcade.. haha.. third day i went for swimming. in the heated pool.. thats another heavenly experience. cos i could see the clouds floating on top of the water! wahahha. k lar. forth day go hoime lor.. then chiong my chinese on the bus.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wahs. i am sneezing like crazy now. sick ler. how weak. argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;currently listening to 93.3fm. and toking to mr poh! wahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and yes. i got my sly album thanks to cheng's generous fren, zhi ming! thanks! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;its like nvr ending.. btw. i went to jasper's house for the past two days when jodie slept over at my house. haha.. look at the guys swim. how fun! till then. see ya guys~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*ah choo*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;s t e p hanniie`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111763981658025673?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111763981658025673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111763981658025673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111763981658025673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111763981658025673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/06/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111669424448618803</id><published>2005-05-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:50:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fancy waking up in the earli morning having stomach ache. and its lyk 4am? its such a pain man. haha.. then waking up at 8am having stomach aache AGAIN! nvr nvr eat rotiboy again.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go forr band for the balloon thingy but i woke up after sleeping and waking up thrice at 2pm. which means late. andby that time, my stomach was still aching. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily by 5pm was alright ler.. so met turtle in the bus and headed down for orchard for make up class. a math, cos next wed i cant make it. i would be away, over seas. haha..&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad? theres this pair of twins who were so so so so cute. *dreams*&lt;br /&gt;one was wearing a white billabong top and the other a blur top. cool. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. jus bout that lor.. now stomach start to ache agian liao.. gotta go sleep. chao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111669424448618803?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111669424448618803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111669424448618803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111669424448618803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111669424448618803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/05/fancy-waking-up-in-earli-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111612851113054087</id><published>2005-05-15T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T11:41:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WOAHS. its like yrrs and ages i havent blog. i didnt have the time. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liife's nvr gonna be the same. hates school. hate to look at sum farkers. sian de lar.. i hate school. but i lorve studying. i lorve my frens. i cant bear to leave school. argh. its such an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid yrr ish overr. so fast. and soon it will be o level mother tongue. then prelims then o level. then freedom! yooo woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm free today. my parents are overseas and my bro ish out buying a computer. haha. so i am going out later with my darling and mei! haha.. wahahaha. see ya. will blog my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111612851113054087?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111612851113054087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111612851113054087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111612851113054087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111612851113054087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/05/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111415587065171028</id><published>2005-04-22T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:44:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;woahs. its such a long time ever since i've blogged. nevertheless. mani mani things had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we had a silver for syf indoor. crap. the competition was crap! wahaha. but! we put in our veri best! yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the following days after the competition was ok ok lar.. many pple asked. why didnt get gold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gold veri easy to get izzit. haha. i tell them lor. then the bbq came. stayed over the first night and had lotsa fun lorx. with the boys there banging against the door until it BROKE. haha. went to view the "sunrise" in the morning.. with purdee and maureen mei. then i went back to sleeeep. haha.. combined group of trumpets and saxophone won the tresure hunt game! hehe.. we were motivatiing each other like every second. and we made it. motivation realli works! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i couldnt stay over the second night. sad cos the next day had to go malaysia! wahaha. it was fun. ate lobster, this and that. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wah mani mani things happen lar..sumtyms. i realli think why my frens jus dun go join the mediacorp acting. haha. i wonders. they can act realli well. i realli hate liars. realli realli hate them. why are they here? jus to hurt pple's feeling? hmms. i guess. frens cum and go. so if u lose a fren, perhaps u may get another. yeaps. but losing BAD frens are always good. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;treasure friendships cos u never know when they need you or you need them. by the time u find out, it will then be too late. yeaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;till then. regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;               s t e p hanniie`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*hurt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*trUeLy.MadLy.dEepLy* craZy over yoo. wahahaha. winkS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111415587065171028?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111415587065171028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111415587065171028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111415587065171028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111415587065171028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/04/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111305434940499514</id><published>2005-04-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:45:49.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haix. i'm realli feeling realli dread out these few days. with tuition band studies and homework. guess i will be worn out soon..but i dun care! SYF ish this ciming tuesday! i am going to work hard for a GOLD medal is POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haix.. but wad if u come for band. earli in the morning when u cant walk a single step after u wake up. tries so damn HARD. and ur fellow members giving u attitude jus because they are TIREd. haix.. when is all this going to end? would not like to elaborate more. but....haix.. realli tired liaox.. no matter how hard i try, i cant succeed. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;i always do wad mr poh tells mi, but it doesnt seem to help. or am i jus plain stupid? argh wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its jus that few days and last practice to that final day.. truthfully, i realli love my girls man. they are bunch of coool pple.. especially sahiddah.. haha.. with her around, u would not feeeel bored. alrites.