<?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-27963480</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:21:02.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117358357194074965</id><published>2007-03-11T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T19:26:11.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My attempt to post everyday failed.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. results was so so. without art it would be 68%&lt;br /&gt;surpisingly my science was the subject which pulled my avg up.&lt;br /&gt;as i had three well-known close to failing papers.&lt;br /&gt;no. i'm not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;i had this c6 for mathematics. and my mum just couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell. it was just a bad test. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;You know, theres this something about mathematics which makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;i've never remembered an incident which i scored a full marks in primary school for maths. not even in primary one.&lt;br /&gt;hurts me so badly.&lt;br /&gt;And because of a stupid balloon i coloured wrongly in my end year exams, i lost to the first by two marks!  =(&lt;br /&gt;how bad is that. now you know what maths has done to me.&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i do hate maths! argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why they have to put in that miserable unbothered subject , ART inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum : " gracious. your art's a 83 and its second highest on the list! don't you feel shameful! "&lt;br /&gt;*laughs madly *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm proud of didi!&lt;br /&gt;He scored full marks for all his papers except maths.&lt;br /&gt;one question wrong. it was so stupid. that i gave him a slap on his face.&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling you, he deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;i know i may seem like a bad person here, but no pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;i already knew something was wrong when the maths paper didnt appear when i reached home!&lt;br /&gt;he hid it because it was so dumb that he knew he's gonna get it big time.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the first paper i demanded to see was maths.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be full marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness gracious me.&lt;br /&gt;my brother knows his timetable better than any other primary one kid and his division is better than god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 + 8 = 9!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe he let that question doubt his intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;THE BALLOON I COLOURED WRONGLY WAS SOMETHING LIKE THAT. COLOUR THE BALLOON WHICH ADDS UP TO THE BIGGEST SUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloon 1 : 2+8&lt;br /&gt;balloon 2: 2 +7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COLOURED BALLOON TWO WITH MY FAVOURTIE YELLOW COLOUR PENCIL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna let him make that similar dumb mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All his fault. mother said it was 5 dollars per full marks.&lt;br /&gt;see lah. now only $10...&lt;br /&gt;we can only buy like.. 5 packets of staks?&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i left my results slip on the paper,&lt;br /&gt;he took a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ... jiejie. you got 50 something for your maths! "&lt;br /&gt;" ya. so what. you're not gonna get that. hear me. "&lt;br /&gt;" not when i'm your age? "&lt;br /&gt;" hell no. "&lt;br /&gt;" then why did you. "&lt;br /&gt;" because i am jamie. but you are jaren. do you understand that? ''&lt;br /&gt;" yes. are you sad? "&lt;br /&gt;" yar? "&lt;br /&gt;" then i'll give you a stak packet. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok. i was boiling. because my avg wasnt a 70+ without art. and my mum said that 3 close to failing papers is enough a reason to not get any reward.&lt;br /&gt;i silently agree. i didn't tell her home ec was a 2/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i have no money to buy staks.&lt;br /&gt;sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. im so sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;Hol homework yet to be completed, but i'm on it!&lt;br /&gt;take care everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117358357194074965?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117358357194074965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117358357194074965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117358357194074965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117358357194074965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-attempt-to-post-everyday-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117308092628323626</id><published>2007-03-05T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:53:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday To Zoe and Wei en once again!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe's got quite a load of presents. =D&lt;br /&gt;i promised wei en i would pray for him to grow taller! birthday present i guess? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really happy today. ^^&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but yeah, i'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;i reached home really early, thanks to kelyn's daddy who sent us home!&lt;br /&gt;how nice is that.&lt;br /&gt;yep, was in a fluster after school.&lt;br /&gt;glad that everything's settled now. especially that horrible zuo wen of mine. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why people around me are so nice!&lt;br /&gt;haha. me and anthea were eating during janet koh's lesson =X&lt;br /&gt;she was eating her sandwich and i was drinking my packet drink. XD&lt;br /&gt;really funny. lol!&lt;br /&gt;" hey. coming already! keep! "&lt;br /&gt;anthea never fails to argue with janet koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hey, why no paragraphing? "&lt;br /&gt;" there! got what. the two lines. there. and there! "&lt;br /&gt;*her signature shake-head-tsktsk look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's really nice to me as well. i'm glad i gave her a wang wang today. ^^&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is like long time later and she just asked me what i want.&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her in shock and went,&lt;br /&gt;" um.. its, its like so long later? lets not bother about that. "&lt;br /&gt;" you just tell me lah.. or you want go taiwan and choose? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like banging the big notice board.&lt;br /&gt;i must treat the people around me more nicely!&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting such nice treatment without giving anything in return!&lt;br /&gt;this just can't do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im begining to love going to L class for chinese lesson! the environment is just... suitable and lovely for a 35min or 1h 10min in-your-own-world.&lt;br /&gt;although its rather noisy, almost everybody is so eager to answer questions! thus the teacher doesnt have the need to pick people after people to answer qns due to no lack of volunteers!&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for brave intelligent chinese-pros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L class people are really nice!&lt;br /&gt;especially the 3 cute girls.&lt;br /&gt;haha. rather talkative they are too.&lt;br /&gt;they are really cute.&lt;br /&gt;right before chinese lesson, i went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and they were there as well.&lt;br /&gt;they : " hi!! "&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " hello! "&lt;br /&gt;they : " you all won that time the match isit? "&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " yep! we won the match for 3rd and 4th placing! "&lt;br /&gt;*big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned to leave for the door.&lt;br /&gt;they : " bye!! "&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " bye!! "&lt;br /&gt;just when the door is closing, i heard one of them saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" we'll be seeing her like so soon? "&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime we go for chinese lesson, the whole of L class is like.. roaring with noises.&lt;br /&gt;not that everybody talks,&lt;br /&gt;but those that talk, talks SO loudly!&lt;br /&gt;and its deafening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne said that teachers are wrong to say we are most noisy and talkative. because it seem to happen often in chinese class as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. im begining to think that my sudden dumb actions and mess of the mind is caused by weekly art lessons!&lt;br /&gt;IM ABOUT TO GO MAD IF I CONTINUE TO SIT BESIDE THAT CHOI CHIMIN!&lt;br /&gt;If you see him do things, you will go, " OMG. YOU... damn it. "&lt;br /&gt;it has been inside of me since the first month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt the coolest way to sharpen colour pencils!&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to walk to the wastepaper basket at all! sit at your table comfortable, and get it sharpened quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) rob kellyanne of her sharpener.&lt;br /&gt;2) start sharpening your colour pencils on your table.&lt;br /&gt;3) sharpen, sharpen, sharpen.&lt;br /&gt;4) after the rubbish has accumulated to a huge heap,&lt;br /&gt;5) push it to your neighbour's desk! WHICH IS MINE!! i was so horrified because while shifting my paper, i unknowingly pushed my fingers into the huge pile of rubbish that suddenly appeared on my desk! and when i touched my work, it went BLACK. IT LEFT BLACK PRINTS. i was fumming.&lt;br /&gt;6) after you got smacked once or twice, threatened to be stabbed by your neighbour using a yellow colour pencil,&lt;br /&gt;7) use your hands to take up the heap of rubbish and throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;8) remaining small bits shall be swept on to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. HE ISNT THAT NEAT AFTER ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne almost went mad because he took out almost all her colour pencils.&lt;br /&gt;and she wants them back at the original right places.&lt;br /&gt;she kept saying,&lt;br /&gt;" you sure you can put back properly not? "&lt;br /&gt;" NO PROBLEM LAH! "&lt;br /&gt;HE OBVIOUSLY COULDNT DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;in the end kellyanne had to re-put them nicely.&lt;br /&gt;and after that,&lt;br /&gt;"see, i put back already. "&lt;br /&gt;' NO LOR. IS I REARRANGE ONE OK? "&lt;br /&gt;" IS I PUT WAN!! "&lt;br /&gt;" NO LOR. IS I MAKE WAN! "&lt;br /&gt;" OK LAH! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really hard to continue with my work with two people shouting into the right and left of my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with yuwen calling me from behind with such a disgusting name , " Jey-me ar, jey-me. "&lt;br /&gt;i was about to fall into pieces and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atlast, art was over and it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;the cute fishcake in the spaghetti was *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anybody ate spaghetti today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i still ate it. lol!&lt;br /&gt;and elize commented that it was nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, quite a long post. so tomorrow's sean's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;soon it'll be peiying's and doreen's, and kellyanne's!&lt;br /&gt;march is such a happy month!&lt;br /&gt;take care everybody! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117308092628323626?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117308092628323626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117308092628323626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117308092628323626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117308092628323626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-to-zoe-and-wei-en-once.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117301018579064592</id><published>2007-03-04T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:14:48.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the worst thing happened to me today.&lt;br /&gt;i think some heard but i can't help but complain to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my shower in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i dont know why, but i knocked my head.&lt;br /&gt;TO FIND IT HOLLOW.&lt;br /&gt;it went kock.... with an echo inside my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and that resulted to exxxxxxtremely stupid things i did today.)&lt;br /&gt;i started to panick.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to calm myself down. it was in vain.&lt;br /&gt;thus i stopped the madness upon this horrible reason.&lt;br /&gt;MY BRAIN SHRUNK IF NOT, DISAPPEARED!&lt;br /&gt;no laughing matter ok. i was close to tears.&lt;br /&gt;thus,&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed at things and named them one by one, hoping i wont point at something, pause and start to think deeply about it. when its actually something as easy as shitpaper. and i named everything, and that was when my dad walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jamie, are you talking to me? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had this super big question mark on his face that it seemed to have took over his eyes, nose and mouth. he probably thought i'm mad, pointing at things and talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;at this point of time,&lt;br /&gt;i actually teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went,&lt;br /&gt;"dad! after my shower... i realised my head is hollow! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE LAUGHED MADLY.&lt;br /&gt;I COULDNT BELIEVE MY DAD WAS ACTUALLY LAUGHING AT A MATTER SO IMPORTANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" perhaps thats the reason why water is choking up in the drain? i'll check it out later. who knows your brain is down there!! "&lt;br /&gt;and he proceed to laugh in glee as he walked out dragging the pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost jumped on him and strangled his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;and told myself it was silly to be tearing over this matter.&lt;br /&gt;and thinking about it scientifically, it isnt possible for a brain to be washed away, choked up in a drain, to shrink, to be taken away by super powers by somebody who hates me, to have went to other parts of my body or anything just because of a mere bath which i have every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went into my room and saw my youngest brother studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jaren, help jie jie do something. put ur ear against my head and knock it. check if its hollow. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did it.&lt;br /&gt;he jumped away,&lt;br /&gt;shrieking, " IT IS HOLLOW! ITS HOLLOW!!! "&lt;br /&gt;we both SCREAMED. AND RAN TO MY MOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" MOTHER, HER HEAD IS HOLLOW! "&lt;br /&gt;" good gracious me. what the hell. "&lt;br /&gt;" mother, its really hollow! "&lt;br /&gt;i knocked my head again and winced at hearing the kock... with an echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ... i guess water went in ur ear, not allow some noises to enter or leave properly? thats why? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaren : " DONT LIE TO KIDS!!!!! "&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " yeah. got such thing one meh. "&lt;br /&gt;jaren : " jiejie, are you gonna die soon? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i really dont know why i was that dumb today,&lt;br /&gt;but, it was terrifying. i cant believe i actually did something so stupid for all to doubt my intelligence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117301018579064592?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117301018579064592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117301018579064592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117301018579064592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117301018579064592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/03/worst-thing-happened-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117288896063459086</id><published>2007-03-03T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T18:29:20.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another unhappy morning.&lt;br /&gt;i can't feel anymore restless than i am now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm wondering where everybody in my family went.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept rather early yesterday. at around 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;guess my mind needs a rest.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou tammy.&lt;br /&gt;for everything yeah?&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm a senstive shithead. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just yesterday i was reminded that i would spending my birthday at taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;meaning i won't get to see pamela tammy tabby calvin krissy CHUCKY, and so many other friends on my birthday. oh no. no funny presents from my cousins this year uck-sucks. Yet there will be genevieve! kellyanne elize and tttttttheresa , netballers and the rest of 2h. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, audrey is also gonna have a birthday spent there too, the 25th!&lt;br /&gt;but xuanjie said it'll be special for me to spend it somewhere i've never spent it at before. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;well. i dont have an answer why, but i don't like being at another place instead of singapore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, due to the retest, my failing mark for geog transformed into a passing mark by 3! =D&lt;br /&gt;Better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i hope things get better as well. like i always try to lie to myself,&lt;br /&gt;bad things dont come in half a dozen for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe i can't change anybody until i do so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never did. i let it go, and it went. i thought he can't be changed, because thats the way he is. i thought the problem lies with me. it really did seem so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from now on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will believe i can change somebody, all the way till i already did so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;s&gt;believe&lt;/s&gt; know i'm a person important enough this time. you know it too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look out, junwei. somebody's gonna shoot you.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm a good friend. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117288896063459086?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117288896063459086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117288896063459086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117288896063459086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117288896063459086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-unhappy-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117282967107025278</id><published>2007-03-02T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T02:01:11.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE JINGYING AND SALLY TO BITS AND PIECES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE GKs FOREVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEI3 DA4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i'll have to answer to today. but nobody has told me the question asked. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home econ rocks. the eggy thing rocks. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won prcs today. =)&lt;br /&gt;i guess no more is left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who wished luck today, even some not really close friends like the sec 1s. thanks. and K chuen as well! =D&lt;br /&gt;i sure do hope i'll get to see him play.&lt;br /&gt;One important person to thank. coach vivian! though she'll never see this. but she's another wei3 da4 person as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr tong came down today.&lt;br /&gt;" cher, never go maths class today meh. "&lt;br /&gt;"you all LOR. "&lt;br /&gt;elize : " nobody ask you come also LOR. "&lt;br /&gt;( she hmmpfed and left)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;" cher, ytd everybody asked for you to come LOR. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calvins, NO CARS. GEDDIT. NO AHS. GEDDIT.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE I ALWAYS SAY. IF I HAVE A GUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117282967107025278?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117282967107025278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117282967107025278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117282967107025278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117282967107025278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-jingying-and-sally-to-bits-and.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117265681179435973</id><published>2007-02-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:07:55.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And the reason is &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful ain't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perform&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the magic then.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i don't want it that badly.&lt;br /&gt;But what that is, is.&lt;br /&gt;And i respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question must have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to play.&lt;br /&gt;study the word &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;. and &lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i understand why larry said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"　我真的很想打　AHS 的每一个人. . . "&lt;br /&gt;and i still remember the look on he had on his face more clearly than anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, that isn't a way to ruin my happy-living.&lt;br /&gt;bad things do not come in half a dozen for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I've decided i won't let it affect me after careful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But i will remember what i've heard. And make you look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forget is a word that doesnt exist.　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117265681179435973?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117265681179435973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117265681179435973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117265681179435973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117265681179435973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-reason-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117257360490384219</id><published>2007-02-27T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T02:59:26.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PRCS on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;There isn't any other game that i want to win more badly than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a day...&lt;br /&gt;help balls, could-have-shot balls, should-not-have-thrown balls, did-not-go-for balls.&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yes, something to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;so what. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep that away from your mind if thats what you have in there. Because theres a reason why she isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whadevah,&lt;br /&gt;anw my impression of somebody changed en-tir-e-ly.&lt;br /&gt;entirely.&lt;br /&gt;omg lah. another word. jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sure its just that i've not been exposed much to the evil and decieving side of the world. Not that i'm&lt;em&gt; suddenly&lt;/em&gt; betrayed/cheated.&lt;br /&gt;It has always been there. BUT then&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm finally realising its happening EVERYWHERE, i feel i'm so naive and silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, i don't live for the purpose of making people adore me and like me whether sincerely or NOT. Neither do i live for the reason that i'm well-loved. But i'm quite certain that for liking people, it's on the list.&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS WHY, THERE ARE PEOPLE LIKE GENEVIEVE, JINGYING, SALLY. Isnt it. They are all cute and lovely i'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;And i thank them all for being so innocent and kind, although thats what that kept me away from ugly happenings and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i've realised what i really want. So shoo ,the people who DOESNT like me, far away. those who I DONT like as well, let me live a happy life from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important lessons learnt today ok!&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, it was GREAT TALKING TO DOREEN AND KELLYANNE DURING FREE PERIODS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;and i like anthea's presence in the classroom!&lt;br /&gt;bad thing's mr tong's saying both of us can't sit at the back of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure he can't hear our muffled giggles and HMmmmFFss in desperation trying to control the laughter inside. can he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long i've been shooting bullets at theresa. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, right. something really funny happened today.&lt;br /&gt;when i and lydia were in the toilet today. i was washing my hands at the basin and so was she.&lt;br /&gt;this girl from 2L looked up at us, looked away, then back at us again, exclaiming,&lt;br /&gt;" you two are so alike!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure somebody else said that before but i can't remember who. haha. but i guess we do? =D&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lydia's been really nice too! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, ending it here with really good news from lydia and justin,&lt;br /&gt;that the table tennis c'div girls clinched the champs for east zone,&lt;br /&gt;as well as the c'div badminton boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for the rest of ur games! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;we've grown. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure somebody else's eyes watered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117257360490384219?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117257360490384219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117257360490384219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117257360490384219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117257360490384219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/prcs-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117237407633075760</id><published>2007-02-25T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:27:56.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BRYAN! &lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm wishing him again. how nice! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home again today and i think i'll be studying!&lt;br /&gt;yippee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117237407633075760?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117237407633075760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117237407633075760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117237407633075760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117237407633075760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-bryan-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117229880426869384</id><published>2007-02-24T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T06:42:28.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished my maths homework, which i would say is rather suprising.&lt;br /&gt;but well, its a change for the better isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that the weight of the maths textbook together with my papers and maths file is quite annoying. &lt;br /&gt;but like someone said, there must be sacrifices for everything. well, this is a good start for sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wished i could tear out the pages given for homework and then chuck that heavy book into my locker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that, thanks to chimin for packing my locker? you'll never know what a neat-freak he is i guess.&lt;br /&gt;he actually said my locker was very untidy. which i thought was actually neat enough to welcome me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;but he was disgusted, owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt anything on tEEbee, so i came here for a looooong post and changed my blogskin, replied tags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, can't help but mention this, &lt;br /&gt;apparently, somebody annoymous was willing to do something so challenging and difficult like proving something about my language wrong which wasn't my motive or what i think from the very start but rather unwilling to let jamie know something as easy as his/her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really upset about boring and pointless tags from unknown people. =(&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm obnoxious or hard to please but i simply hate annoymous human beings commenting on what i do.