&lt;br /&gt;haix.. i m afraid. realli. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plus extra troubles in band. that fuking gang. haix, and i will always be regarding as that fuking leader. and i am not! i hate them!!!!!!! haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobx.  s t e phannie Lost iN thE s t a rrs____`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tRueLy.MaDLy.DeepLy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blasting the music off my ears. HELP MI!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111305434940499514?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111305434940499514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111305434940499514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111305434940499514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111305434940499514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/04/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111250510024678249</id><published>2005-04-03T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:11:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i woonder wads happening these few days.. friday i sort of witness an accident cos the bus i sat on knocked down this crazy person who ran out of the road.. and yup, i was SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and yesterday, i broke my record of crying the longest i guess, in this yr. i haven been crying alort this yr but yesterday.. haix.. i cried for practically 2 hrs until my eye was so damn fuking swollen and tired.. words that hurt the heart ish damn hurting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly. i nv fucking said that i was good. secondly, stop fucking comparing me to my brother. thirdly stop DEMORALIZING and CRITISISING my section.. wad a fucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those words kept running thru my brain over and over again during combine that i cant stop thinking bout it and tears kept rolling down my eyes. i HATE HIM! arghh.. yups, i am a lousy trumpeter..i am springfield's lousiest trumpeter. and that fucker ish one too. but of course, his not from my section. i just cant stand pple critisising MY section when i think my seciton is putting in their best to help the BAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so critisizers, fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111250510024678249?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111250510024678249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111250510024678249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111250510024678249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111250510024678249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-woonder-wads-happening-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-111059361322897943</id><published>2005-03-12T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:13:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sho  mani things have been happening.. well.. life's jus like that..&lt;br /&gt;attended a wake from sunday to wednesday.. quite sad.. cried almost all the days and went home like 1am and next day getting up for school.. its tiring. duh.&lt;br /&gt;though its like holiday and almost everyone ish enjoying.. its doesnt even seem like one to mi..&lt;br /&gt;monday got chinese oral class. tues to friday got band camp.. hmms.. sat would be sleeping day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sad to sae..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i couldnt stay over for the camp cos my mum doesnt alloww.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;getting coughs and waking up in the middle of the night *breathless* ish not a gud feeling.. u feel like u wanna die.. haha.. i'm currently not in a state for RUNNING.. RUNNING kills mi! argggh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hmm.. going to conference hall later.. but band starts at 1pm for brasses.. band's gonna end very late tonight.. hmm.. long and tough day ahead..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;gaambatee! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-111059361322897943?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/111059361322897943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=111059361322897943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111059361322897943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/111059361322897943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/03/sho-mani-things-have-been-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110986223300600130</id><published>2005-03-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:03:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;been since so loong i didnt update.. but theres jus too many things that had happened in my lifee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i finally realissed thaat a friendship ish jus so fragile and learnt not to trust pple that easliy..  jus becus of sum god-knows-wad reason, pple could jus let it alllll ouut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the trust that took years to build was destroyed, in jus a few seconds.. well.. maybe thats wad life ish all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i guess&lt;/span&gt;. my life now ish all about working hard.. i and going to catch up on my weakest subjects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thanks to my dearest mr gabriel, my phy ish getting better.. thanks to also my chem tuition teacher and mr khor! and even mrs leong.. hehe.. i can sae i really understand most of the sums now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and of course.. that few pathetic little one month to work on my section.. my tone my sound my tuning, my everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus remember.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;dun trust sumbody too easily.. cos a promise can be broken.. a promise ish nv a promise. every time a promise ish made, its mend to be broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm emotionally hurt. i'm emotionally unstable. help mi. =(&lt;br /&gt;sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110986223300600130?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110986223300600130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110986223300600130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110986223300600130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110986223300600130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/03/been-since-so-loong-i-didnt-update.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110908250270960105</id><published>2005-02-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:28:22.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;sudddenly.. i felt so down.. suddenly my mood changed.. from a happpi cheerful one into a sad - no smiling one.. wad ish happening??  haixx.. i seemed to lost interest in so so so many thingss..&lt;br /&gt;i always think i was the happiest one on earth when i'm with my freens, but i dun really think so noww.. silencee ish golden.. being with myself ish jus fine.. its wad i wann.. nobody understands mi.. noboddy..&lt;br /&gt;there are hypocrites all around mi.. and one by one ish showing their true colours.. i dun wanna sae anything.. dun wanna..  there are mani mani things that i've done to change pple around mi, but i always faiiled, one by one..  no one listens to mi..  no one.. arggh.. sumtyms i realli think i'm a bytch.. or not sumtyms but EVERYTIME.. i'm discriminatedd! everyoone hattess mi..! brrinng me awaaay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by steeph sortta poeem thinggy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s.[tep].hannie -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;disscriminaated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bbyttch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;moree&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;aam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110908250270960105?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110908250270960105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110908250270960105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110908250270960105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110908250270960105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/02/sudddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110899517399183421</id><published>2005-02-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:12:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;wad kinda day it ish today.. bad hair day.. my hair was M-E-S-S-Y! LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;its science and eng paper today.. Music ish my passion, my life. LOL.. thats my last sentence of da english compo.. haix.. tmr ish social studies, a subject that i dread most.. and math.. tmr ish the tests and i have totally no mood to study.. things jus couldnt get into my head. haix.. wad to do? fail lorr.. hate social studies lor.. god told me not to be lazy.. but i cant control.. lol.. [quite a lame excuse. sorry god]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;haix.. i officially annouce that i've finally lost one of my property.. i lost my EZ LINK card.. haix..  all didis fault.. hit my head with 2 BOOKS 3 times.. nabei.. and when i am in the bus.. i realised i lost my ezlink.. haix.. stupid skirt, stupid pocket.. if i dun get it back  by tmr,, shud be calling them up to cancel my giro liao.. hehe.. todays paper ish quite okok lo.. maybe its true that u dun have to stud in order to pass.. jus pay attention during classes! wahahas.. mr gabriel roxx! lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110899517399183421?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110899517399183421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110899517399183421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110899517399183421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110899517399183421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/02/wad-kinda-day-it-ish-today.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110839355820799613</id><published>2005-02-14T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:05:58.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;beeeen since so long since i blogged.. busy with chinese new yr and stuff.. haven count my money yet larr. haha.. today ish valentines day.. hmm.. cant make it larr.. jus reach home not long ago.. went "dating" larr. lol.. was like kena BULLIED by this 3 guys in the cab lor! [hor mr poh?]&lt;br /&gt;idiot de lar.. haix.. then in band sad man. lol.. sad means sad larr.. wahahax.. but its all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming tian hui genng haooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110839355820799613?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110839355820799613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110839355820799613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110839355820799613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110839355820799613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/02/beeeen-since-so-long-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110778561358219198</id><published>2005-02-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:15:34.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so mani days nv blog ler.. haix.. i can like.. pls.. cry anytime now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many many things in ma mind now.. haix.. i'm so worried for my di.. why must he get into such unnesessary troubles? why pple tend to retaliate back? i'm in a state wwhere my tearss are pulled back.. and it can fall anytime.. haix.. heard from hui xin that the lower brasses foudn my file in the porch with my scores flying around.. WAD THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;.. i didnt even touched my file today at all lor.. how the fuck could it be down stairs.. even if it was the trumpeters who took them down, they shud have jus inform me wad.. haix.. wad ish this man.. and when all this things happend.. i heard this song in the tv.. haix.. it makes me wanna cry more man.. it brought back memories.. where are youu? sumwhere out there in da starrs.. till we meet again.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;got my new mouth piece today.. used a megatone 1C lor.. hmm.. nice though.. i'm sleeping early tonight.. perhaps cry to my sleep.. haix.. well.. its chu xin tmr and i'm feeling not good.. though had chinese new yr feelings the past few days. it seems to fade away as all my troubles cover them all up. how sad. *cries* anybody knows how i feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;atleast i feeling a little better after watching the tv show.. and listening to the son that my best buddy sent me.. come home soon. its nice. cool. haix. didi, really hope u will be alright . cos its CNY. if u happy, jie will be happi too.. =) remember dun retailiate. haix. bye. nites pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110778561358219198?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110778561358219198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110778561358219198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110778561358219198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110778561358219198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-mani-days-nv-blog-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110726613921985361</id><published>2005-02-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T21:55:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;woahs.. a load of my mind man.. can consider alot too.. i've spoke to myy section.. haix.. they promised me and i trust them.. trust them that they will change.. haix.. i HOPE.. and i WISH.. hmms.. and secondly i completed the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; wan soh lan's compo and ying yong wenn! haha.. but i still stuck at the damn differentiation.. i do all the excercise and all wrong.. wad ish this man.. kinda tired today.. gguess i gonna lie on myy bed and watch tv rather than sitting in front of da com.. yeaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;woahs. heard those pieces of band music.. really makes me wanna play my trumpet so much.. its so so so so much that i wanna play it immediately..! haha.. so miss the times backk! reallyy.. haixx.. i'm sho bored. once again.. haix.. sadd.. borringg.. and rui xiang nv fails to tell me crap again.. always tok bout same topic onee.. guys guys and guys..lol.. toking to him again on the fone.. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hmmm.. gtgg ler laa.. ciaaaox~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;i lurf jay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i lurf yooos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;steephh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110726613921985361?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110726613921985361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110726613921985361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110726613921985361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110726613921985361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/02/woahs.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110718411787187678</id><published>2005-01-31T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T23:08:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;well.. not a bad day afterall.. haix.. i cant go for band!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i coughed when i woke up.. lol.. my father kicked my bed.. thought there was an earthquake!! 