&lt;br /&gt;try it with your name.&lt;br /&gt;if u can't help it,&lt;br /&gt;no worries! =D&lt;br /&gt;i have a wonderful and extremely clever solution to your bad habit!&lt;br /&gt;you can write all you want to ask and then answer on a paper, put it in an envelope. next, push it into your own letterbox or throw it over your gate or slide it under, depending on what kind of house you're living in, then get into the house, pick it up, and READ it! &lt;br /&gt;=D &lt;br /&gt;because that what you're doing on my tagboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i always knew i have an imagination so amazing and a brain too smart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can put the applauding aside first. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;right, he/she was also alittleeeebit affected about what i post because i sound like the sky's falling and my dog's dying. Actually i was quite prepared to post something &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; bitter and heartbreaking today but he/she change my mind cause he/she doesn't really prefer me to do so. told me to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although that advice was rather unnecessary, no harm doing people happy. as a matter of fact, i would prefer to say its more of a command than an advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha. ok.&lt;br /&gt;somebody doesn't want me upset, so i shall not be. am i right to say so? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy people cares for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know, why post about this anonymous person which most of us doesnt know. But like i said earlier on, i simply won't post anything of sorrowful shit so i'll just have to crap about unimportant things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure did make half an hour of my life senseless and wasted on this today, but its ok. changes are good.&lt;br /&gt;( forgive my rudeness but i'm not to blame. i don't know you, thus it aint no job of mine to bother about your feelings. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll continue from where  stopped, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look around and go online.&lt;br /&gt;nobody's really online and its boring. &lt;br /&gt;nobody's home as well.&lt;br /&gt;jason brought jaren to his school and&lt;br /&gt;daddy and jacob went to the church.&lt;br /&gt;i'm home &lt;i&gt;alone&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunman's match is on tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i should be saying about it. =/&lt;br /&gt;though i would say we are in no position to ask for too much or have our noses up high, but i guess this is a good chance to prove we did learn after the first time we met them.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, we had training yesterday. and it was ohkay, no aches no pain in the ass. great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne lost her uniform,&lt;br /&gt;so whoever who stole/kept accidentally/tore/used it to wipe spilled drinks/threw it away/decided to burn it after taking the buttons and badges, or just couldnt find shit paper, please return it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so very proud of huituan. she got highest for her english situational writing in class, and if i'm not wrong, its a 28/30? Correct me anybody, its like so damned high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday to liangkai anyways! =)&lt;br /&gt;hope your grades improve this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117229880426869384?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117229880426869384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117229880426869384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117229880426869384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117229880426869384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-finished-my-maths-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117213657010174526</id><published>2007-02-22T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:51:53.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180;"&gt;MY LIFE IS RUINED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUIIIIIINED BY THE MATHS GEOG AND CHINESE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN. THAT EXCRUCIATING PAIN AND HEARTACHE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THAT FAILING AND CROSSES AND.. and..&lt;br /&gt;I'M A TOTAL SHITHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;isnt somebody's gonna save me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117213657010174526?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117213657010174526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117213657010174526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117213657010174526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117213657010174526'/><link rel='alternate' 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just want something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to waste my time tearing newspapers into shreds.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to study.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to spend like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to hear things for once.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to know theres somebody by me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to see how much i'm appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want a difference.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want things to stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to type a message so badly.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wonder why things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i've always been stopped.&lt;br /&gt;yet there is always things that disallow the dropping of eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;yet questions force me to speak.&lt;br /&gt;yet there isn't a name i can pick from my contact list to call.&lt;br /&gt;yet i only have my wall.&lt;br /&gt;yet what i have is my primary story books and myself.&lt;br /&gt;yet the chance seldom comes.&lt;br /&gt;yet i realise everything's been thought about.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps, i come upon things i rather not think of.&lt;br /&gt;yet time isn't something i shouldn't be wasting.&lt;br /&gt;yet i don't have the will and determination to make myself focused.&lt;br /&gt;yet i have to hold myself back for i fear the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;yet my wall doesn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;yet i can't really remember anybody.&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm blinded by anger and unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;yet i love old things.&lt;br /&gt;yet changes can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;yet i have to send myself a message to do so.&lt;br /&gt;yet i arrive at an answer like this.&lt;br /&gt;because it is something beyond my control.&lt;br /&gt;because i thought i had it all right.&lt;br /&gt;because i never doubted.&lt;br /&gt;because i was being too simple minded.&lt;br /&gt;because i thought so great of myself.&lt;br /&gt;because i thougt things come for free.&lt;br /&gt;because i just can't let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet sometimes its best to keep it and pretend.&lt;br /&gt;then hate the fact that no such a person existed.&lt;br /&gt;what hurts most was that he did live for close to a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i just want to drop and break into pieces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet i can't afford to let myself to be stepped on and, gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117206129117145632?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117206129117145632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117206129117145632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and KELVIN or is it, IVAN. i'm telling you now i chose to call ya kelvin. oh, no. its calvin.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm confirming this is my blog , my mother's stepmother's daughter's son. and i'm not a maid. nor am i gerald's girl.&lt;br /&gt;i am jamie pang lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm telling you , you sure did change my impression i had about you.&lt;br /&gt;and i like the little stud there least.&lt;br /&gt;and i like the twirling of my brother's hair.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for stayyyyying. for i dont know what lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;LAH, is just something we like to add at the back of the sentence, in the middle, but guess not at the top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do bear in mind you're not old enough for cars in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;plusplus, i'll think alittle more whether you're suitable for bed time story-telling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but do you lie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117197879695682687?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117197879695682687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117197879695682687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117197879695682687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117197879695682687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny-everybody-d-i-guess-its.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117153460430350413</id><published>2007-02-15T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:16:44.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, the geog test sucked.&lt;br /&gt;So did the maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;And the chinese which i got back.&lt;br /&gt;YAY, fail geog! fail maths!&lt;br /&gt;AND PASS CHINESE BY ONE MARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:#@%(%!($"&gt;#@%(%!($&lt;/a&gt;(!&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe the highest i got for a section was 5 and a half&lt;br /&gt;sian. first paper i lost.&lt;br /&gt;im sure theres more to come. =(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i have to do something about me and my bad sleeping habits.&lt;br /&gt;as well as my time.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i know nowadays i'm really free and have lots of time when im home. guess i should treasure it more and take advantage of it. after those three tests i guess i've got to wake up. cause i really feel like plucking out all my fingernails after the bloody fucking maths test.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i seldom reach home early. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the game with prcs, east spring and damai is over.&lt;br /&gt;won east spring and damai.&lt;br /&gt;but drawed with prcs, and after all and all, we end up as a runner up due to 10 cheap seconds.&lt;br /&gt;IF prcs really gets to the top two, all i want to say is,&lt;br /&gt;TO THE SHAMELESS TIMER, ROT IN HELL. BECAUSE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN RIGHTFULLY OURS. ever heard of RETRIBUTION? don't bother checking the dictionary, it'll soon come to you and you can learn from it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;your success and achievements were merely created from your underhand methods.&lt;br /&gt;she has no discipline and has too big a mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by all means, win, dripping with &lt;strong&gt;shame and guilt&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. they wont. cause tkgs + SALLY shall thrash them FLAT.&lt;br /&gt;FLAT OK! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont want to blame them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;right, you want it, do what you should.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt. but which rule in any goddamn fucking book says that for not performing on court deserves a punishment of an extra 10 seconds given to our opponents FOR THEM TO DRAW WITH US. AND THEN TOP OUR GROUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is unfair. &lt;br /&gt;but whatever. blame on nothing but evildoings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damai game was ok. just that the defenders kept attacking me.&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;at every second, her ass sticks out, attempting to knock poor me out of court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate Vday! BAHHHH. but thank those for the lovely gifts.&lt;br /&gt;smack the kellyanne's butt. she never give me valentine day present. i'm sure she promised me. she never keeps her promises made to me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im extrrrreeeeeemely hungry now for i only had one packet of chicken rice for the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;mr chua robbed me of my recess.&lt;br /&gt;shikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newly pierced earringhole today! thanks with a question mark. LOL. like you said, good things will happen in return when you fall upon misfortunes.&lt;br /&gt;yep, unfortunate it is, argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117153460430350413?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117153460430350413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117153460430350413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117153460430350413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117153460430350413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-geog-test-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-117066377240642901</id><published>2007-02-05T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:22:52.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this made me laugh so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was calling home.. but i got sent to the mailbox , so i tried again and again.&lt;br /&gt;then theres this guy behind me, who was holding his phone, talking.&lt;br /&gt;and so i turned to elize,&lt;br /&gt;and said, " see, im talking to that guy behind "&lt;br /&gt;elize : "huh??? " (she took a few seconds to realise i was being dumb)&lt;br /&gt;i moved foward to kellyanne.( phone still at my ear )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " kellyanne, see, im talking to him. " *points*&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne  rolls her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;the guy started to run. for what , i didnt know at that time.&lt;br /&gt;jamie : (speaking into the phone) : " hey! stop running!! i can see you. dont run!! "&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne  (shocked) : " huh! really meh!! "&lt;br /&gt;he stops running.&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " good, u stop running. "&lt;br /&gt;elize : " SHE JUST PLAYING LAH. "&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne : "but.. i thought... "&lt;br /&gt;and she hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mad laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " oh man, he still ran in the end. and how dare he hang up on me! "&lt;br /&gt;(walk walk walk walk )&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, at the turn, we see him walking with a pink bag girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " hey! how dare he hang up on me just because he wants to run to catch up with that pink bag girl!! "&lt;br /&gt;kelyn : " where where where? !"&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " THERE. FANCY RUNNING JUST TO WALK WITH A GIRL. DESPO. "&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " lets go walk with them. run, quick, quick. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kelyn and huituan chionged suddenly ) i'll never understand how people can move that quickly with schoolbags. and so, while running,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie : " quick quick, huituan, kelyn, quick! quick, go up close to them. then get into twos. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught up with them.&lt;br /&gt;kelyn and huituan stood closely behind them.&lt;br /&gt;behind them were me and kellyanne then behind was elize and lixuan. so from far we look like kindergardens going for excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we followed, followed, followed, the curves and bends, we followed. hahahahaha. i bet they knew but didnt know what to do to us.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid is that. and finally, we got on the same bus as them.&lt;br /&gt;we went up first, going to the upper deck. they came up too. but there isnt any more space. and so they decided to go down. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" dont go! there are still spaces infront!!!!&lt;br /&gt;... aww man! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;coral tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;jingying rocks! jingying rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda : "sheena, clarice! &lt;-( or is it clarise ) siam leh! "&lt;br /&gt;jingying : " bu4 yao4 zhe4 yang4! bu2 yao4 shuo1, SIAM! shuo1, QING NI RANG YI RANG. "&lt;br /&gt;WHOO. JINGYING ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;qing ni rang yi rang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-117066377240642901?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/117066377240642901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=117066377240642901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117066377240642901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/117066377240642901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-made-me-laugh-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116973457530788652</id><published>2007-01-25T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T06:17:26.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it has been long since a proper post's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is like. so. blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT, i have something that has been pestering me since last thursday. There is this shithead in 2J, this guy WHOM I DONT EVEN KNOW, said i was siao. SI -A-OW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all i did was,&lt;br /&gt;" hi, may i know where lixuan sits? "&lt;br /&gt;" dontknow go away. "&lt;br /&gt;" i NOT EVEN ASKING you lar??? "&lt;br /&gt;LIKE 2J ONLY GOT THAT BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;and it muttered a "si-aOW" with a horrible glare at me!&lt;br /&gt;"KELLYANNE! THAT GUY OVER THERE SAID I WAS SIAO."&lt;br /&gt;i trembled slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying all 2J people are like that, some are really nice. but this guy is a BASTARD. the guy that sits near the door. if u are his classmate, slap him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, on wednesday, we met coach vi vi ant.&lt;br /&gt;she's great. haha.&lt;br /&gt;"Wicked to be kind, Evil to make you realise."&lt;br /&gt;"God gave us two hands, so use them both "&lt;br /&gt;AND LASTLY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BEND STRETCH LIFT." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. she wants the ball.&lt;br /&gt;" i want the ball. i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.i want the ball.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see that kelyn , kellyanne ( +i ) love her to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, right. i dropped my 6280 into WATER today.&lt;br /&gt;damn. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;third phone in less than a month. SPOILT.&lt;br /&gt;mummy told me to dry it. i guess that only means she isnt planning to get me another one. ha.&lt;br /&gt;thank justin for drying it for me, and no, my hand will never get stuck in the tumbler. And thank those for saying nice things after the luesar game. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failedmy chinese test badlyyyyyy. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is meimei for everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="630" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/Cherry3_edited-1.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. no homework today i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116973457530788652?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116973457530788652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116973457530788652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116973457530788652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116973457530788652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-it-has-been-long-since-proper-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116937331547057200</id><published>2007-01-21T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:55:15.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI, i'm jamie. and i think people who cant help saying vulgarities when talking to me should die and rot in hell! !!!&lt;br /&gt;especially those that says, FUCK JAMIE! =D&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU not. i'm not as stupad and low as you.&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116937331547057200?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116937331547057200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116937331547057200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116937331547057200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116937331547057200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-im-jamie.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116860683297027129</id><published>2007-01-12T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T05:00:32.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so very tired.&lt;br /&gt;but im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may not be cute,&lt;br /&gt;we may not be good.&lt;br /&gt; but for as many bads about us ,we know&lt;br /&gt;i have something i love about us to follow.&lt;br /&gt;goodness, i wonder what david did to me. things are starting to rhyme too much.&lt;br /&gt;i love the shameless singings/screamings while walking home.&lt;br /&gt;but it was good yeah?&lt;br /&gt;i'll love us for who we are. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a big big &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; lantern me and kelllllyyyyyyyannnnttttttttt's gonna make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not to forget, happy birthday my dearest keiko!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116860683297027129?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116860683297027129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116860683297027129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116860683297027129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116860683297027129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116826834493726890</id><published>2007-01-08T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T07:02:18.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking did not stay up at close to ELEVEN when theres school tomorrow just&lt;br /&gt;TO hear somebody throw sacarstic remarks and snorts at me,&lt;br /&gt;TO hear nothing but you typing, THEN telling me about chatting to others with vulgarites,&lt;br /&gt;TO hear you say, " listen to me talk" and all i hear is ur keyboard talking to me in a language i reckon i soon will understand. and its so like saying, " oo, somebody's hitting me, so WHY are YOU here? you just have never-exploding handphone bills i guess? " bingo keyboard, u are so RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSE, I DONT LIVE MY BLOODY FUCKING WASTED LIFE JUST TO BE SHOUTED AT. BECAUSE MAY I NOT BOTHER WHAT I LIVE FOR,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DO KNOW I DONT LIVE FOR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes this is why i realise what are walls for.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember jamie didnt say bye first today. you did. and congrats, for you did yourself proud. Oh right, I may be lying often.But so do you. im happy im saying this, cause i know you lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's going to be great. because its gonna be gone after i sleep. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116826834493726890?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116826834493726890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116826834493726890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116826834493726890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116826834493726890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/01/bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116782606884752351</id><published>2007-01-03T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:07:48.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was not reeeeeeeally a BAD day for first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt reeeeeeeeeally good too.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our form teacher talks in an amazing bochup way , with the same 'mrs lau tone', which is the 'dead-heartbeat tone'. He rants on and on like a jammed hand-fan, seldom stopping. when he smiles, it doesnt look like a pleasant one. More like a smirk was what kellllllyannnnt said. in fact, he doesnt seem to have a variety of facial expressions. plusplus, he seems to be fond of saying, ' or what SO evahh". he thinks we are slow with our apples and pears, and doesnt appreciate our cute little trees as much as we thought he should.he brings the idea that he would just put the marker and walk out of the classroom door anytime to my mind. im not saying he's bad, but thats what i think about him. which wasnt unpleasant, but what i feeeeeel weeeeeird about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, it wasnt reeeeeeally bad and i actually had more to complain last year about that shithead.&lt;br /&gt;so yep, ta jiu shi Mr T-oooong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the horrible part has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;for we had to sit our original positions, &lt;em&gt;last year's&lt;/em&gt; position.&lt;br /&gt;fuck that bulllshit.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;SC K  -UUUUUOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s, many many people with contacts this year!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and one poooor girl with sore eyes but without alarm clock. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116782606884752351?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116782606884752351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116782606884752351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116782606884752351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116782606884752351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-was-not-reeeeeeeally-bad-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116729789983082070</id><published>2006-12-28T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:31:44.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JL : " hey, is it like raining? "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " .... yar. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elize : "just now got one guy ask me, " hey, is it like raining. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " duh. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* turns around , looks at him and snorts *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " hey, miss, u guys know velvarie? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " uh... "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " UHHHHH. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " u guys from ANg LI can high right"&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp; Elize : " uh, yeah. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " never heard. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " its spelt, V E L V A R I E. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " nevered. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* big glare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " um ,its like raining here, can we like go somewhere else to talk? "&lt;br /&gt;like UHH. of course, elize just told u its raining. and its raining. not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its like raining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. not LIKE raining. it IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* elize points to park shelter *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " so, erm, hello! you all know wheres the changi airport? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and Elize : " uh yar? "&lt;br /&gt;JL: " how do u like, get there? "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " take 53 from the bustop down the road "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CLAP HANDS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " um... oh... "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " uh. or take the train. switch train when u reach tanah merah. ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* JL acts cute and scratches head. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " yar, i just came singapore yesterday, im taiwanese and i came here to study... and im liek so anti- social in taiwan.. i dont have much friends... so, yar. how u get there? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; Elize : "uhhhh... okayyyy.. "&lt;br /&gt;(nobody asked why he's here and why. and he obviously wants us to bring him there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fishy.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " u came here to study, just ytd, why want go changi airport? "&lt;br /&gt;JL :" um.. chocolates. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " chocolates can be bought everywhere in singapore. even whitesands. so go lar? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*points to white sands *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " where do u guys live? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " there. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* points blindly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " FAR. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " guess my age. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " ..... 18. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " wow, its like, wow, did i tell u my age just now. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " uh. LIKE no? "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " its like, wow, such a spot on? its like, u know how to guess?? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " EVERYBODY knows how to guess. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* JL rolls eyes and, *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " like, guess correctly. "&lt;br /&gt;OEY, THEN IT WOULDNT BE GUESSING OK? IT WOULD BE KNOWING AND TELLING YOU. STUPAD. STILL DARE TO ROLL EYES AT ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " so you're here to SEARCH FOR FRIENDS? "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " EXACTLY, u got it right! so hello! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* stretches hand for a handshake *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Elize proceeds to give a super super three lined diaoed face*&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " NOnonono, i dont do that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;handshake &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stuff. and, u said hello just now already. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* JL awkwardly pulls his hand back. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " singapore is a VERY VERY unfriendly and unkind country. u shouldnt be here to find friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*rolls eyes *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " i study in jdjbdabibobd "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i couldnt hear properly. neither could elize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " OH. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " so , can we be like, friends?"&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " as in ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*stares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " BEST friends? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*roll roll roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : ; u're right again?!! "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " well, then, thats sad. heres my best friend and heres hers. so , yeah. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* elize laughs *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " u work in media corp isit? "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " NO? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* classic diao look *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " u speak chinese? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " uh. yes. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " u look malay to me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*elize laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " no i am NOT. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* glares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " ok, ok, then u're mixed? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " yes AND I AM NOT MALAY. "&lt;br /&gt;i secretly muttered the f word unporperly due to my retainers. fucking retainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " let me guess ur age. "&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT EVEN SAY I ALLOWED HIM TO.&lt;br /&gt;" like.. sec 4? u look poly. "&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " so can we be friends? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " why dont u be friends with THEM "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*points to a group of ahbeng malay boys walking past* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " i dont make friends with other races. "&lt;br /&gt;spits ," racist. " .&lt;br /&gt;JL : " no offence but i just dont make friends with people of other races. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " daddy's indonesian and i might so likely be an indian "&lt;br /&gt;( i dont know about that. im just guessing. XD )&lt;br /&gt;JL : " nono, its different. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Elize gives the whatever look *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " Dont you smile? "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : "no. "&lt;br /&gt;JL : "but just now u got. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " then she meant seldom. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL : " its like, can you all give me some response?? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp; Elize : " HELLO? we have been giving you response for the past half an hour??? "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " ok, so u mean, like, the san tiao xian? ( -&gt; =.=;;; )"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i thought elize wanted to give him four. cause elize was lookign like that. =.=;;;; . LOL *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " no. i dont do that san tiao xian stuff ok ? "&lt;br /&gt;JL : " then? "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " what i gave u just now was the HUH with a question mark and a exclamation mark behind ok? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " i cant believe we actually entertain him for half an hour ."&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " its like he's siao and like, well . im scared he'll do anything. "&lt;br /&gt;Elize : " somemore, he like got skin disease... "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie : " white lashes and big pands eyes. "&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; Elize : " uh.. ' &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:185;"&gt;Omg lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;* shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his name is jia lun. damn u jia lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116729789983082070?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116729789983082070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116729789983082070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116729789983082070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116729789983082070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/jl-hey-is-it-like-raining-elize.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116720985343043576</id><published>2006-12-27T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:57:33.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to wear a pair of bloody fuckers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retainers are bad. they make ur mouth seem like a swimming pool. bad bad bad retainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dr jo, i cant eat in this shits? "&lt;br /&gt;"yes. u've got to take them out. "&lt;br /&gt;" har. so mafan? "&lt;br /&gt;" yarrrr. "&lt;br /&gt;" can i drink? will it flood? my saliva is rising. im dying."&lt;br /&gt;" heres ur card, arrange the appointment outside my dear and no it will not flood."&lt;br /&gt;and she proceeds to give me the *dr-jo-diaoed-look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i FORGOT my lock combination number. so who can save me now? Huh?! say lah. who can. &amp;($%(^^$#^*@!!!&lt;br /&gt;i havent even read one third of I am David.&lt;br /&gt;how, how, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;what have i done.. to make you who i not know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116720985343043576?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116720985343043576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116720985343043576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116720985343043576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116720985343043576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-to-wear-pair-of-bloody-fuckers.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116704934612726217</id><published>2006-12-25T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T04:28:10.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe im still running a close to 39 degrees fever.&lt;br /&gt;bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;im so miserable, that i've been at home in the morning watching powerpuff girls celebrating christmas on tv. all the no sense like them recieving charcoal from santa and princess being a powerpuff girl makes me shrivel + pull mr teddy closer to me and my pink blanky on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;oh lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, spongebob celebrating christmas. im like wtf, ME am not out celebrating but at home watching these ridiculous talking fishballheads of the colours, red blue and green celebrating christmas as well as a yellow blockhead that has holes in multiples of 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodthing i went over to krissy's later in the day, so i shall stop hurling meancakes at dear spongebob and the lovely powerpuffs, cause i still love you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bloody misplaced my phone.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SCREWWWWWWWWWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : im just super pissed im in this stupid state. so quit doubting my shan4 liang2 nature okeys? BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116704934612726217?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116704934612726217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116704934612726217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116704934612726217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116704934612726217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-cant-believe-im-still-running-close.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116668227629564138</id><published>2006-12-21T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:55:28.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have these red and warm water-producing eyes..&lt;br /&gt;its either my hands are cold or im burning hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick! T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as farrr as i know,i didnt get drenched today.&lt;br /&gt;theres bbq later on i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i've lots to complain. =(&lt;br /&gt;mother says im spending too much.&lt;br /&gt;she ALWAYS saying that. she says i spend too much just because my brothers dont spend. then it shouldnt be too much but most or the only one what. and she always judge the 'too much thing' by the most expensive shopping trip instead of the average of all. which, i think its supposed to be what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not like i spend all day and night.........&lt;br /&gt;she didnt give me my allowance this week!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;*%&amp;amp;*$%)@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess today's match was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sally slapped me a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;but she's nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;she says,&lt;br /&gt;"go jamie, u can do it. "&lt;br /&gt;when shes defending me during the shots. lolzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i'd wish she said it more, cuzz my shots werent very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyar, but she keep slapping me lah!&lt;br /&gt;she shouldered me once in the cheek,&lt;br /&gt;slapped me 7 dozens,&lt;br /&gt;and kicked a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;she's like. one hand catches ball , one hand pushes me.&lt;br /&gt;grr, sally, grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this stupid show on, named cowardly the dog or smth. im like wtf when i switched on the tv and saw this freak pink dog prancing around, well, i much prefer the untalkative bunny, because it looks so fugly or maybe,&lt;br /&gt;damn. im having a throbbing headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116668227629564138?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116668227629564138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116668227629564138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116668227629564138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116668227629564138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-these-red-and-warm-water.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116658907033906576</id><published>2006-12-20T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:31:10.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" open your mouth jame dear.. ,&lt;br /&gt;bigger.. bigger?&lt;br /&gt;u cant go bigger? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muffle muffle muffle*&lt;br /&gt;" no&lt;em&gt;f&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;*shakeshead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" oh dear! how am i going to get those devils away from ur teeth? "&lt;br /&gt;"blroody fruck....... "&lt;br /&gt;so i spent an hour an a half there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing the horrible rash on my neck disappeared and those on my hands just started to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother is much worse. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was waiting for darrence at a overhead bridge, i witness this really funny scene.&lt;br /&gt;a minibus stopped at the road side, for no reason, (it seemed to me)&lt;br /&gt;and the door opened. theres this chinese man walking pass it, when a olddddd lady fell out of the door, onto him.the lady was like wailing and that man didnt even have the little strength needed to lift that skinny lady. feeeeeeble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people walked pass yet didnt bother.&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turbans&lt;/span&gt; from different directions swarmed towards the minibus.&lt;br /&gt;well, from the top, what i see was different coloured circles moving there.&lt;br /&gt;and after they lift the lady up, the chinese man started to yell and jump. and im like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" darrence, people who wear turbans are singhs right? "&lt;br /&gt;" yes, i suppose so, and why? "&lt;br /&gt;" next time if u are still helping to do the.. donation thing, target them, esp those that wear turbans k kor? they are &lt;em&gt;very very&lt;/em&gt; kind and helpful."&lt;br /&gt;" ??? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.=;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tasteless is my life. candies and sweets are just consolations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116658907033906576?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116658907033906576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116658907033906576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116658907033906576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116658907033906576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/open-your-mouth-jame-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116642921717893623</id><published>2006-12-18T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:06:57.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when my tongue healed..&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought i could eat properly..&lt;br /&gt;and speak properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when, just when....&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought all was fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tore my lips and bled....&lt;br /&gt;i am getting so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116642921717893623?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116642921717893623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116642921717893623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116642921717893623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116642921717893623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-when-my-tongue-healed.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116557950979099889</id><published>2006-12-08T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T04:06:49.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training today was ok. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been bullying my brothers. alot.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall proudly tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jacob, do u know theres a story book about me?"&lt;br /&gt;" reaLLY!!"&lt;br /&gt;" neh,stupid. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="441" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/27112006622.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i not stupiddd...."&lt;br /&gt;" u are lah! u dont even have a storybook about you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention this guy cant eat prawns, crabs, lobsters, almost all kinds of seafood?&lt;br /&gt;i ate a whole plate of 18 prawns right infront of him.&lt;br /&gt;" never eat prawn de4 ren2, wash plates!! "&lt;br /&gt;" not eat prawn de4 ren2 meh? "&lt;br /&gt;" of course not lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jaren! do 2more pages of maths, "&lt;br /&gt;" talk somemore? 4,"&lt;br /&gt;ok, do double. which means twenty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"why? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" because i say so mah. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, whenever my brothers walk past me,&lt;br /&gt;they pat me on the head and,&lt;br /&gt;" good jie jie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people that often ask who im talking to. mei2 li3 mao4.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i answer, frequently i get into trouble and recieve shouts.&lt;br /&gt;i shall learn today, NEVER to answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope that hurt at least one person so badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korkor says theres ju-on tonight! goodbyees. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116557950979099889?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116557950979099889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116557950979099889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116557950979099889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116557950979099889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/12/training-today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116519314106542667</id><published>2006-12-04T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:45:50.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a bad morning.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whats more later on in the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better pray.&lt;br /&gt;my thumb and right leg were irritants when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;daddy suggested to visit a doctor or something.&lt;br /&gt;i insisted no. they have always played a part as crying infants once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;they'll be fine, i know...&lt;br /&gt;oweells, but it was so painful i told myself to forget training.&lt;br /&gt;pulling onto a bookshelf to help myself up,&lt;br /&gt;the books tumbled down. a r g hhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;one gave me a red mark on the forehead and a couple broke my specs which were lying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to get my second pair of specs, i walked out of the room. but into the door.&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot i closed the door last night and i thought it was my brother's door as its often closed and its of the same colour and his room is facing mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:^&amp;%*^^$^@$&amp;amp;^E%&amp;*#$"&gt;^&amp;amp;%*^^$^@$&amp;^E%&amp;amp;*#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i walked straight into it as i wasnt wearing my specs.&lt;br /&gt;and boy, was it painful.&lt;br /&gt;feeling like nothing but a shithead,&lt;br /&gt;i put my miserable self back into bed with sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its 8.13 now..&lt;br /&gt;so i  guess training started?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so angry with someone yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday's yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i think yesterday's yesterday's yesterday too.&lt;br /&gt;im sure today as well.&lt;br /&gt;yes, its the same person.&lt;br /&gt;and, im forgetting and forgiving. :)&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i just cant stand it. :(&lt;br /&gt;what you say wont affect me, neither will it matter. because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall be&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; one that hurt people with words. bahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate it when people boh dai boh chi go open the fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jaren, can u stop opening the fridge? how disturbing."&lt;br /&gt;mummy : "precisely. "&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna sit infront of the computer allll day.&lt;br /&gt;every step i take is making me scream. lol.&lt;br /&gt;elize even lied to me! she said NO more trainings, just friendlies.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;theres plenty this week ok?&lt;br /&gt;i'll never believe elize again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i liiick dead sheeeeeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i drink their blood from their wounds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how cute is that, sean? &lt;em&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116519314106542667?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116519314106542667/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116463815274611375</id><published>2006-11-27T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:59:36.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are always saying,&lt;br /&gt;'whats with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoouuuuuu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouts. screams. yelllllls.&lt;br /&gt;wadevah.&lt;br /&gt;now i really wonder, wonder and wonder, how you talk to her&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe aliens abducted you last last night, or maybe it was last last last night for having a too higtoo high a tolerance level for jamies that they thought it needed an experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes, the sentence before was in past tense. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an empty trip to kallang today.&lt;br /&gt;and then a 2kg-eg and watery trip home.&lt;br /&gt;and bryan actually thought that 2kg came from the rain water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116463815274611375?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116463815274611375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116463815274611375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116463815274611375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116463815274611375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-always-saying-whats-with.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy 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type='html'>has been long since i posted,&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alicia's house on friday night to saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;when we first reached, we went online. four computers.&lt;br /&gt;haha. she has four members in the family. so four computers?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006561.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="450" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006562.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keiko. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006563.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huituan's and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited for close to an hour for the lost pizza man.&lt;br /&gt;haha. he didnt know how to get to alicia's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when he arrived,&lt;br /&gt;the door lock refused to open and welcome him.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to go by the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : " he is quie understanding. holding three boxes and five garlic breads, standing outside for more than 5 minutes. . (hey, was it garlic?) "&lt;br /&gt;keiko : " we understood him for an hour, jamie. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006556.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006555.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006553-1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006559.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy messy messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/18112006552-1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very equal size of cups there.&lt;br /&gt;alicia's, mine, huituan's then keiko's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were odne with eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movieees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toyko Drift was first, then Van Helsing and Initial D&lt;br /&gt;then Ella Enchanted. then material girls the next morning and monster-in-law the next night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006567.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van helsing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006568.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet its huituan who took this so very pointless picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006574.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006569.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see everyone hugging the beaR? u know why?&lt;br /&gt;because it was a gift from ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006576.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big tveeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006577.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia's smelly smelllly pillow.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was too cute, i have to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006580.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006578.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fooled with the abacus for alittle while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006584.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i do have a crush on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after escape...&lt;br /&gt;we came home and watched monster in law.&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes, it was material girls we watched before we went escape at tm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof of alicia's love and biasness towards ME :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006590.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she won this at escape when playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006587.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/19112006588.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie cooks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after training..&lt;br /&gt;it was tm for food.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the toy's section at isetan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006591.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elize's favourite! (?) :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006592.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly-anne likes this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006593.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006594.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think dolls nowadays llook so slutty?&lt;br /&gt;the ones few years back were so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006598.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody else wrote it. we just passed it. swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/21112006599.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhh, he makes kelly-anne feel h*rny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116408190563299719?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116408190563299719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116408190563299719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116408190563299719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116408190563299719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/has-been-long-since-i-posted-so-here.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116372921909491281</id><published>2006-11-17T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:06:59.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wondering if i really should go for trng.&lt;br /&gt;not until my mum told me da jiu and ah yi will be coming at 5, all must be home.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, she won't be turning up.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. mummy doesnt do what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting pretty sensitive nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely definitely kept wondering about things that i shouldnt but should be wondering about.&lt;br /&gt;and get all pissed and grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effort only put in for the sake of your satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;effort put in for only my fears and doubts?&lt;br /&gt;effort 'used' to get what that was said isnt mine?