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;haix.. went to schhooll.. then the stupid leongleong sae she complain to wan soh lan sae i nv hand in her stupid product and quotient rulle.. WAD THE hell man.. idiot lor.. then went to the com lab for math.. vector.. still ok ok la..haha.. then chem do experiment.. sad my experiment not ok! haixx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;had minced chicken noodle? LOL.. sian la.. then end of sch.. went to band room updated the reed thingy on the com.. haix..if i cant recover, i cant go for syf? thats was mr poh said.. i so sad lor.. haix.. he sounded angry so i kept asking him if he was larx.. haix.. u know.. its not that i dun wanna go for band.. i went home then helped my mom with the pineapple tarts and stufff then had dinner and did my quotient rule lor.. haix.. did chinese workbook.. and its about 11 now.. so i needa go to sleep soon.. feel like doing sum product rule b4 i sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haix.. mr poh told me sae today asmida and sharifah went to coral sec to watch soccer match instead of doing their fucking projects.. when i saw asmida i thought.. nothing.. but i saw sharifah name.. my heart fucking sunk.. wad the fuck lor.. peer pressure.. i'm sure i gonna shout hella to them tmr.. haix.. i jus afraid i cant control my tear glands.. cos i sooooooo damn fucking disappointed.. i know i cannot give up and i will not give up.. i must MOVE ON! haix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ciaaox.. so wads this? sweet in the begginning and bitter in the end? hmmss.. wonderrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;jay chouu rox! i so lurff him!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110718411787187678?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110718411787187678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110718411787187678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110718411787187678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110718411787187678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/well_31.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110718406671617948</id><published>2005-01-31T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T23:07:46.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;well.. not a bad day afterall.. haix.. i cant go for band!!&lt;br /&gt;i coughed when i woke up.. lol.. my father kicked my bed.. thought there was an earthquake!! 0_0&lt;br /&gt;haix.. went to schhooll.. then the stupid leongleong sae she complain to wan soh lan sae i nv hand in her stupid product and quotient rulle.. WAD THE hell man.. idiot lor.. then went to the com lab for math.. vector.. still ok ok la..haha.. then chem do experiment.. sad my experiment not ok! haixx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had minced chicken noodle? LOL.. sian la.. then end of sch.. went to band room updated the reed thingy on the com.. haix..if i cant recover, i cant go for syf? thats was mr poh said.. i so sad lor.. haix.. he sounded angry so i kept asking him if he was larx.. haix.. u know.. its not that i dun wanna go for band.. i went home then helped my mom with the pineapple tarts and stufff then had dinner and did my quotient rule lor.. haix.. did chinese workbook.. and its about 11 now.. so i needa go to sleep soon.. feel like doing sum product rule b4 i sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. mr poh told me sae today asmida and sharifah went to coral sec to watch soccer match instead of doing their fucking projects.. when i saw asmida i thought.. nothing.. but i saw sharifah name.. my heart fucking sunk.. wad the fuck lor.. peer pressure.. i'm sure i gonna shout hella to them tmr.. haix.. i jus afraid i cant control my tear glands.. cos i sooooooo damn fucking disappointed.. i know i cannot give up and i will not give up.. i must MOVE ON! haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaaox.. so wads this? sweet in the begginning and bitter in the end? hmmss.. wonderrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay chouu rox! i so lurff him!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110718406671617948?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110718406671617948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110718406671617948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110718406671617948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110718406671617948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110699001174003549</id><published>2005-01-29T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T22:14:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a leopard never changes its spots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;action speaks louder than words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried.. i tired my best to change them.. but i nv succeed.. NEVER.. i tired to make them know that a positive attitude ish very important in band.. why always gib those unhappy faces in band? why keep everything to yrself and then tok behind pples back? haix.. why why why? why didnt i succeed? why are they losing interesting in band? why are they always finding excuses to sae that they are right and everybody's wrong.. cant they put themselves into pples shoes? haix.. i'm feeling so down suddenly and i dun know why? hearing that my band members are running like hell and i am at home jus becus i am sick.. heard that theres this sumone who went to complain to MOE bout mr poh? why? wad has he done wrong? all this craps and rubbish happening to the band.. how to survive.. haix.. i really wanna go for band.. sumtimes i think.. why must i care so much? its my o levels exams that i would be taking end of this yr.. why am i caring so much? haix.. perhaps its a sense of responsibilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i wan to teach my trumpeters.. or else one by one they would cum and blame me.. blame me that its my fault, because i couldnt play, they got ppunished and scolded.. but did they ever thought of? its jus me who couldnt play.. atika and syasya ish still playing.. after we leave.. how are they going to survive? they are not working hard at all.. sumpple can take their whole life time to run.. jus a pathetic one round.. wad ish this? sum pple blames me for not going for band.. blames me for being punished.. ask me to go and die.. wad ish this? u think i really wanna fall sick? u think its nice coughing like hell for a hella two months? u think its nice not having such good sleep without waking up in the middle of the night coughing and having sch the next day? u think its nice? i tell u, its not nice.. at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haix.. i was on mc yesterday.. and i had a 4 hr tuition in the night.. i woke up at about 2pm and played the com for about an hour or so and i went to sleep.. i was coughing badly.. i couldnt go for tuition.. and my dad was angry for that.. he said that why i an play com and cant go for tuition.. who saes that pple who are sick cant play the computer? have u ever thought.. u sit in a class hearing sumbody keep coughing and coughing.. and u cant concentrate.. yes his INCONSIDERATE.. where has his thinking gone to? if i am the person sittingint he class.. hearing sumbody coughing like that.. i would feel so irritated and wan to slap her face lor.. and ther he goes saying why i didnt go for tuition.. if its jus a one hour one i dun really mind.. but for heavens' sake.. its 4 damn hours.. how can a sick person stand a 4 hr tuition? wad the fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i really hates being sick.. it takes away my freedom to everything.. haix.. to got for band especially.. haix.. this ish jus my feelings and thoughts at this moment of time la.. i dun care who gonna read this or wadever.. slap me if u not happy lor.. who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I WAN TO CHANGE THEM.. BUT I NEED UR CO-OPERATION.. PPLE HELP ME PLS.. jus help me by changing ur attitudes.