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't any effort of mine, there isnt an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear is still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help, but try so very hard to convince myself i do not care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116372921909491281?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116372921909491281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116372921909491281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116372921909491281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116372921909491281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/wondering-if-i-really-should-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116368861702673803</id><published>2006-11-16T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:30:45.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, it has been long since i posted.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. havent been using the com since dont know when.&lt;br /&gt;a few bo liao pictures.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY was a whole day of fun at keiko's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i just came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="594" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006527.jpg" width="594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALICIA!&lt;br /&gt;was too tired from making out with huituan.&lt;br /&gt;it was so obscence.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="603" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006534.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="542" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006529.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minesweeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="474" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006520.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffering from depression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, everybody was too busy to bother about me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, so, me and keiko did this thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="500" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006522.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. well, the main motive was to waste the whole roll of hello kitty tape???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="356" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006523.jpg" width="555" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="333" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006525.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alicia used it for another purpose.&lt;br /&gt;practising rituals.&lt;br /&gt;ritual garment?&lt;br /&gt;no doubt :D&lt;br /&gt;"where is the xiang1 ar? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="502" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006512.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil evil me and huituan.&lt;br /&gt;i bet ten clips and rubberbands or so i used, one hairband, one pair of sunglasses, two shoelaces, a watch, a tampon and a condom.&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;that was the top view.&lt;br /&gt;heres the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="635" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006514.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="606" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/14112006517.jpg" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont do that! u're so pretty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia was a dear. she ate close to 8 taupoks for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;wet sloppy kiss for her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly today.&lt;br /&gt;was okay i guess. nothing much, but i hate to say kfc was the best part of the day, and somebody has a perveted mind. for what she has in mind and in her eyes are nipples, nipples, nipples. know who??&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and my superstar? = lixuan.&lt;br /&gt;i love her 'wooooo3 '&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yay, i support ok? i like the nodding of the head. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u want to sleep on the bus, never, NEVER, EvEr SIT BESIDE HUITUAN.&lt;br /&gt;1) SHE JERKS TOO HARD WHEN SHE LAUGHS.&lt;br /&gt;2)SHE LAUGHS LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;3) SHE MAKES EVERYBODY LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;4)AND EVERYBODY ELSE WHO ISNT LAUGHING STARE.&lt;br /&gt;5)AND IT SELDOM STOPS.&lt;br /&gt;6)SHE KEEPS MOVING AND THE EARPIECE DROPS.&lt;br /&gt;7)SHE MAKES EVERYBODY SING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT DEFINITELY ISNT A GOOD PLACE TO SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont need warnings, dont need hints. i just want to do it that way, i dont need my best either, i know my limits and how long it will be. i will, i want and sure, im eager to go but you guys are just giant hooks bloody holding me back, im sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116368861702673803?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116368861702673803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116368861702673803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116368861702673803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116368861702673803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-it-has-been-long-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116279124613768138</id><published>2006-11-06T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:34:06.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont watch tv these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;i have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;/strong&gt; [sorta, i was pretty insane]&lt;br /&gt;i believe honesty is usually the best policy. [its never so]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i curse&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes. [most of the times in fact]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally smart. [i really am]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, f.o.c and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;i have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;i have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;i like the way i look.&lt;/strong&gt; [it doesnt really matter, does it?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am usually pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt; [definitely]&lt;br /&gt;i have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am currently single.&lt;br /&gt;i have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would rather shop then eat. [no way]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt; [i dislike people, i dont hate]&lt;br /&gt;im a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/strong&gt; [yes, people think im old.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;i watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;i have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt; [just sometimes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have tried alcohol before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;i would die for my best friends. [i dont think anything's worth dying for, right now.]&lt;br /&gt;i think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;i have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;i love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween is fun because you get candy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;i have more than just my ears pierced. [i would love to]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i walk barefoot wherever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;i love sea turtles. [i think they are gay]&lt;br /&gt;i spend ridiculous money on makeup. [ i dont do anything like that]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt; [yesssssss]&lt;br /&gt;i'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;i've worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;i hate office jobs. [i thinkits boring]&lt;br /&gt;i love sci-fi movies. [no way]&lt;br /&gt;i think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;i went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love kisses.&lt;br /&gt;i fall for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;i adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;i usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;i can move my tongue in waves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;i still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt; [its seldom i dont]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try to forget things by drowning them with distractions.&lt;br /&gt;climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/strong&gt; [then fall]&lt;br /&gt;i have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wear a toe ring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a tattoo. [i kinda want one. =X]&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with. [when i cant stand you, i wont be working with you]&lt;br /&gt;i am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;i cosplay/know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;i have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;i will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;im an artist.&lt;br /&gt;i only clean my room when necessary. [nope, i clean when i feel like to]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like a person of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have sore eyes. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks to somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. gastric pains last night.&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to make myself seem so hypocritical and untrustworthy?&lt;br /&gt;because i am. (?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116279124613768138?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116279124613768138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116279124613768138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116279124613768138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116279124613768138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-somebody-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116271756168853391</id><published>2006-11-05T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:49:36.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY IS IS THAT I CAN SEE EVERYBODY'S TAGBOARD, BUT MINE'S PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost got killed today.&lt;br /&gt;by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 129px" height="108" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/skittles.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, this packet of sweets was opened, lying on the computer table, with these, right beside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 124px" height="576" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0170.jpg" width="537" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon seeing they were enormous compared to the other skittles and being the greedy me, i said to all my brothers,&lt;br /&gt;" i shall eat the biggest!! "&lt;br /&gt;and i took one of them, the red one. it felt heavy.&lt;br /&gt;" can this be eaten? "&lt;br /&gt;elder brother : " sure. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to put it into my mouth when my youngest brother stood up and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;" CANNOT EAT!!! "&lt;br /&gt;" WHY CANNOT? I SAY I EAT BIG ONE ALREADY WHAT! !!!!!! EVERYTIME LIKE THAT, WHY I CANNOT EAT. I WANT TO EAT! "&lt;br /&gt;" THIS ONE IS NOT SWEET! CANNOT! "&lt;br /&gt;" huh! then what crap is this? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 160px" height="226" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0173.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="569" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0172.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="128" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0171.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, i was alittle amazed, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;they are magnets. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, you're doing the same too. fancy, a cripple laughing at cripples.&lt;br /&gt;Before you talk, think. When you did the same as i did, what i suggest you can do is admit its a pretty cool thing we did. Or say its dumb for you to the same. NOT criticize me. Because, what do have to point an accusing finger at me? Something on your conscience? No doubt, guilt is all you should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you,&lt;br /&gt;just stop your bullshit or take my gun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116271756168853391?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116271756168853391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116271756168853391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116271756168853391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116271756168853391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-is-is-that-i-can-see-everybodys.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116252097700736651</id><published>2006-11-03T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:29:37.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so very tired. so it was a two days and a night i spent at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ....&lt;br /&gt;guess i enjoyed the food the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw dion for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;we talked for around half an hour. haha. its funny. when he doesnt smile he looks like he can and wants to whack u any minute. typical singaporean ahbeng.&lt;br /&gt;but looks like a kid when he does. and krissy, no doubt, he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;and he is so omg ^&amp;*%&amp;amp;^$^%$*@ tall. my eye level is around the end of his sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;haha. he has to bend alittle to hear me talk. after talking, i realised i am.. 18 or 19 cm shorter.&lt;br /&gt;and i think he will make a nice big brother. well, if only he was lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' um, i dont rmb ur face, i cant even rmb ur uniform colour! '&lt;br /&gt;' har.. wei shen me zhe yang.... '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. he is very very cute.&lt;br /&gt;thank u for the gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw dawson. think he was having bbq with his brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet korkor for money. suprisingly everyone was there.&lt;br /&gt;talked awhile.. then he sent me back. after getting me some ice bears.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so i say.. the chalet was quite ok. just that the tv was so.. idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;the night was ok. they woke me up at an early 7??!!?!??!?&lt;br /&gt;it was said to be 8.30 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the talk outside the arcade with the girls was great, wasnt it??&lt;br /&gt;XD i can remember kellyanne get so very excited.&lt;br /&gt;hilda had the disgusted face.&lt;br /&gt;tingyi was very amused.&lt;br /&gt;lydia seemed to catch no balls.&lt;br /&gt;and i was glad.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;i especially liked the slap- thigh thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kellyanne : ' wah, if put there, later ur friend come say, 'oy' then slap ur thigh, like this '&lt;br /&gt;(she slaps mine)&lt;br /&gt;jamie : ' ow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ' ( grabs tummy rolling)&lt;br /&gt;screams with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingyi said the most sensible thing as well.&lt;br /&gt;' actually, wear the tip can already mah. must the whole thing meh? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey girl, remember i want to know the average!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. anw, special thanks to sean for getting me &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt; food during the bbq and for the sweater that was a lifesaver at night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, i want to catch three hours' sleep before i cab to school for training. tatas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116252097700736651?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116252097700736651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116252097700736651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116252097700736651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116252097700736651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116219474208717108</id><published>2006-10-30T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:52:22.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>katheleen again, but its alright(: im bored.&lt;br /&gt;' i rip them off people's blogs and do it. then tag u people. '&lt;br /&gt;huh. wtf man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;actually, im not sure. in my opinion, im around 162 or 3. but others insist im 161. and my report book says im 164. so perhaps we should round off at 165. :D&lt;br /&gt;i wish...&lt;br /&gt;2. whats ur status?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;3. How would u rate the size of your eyes? by the scale 1- 10.&lt;br /&gt;6?&lt;br /&gt;4 If you had a mental disorder, what would be thecause of it?&lt;br /&gt;oh, easy. kristine. :D&lt;br /&gt;5. How many letters are in your crush's name?&lt;br /&gt;huh. lol. dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs?&lt;br /&gt;i think they are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your favorite christmas song?&lt;br /&gt; ? i dont really know any actually. but i think jingle bells is gay.&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;soya milk?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you do push-ups?&lt;br /&gt;very seldom.&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever done ecstasy?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;11. have u fought?&lt;br /&gt;whatever for... i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the rain?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;13.Do you own a knife?&lt;br /&gt;plenty.&lt;br /&gt;14. how often do you take pictures?&lt;br /&gt;very seldom.&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you speak chinese better than english?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment&lt;br /&gt;- bored.&lt;br /&gt;- no more icecream.&lt;br /&gt;- i want to talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;18. Name the last 3 things you have bought today?&lt;br /&gt;i was home all day.&lt;br /&gt;19. Name five drinks u regularly drink, in order most to least&lt;br /&gt;water, soya milk, apple juice, yakult, milk.&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;Around 9.&lt;br /&gt;21. Can you spell?&lt;br /&gt;nlo i cnat.&lt;br /&gt;22. Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;mummy havent gave me my pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;23. Current hate?&lt;br /&gt;... people who think they make smart statements.&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;25. Least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. coppee diams?&lt;br /&gt;26. Where would you like to go now?&lt;br /&gt;7 - eleven for chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;27. Do u own slippers?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;28. What do you think u'll be doing if i look psychicto u?&lt;br /&gt;is there a word like that? o.0 i dont know how to answer this.&lt;br /&gt;29. Do u burn or tan?&lt;br /&gt;hmm?&lt;br /&gt;30.Yellow or blue?&lt;br /&gt;yellow definitely.&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you be a pirate?&lt;br /&gt;HA. sounds freaky.&lt;br /&gt;32.Last time your cell rang?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt check.&lt;br /&gt;33. What songs do u sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i dont sing int he shower, swear.&lt;br /&gt;34. What did u fear was going to get u at night as achild?&lt;br /&gt;... clocks.&lt;br /&gt;35. What's in your pockets right now?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;36. Last thing that made u laugh?&lt;br /&gt;some show on tv.&lt;br /&gt;37. Best comfort on bed u ever had?&lt;br /&gt;pillows, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;38. Worst injury u've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;injury? a big bruise i guess.&lt;br /&gt;39. most frequent described character?&lt;br /&gt;stubborn? CLAIMING im right ALL the time? spoilt?&lt;br /&gt;i guess. can somebody tell me im nice. ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;40. How many TVs do u have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;41. Who is your loudest friend?&lt;br /&gt;huituan bah,&lt;br /&gt;42. Who is your most silent friend?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. they all talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;43. Does someone have a crush on u?&lt;br /&gt;no. thats what i know.&lt;br /&gt;44. Do u wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;lol. stupid. but once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;45. What is your favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;46. What song did u last hear?&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt really listening to anything&lt;br /&gt;49. What were you doing 12am last night ?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;50.What was the first thing u thought of when uwoke up today?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i have messages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116219474208717108?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116219474208717108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116219474208717108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116219474208717108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116219474208717108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/katheleen-again-but-its-alright-im.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116208572537202737</id><published>2006-10-29T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:02:19.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by katheleen. since nobody bothered, i shall. :)&lt;br /&gt;bet she'll love me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Single/taken or crushing: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;single &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Are you happy with your life now: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nope, theres no nothing, but im fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you meet the right person, will you fall for him/her fast: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no. perhaps. depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you had your heart broken: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Do you believe there are circumstances where cheating love is acceptable: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Would you take someone back if he/she cheats on you: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no. depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Have you talk to another person about marriage before: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah. i even told kellyanne and elize i want baby rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Do you want children: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i want dozenssssss. (hey, kellyanne, rmb? it'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you consider adoption: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If someone likes you right now, what do you think to let you know his/her feelings:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; im fine with knowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy getting into relationships: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. Be honest. What did you and your ex did: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huh. nothing special lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in love at first sight: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you romantic:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i doubt &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;am. but i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Do you believe you can change someone: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to, but i didnt. i'll believe if i did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could marry somewhere, where would it be: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lol.. school? moon? i dontknow. i'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Do you easily give in when you're fighting: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seldom. depends on who is it and about what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have feelings for someone right now: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever wish you could have someone but you messed it up: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you broken a heart: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps, and im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. One day if your bestfriend fall in love with he/she that you are deeply in love with. What would you do: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wont lah. different taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you missing someone right now:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have to ask your 5 friends to do this survey&lt;br /&gt;on their blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;genevieve, kellyanne, um, whoevers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116208572537202737?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116208572537202737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116208572537202737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116208572537202737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116208572537202737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-by-katheleen.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116203118759156688</id><published>2006-10-28T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:11:48.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored.&lt;br /&gt;went out with elize today.&lt;br /&gt;its already saturday and $30 of my pocket money's left, so i spent it all today.&lt;br /&gt;the first ten bucks flew away as a donation.&lt;br /&gt;and the next was spent on buying kinder suprises and cookies for my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;oh, sometimes i wonder what has he ever contributed to the family, for me to treat me better than anybody else?&lt;br /&gt;the rest was on food. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've cleared my room till there aint no specks of dust.&lt;br /&gt;so its pretty obvious i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;im still not done with the phone im suppose to chose as a present from my brother.&lt;br /&gt;its making me dizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy came home to get something but ended up stealing a kinder suprise from didi!&lt;br /&gt;somebody did not turn the tap off in the bathroom(no doubt it must have been my little brother) and the basin was like a fountain. mummy found it really amusing. i have no idea why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my youngest brother attempted to scare me early in the morning when i just came out from the shower. he hid under my parents' bed and grabbed my leg.&lt;br /&gt;i bent down to check it out, only to scare the bloody crap out of him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. im bored. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116203118759156688?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116203118759156688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116203118759156688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116203118759156688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116203118759156688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116195427970552640</id><published>2006-10-27T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:53:46.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>comments that are unpleasant, you should jolly well keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;but since you do not have the courtesy to do so,&lt;br /&gt;the more i shall not do the same.&lt;br /&gt;by just proving your words untrue, instead of casting a hidden insult at you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, never use the word, ALL without knowing what it means. easy it seems to understand, but sadly, you dont know. not trying to be mean here, but learning is good.&lt;br /&gt;it means, EVERY and ANY. entirely.&lt;br /&gt;i know when im wrong. i know when i should apologise. the thing is, you dont know that. so shouldnt you keep your tongue or perhaps, your fingers to urself when you dont? i doubt u know of that simple fact.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to apologise to huituan for being dumb and unreasonable that morning, if you really did say, ' people behind walk faster' instead of, ' go behind lah' according to elize.&lt;br /&gt;here , i apologise. (i bet she's smiling like a dumb donkey now:)&lt;br /&gt;so, the point im trying to put across is that its not all the time that i say i am right.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i do not make pointless statements that i never thought carefully about.&lt;br /&gt;i realise you use words you dont know. claim. do you know what is claim?&lt;br /&gt;it means stating something to be true.&lt;br /&gt;i do not say or state i am always right, but give reasons why i &lt;em&gt;SHOULD CAN WILL MIGHT&lt;/em&gt; be right.&lt;br /&gt;even if, in your personal opinion, it seems similar, i dont remember myself doing that to you, thus, you are not in a position to make such a statement about me.&lt;br /&gt;no, you are not.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i am allowing my personal view to be visible to you. if you do not think it is right, feel free to correct me my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;little do you know, u're simply being judgmental.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116195427970552640?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116195427970552640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116195427970552640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116195427970552640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116195427970552640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/comments-that-are-unpleasant-you.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116113594388420122</id><published>2006-10-18T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:45:44.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home today.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up bloody late. without my bag packed.&lt;br /&gt;but with a pair of fucking swollen eyes that i dont know what to do with.&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to even keep them open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. sucks bad.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was terribly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;firstly we waited for a game for.. lets say, two hours or more.&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;we went at 9, to find out that stupid zhouyang DID NOT register. and i wonder why did he NOT register when HIS soccer game carried on? and when he DID NOT register, how come he over there putting people into games,in his OWN way har??&lt;br /&gt;EVEN GOT THE CHEEK TO TELL US,&lt;br /&gt;' CANNOT CHANGE ALEDY?!  OREADI REGIZTER LIAOZ. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. i was greatly pissed. that i did something.&lt;br /&gt;but well, in order not to get my accomplices into trouble...&lt;br /&gt;(ok. maybe i did it on my own BUT of course, dont want show people the unkind side of me.)&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some people hor, just cant be considerate.&lt;br /&gt;if u see three sleeping logs in ur class room,&lt;br /&gt;u still go,&lt;br /&gt;'bang, crasssh, and bang again' ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually when guan xiang open the door, it was still ok i couldnt even hear it opening. but elize shouted and killed me instantly. she said the sunlight was very strong, disturbing her.&lt;br /&gt;haiya, but  poor guan xiang just wanted to open the door and see u sleep mah. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT slamming the door is like %$#$&amp;(%!)(**^&amp;amp;@_!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who, but i think is his group of people. tmd.&lt;br /&gt;come in, bang a table. then heard some loud noise of somebody touching his/her bag.&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHISTLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U LAH.&lt;br /&gt;cannot see three zha bor over there sleeping ah. whistle what.&lt;br /&gt;so dark meh? scared ghost come, need to whistle to calm down urself isit.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;want whistle go home whistle for ur mother hear lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, before leaving, CANNOT leave quietly also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLAM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt tahan, i woke up and screamed at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;hmmffs. i had much more to complain about him, even though i did the whole day ytd to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;' slam the door. wth lah. i slam his ****s. '&lt;br /&gt;hey, it rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if he's going to see this anw. i have elize to protect me if he really tries to body slam me.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent close to two hours pigging out in our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;it definetely makes a good sleepng place&lt;br /&gt;went to take attendance later, after our alarm goes off.&lt;br /&gt;such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had training. my eyes kept wanting to shut.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after eating with elize. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i should have slept right after i came home.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its better to stick to my plans next time...&lt;br /&gt;owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, right. results.&lt;br /&gt;it was.. not satisfying at all.&lt;br /&gt;Maths = 70/100&lt;br /&gt;Chinese = 72/100&lt;br /&gt;Elit = 51/ 70&lt;br /&gt;Science = 76/ 100&lt;br /&gt;English = 32/ 40&lt;br /&gt;Geog = 81.5/ 100&lt;br /&gt;definitely wasnt worth 5 days' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes, i am bad, but only for our good. i see the smiles more often (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, u are drifting away from the used up battery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116113594388420122?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116113594388420122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116113594388420122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116113594388420122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116113594388420122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/everythings-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116100753227003663</id><published>2006-10-16T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T07:05:32.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chocolate walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="183" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/road2.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results aint good after all.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;BUT , to somebody out there.. i HIT MY TARGET LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, not only hit. i whacked the crap out of him.&lt;br /&gt;he freaked out. &lt;em&gt;'omg, nabeh! '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u are not special at all.&lt;br /&gt;its a wonder why u make me stare. and wonder. then look away.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, who am i to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;batteries that are already &lt;strong&gt;used up&lt;/strong&gt; i guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116100753227003663?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116100753227003663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116100753227003663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116100753227003663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116100753227003663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/chocolate-walkway.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116081810638841950</id><published>2006-10-14T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:44:01.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its another day of playing chocolates. ah ma house tmr! yay! im missing my yumyum so badly.&lt;br /&gt;so.. my results were.. ok.. not satisfactory though. i studied leh!&lt;br /&gt;i think lah. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm.. whats this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="596" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0110.jpg" width="600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ei? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="606" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0109.jpg" width="616" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm. i see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the 76 marks dino in heaven gave for my science paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="465" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0111.jpg" width="619" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diaos. sorry. im just bored.&lt;br /&gt;anw, xiaoming is very smart.&lt;br /&gt;.. but, jamie is smarter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116081810638841950?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116081810638841950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116081810638841950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116081810638841950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116081810638841950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-another-day-of-playing-chocolates.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-116062071130987696</id><published>2006-10-12T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:12:41.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tell myself regretting is stupid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are ovaaaar.&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable it is now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science paper, elit and maths were disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;as well as geog.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, languages too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a l l&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my papers were screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam periods sure suck bad.&lt;br /&gt;not because of me mugging but others.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's so busy with their books, im bored.&lt;br /&gt;sure thing, and i got asked if im retarded.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay (:&lt;br /&gt;because she broke a chair she sat on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;aha. so old yet dont know the word 'retribution'&lt;br /&gt;poor theresa couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and it was said she asked the last row,&lt;br /&gt;' u all change the chair one right????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cant even catch a glimpse of ur own feet.&lt;br /&gt;what and who else can u blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but i always get in the way of fat people,&lt;br /&gt;and fat people always get into my way also.&lt;br /&gt;and it is just so happening that i dislike them alot.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i mean, 'my' fat people. which well, only consists of.. 4. quite a number i admit.&lt;br /&gt;lol,&lt;br /&gt;not all. hmm, i like lingen. susanto also. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll be rotting at home and eating chocolates til mt throat is sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="484" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0107.jpg" width="471" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of playing it though. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-116062071130987696?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/116062071130987696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=116062071130987696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116062071130987696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/116062071130987696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-tell-myself-regretting-is-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115944370540687058</id><published>2006-09-28T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:10:48.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say thankyou to justin. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i just hope he brings twenty packets of tissue if not i would have smack him.&lt;br /&gt;gengen's having an escaping nose! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. home econs test tmr..&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope and wish for kellyanne to get results that satisfy her.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really wish to see her going siao over that question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for elize today.. not bad. yep.&lt;br /&gt;had spa test. boring shit.&lt;br /&gt;maths was kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, elize doesnt like my kisses. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes right, i did this small little thing on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this cute little malay girl, think she bought dinner home. guess she's around 4-6 years old. her korkor pangseh her and sat at the back with his friends. lol. she has an empty space beside her, and she left the food on the seat. i walked towards there as i thought it was empty.. she seemed to be very uptight and grabbed her stuff away,sitting sideways, facing me, looking at me witht hose puppy eyes all the while.&lt;br /&gt;cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this bus ticket, and i was folding a heart.&lt;br /&gt;interested she was.&lt;br /&gt;she looked, looked, looked.&lt;br /&gt;haha. resembles a puppy sniffing around, me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;i held it up when it was done, asking,&lt;br /&gt;" ya know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;*blinks then nods* " heart! "&lt;br /&gt;" corright! u want? "&lt;br /&gt;she touches it. then takes it smiling.&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*searches my wallet for more bus ticket hearts*&lt;br /&gt;" 55 cents heart! 90 cents heart! 60 cents heart! another 55 cents heart! 22 cents heart?!? "&lt;br /&gt;elize laughs. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elize thought i was just being childish with her. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;i said bye to her and she smiled!&lt;br /&gt;:) that sure brightened up my day alittle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe u wont be seeing this.. but i would like to apologise, it isnt ur fault, but mine. i really did laugh a hell lot more just now and now, and i really like that poem and im alright already and CLAP CLAP for being quite&lt;em&gt; un-mean &lt;/em&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;thankyou (:&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115944370540687058?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115944370540687058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115944370540687058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115944370540687058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115944370540687058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115935931349085184</id><published>2006-09-27T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T05:16:44.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever felt it was nice to be able to hide behind someone's back.&lt;br /&gt;or having somene to hold u by the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and i think i have a good korkor. :D&lt;br /&gt;aha. its a good thing he doesnt know my blog url. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause he would have went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" aha.. no doubt jamei. therefore i hereby announce............ no, this is wrong..... it is not right...... it ur choice to listen..... but u would want to listen to me........ nono, jamei, this is not funny..... are u listening to me...... hmm, what are u studying now...... perhaps i have these few notes........ are u going to eat? ..... if not i'll finish it...... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;evil mum i have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;kisses for elize tmr. she's the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115935931349085184?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115935931349085184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115935931349085184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115935931349085184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115935931349085184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/ever-felt-it-was-nice-to-be-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115897472064373787</id><published>2006-09-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T18:27:04.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i deserve to laugh at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im awake so early. because., i slept so early.&lt;br /&gt;for many days is sleep at early eight.&lt;br /&gt;how horrifying to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to be able to predict a coming &lt;em&gt;catastrophe&lt;/em&gt;. definitely is. &lt;strong&gt;i hope&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;anw, thanks for the gift, i've a bad habbit of not saying thankyou immdiately. oh ya, i'll let my hamsters chew it up. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115897472064373787?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115897472064373787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115897472064373787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115897472064373787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115897472064373787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-deserve-to-laugh-at-you_23.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115865615253440080</id><published>2006-09-19T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T01:59:23.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" move leh. "&lt;br /&gt;she bends down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" huh?"&lt;br /&gt;" ur leg! zou kai! "&lt;br /&gt;she holds onto her bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" har?? what thing?"&lt;br /&gt;" faster! faster move ur leg? "&lt;br /&gt;she tugs her bag a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" huh? *laughs* what thing leh?"&lt;br /&gt;" move ur leg leh! u stepping on my bag!"&lt;br /&gt;i move my leg away from her bag, as i finally make sense of what she was talking about. thinking nothing is about to happen as i turn to gaze at my cookie box happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. see lah! wahlao. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TELL YOU TO MOVE UR LEG, DOOWAN MOVE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( *shocks* huh. why she shout at me over this kind of thing??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... NOW I MY BRA STRAP* DROP LE LAH. ^%&amp;amp;$%@*#^!! "&lt;br /&gt;she pulls it back ontop her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;eliz pulls the other one, unaware of whats going on. :D&lt;br /&gt;and i started screaming and rolling, laughing like siao. justin caught alittle of it and laughs awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like elize and, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GUESS WHO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to school and back home again. feeling lazy i guess.&lt;br /&gt;no spt today. :D&lt;br /&gt;slacked in class.&lt;br /&gt;had chinese test. so so.&lt;br /&gt;PW is a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate that orge teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DRAWING MY HAND, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;got back maths paper.. zz.&lt;br /&gt;was alittle disappointed though.&lt;br /&gt;silly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;aha. but i got a cute little star from mr lim.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. so i guess bothering to borrow the calculator from nicole is worth it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made soap during sci. zz. boringg.&lt;br /&gt;mr adrian still isnt here! english was empty again.&lt;br /&gt;i had gen to buy food for me during recess because??&lt;br /&gt;ELIZE YINA AND THERESA &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REFUSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO HELP ME. EVEN WHEN THEY WERE GOING DOWN. IM SO SAD THAT I HAVE TO TROUBLE GEN....&lt;br /&gt;AND HAH! GEN BROUGHT UP THE FOOD FOR ME AND I ATE IT ALL UP, THEN BEI4 FIVE ZAO4 JU4 BEFORE U GUYS CAME UP!! BOO.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GENEVIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;i think she seems alittle down after maths, so, cheer up dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too think i was so nice to shre my choco cookies.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;elize is one ungrateful one! :(&lt;br /&gt;theresa is the best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huituan is becoming more andmore of a mugger.&lt;br /&gt;the sight so disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;people talking talking, she over there doing her lit.&lt;br /&gt;" today i going home to study! geog science blahblahblah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i simply hate it when she doesnt understand that there are times when the tone and pitch of a person's could sound different due to mood and volume.&lt;br /&gt;find me a person who can sound the same all the time and i will slap his/her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think a nap will do me good. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe from the start, i already don't know how u feel and think, and what kind of person u are. perhaps u aint that close to who i thought u were. it &lt;strong&gt;angers&lt;/strong&gt; me when i fail to know smth or to realise i was wrong about smth after such a freakking long period of time, which is since monday that i got a little clearer view of it. im not the kind who will give u the kind of reaciton u supposingly thought i will, or maybe, &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; i will, so that u can give such a lousy excuse. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was there a need to lie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and now, no doubt,it isnt weird that i wasnt really upset, because it isnt worth it. at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;maybe i do give u a hard time.. and i get angry for no reason. and im very demanding and wants to do some stuff on purpose for no reason, and i do threats too. i guess u like things going ur way, and so are u alittle demanding. guess whats wrong is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115865615253440080?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115865615253440080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115865615253440080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115865615253440080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115865615253440080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/move-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115857762889349278</id><published>2006-09-18T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T04:07:08.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cannot stand studying chinese. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/funnybaby.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny baby for samuel cause he says he misses them?&lt;br /&gt;:) say thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boreddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;back to the pillows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115857762889349278?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115857762889349278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115857762889349278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115857762889349278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115857762889349278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cannot-stand-studying-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115842365423732959</id><published>2006-09-17T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:22:40.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i just love talking doreen and ah ma elizabeth about some stuffs. :D&lt;br /&gt;zz. have i accidentally killed an ant or smth? i feel like im having retribution. feels fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a total of 40MINS to wait for ur brother to get OFF the com when he says, SOON. i feel like slapping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Means so much as a lie. Yet little to lie for, it seems. And of course, lesser and lesser i seem to mean. Dont you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115842365423732959?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115842365423732959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115842365423732959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115842365423732959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115842365423732959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-i-just-love-talking-doreen-and-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115830400288834316</id><published>2006-09-15T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:08:12.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so stfu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dontknow what it means for ur teacher to tell your parent ur timetable and what time you should be home, but sure u feel offended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of the time in school, i feel like i've been slapped in the face.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but yeah. how pathetically feeble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;i wish dino in heaven will send me a basket of sweets tonight to cheer me up / i feel like a mouse being sprayed at with pesticide of a lousy brand and of course, isnt effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the kind of sky that u face, venting and shouting ur anger, then waiting for ur echo. mind you. chicken little may call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have low tolerance level, you doubt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115830400288834316?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115830400288834316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115830400288834316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115830400288834316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115830400288834316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-stfu.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115823935474627879</id><published>2006-09-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T06:09:14.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh dino, i wish i drop dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as expected, i was too sick to go for my appt.&lt;br /&gt;my evening sucked.&lt;br /&gt; i couldnt even feel alittle of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;i guess everybody else have had a hot air balloonful of energy except for me..&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. i still enjoy morning better with dooolyn walking here and there. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tmr sounds weird..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ever so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i've not even sneeze a single homework done.&lt;br /&gt;Owells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115823935474627879?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115823935474627879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115823935474627879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115823935474627879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115823935474627879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-dino-i-wish-i-drop-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115813970257125176</id><published>2006-09-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:30:13.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sky cries floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno, whats wrong with my school days.&lt;br /&gt;no school for me again tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i have to get to the hospital to collect my rbs.&lt;br /&gt;wth. is there a re-re take for napfa? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant be much bothered anw.&lt;br /&gt;so.. the test today was quite ok. zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno. fever sore throat and flu is coming back...&lt;br /&gt;:( i guess i worked myself too over for a just recovered body today..&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be well enough to even go for my appt tml..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115813970257125176?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115813970257125176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115813970257125176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115813970257125176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115813970257125176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sky-cries-floods_13.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115805389450309136</id><published>2006-09-12T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:38:14.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 11 people you can think of right now in your head.*three of which must be the opposite sex*After that tag at least 5 people to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.elize&lt;br /&gt;2.kellyanne&lt;br /&gt;3. huituan&lt;br /&gt;4.yina&lt;br /&gt;5.genevieve&lt;br /&gt;6.krissy&lt;br /&gt;7. kelyn&lt;br /&gt;8.dawson&lt;br /&gt;9. marcus&lt;br /&gt;10.ivan&lt;br /&gt;11. natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 10? huh, i dontknow. i really, dontknow. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you never meet 2?lol, i probably would not be guiding someone around, since she's one who always gets very lost without me. :) and theres nobody to call me an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 9 &amp; 11 dated?maybe?&lt;br /&gt;hehe, too big a height difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you like 7?&lt;br /&gt;oh sure i like and dote her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 5 &amp; 6 make a good couple? haha. no, i wont let gen get bullied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Describe 3. oh, lol. nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 9.