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stteeph cries out loudd__`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110699001174003549?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110699001174003549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110699001174003549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110699001174003549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110699001174003549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/leopard-never-changes-its-spots.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110683991157166219</id><published>2005-01-27T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:31:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so called a screwed up day though.. didnt get to slepe alort last night.. keep waking up to cough.. hmm.. my cough was... totally nth to sae bout it.. while going up to class i sorta had an attack or sum sort.. and i couldnt breathe.. got hold of turtle and mr siva saw me.. he told go one side sit.. hmms.. then weiling they all took my bag aay from mii.. thankss.. coughing like hell in class.. then recess.. totally like hell.. hmm.. pple run up cos of the bell.. i walk a distance and sit down.. LOL.. then my dardar turtle pei me la.. of course.. haha.. then we late la but then my form teacher know ma.. then after school didnt eat.. straight away went to band room to settle the reeds.. then in the end i ended up staying till the end of practice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bought quite alort of reeds and a few mouthpieces.. then mr poh decided to change all the data into computer work lor..  so he do the stuff then after that i copy and paste.. then do do do listen to them combine then still left abit of time.. i typed out the repair form.. and pls.. my back was aching like HELL.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;running a fever when i went home.. got flu, got cough.. wad else? hmm.. like bao ka liao lor.. hmm.. i wan to recover fast, quick!! arrghh!!.. then jus now at 10pm go see doctor for the 7th time! LOL.. tmr he gib me MC.. haha.. thought of skipping school though.. but the thought of paisehing turtle.. hurts me.. haha.. but i have to REST.. once again.. my mum keep telling me.. doctors dun gib u mc easily.. u have to rest.. he wans u to rest.. well.. rest lor.. i can sleep whole day.. haha.. shoik mann.. wahahahas* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wonder wad would be turtle's reaction when i tell her i cant cum tmr.. she must be like.. huh.. u pang sae me again.. but nvm i can concentrate in class.. haha.. turtle dun worry.. me gonna miss u! haha.. though now my eyes abit tired liao.. but then dun feel like sleeping so soon lehh.. but also got nth to do.. haixx.. should be sleeping soon.. well.. take care guys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sttephaniie gonna miss yoo[s].. haha.. yoo[s]: didis meimeis korkors papa mummy jiejies and dardar turtle! haha.. muaacccks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciAozz..! *coughhs.Sneezess.dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110683991157166219?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110683991157166219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110683991157166219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110683991157166219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110683991157166219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-called-screwed-up-day-though.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110674942631066150</id><published>2005-01-26T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:23:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; wad a dayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my cough came back today.. i was liek wad da hell.. must be my sister.. and my freaking nose.. haix.. wads happening? not fated to go for band or WAD?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my parents came home today.. tthough i thought it would be nice but then it was freakking HELL.. imagine they gib u faces as black as .......... wad the fuck i thought.. but i jus had to kei siao lor.. arghh my mum wants to view her photos in my com.. well.. i blog tmr.. ciaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110674942631066150?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110674942631066150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110674942631066150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110674942631066150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110674942631066150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/wad-dayy.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110666696901858327</id><published>2005-01-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:29:29.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;school was still bored.. but after schh fun though.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;happy birthday j-e-r-m-a-i-n! its her birthday today.. went to mac to eat then bought her a cake.. went to TM 7 storey to celebrate.. had lotsa fun there though theres only 6 of us.. my dearest hui xin had to leave early. sad=( hehe.. but nevertheless.. got me around sure fun =) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;reached home lerr.. then follow my kor to the armyy shop to sew his rankk.. then while waiting in the car.. saw stars.. though brought back memories.. ai ya.. who caress.. anyway, they were toking bout stupid stuff lorr.. and that jodie keep toking bout mee. lol.. cos b4 that saw nico while we wating for the lift.. why cant the lift came abit faster? dotss.. hmm.. thats all baa.. not much today.. we played trick on turtle then she abit angry.. when she gib u the kind of face.. disaster.. very scary one.. i scared like hell.. hehe.. sorry turtle.. still lurrffe u one hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nittes guys.. i am having problem with the damn nose.. cant control and cant breathee.. haixx.. nitees.. ciaaox..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110666696901858327?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110666696901858327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110666696901858327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110666696901858327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110666696901858327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/cool.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110658186740352021</id><published>2005-01-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:51:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;school was bored.. went for band todayy! haha.. b4 that went to photocopy the theory papers for the sec 1s.. wah took me half an hour.. waiting there for the papers! aiyooo.. hahaa.. well.. during school hours was boring.. started with math and i was half awake.. it wasnt boring but i was sleepy.. u cant blame me for not sleeping early the night b4 becus i couldnt SLEEP.. i smsed until i sleep.. haha.. pls understand.. lol.. then chemistry.. learnt back the topics we learnt last yr lor.. hmm.. then recess.. it was the only day, after school had reopened that i had time to choose the food that i wanted! oh boy.. once in like one month? hope that happens more! =) ss was boring too.. do mind maps [again!!] then EL was more boring.. oh yea, knew my a math results liao.. lol.. only 7 passes from our class.. diaaao.. i had 20 pathetic marks over a 90 marks.. and it wasnt considered BAD.. hmm.. i guess i jus work a little MORE harder.. and wait for tuition's revision.