&lt;br /&gt;oh, lol. he's a nice bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What's 5 favourite thing?me lah! justin cant win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What would you do if 10 confesses he/she loves you?&lt;br /&gt;oh. huh. dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What language does 6 speaks? english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;he's single. ? i know. shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How old is 8 now?&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.When was the last time you talked to 1?&lt;br /&gt;this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What is 2's favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;eh, this i seriously dontknow. shall ask her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you ever date 11?dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you ever seen 8 naked?&lt;br /&gt;no... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people to do;any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i seriously should have been dishonest and rearranged the names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115805389450309136?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115805389450309136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115805389450309136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115805389450309136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115805389450309136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/name-11-people-you-can-think-of-right.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115770452104085622</id><published>2006-09-08T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:47:58.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes i dontknow a single shit about what i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. today was the carnival. ?&lt;br /&gt;and, well. blah blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw zhiying and jerina and claire as prcs players.&lt;br /&gt;zhiying looks sweet.&lt;br /&gt;claire's a pretty thing with her hair like that. and she's a shooter! i bet that was her primary school dream. well, congrats then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i would say everything was fine, no tempers no anything, overall it was kinda great as my defenders all smelt nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see the girls adore the chungcheng team.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i enjoyed playing with them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike one GK from *** who kept using her boobs to knock elize out of the court when she caught rebounds. i saw that disturbing scene more than once. poor elize. and im so sorry to my dearmoo i smacked her face accidentally with the ball twice or one time more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. kelyn almost killed someone from the same school, but all she said was a hasty "sorry" and we continued the game happily as the player lay dead on the ground. hehe. she was&lt;strong&gt; carried&lt;/strong&gt; out. and i definitely liked that a tiny bit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. apparently kelyn jumped to get a ball. and the girl ran straight into her to knock the ball away and kelyn &lt;em&gt;accidentally?&lt;/em&gt; kicked her in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;it was amusing for huituan when she watched the accident from far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet 90% of my shots didnt go in.&lt;br /&gt;how irritating. but there is always mrs moomoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we won all except for one. which i thought was quite a pity just because there wasnt enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear cousie, she isnt worth whatever u're making uself feel now. because she doesnt give a damn. ok? give ur care to any other living thing on earth that deserves it more, ur care for her isnt appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and candy,i sincerely wish u happiness, with that whatsoever guy, but somewhat, i know u will realise leaving him is the second worst mistake u ever make, for the the worst is ur present choice. that guy wont be better than this cute guy we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115770452104085622?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115770452104085622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115770452104085622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115770452104085622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115770452104085622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-i-dontknow-single-shit-about.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115764905438398512</id><published>2006-09-08T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:14:25.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wont care if u dont really do so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. 4 hours before im suppose to wake up and meet the girls.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of smbody's presence tmr is making me chew my intestines up.&lt;br /&gt;...owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should remember what mrs chia said.&lt;br /&gt;" keep ur comments to urself lah! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be tired. but im freaking hell not.&lt;br /&gt;i felt really bad ytd when i just reached home.&lt;br /&gt;i gobbled my food up in seconds. thinking it would be better if i ate at a earlier time.&lt;br /&gt;but i vomitted it all out few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;the second attempt failed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i know myself too well.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat since 10 or 11am that day.&lt;br /&gt;it was close to 10 hours i didnt eat.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;if not my stomach would have came out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess my stomach wasnt really making me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fears of the consequences affected my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate to admit, i was disappointed with myself somehow.&lt;br /&gt;it was somewhat of a fustration for me to want do my best yet cant find a way to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just dont know what to say to that certain amount of selfishness in one's heart. it is understandable when its expressed with how u really felt. but when otherwise, its just strange how u dont feel the awkwardness urself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just the greed and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel alittle strange myself for not being affected and unlike my usual self, not urged to be proven a threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the kindness and understanding in one too. :)&lt;br /&gt;and maybe because i know i should be behaving this way as i am ur pal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised, i dont fear saying what i want to about something as much as before anymore.&lt;br /&gt;bad jamie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115764905438398512?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115764905438398512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115764905438398512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115764905438398512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115764905438398512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wont-care-if-u-dont-really-do-so-too.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115734254011586904</id><published>2006-09-04T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:02:20.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 11.50 already! :D&lt;br /&gt;and i just woke up. yep, going to be hardworking in awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exas are coming in a mth or so..&lt;br /&gt;my elder brother is not studying, but playing his primary games.&lt;br /&gt;holding a controller and lying infront of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;such a big sized person lying there.&lt;br /&gt;haha. maybe his own way of distressing.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it has been more than 3 months u gave me a proper call. it was hard avoiding each other yesterday. arent we close friends anymore? do tell me ur days in school soon, for im worried. i need u to know, i do care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115734254011586904?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115734254011586904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115734254011586904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115734254011586904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115734254011586904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115720564232099405</id><published>2006-09-02T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:12:45.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so proud of myself, i decide to show u...&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;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="600" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/7da94c23.jpg" width="957" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bunch of gay shit monsters. hehe, i used to see many overflowing from gerald's closet! i just told u his secret. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="382" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/IMAG0031.jpg" width="483" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i like this one. so i stole it when they're asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a nice sister i am!&lt;br /&gt;to spend the precious i should have used to have my beauty sleep to do this for them. omg lah. have u ever seen jamie so bo liao?&lt;br /&gt;hais. i love them too much. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. im too bored for a clear mind.&lt;br /&gt;jamie will study! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115720564232099405?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115720564232099405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115720564232099405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115720564232099405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115720564232099405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-so-proud-of-myself-i-decide-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115710869949734258</id><published>2006-09-01T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T04:04:59.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supposed to be sleeping now.  =/&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of failing all my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i want to study, i feel there isnt enough time. i feel there isnt enough to study about. when i finish studying what i have, i feel i havent studied all and everything i have to. and i begin worrying about what i have not learnt. and how should i. and when i study, and i find no nothing on the test paper which proved to me what i've studied is put to use,  i feel its a waste of my  time and energy to have studied it and in the end, not having anything in return. unfair it would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i dont study, i start feeling guilty. i wonder if i might be able to pass. i wonder why did i spend so much time just rotting around instead of studying what i could have needed to get a nice result and satisfy everyone around me. If i've passed it, i would feel that im a total asshole for not studying and most probably would have done much more better if i did. and if i've failed it. i wonder why i didnt study, and have atleast put in effort for just a single paper like that. and when i get a good results without studying, i feel i dont deserve it at all. and i hate that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;irony&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's jacob's birthday. blegh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115710869949734258?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115710869949734258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115710869949734258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115710869949734258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115710869949734258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-supposed-to-be-sleeping-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115684903010740411</id><published>2006-08-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T04:17:22.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for i do not understand, why people expect what they want to be given, want rain, call rain. dont want rain, call it off. but im not ur rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i greatly dislike people who agrees in a minute, then disagree.&lt;br /&gt;im not a anyhow somebody.&lt;br /&gt;there are times i give in. and times i dont.&lt;br /&gt;for a verylong time we knew each other,&lt;br /&gt;the many times i give in, definitely aint lesser than yours.&lt;br /&gt;i am able to take all the nonsense and crap, when u have not agreed with my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it is very irritating for me to change my decisions all of a sudden just because of a anyhow-ed &lt;strong&gt;excuse&lt;/strong&gt;. please notice the word, &lt;em&gt;excuse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u insist that i care too much about whatever people think, its up to u. i do not deny i do care. name me ten out of a dozen who doesnt can u? but so do u. cause u're always the one saying, " this is so diu lian " and often, who's always on the bus, shh-ing me? i dont understand. i might want to suggest, u bother more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u didnt bother, why in the first place, get so concerned about what others say about the positions? weird. then why do u care if we are fast or slow. strangely, it is funny. and WHY insist on changing as much as I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are no where better, please do not critisize me. for im not cool with it. atleast im not a particular somebody who finds lame excuses just to shut others up.&lt;br /&gt;u may deny all u want. i know who u are.&lt;br /&gt;another thing i dislike, u actually saying, fine, ok but then saying u said no words of agreement.&lt;br /&gt;irony.&lt;br /&gt;do u know what fine and ok means?&lt;br /&gt;i wont try to hide, and i am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i am very pissed. it may be a small matter. but if u consider it at another angle, thinking of how u lied to me and then expect me to change my decision just for yours. partners we are, dont we have an equal right to chose? and since u chose to go by the way we decided, why do changes? because after thinking for a few nights, u prefer ur way.and u want it that way. WHY are u pissed with me? cause u are not getting what u wanted? because i do not agree and i MUST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't make it turn sour. because as ready as u are to make me go down no matter what, i am, to make it clear how a person i feel you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u would do a deed, agreeing to it again, it would still show me how u are.. even more clearly than before. dont u think so? and to those who are around her, may u think im stubborn and ready to give up a friend for such a small matter, i cant do anything about it. for u're looking at it from her angle. i cant do anything about it. and if u think she's right, i can do nothing about it too. and if u think i have attitude and want face, i can do nothing about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wont say u're biased.&lt;br /&gt;cause there are times when u all around give in to me, and im aware. no chance to show how happy i was, but i really was. have anybody seen her giving in to me before? for i want to know it now as to simmer down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont use my friends as water to swallow the pill.&lt;br /&gt;i dont give in to majority. but something that satisfy why its unfairly taken as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u can find lame excuses? so can i. im best at thinking of excuses. but cant use it as well as u do. tell me u have no mood to talk to me anymore? fine. anytime u want, go talk to a wall. for its something that least mind such attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who are pretty sensitive, dont take it by heart.for im just &lt;strong&gt;venting my anger&lt;/strong&gt;. i do hope i mentioned no names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i guess shijie's having the same problem with me too? but not really, just that she gives in and i do not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115684903010740411?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115684903010740411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115684903010740411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115684903010740411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115684903010740411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-i-do-not-understand-why-people.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115676559182834438</id><published>2006-08-28T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:05:48.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes i just don't know what i am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched lovewrecked today. as usual, it was an elize and kellyanne day.&lt;br /&gt;omg. we're like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last monday was the breakup.&lt;br /&gt;last last monday was ant bully.&lt;br /&gt;last last last monday was click.&lt;br /&gt;last last last last just my luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;elize said it will be the last week. cause exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;elize is a freaking idiot mugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D yina looks like a guy now. so shuai. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahgong moo loves the porcupine. haha.&lt;br /&gt;he thinks that my nonsense is entertaining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;fucking day i had yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;today was fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know things never stay lomg. so go when u have to,perhaps you already have. and i will be happy for u.  for i've always been alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115676559182834438?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115676559182834438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit. its early morning. i fell asleep last night while waiting for 12am to come :(&lt;br /&gt;hais, so disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going over to yum's place soon.&lt;br /&gt;feeling like a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday was oral. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chinese&lt;/em&gt; oral. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;... owells.  (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said a hell load of mooshit?&lt;br /&gt;the teacher most probably thought i was hopeless so he just sat there touching his face, trying to figure out how many &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; wrinkles he had ,not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, its over, so i dont give a fuck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i getting more vulgar?&lt;/em&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, happy birthday huituan. =)&lt;br /&gt;and good luck to ice for his important retest on monday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115663658394096875?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115663658394096875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now im aware nothing stays forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im counting cows. to sleep. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im setting an alarm for 12.00am to send huituan a birthday msg! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115660437970166244?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115660437970166244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115660437970166244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115660437970166244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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even answer me.&lt;br /&gt;aww man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know its a marker long! and...&lt;br /&gt;LOL. yuwen is disgusted with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. training was ok. but some moomoo kicked my leg and its kinda bad now. =/&lt;br /&gt;i saw keiko tan on the mrt! boy, i love it around her.&lt;br /&gt;went home with my mum today..&lt;br /&gt;and he treat me drink today! sudden nice'ness to me. wow.&lt;br /&gt;im greatly suprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hwk done ytd results to a whole load of scoldings. owells.&lt;br /&gt;i think zoe is scared of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;:D im proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my compo will fail like that.&lt;br /&gt;fancy speaking of one thing, then another.&lt;br /&gt;owells. no hwk done ytd. scoldings today! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blow up a doctor's plastic glove and what do u get???&lt;br /&gt;ask joe-suar!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh no.im dying without money. $$$!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115624750140249600?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115624750140249600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115624750140249600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115624750140249600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115624750140249600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-like-it-way-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115615812016858777</id><published>2006-08-21T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T04:02:00.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont give a damn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the first thing that comes to ur mind when u see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pregnant person standing in the middle of a herd of cows??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg. she fuck with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave mummy twenty dollars today!&lt;br /&gt; and i took care of my daughter's meal today. :P&lt;br /&gt;im a good mummy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. disagree all you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115615812016858777?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115615812016858777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115615812016858777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115615812016858777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115615812016858777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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the bed the whole day. just lie down there and be a sick person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of his bloody choice of not going to the doctor, he made me make an empty trip home, though nobody is home to take care of him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. and everybody thought i pon training again lar.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kellyanne will be feeling so&lt;em&gt; lost&lt;/em&gt; without me..&lt;br /&gt;elize will turn behind and find nobody... as nice as i am.&lt;br /&gt;kelyn will have training without somebody taller at her side...&lt;br /&gt;somebody will have a peaceful training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms..&lt;br /&gt;thanks elize and kellyanne for letting me throw things at them when im bored during elit! yayys. and &lt;em&gt;joe-suar&lt;/em&gt; for my drink yesterday! though he claimed he will be mean to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;failed geog. remedial? poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. somebody dao me twice today. and scolded me thrice. hoorays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115588704918591334?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115588704918591334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115588704918591334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115588704918591334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115588704918591334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-ure-happy-and-u-know-it-clap-your.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115580921580553943</id><published>2006-08-17T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:06:57.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i look away. ignoring the whispers behind, getting louder at every step i take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. was kind of a boring day today.&lt;br /&gt;started the day with two hours of mr adrian's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he gave us alittle break in btwn and earlier recess. :D&lt;br /&gt;that will be the only reason why i do most of his homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms, then was science. blegh.&lt;br /&gt;boring. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was super boring.&lt;br /&gt;slept almost the whole period.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;was then awoke by chen laoshi's&lt;br /&gt;" jiamin! qi3 lai2! zhi1 dao4 xie3 xing4 de4 'format' le4 mah?  "&lt;br /&gt;*rubs eyes and nods*&lt;br /&gt;" zhi1 dao4 zhen2 me2 zuo4 gong1 ke4 le4 mah? "&lt;br /&gt;*leans on table and shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;" zhen2 me2 ke2 yi3? "&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs shoulders*&lt;br /&gt;" yi2 ding4 yao4 zuo4 hor! "&lt;br /&gt;* nods and goes back to sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i didnt even talk a single shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was maths. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volume is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; topic i can do alittle faster than kellyanne. :D&lt;br /&gt;and tell her why my answer is correct!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. my maths aint hopeless ok.&lt;br /&gt;sets and notation really suck.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go, 'huh' then turn to kellyanne's paper for help.&lt;br /&gt;and she will giggle and smile to herself for she secretly likes the fact that she knows how to do it and i dont. and she likes this gay shit thing whereas i dont.&lt;br /&gt;pervet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat with the girls later on. haha. had too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i think me and kellyanne likes it best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home myself after that cause elize is still angry with me for putting ice down her back,then laughing like siao with kellyanne because she did a 360 degrees turn with a haif swinging around like a seow charboh. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i really cant understand why people just can't go home themselves when they actually know the way home. hmms. maybe they scared of ghost? atleast thats one good reason why elize cant, and i&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;understand that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115580921580553943?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115580921580553943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115580921580553943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115580921580553943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115580921580553943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-look-away.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115565265344858517</id><published>2006-08-15T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T07:37:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i believed fairytales are gay, since i was a little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, I DONT THINK I'VE KILLED ANY ANTS THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;SO WTF, I TELL YOU, NO DOUBT, AUGUST IS A FUCKED UP MONTH FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somebody has been stealing my homework i reckon.&lt;br /&gt;i know jamie's homework means undone homework. and who wants to steal undone homework? i dontknow. some kind of pervet who likes undone homework. SO GIVE IT BACK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can finish it up.&lt;br /&gt;damn it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i think their's something seriously wrong with my planning of time and perhaps, diet. because i cant sleep well. and something's wrong with the way i eat my food, which is causing the GLOW worms in my stomach to&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; glow&lt;/span&gt;. and i dont feel very good. i feel too full when i haven been eating. and i feel empty when i ate a horse. pretty fun huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and elize has been mean to me. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only genevieve tengs me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a weird feeling that dustbins want to eat me up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't remember much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. doreen kisses FOC for me! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thanks. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115565265344858517?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115565265344858517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115565265344858517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115565265344858517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115565265344858517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-believed-fairytales-are-gay-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115555088309723763</id><published>2006-08-14T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T03:57:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for i can't remember unimportant things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling bad today. =&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for santa claus to call and cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me tomorrow's timetable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115555088309723763?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115542721289515503</id><published>2006-08-13T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:00:12.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im awake so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm strongly reminded that i have a home ec test the next day.&lt;br /&gt;no books no anything.&lt;br /&gt;lol. dont know study what sai.&lt;br /&gt;guess i shan't be studying for it. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;how boring. now i cant decide whether to or not go to yumyum's.&lt;br /&gt;if gengen finishes the home ec proj already, i can go.&lt;br /&gt;but if she didnt, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;although im not sure if the computer can open the file once more.&lt;br /&gt;she she did, i can go. cause i doubt there'll be any laptops around in alex's room. =so im waiting for her reply.&lt;br /&gt;guess its kinda early she's not awake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrieks. tomorow is a monday. =and monday is a school day.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115542721289515503?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115542721289515503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115542721289515503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115542721289515503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115542721289515503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115536357696157743</id><published>2006-08-12T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:19:36.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian. today was perfectly boring.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet the girls for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;but ridiculously got woken up by elize's call at 7.&lt;br /&gt;wth. our meeting time at the bus stop was 6.50. =x&lt;br /&gt;and they have already took the bus to macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;i had a real temper building inside of me but i cant find anybody else to blame except for me ,myself for not setting the damn alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed down to the bustop by 7.25 and waiting freaking long for that goddamned bus.&lt;br /&gt;it took a total of 10mins for the bus to actually come.&lt;br /&gt;swear, i'd curse the bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i took the wrong bus.&lt;br /&gt;took 21 instead of 12.&lt;br /&gt;so i walked all the way there. making it at 7.50&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i couldnt go gen's house.&lt;br /&gt;and so i spent most of the time at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we sent natalie's birthday present to her doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;her mum's a pretty nice lady. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took a cab back to whitesands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while eating, i had chilli going into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;it was horribly painful that i wanted to get home asap.&lt;br /&gt;its still hurting alittle now... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. my post seems weird today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was alittle mean today. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115536357696157743?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115536357696157743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115536357696157743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115536357696157743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115536357696157743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115524870568046056</id><published>2006-08-11T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:38:21.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clap hands,&lt;br /&gt;for i just realised, 'i dontknow' is a best answer to people who doesntunderstand what does " because........so....... " mean. and i too, know that they are also the group of creatures who simply doesnt think for others at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only knew all these this morning. pretty &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115524870568046056?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115524870568046056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115524870568046056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115524870568046056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115524870568046056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/clap-hands-for-i-just-realised-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115512688004773916</id><published>2006-08-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:37:28.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll find my way back there. if you show me how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn pissed i dontknow why.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very restless.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i remembered i spent a national day night over at zhiwei's last year.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and i can still remember eric putting down his cigar and running to the window just to see jetplanes fly past...&lt;br /&gt;funny. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;how sad it is to think of it &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;think i had a tiff with my parents so i went over to have dinner. hmms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can hear kailing's words echoing inside again. sure came the right time..&lt;br /&gt;why will i never hold on to and cherish whatever i have?&lt;br /&gt;then i have to bloody regret and spend forever pondering about it.&lt;br /&gt;why will i never ask and understand.&lt;br /&gt;then i wont have to wonder and scare myself with the stupid possiblities of what it might have been.&lt;br /&gt;why will i never be able to give what others need but expect what i want to be given?&lt;br /&gt;then i wont blame him for causing the same things to take place again, despite the fact that there isnt a reason to, and then i would feel it isnt my fault, and whatever you gave were plain excuses, well, i simply had it that way in my mind... not knowing it might be &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; fault instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, again i will realise im not asking and not understanding, assuming it will definitely be the way i thought it was supposed to be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll go, ohmy, wth is my problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again and again, the same thing took place, each time more and we are more sure of the possiblity, fearing it even more. do you?&lt;br /&gt;if not, i should use 'we' . cause it doesnt really matter as much to you. cause u just treat it as a game. cause u cant be bothered, or are u afraid, to tell me your reason.&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever understand your words and not doubt them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so many questions. but no answers.&lt;br /&gt;if i had them, i wouldnt be wondering now.&lt;br /&gt;such bothering thoughts. blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, there goes a gay post of shit.&lt;br /&gt;happy national day?&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115512688004773916?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115512688004773916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115512688004773916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115512688004773916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115512688004773916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-find-my-way-back-there.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115478747776272395</id><published>2006-08-09T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:24:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;once and for all, can you tell me whats going on in that brain of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine thinks theres a need for me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your daughter/ son must...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. must be shuai and pretty wad. if not i will abandon them.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;2. must be smart and guai. (my tolerance level for naughty kids is pretty low. unless u're a cute one lah. o.0)&lt;br /&gt;3. must call me mummy instead of mama.&lt;br /&gt;4. must love animals. (but not to an extend that my house becomes a zoo. )&lt;br /&gt;5. love me more than they love their dad.&lt;br /&gt;6. get their pocket money from their dad. xD&lt;br /&gt;7. must not be unreasonable, despo, rude, noisy, bossy, too&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt; likeable, have horrible laughter. and kp me for no any reason. =)&lt;br /&gt;wow. seems like an indirect insult to somebody!! = o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks..&lt;br /&gt;1. not to goodlooking. jealous people are all around.&lt;br /&gt;2. i hope they're fair.. =/&lt;br /&gt;3. i hope they're tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they play...&lt;br /&gt;1. netball.&lt;br /&gt;2. piano.&lt;br /&gt;3.violin/guitar.&lt;br /&gt;4. the skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;5. heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;6. gang bullying.&lt;br /&gt;7. billard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subjects they must love..&lt;br /&gt;1. chinese.&lt;br /&gt;2. maths.&lt;br /&gt;3. geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i no need teach them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they must eat..&lt;br /&gt;1.veggies.&lt;br /&gt;2.choclates.&lt;br /&gt;3.sushi.&lt;br /&gt;4.fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they obey rules like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. no shoes in the house.&lt;br /&gt;2. eat all veggies. including mummy's.&lt;br /&gt;3. back home by 12.&lt;br /&gt;4. spend not more than 200 a day.&lt;br /&gt;5. give me 5 smiles a day.&lt;br /&gt;6. no vulgarities while talking to me, but any other time.&lt;br /&gt;7. pass chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i think i make a bad mum. =\ eeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115478747776272395?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115478747776272395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115478747776272395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115478747776272395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115478747776272395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/once-and-for-all-can-you-tell-me-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115502639574786224</id><published>2006-08-08T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T04:42:29.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you've led the poodle into many circles then left it to vomit on itself. a dog lover you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i frigging pissed todayafter the run.&lt;br /&gt;dontknow why. nobody seems to want to leave that mosquito filled place. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for losing my temper anw. im sucha shithead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went parkway after the run.&lt;br /&gt;hmms, the run.. was ok. nothing much lor.&lt;br /&gt;elize abandoned me at the very first second the horn was blown.&lt;br /&gt;RARRH.&lt;br /&gt;and so i was drowned by the crowd without elize's protection.&lt;br /&gt;left behind behind behind.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was chiong-ing.&lt;br /&gt;o.0   lol. so hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran with kellyanne at first. then caught up with janice and lydia, rachelle. haha, then natalie.&lt;br /&gt;boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;xiaohui is a nice girl! wonder why huituan didnt get influenced by her.&lt;br /&gt;she offered me her drink when nobody did atthe start of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;then gave me all her seaweed wheni said i like them! yayys. :D&lt;br /&gt;then we went to walkhere and there.. in the end went back to tm.&lt;br /&gt;then again, my mood seemed to get alittle weird.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why i get fustrated easily nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;i was alittle fed up of the pointless walking and long wait.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope leong and eran wont have that unnecessary quarrel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;its affect us all badly...&lt;br /&gt;i have been recieving alot of calls from tammy dear too.&lt;br /&gt;sian. what kind of stupid month is this. when everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;hell to august man.&lt;br /&gt;haha, im siao. now im blaming it on the month.&lt;br /&gt;i really really love genevieve....&lt;br /&gt;but, nobody gets good things happening to them for free.&lt;br /&gt;but bad things do happen for free. buy1 get one free too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently using keiks' computr to post! =))&lt;br /&gt;slacking at her house now withhuituan and cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;im dying for cup noodles.&lt;br /&gt;sian.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tml.. guess i'll be rotting..&lt;br /&gt;such a tiring day..&lt;br /&gt;can somebody give me a list of what our body contains?&lt;br /&gt;i feel very empty inside. maybe my stomach's kidnapped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115502639574786224?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115502639574786224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115502639574786224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115502639574786224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115502639574786224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/youve-led-poodle-into-many-circles.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115474493569267508</id><published>2006-08-05T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:18:43.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;once bitten, twice shy. twice bitten, cry, dont try&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had mummy to pei me home yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i guess my mummy is too free lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and elize treated me to dinner because she claims i played well. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elize&lt;/em&gt; leh!&lt;br /&gt;envious right. hawhaws.&lt;br /&gt;the score was 30-31 yesterday. owells.&lt;br /&gt;'ve learnt alot i guess. thats what which most mattered.&lt;br /&gt;leecheng would have been the best teacher around. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday must be the day i would want to laugh at most.&lt;br /&gt;i never felt that spastic before.&lt;br /&gt;both happy and upset at a time. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other chinese class people had their 'shui hu zhuan' test paper back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x&lt;br /&gt;i thought i got the worst mark. apparently, didnt appear so. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elize got 22! and he funny thing is, she did touch the book.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;3marks shows the difference, to wether u did study or not.&lt;br /&gt;when u did, u get 22!&lt;br /&gt;when u didnt, u get 25!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody had a funtime bullying kelly anne yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do anything ok! =x&lt;br /&gt;all i did was to be very agreeable with all suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;and chalked her table til its &lt;em&gt;as smooth as a baby's butt&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds gay. but alot of people are affected by the phrase. all thanks to sean.&lt;br /&gt;and she was close to tears everytime.&lt;br /&gt;see, if u would have bursted into tears that very second, nobody will do anything to u, not to say, throw their shoebags at u. o.0&lt;br /&gt;so she cleaned her table, sobbing and sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;elize took a piece of tissue, cleaned it, and threw it at her. xD&lt;br /&gt;screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dontknow who threw a pencil at her also. it went into her shirt. she only found it after maybe 15minutes.&lt;br /&gt;haha. retarded. xDD&lt;br /&gt;and her hand was slapped til it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. while playing some games.&lt;br /&gt;well, that i really didnt do a thing. what a pity.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training was the best!!&lt;br /&gt;we whacked her like siao. so evil right.&lt;br /&gt;and we told natalie we will bully her, when she announced her birthday is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;unless she cries the very second we touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells, sorry kellyanne!!&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;i guess almost everybody enjoyed yesterday. i sure did.&lt;br /&gt;ohyea, graci's nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;all of a sudden, i feel something's missing. hmms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115474493569267508?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115474493569267508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115474493569267508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115474493569267508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115474493569267508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115460830287087087</id><published>2006-08-03T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T05:35:22.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when i feel helpless. i only see ghostly shadows&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the rest of my day with kellyanne. talked a whole lot. atlast for once, i felt relaxed. after many days of earthworms squirming in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel im getting deaf... feeling terrible. elize doesnt let me smack her hair anymore. i feel stressed and its all her fault.&lt;br /&gt;must bad things come in half a dozens?&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it all at once. queue up and come in pairs, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get, an unpleasant mark. a doubt in myself. an act of betrayal. a &lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt; in the&lt;strong&gt; back&lt;/strong&gt;. a disappointment. a sense of exasperation. a misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;a loss of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and being me, i feel i dont deserve that. tell me why i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115460830287087087?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115460830287087087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115460830287087087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115460830287087087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115460830287087087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-i-feel-helpless.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115443243937527526</id><published>2006-08-01T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T04:42:59.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jokes. or rather, should i say, lies. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty weird mood today. very restless and itchy i was.&lt;br /&gt;i realised i've really grown up! i know how to forget. haha. just one and only thing for me to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;failed my maths. lol. i didnt have the energy to search for another mark to pass. guess its of no importance to me. or maybe im just too fed up to bother. guess things are really changing. or maybe im just too free nowadays that i keep entertaining to these silly thoughts. argh.&lt;br /&gt;so, retest tml. hope it doesnt disturb my plans to meet up keiko and alicia together with huituan. has been long since we saw that two shorties. =X&lt;br /&gt;a quiet day made me realise i kinda miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a pleasant and satisfactory time smacking elize's hair. haha, thank her for allowing me to do that as it really did cheer me up. spt was great though. it was lots of fun. for every single one of &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelyn, dont worry. i wont give u a bad childhood that soon! i shall do my part as a mum! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say a big sorry to those who were affected by my ridiculous mood today. sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115443243937527526?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443243937527526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115443243937527526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115443243937527526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115443243937527526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/08/jokes.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115434780950865981</id><published>2006-07-31T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T05:21:14.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am a lucky girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO UNFAIR. RARRRRRRH.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a group of my loyang p6 friends at my void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the four girls called me and shocked the life out of me as i just left somebody not even half a minute ago. and the sudden call of my name interrupted my thoughts of me being alone. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;startled i was. even more startled to realise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" we're partying! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question mark. am i old already or what.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was pretty seldom to party at void decks, not even with food but just four cute 12year old girls just standing there. and, more weirdly, at void decks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh.. ok.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hey, are ur studs magnetic or what? "&lt;br /&gt;magnetic studs. lol. they dont know magnetic studs are bad.&lt;br /&gt;" nar.. they are real. with piercings. "&lt;br /&gt;" whow. she also! " (points to two of the girls and continue, )&lt;br /&gt;" she also got two pairs! you? "&lt;br /&gt;" hah. i've twice hers. but whow. never get scolded? i got pretty badly last year. almost got hand over to dm leh. "&lt;br /&gt;" never.. mdm low ah?"&lt;br /&gt;WL. WHY. unfair. ARGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;one of them was even a prefect can! i believe, the assistant head prefect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? i knew chinese teachers are biased can??&lt;br /&gt;ok, not only chinese teachers. ALL are lah k.&lt;br /&gt;i rmbed when i pierced my 6 earholes, it was after prelims.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to stand there, listening to mrs chia's long story about my piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY GOT NONE OF IT.. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;whyyyy. =( its so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;and i got many 'tsk tsks' from mdm low also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb wad was said to me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if i didnt see ur side view, i wouldnt have realised you have so many earholes! it doesnt go with the image of a student, jamie... why so many? u look like.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah. unfair ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at first suprised they werent caught.then, happy for them to know that teachers are aware and they werent scolded. then i was angered I was. and to know teachers ARE BIASED CREATURES.&lt;br /&gt;well. atleast i know some in loyang are.&lt;br /&gt;nvm about that. it has already past. and im still not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. went for a movie with samuel, nu er and chocolate tree today. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i am a very good mother now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div color=" 'black'"&gt;i thought my tree was gone, cause when i had so much things to tell u ytd, i suddenly feel i can't anymore. maybe what i knew was it is just for that period of time. but somehow, it felt like it will continue to be always.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115434780950865981?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115434780950865981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115434780950865981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115434780950865981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115434780950865981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-lucky-girl_115434780950865981.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115426693408392244</id><published>2006-07-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:45:33.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why can't i have the whole cake for myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrrrh! three inches of my hair gone and a pain in my tongue. family craze. LOL. dangerous i guess.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's over to my house instead of ahma's.&lt;br /&gt;i had a nice talk with her today. =)&lt;br /&gt;and she had to cut boystyle. haahha. four inches. xD&lt;br /&gt;krissy's hair couldn't even reach her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;gerald was screaming throughout the terriblle ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;my brothers fidgeted when they were almost botak. xD&lt;br /&gt;my aunts all have shoulder length hair.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad wasnt excused too. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;only my mum managed to escape all that.&lt;br /&gt;hais. work.work. work.&lt;br /&gt;even the babies had no excuses.&lt;br /&gt;but only i'm most guai! i lost 3 inches of hair, without screaming while having the haircut.&lt;br /&gt;but later screamed when i realised my ponytail is super short.&lt;br /&gt;why are ahmas the most understanding beings on earth?&lt;br /&gt;i guess at times like this, i was glad my ahgong married my ahma. =P&lt;br /&gt;ha, it was so fun. having a family haircut. just because of a mix up.&lt;br /&gt;my brother left a note at the fridge to tell my mother he needs a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;my mum didnt know who and ended up telling my aunt its me who needs the haircut. when everybody came over to our house for dinner, the hairdresser got mixed up about who needed the haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" HAIYA. dont care lar. everybody cut LAH! "&lt;br /&gt;"orh, okay "&lt;br /&gt;lol. so &lt;em&gt;everybody&lt;/em&gt; had a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;silly isnt it. lol. the room was soooo filled with hair it seems like an inky swimming pool. aha.&lt;br /&gt;you guys should check out alex's and alvin's hair cut at krissy's site!! uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;almost all the kids were close to being botaks. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i deserved to bawl all night in my room for this little ponytail of mine. LOL. nar. i've done a good deed u know. i rearranged my timetable just for my 'son-in-law' 's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;very seldom i do that right?  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that, i deserve a round of applause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115426693408392244?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115426693408392244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115426693408392244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115426693408392244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115426693408392244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-cant-i-have-whole-cake-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115414304152464694</id><published>2006-07-29T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:59:13.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when people say things &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accidentally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, perhaps they really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hmms. just woke up. hoho. satisfied. its already close to 11.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had gastric pain early in the morning. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and from the pain, i get a beautiful daughter. xD&lt;br /&gt;ah, she's short, she plays center. and has a super bloated tummy when just having her meal finished. but it flattens down later. sounds fun right. lol.she has a huge appetite and never grows fat. and she can almost fly. she handles the ball as perfectly by legs as by hands. and she's pretty smart. she doesnt like &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^ just like her mother, or maybe should i say everybody else. and she is short!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. my daughter sounds abnormal hor.