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ritee.x.. mr poh made me teacht eh sec ones.. woahs.. they were noisy man.. haha.. thinking back.. i got so noisy when i sec 1? nopee.. i most guai onee. haha.. didnt know how i made all the wonderful frens but its really fun knowing them.. had to shout here and there.. lol.. then finally mr poh took over.. haha.. taught them a lesson.. feeling good but tiring.. hmms.. then did this....... and that la.... lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;waited for the damn 69 for half an hour lor.. its such a waste of my time man.. sobx.. reached home and didmy mindmaps.. 3 of them 2 chemistry and one ss.. learnt my ting xie.. filed up my math stuff and printed out the cover page for physics.. well.. done quite alot of stuff though.. hehe.. and its reaching 12.. spoke yo mr poh jus now.. on phone and online.. well.. he sae my attitude not bad wor.. lol.. i  used to think i had a very very bad attitude.. cos my dad always says that.. hmm.. maybe i improving la.. haha.. mr poh told me that.. improve not to show him.. make mistakes now rather than in the cruel world outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;is the world outside so so cruel? even bits of small small mistakes can lead u into trouble? pple hates bein punished so why they make the world cruel? hypocrites and all.. liars.. ar wadever.. wads happening? to the world.. wanna know lehh.. haha.. why got this kinda pple.. ahh dun tok bout this liaao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;during PCCG, wan soh lan toked bout rish taking.. she asked everyone except ME.. so is it lucky or unlucky? haha.. well.. in my opinion.. i will take the risk.. because u nv know wads going to happen to u after that second or minutes.. hours days yrs.. why not take the risk.. well.. risk not meaning sumone daring u to jump of a 3 storey building.. that ish brainless.. only brainless pple will do it.. duh.. hmm.. life ish short.. live it to the fullest.. and u never know wads the outcome after that.. =) well my opinion la.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;damn, the air con ish making my shiver.. its cold.. brrrr.. my parents are not back home.. but it doesnt feel as empty as yesterday cos i spent almost half the day active in school.. my maid told me that my mum called and i wasnt at home.. haha.. hope she calls late tmr.. haha.. tmr ish ah toots birthday! but i got a sectional from 3 to 4.. guess joining them after that.. hehe.. or not lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;depends la.. kies.. blogged enuff.. *sneezes* brrrrr.. ccciiiiaaaaooooxx..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110658186740352021?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110658186740352021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110658186740352021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110658186740352021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110658186740352021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110648496816364696</id><published>2005-01-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T20:56:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;doesnt seem to be a great day today.. early early in da morning.. my parents went overseas.. will be back by wednesday night.. and the house ish so so bored without my mom.. hmms.. woke up by the loud loud techno music by my brother who woke up damn early to fetch my parents and went to hospital for his leg injury.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then went to the tampines central cc cos my sis got tkd grading.. so me and my bro went to the cold storage there lorx.. quite bored though.. bout this peanut butter waffle which totally sux.. then went home after that.. then not more than 15 mins went down again.. WASH CAR! WOOHOO.. haha.. can play with water.. now the car so shiny.. but too bad.. no one can fetch me to school.. cos my bro using the car to go to work.. well.. so i have to trouble avanna's mum for 3 days.. hehe.. thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;didnt study thru the weekend man.. slacked most of the time.. wahahas.. so completed the chinese tys jus now lorr.. quite easy bas.. can do marx.. well.. i spent the whole day or i can sae most of the time when i wad using the com.. i was doing blog designs or so called editings.. my brother bugged me for a blogskin so i very good one lor.. i do for him.. very nice leh.. then after that i also go edit mine.. nice liao.. hehe.. hope u all lyk it.. wahahhas.. lifes bored.. without school.. without frens.. sobs.. lets hope for the better for tommorow!! ming tian hui geng hao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wonders wad will happen tmr in school.. wad will me and turtle crap on tmr? wad will happen in band tmr? hmmx.. all this things.. ai yo.. wait for them to happen bas.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so i'm currently waiting for time to fly so that i can watch da ge da! haha.. so for the time being.. smsing my joseph didi and gonna settle my quarter master stuff.. CiAoZ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;____s t eph-llurffes-yoo`s____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110648496816364696?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110648496816364696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110648496816364696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110648496816364696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110648496816364696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/doesnt-seem-to-be-great-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110623484108378897</id><published>2005-01-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T23:27:21.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wad a day in sch0ol today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;started with math.. as usual slack here and there a bit lor.. haha.. recess only me and my dearest turtle went to eat.. haha.. mother tongue was the funniest period i had lor.. turtle started off asking me to draw her shoe.. haha.. then we all started drawing.. then she was saying that we take out the shoe put on the table and write.. ahha.. and guess wad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I DID IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we were laughing like shyt lor.. lucky wan nv scold us.. haha.. so boring.. then cum to the end of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they made us stay back cos to choose the patterns of the class tee lor.. then after a long time.. we actually decided bout it ler.. and this guy named xin wei wans red red and more red.. i mean pple also choose liao wad.. cum out kpkb for wad.. then he ask me keep quiet.. pls lor.. its alreayd like 2.17 and pple got cca at 2.30.. not even have time for a toilet break lor.. if drag on no need liao lor.. then this fellow told me to shut up.. DUH. who ish not tulan.. none of his lanjiao business.. he fucking told me to shut up.. hmm.. so i was damn pissed off.. i started throwing my things around and swearing.. think turtle shocked ba.. haha.. then came home ish worst lor.. sumbody wanna fight with me! LOL.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ar wadever.. it was a bad day ba.. cut my hair! haha.. kies.. gonna call turtle liao... she bugging me..haha.. kk.. see ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lurves my frens especially my kors, turtle and eugene kwan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110623484108378897?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110623484108378897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110623484108378897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110623484108378897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110623484108378897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/wad-day-in-sch0ol-today.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110614491993331170</id><published>2005-01-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:28:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kn0w i said it the last time.. but i wanna sae it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lurrve &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yoo&lt;/span&gt; lin &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt;____`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahax.. all th0se lame and stupid things that we d0 in class.. woahs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i think i found my *zhi xin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;muahahas* dunn0 why lar.. but seem t0 haf l0tsa 0f fun with her ar0und.. i advice her.. she advices me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  i tell her ab0ut the pers0n i s0o0 hate! she tells me how she feel b0ut this and that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it feels great though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ritee.. i didnt get to sleep last night.. waking up to cough like every 2 hrs? and having cramp the whole damn night? woke up thiss morning tired but didnt fell asleep in class.. [maybe the sweets and cookies help =x] and the lame jokes that we share do keep me awake.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;th0ugh sch0ol ish b0ring.. have to spend so many damn hours in that damn classro0m and th0se damn stinking labs.. i think.. my frens made it enj0yable.. especailly my dearest partner.. [i think hor, if she ish readiing this.. she will go "oh my god i feel so hounoured.. *imagining*] i guess i'm learning to appreciate wad frens are for and who are those i hate alot! really alot.. though i know i'm not supposed to hate.. but i jus cant stand their f u cking attitudes. hmm. who cares.. i mean, pple may hate me behind my back too. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had the dreadful a math test t0day. and thanks man.. i g0nna fail it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BADLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its so sickening lor.. having cramps while doing the paper and then i cant think.. forgotten all i studied and the damn teacher ish down there toking and toking.. hmm. well.. things are over.. dun brood over liao. tmr ish a new day! yoohoo.. wonder wad other lame things i could do with my dearest turtle lulu tmr! hehe.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;msg to my precious frens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to linyun : i s0 lurrfe yoo lots! haha.. hope u lurrfe me too! muahahs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to papa vano: papa, no need stress too much ler.. ur nu er ish here for u! hehe.. to take bus with u everyday! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to my maid lingery: haha.. now vice chairman hor.. dun stress too much.. heck care the class la..[=x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to my doggy xiao yan: collect the funds well hor. haha. and then dun so kee siao leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to my mummy siewyun: good luck for ur upcoming tournaments! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to eugene kwan: hi eugene! lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to yg and joey kors: s0 lurfe u kors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- to billabong: rememeber lucky number ish 22 kies.. hehe.. take care! r0ck 0n`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-to myself : lurffe my frens more. study harder. try to not hate.[TRY!] get well soon. stay happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;th0ugh not everyone i wrote the msg to will read them.. i'm sure they feel it! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ps: i didnt have dinner tonight! lol.. wad does that means? dieting starts? or continues?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110614491993331170?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110614491993331170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110614491993331170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110614491993331170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110614491993331170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-kn0w-i-said-it-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110597378497572575</id><published>2005-01-17T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:56:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okays. "reformatted" my blog jus now.. now its more nice.. hehe.. =) i'm bored. its going 11pm and i needa sleep soon.. my fingers are peeling. pain. *ouch*  finished my physics ten yr series! yahoo.. haha.. tmr got chinese ting xie which ish BORING.. haix.. today.. not much things happened la.. oh yea.. i written 7 love letters to my love mates. haha. my section members la! duH!.. hope they will improve or get motivated after receiving love letters from me! muahahas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hmm.. i guess.. i'll end soon. i wanna sae. i lurve u turtle! =p and i lurrve yoo[s]! all of my didi mei meis korkors jiejies papa and mama! hehe.. of course my dog and my maid.. hmms.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*//s t e pph lurrves u aLL\\*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110597378497572575?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110597378497572575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110597378497572575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110597378497572575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110597378497572575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110571809110456833</id><published>2005-01-14T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:54:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hmmx.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;guess wad?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i survived tuition! 4 hours of tuition straight.. though both was quite fun.. understand chemistry and it was such a surprise that i could do almost most of the questions! hehe.. suddenly like so into chemistry.. wahahhas.. then physics.. hmm.. understand the first part then after that i was quite sleepy.. haha.. but still understand ba.. teacher very interesting.. hehe.. then after that went to see doctor.. well.. same old thing.. but today got new things.. he introduced sum "new" thing into my life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i need an INHALER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gosh! first time in my life i'm using that.. and i need to use it for 4 - 5 mths.. its jus like i;m under medication since dec? never stop? haha.. like daily routine liaox..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got 19/20 for my e math test! hurray!! haha.. and my turtle jie got full marks.. haha.. she was jus comenting on my classmate asking "why she so clever ar? improve so much?" and the next second.. her name was announced for full marks! wahaha.. and my name was next.. hehe.. was so happy lorx.. now i undertsand that doing homework ish important.. and i will try to finish them up everyday! i think its because i dun have band and so i could spent my time on my studies.. after i go back for band.. guess i dun have that much time to study.. hmm.. so i must buck. i will buck up and i will try my best! i wanna get good marks.. doesnt matter if i go to jcs or poly.. my results will do the say.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;normally.. pple tend to get really stressed up during sec 4.. peer pressure, parents pressure.. all sorts la.. hmm.. i think wad matters most ish really URSELFs.. its how we think and how we react to problems.. we can choose the tough way now and at the end we have the easy way out.. sumtyms.. pple tend to regret ba.. life ish short.. live ur fullest! hehe.. really wanna get good results leh.. trying very very hard.. haha.. attending tuitions might really help me now.. so this blog will cum to really good use when i am down, studying during this period of time.. hehe.. to let me vent my anger on! hehe.. dun mind arr! and readers[anyone?] can tag me leh.. comment.. suan me.. encourage me.. everything la! haha.. everyone welcumed! wahahas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so now, i hereby pray that all my frens are happy always! always smiling! always stay streess free! hehe.. always safe and sound.. always heathy! and bubbly cheerful! take care my dear frens! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*\\steph lurves u all!//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110571809110456833?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110571809110456833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110571809110456833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110571809110456833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110571809110456833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/hmmx.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110553925985121328</id><published>2005-01-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:14:19.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whats life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Piles and piles of homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lying on my table top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;many many sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thinking about what ish life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is it about studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;isit about playing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i really hope someone would cum to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to tell the stupid me about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We can be a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and save the lifes of pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we can be a nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and treats the patient well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;can can be a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and teach the students good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but we can never be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;if we don't work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahas.. these two poems i thought in class one.. hehe.. know wad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;before i slept yesterday.. i vomited.. and wtf.. i got scolded! lol.. my mum came out then start scolding me.. sae i always mix around with sec 2s.. haha.. well.. i mean no harm mar.. mix around with those stressful pple around me.. later will more stress leh.. then she sae i nv rest.. haha.. ai yo.. dun care lar.. soon like one day later.. she will tok to me de.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had my first tuition this evening.. it was alrite lor.. could absorb most of wad the teacher says ba.. only the sumthing sumthing i dunno la.. haha.. quite boring today.. was totally sleepy in class.. wan sleep early today.. my mum said by 10.30pm =( sad.. piggy sleep liao.. haha.. PIG wad.. wad u expect.. alrite.. gotta stop writing and spent my 15 mins usefully.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110553925985121328?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110553925985121328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110553925985121328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110553925985121328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110553925985121328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/whats-life-piles-and-piles-of-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110545460984948545</id><published>2005-01-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:43:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yoohoo.. haix.. though i sounded so happy.. but thenn i am still sick =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sobx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;last night.. couldn't sleep lor.. did homework until 12 plus then lie until 1 then sleep.. lol. piggy sms with me.. then i woke up at 3am.. and didnt sleep.. i coughed so  so so much lor.. haiz.. then morning wake up so damn tired.. =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yesterday night also went to see doctor.. for thr 5th time.. and found out that i'm having asthma.. god.. wad ish thiss.. haha.. climb 2 stories and blardy panting like hell.. wah.. stamina sure drop like hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope that i can attend this saturday's practice lor.. cos got exchange programme.. but i have yet to ask my mum.. cos i know she would disagree.. and sae the same old thing.. "you have to est.." hmmz.. even if i go, i would be sitting there looking at my dear trumpeteres and the band.. i miss band so so so much.. sitting with the band.. playing music together.. hehex.. memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;today eugene jodie and joseph came over to my house.. then i drew apples for them.. ahha.. looks like my art standard haven drop eh? haha.. love drawing but hates colouring.. how? lol.. eveveryone seemed very stress.. especially my papa whoch ish under pressure.. me and turtle jie like normal like that.. haha.. so early stress not healthy.. will black out one leh.. not good.. haha.. ok la.. my mum gonna ask me sleep soon.. now go eat medicine [so bitter!] then lie down sleep.. haha.. sure cant sleep again la.. ai yo.. haha.. nitez~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110545460984948545?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110545460984948545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110545460984948545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110545460984948545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110545460984948545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/yoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880969.post-110515651815718702</id><published>2005-01-08T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:55:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ARGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i am so damn fuking pissed off lor.. today ish CCA orientation lor.. i wan to go for band to see the performance that my members are putting up and guess wad?! my MUM DUN LET ME GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yesterday sae dun let me go liao then settle la. tuulan enuff liao.. then this morning wake me up and 11am ask me wad time my BAND! FUKK! OVER LIAO LA! haix.. i wan to see.. i wan to cry now lor.. argh.. dun let me go then dun jolly well ask me wad time la.. over liao wad to see.. HUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in band cant do anything already pissed off enuff liao lor.. i wan see them also cant! WAH LAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ARGHHH!!! i feel liek screaming and run of house now at this moment.. arghh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haix.. wad haf i done to becum this sick man.. i wan to go for band.. i wan to play a part in band.! arghh.. arghhhhh..... i wan to see the formation only wad.. also cannot.. ARGH.. blog lata.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6880969-110515651815718702?l=stephanietng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/feeds/110515651815718702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6880969&amp;postID=110515651815718702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110515651815718702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6880969/posts/default/110515651815718702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanietng.blogspot.com/2005/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>im over you</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