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, she's not allowed to stand on steps which are higher than mine, as she must remain shorter than me at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. william is vv nice!&lt;br /&gt;after the wholelong tiring day, i realised he was the first to ask in the morning about the pain at my side. and many " ok not."s from time to time. and he asked me if i read the tkm. " no.. never finish.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" u want the summary?? " william wan sui.&lt;br /&gt;wah. i pleased he sits right infront of me! he's so nice. no wonder joshua and yuwen always bullies him. !! x/&lt;br /&gt;anthea was pretty nice too. she bought nuggets for me. she refused the money. but i forced it. although the nuggets made me feel worse.. but it was nice of her.&lt;br /&gt;yina had medicine. but famous'a biscuits did the job. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like that always make me feel im learning to take things for granted. and its when i came to realization about what u said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmms. feeling a little exhausted. i'll stop here, though it seems alittle weird. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye persons. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel alittle uncomfortable inside of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115414304152464694?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115414304152464694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115414304152464694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115414304152464694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115414304152464694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-people-say-things-accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115400189573245440</id><published>2006-07-27T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:58:29.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no matter to what colours of the rainbow i change, i'm still the same old scaly chameleon. so stay by me, my trees at madagascar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead. there isnt a day when i, k.a and elize go siao. lol. and its always elize's fault. haha.&lt;br /&gt;elize ate paper before. x) cute right.&lt;br /&gt;now i know where my maths tb went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ate some kinda foodthing and&lt;br /&gt;exclaimed, " wow, this tastes like paper. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from kelly anne.&lt;br /&gt;- for one to reach the chocolate at the bottom of icecream cones,&lt;strong&gt; persevere&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will for a special strawberry one. cause im not giving her up. and well, maybe also because i think strawberry ones would taste nice. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote from kelly anne a day! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115400189573245440?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115400189573245440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115400189573245440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115400189573245440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115400189573245440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-matter-to-what-colours-of-rainbow-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115391666925692593</id><published>2006-07-26T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:00:55.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;know the word 'limits'. understand 'hypocritical'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder what has it came to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder why there still isn't a day when everybody could give me a slight nod of agreement to anything i do. i guess thats why people have different likes and dislikes. or maybe im just the one with the problem.&lt;br /&gt;upset myself by caring too much?&lt;br /&gt;guess that why kellyanne always tells me, " dont care, "&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should learn from her. or maybe that was wad she wanted me to learn. guess rainbows never change their colours. because i still bother. whatever for when the whole world's just listening to their own mouths. when im not even sure what to say.&lt;br /&gt;maybe being happy is the problem. being happy is weird. because i never was. and if i am, its for just a second in an hour. i cherish that second in every hour i have. but some people as much as some people who do, doesnt&lt;em&gt; allow&lt;/em&gt; me to. i just want everyone happy. sometimes i wonder if i should just forget about the very second that was given to me, as well as abandon the rest of the painful minutes left in that hour. then live the hours i have everyday peacefully. is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't go for what i want. i can't say what i want. i can't do what i want. i can't think what i want. i can't plan what i want. because nobody understands why i can.&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and say, its my choice, if i am happy then act as if u didnt care if i took whatever u said before that seriously or not. If u think i will keep that fondly in mind and pretend nothing was said before that, what a good friend will do. disappointing isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;understand why i can't do things when im supposed to. why i can't say things when im supposed to. and why i can't think what im supposed too. because i can't do it all. and the reason is, reasons u didnt hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday, when im a pet shop owner who kindly kept 20 stray poor kittens as pets, and gave them wad every kitten needs, a fairy kitten appears all of a sudden and wants to grant me a wish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i have ten friends who thinks the same, and have decisions and opinions dat agree with each other. just ten friends in this short live of 120 years would do.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou, fairy kitten with no wings but a long long tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115391666925692593?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115391666925692593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115391666925692593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115391666925692593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115391666925692593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/know-word-limits.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115357263599990409</id><published>2006-07-22T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:01:24.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after making every important decision,i never fail to wonder if i made the right choice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.got pretty injured today.&lt;br /&gt;was walking happily with the girls, smiling at every one of them one by one, and my thigh had a sudden pain. lol. continued for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;a drop of hot soup splashed on the side of my face. super pain.&lt;br /&gt;accidentally got hot water on my scratched knee.&lt;br /&gt;wahahas. great right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast with the girls. missed the bus. was last to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;sian. feeling moody all of a sudden. =/&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ake care. cause i'm dying here too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115357263599990409?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115357263599990409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115357263599990409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115357263599990409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115357263599990409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-making-every-important-decisioni.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115347961217243997</id><published>2006-07-21T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:01:45.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing could be more than wishing for the &lt;em&gt;best things&lt;/em&gt; to happen. and stay. then never go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im happy. and i had a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" why jamie so happy today? "&lt;br /&gt;why cannot. qi guai. lol. i used to be not happy everyday meh. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe?&lt;/span&gt; yep. everybody esp elize and amanda were very disturbed by the fact i was happy. hmmpfhs. maybe they wished i wasnt. how nice. &gt;&lt; (my post was cut off here! RIGHT HERE. damnit. a whole long part! &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took the train and walked the rest of the way with elize kelly anne huituan in the end. owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;owe me a treat ok. =/ thanks anw.its the thought that counts. =)) and i hope everything's fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yep. im home alone, not even food to accompany me! raaaaa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115347961217243997?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115347961217243997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115347961217243997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115347961217243997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115347961217243997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-could-be-more-than-wishing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115292535745623653</id><published>2006-07-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:02:35.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a new beginning with something missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to yinanana's house. =)&lt;br /&gt;we'll be doing work&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115292535745623653?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115292535745623653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115292535745623653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115292535745623653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115292535745623653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-beginning-with-something-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115287514446831830</id><published>2006-07-14T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:03:46.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;appearances are decieving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had quite a great day before noon.&lt;br /&gt;i totally freaked out when we reached kss.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; size="2"&gt;i feel like slapping u right in the face now, you bitch. don't u have a sense of shame. despicable worm. change. changing. changed. changed what? fuck u man.&lt;br /&gt;im alarmed at how low and cheap people like u can be.&lt;br /&gt;i dont call my friends she dogs. dat i know.&lt;br /&gt;when u cant keep ur hands to yourself, try holding ur tongue with both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115287514446831830?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115287514446831830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115287514446831830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115287514446831830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115287514446831830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/appearances-are-decieving.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115252218304706445</id><published>2006-07-10T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:04:08.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm afraid of you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;dont let me be..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today was boringg.&lt;br /&gt;i started the day with a wrong msg to somebody.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i spent my day smsing gerald.&lt;br /&gt;i sent a mistake msg to him at 6.&lt;br /&gt;and he replied straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gerald &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leh!! gerald sleeps at 4 u know? im honoured la k.&lt;br /&gt;and so i replied a, " sorry lah. wrong person.. just feeling bored. who knows send wrong.. nevermind. "&lt;br /&gt;i thought he would like go to school and not bother, but after an hour, i realised he replied.&lt;br /&gt;so suprised and visibly happy,&lt;br /&gt;i said,&lt;br /&gt;" hey, u no lesson meh. how come say can chat with me? u are &lt;strong&gt;gerald&lt;/strong&gt; leh. "&lt;br /&gt;" RI no school today.. gerald not nice? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im so proud dat i unknowingly post some of the msgs. -.-;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yep. a happy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think liangkai would be treating me icecream liao.&lt;br /&gt;my science paper is d e a d.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my 50 dollars from brother if i get an A.&lt;br /&gt;well well. at least i think i wil pass. (:&lt;br /&gt;and had fun today.&lt;br /&gt;xiaohuisi wan suiiii!&lt;br /&gt;i gave her number to some kinda angmoh looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;when i called her to inform her first and ask her to make a fool out of him, she was so kind and patient today! wad has happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hey, xhs. i gave ur number to some angmoh guy. hao hao zhen ta. "&lt;br /&gt;" hey, not bad huh. haha. dont like him isit. " *hyena laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh.laugh.laugh.&lt;br /&gt;everybody is so nice to me today! maybe because they know i aint feeling good. ...&lt;br /&gt;haha. everybody except enize.&lt;br /&gt;haha. enize is elize. but call her enize. (: because she's mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 1 : gave me a wet shoulder in the toilet when going home.&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 2 : LAUGHED when i wasnt aware i didnt top up my card.&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 3 : LAUGHED SOMEMORE when coins showered out from my wallet when i tapped my card.&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 4 : LAUGHED EVEN MORE when i picked up all the coins and i couldnt get through.&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 5 : LAUGHED MORE AND MORE AND MORE and didnt help me AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 6 : ignored me the whole time at white sands!!!&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 7 : walked SO fast so that I couldnt catch up!&lt;br /&gt;mean thing number 8 : ASKED ME to treat her when she treat me so badly today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENIZE, WHY CANT U TREAT ME NICER.&lt;br /&gt;go and die lah.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus home with that meanie.&lt;br /&gt;yepyep. dats for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115252218304706445?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115252218304706445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115252218304706445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115252218304706445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115252218304706445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-afraid-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115234676136006649</id><published>2006-07-08T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:04:27.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need a remote control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over to yumyum's today.&lt;br /&gt;super super boring.&lt;br /&gt;babies just cant sits still when eating.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feels like going for a movie.. boredd.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shoulds disturbs elize's family day someday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i wants to watches movie!&lt;br /&gt;i hopes qin ai de can gives me another day of er ren shi jie. hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;mys phone was stuffed into coffee today. bet its kinda spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, yina! i thinks there's something terribly wrong with my english. tells me what pleases. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115234676136006649?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115234676136006649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115234676136006649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115234676136006649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115234676136006649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-remote-control.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115217669151039244</id><published>2006-07-06T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:15:50.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and so you're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.just reached home. stayed back after school..&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached the stadium, i was super dulan alrd.&lt;br /&gt;cannot find everybody.&lt;br /&gt;elize and k.a say at stadium. didnt see them.&lt;br /&gt;huituan vanished. and called to talk in a language i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find peiying and vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;didnt know wad to do with her maths worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;lydia disappeared when we returned to the stadium for the second time. turned, and ta-dah. she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;plus plus,&lt;br /&gt;i was reminded of dat stupid poem,&lt;br /&gt;amanda keep singing dat song. swear, i will smack her someday even if it means she's gonna flick ME.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant find gen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lucky i had elize's and my poem to burn. if not i would be snapping at everybody alrd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed irritating amanda today.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. elize, k.a and i have common dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;dont like the hair, dont like the specs. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;were kinda mean today.&lt;br /&gt;owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak. everybody's going home.&lt;br /&gt;"elize, where u going after this? "&lt;br /&gt;" home. "&lt;br /&gt;" kelly anne! u leh? "&lt;br /&gt;" home. "&lt;br /&gt;" amanda? "&lt;br /&gt;"HOME. "&lt;br /&gt;" anthea?! "&lt;br /&gt;" HOSTEL. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlau.&lt;br /&gt;" yina, wad u doing before going home. "&lt;br /&gt;" watch this match. "&lt;br /&gt;stupid elize. rawrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;she keep disturbing me today lah. sian.&lt;br /&gt;can u treat me nicer anot?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. seow liao. x)&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, hilda looks so cute today bringing the poster thing around. box u tml for hitting me, i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides getting more blind day by day, im getting pretty deaf too. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rizvan came to sit beside me. lol. funny funny. he did a great job irritating amanda all the way home. (:&lt;br /&gt;racist lah she.&lt;br /&gt;i know how to spell his name for after like so long.&lt;br /&gt;very crappy today.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;though it was fun 'chopping' everybody's shirt today.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;retarded man. xD&lt;br /&gt;doreen 'chopped' my shirt. then joshua's or yuwen's i think.&lt;br /&gt;lol. followed by xuanjie. then many many many,&lt;br /&gt;hmms. if i rmbr,&lt;br /&gt;kelly anne. " DONT WANT.. GO AWAY!!! "&lt;br /&gt;LOL. super funny lah she. in the end she still kenah.&lt;br /&gt;yina. " keep in ur bag! dont play already! "&lt;br /&gt;* stern look*&lt;br /&gt;xuanjie. -__-&lt;br /&gt;zhouyang. " dont play this kinda thing lar. tsk. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doreen laughs madly *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" HUH. cannot wash one arh? !! "&lt;br /&gt;dont know who said dat. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia was terrified. haha.&lt;br /&gt;such a pity i dont have the hello kitty stamp with me during science. wonder where is it now. =(&lt;br /&gt;left school without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great. i've not been eating alot nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;and 'll get super hungry in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;but cant eat cause there isnt time.&lt;br /&gt;then the hunger vanishes when its recess.&lt;br /&gt;and comes back late at night.&lt;br /&gt;drank like a can of coffee and another can of milo today. guess it was all.&lt;br /&gt;o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dental appointment tml! nanneh. elize and kelly anne, enjoy! enjoy! hmmfhs. dats for how well u treated me on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115217669151039244?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115217669151039244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115217669151039244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115217669151039244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115217669151039244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-so-youre-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115209828496208090</id><published>2006-07-05T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:13:49.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can somebody just explain what is, &lt;strong&gt;fair&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty unhappy today. haaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think im going mad nowadays. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;dono wtf i was doing during e lit. wth.&lt;br /&gt;got nothing to say lar. poems suck big time. they really do. but i kinda like some. xDD.&lt;br /&gt;i will kick theresa's butt tml. i forgot to.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat after school today.&lt;br /&gt;wonder why 1G took so freaking long to get out of the class room. wads wrong with the teacher man. it like pass 2.20 and they still inside. poor beings. actually thought of leaving with huituan and people. but the teacher made me decide to leave early to eat.&lt;br /&gt;raaa. we took a 17 bus.&lt;br /&gt;wah. the bus driver sucks.&lt;br /&gt;wtf man. haha.kelly anne couldnt stop her, " wahlau, wad the, lah. he ask us to stop PLAYING liao. "&lt;br /&gt;haha. she's cute. couldnt stop cursing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i was much amused to tease elize about the height thing.&lt;br /&gt;it went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" HA. yuwen is 167. LOLOL. YOU are 163 ONLY. "&lt;br /&gt;" i am 165. "&lt;br /&gt;' NO u are not."&lt;br /&gt;" i wil grow lah k. "&lt;br /&gt;" so will he! "&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" im not 163 lah, im 165. "&lt;br /&gt;" nope. doreen is but she is TALLER than u. "&lt;br /&gt;" she grew lah k. "&lt;br /&gt;" so did u. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. laughed like seow charbohs. all the way to the traffic lights. seeing the bus from far, we chionged. everytime also like that. whenever im alone with elize, SURE to run for bus one.&lt;br /&gt;i see im no shorter then elize. no lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. reached home quite early today.&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly, KELLY ANNE WENT HOME SO EARLY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lesson,&lt;br /&gt;i asked elize.&lt;br /&gt;" where ug oing after school? "&lt;br /&gt;she mouthed, ''home!''&lt;br /&gt;i turne to face k.a,&lt;br /&gt;mouthing, " home?? "&lt;br /&gt;she, " home.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody's going home. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;but she said she wasnt telling me home. but asking me. haha. but she seems to have no objection to returning home early today. unusually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw her blog today. i wonder why she's so upset over you. since u gave her ur promise, treat her nicely will u? why won't u ever talk to girls u have a chance with. dont let it slip through ur fingers again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you disappoint me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115209828496208090?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115209828496208090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115209828496208090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115209828496208090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115209828496208090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-somebody-just-explain-what-is-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115190281818852800</id><published>2006-07-03T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:28:58.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am a very happy person today! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;although it was a real bad night yesterday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i had this fan blowing into my face all the time last night, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er4 ren2 shi4 jie4 at downtown with qin ai de. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115190281818852800?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115190281818852800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115190281818852800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115190281818852800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115190281818852800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-very-happy-person-today-although.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115172280467529868</id><published>2006-07-01T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:10:44.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when silence isnt golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel utterly stupid. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was sorta cocked up inside yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;yina was right when walking to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jamie seow liao. bu4 yao4 tai4 kao4 jing4 ta1 ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the crazy things today, i end up talking in bed.&lt;br /&gt;to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. has been very long since i did that. when i was this kid, and i did right things that were wrong, my mum would say nothing but, " ask yourself if you do right. or tell yourself what right thing you should do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and i will spend hours in bed, saying,&lt;br /&gt;" did i do the right thing? "&lt;br /&gt;" yah, i did the right thing. i wasnt wrong. "&lt;br /&gt;" why wasnt i wrong? "&lt;br /&gt;' because it isnt wrong to slap my brother. "&lt;br /&gt;" why isnt it wrong? "&lt;br /&gt;" because he derseves to be slapped. "&lt;br /&gt;" why? "&lt;br /&gt;" because he's an asshole....... "&lt;br /&gt;" what right thing you should do? "&lt;br /&gt;" slap him again. "&lt;br /&gt;hmms. i used to even say the questions i ask myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nar, it has been months, maybe years since i did dat.friends i had when i was a kid, i can count with a single hand and who would be awake at even 10 when he/she's 5 or 6 years, thus, there was plenty of time for me to talk to myself. now dat i use the phone alot, i complain to whoever who's at the other end alot, there wasn't really time for me to even talk to myself afterall.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, my mum even thought i was still talking to a friend so late at night.&lt;br /&gt;" hey, u're talking? "&lt;br /&gt;" yeah, im talking. "&lt;br /&gt;" huh.... i see no phone. guess it's gonna cost no bucks, you should do this so more often, goodnights anyway. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was this person rambling on and on and on, anyhow scratching the wall with coins, creating this sort of stupid sound which immediately woke my elder brother up next door. he could have heard a fly buzz by the toilet bowl and not the whole world crashing.&lt;br /&gt;he sat at my desk and asked with the most irritated voice he could have,&lt;br /&gt;what was wrong. i end up talking to him. blahblahblahblah. maybe he wasn't listen i dontknow, he was just,&lt;br /&gt;ah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;oh, yar.&lt;br /&gt;hmms. ok.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. at least ididnt have to continue the last one sixth of the story at the same person, me.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i end up telling the last of the story to myself again. he fell asleep on the chair. owells.&lt;br /&gt;i had two sunny side up eggs for breakfast. hope today's one good day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115172280467529868?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115172280467529868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115172280467529868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115172280467529868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115172280467529868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-silence-isnt-golden-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115148765045623973</id><published>2006-06-28T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:09:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how common it is, when people just love to only think /tell their side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person number one just wants to have it dat way.&lt;br /&gt;why, because it doesnt seem to be her/his fault, or maybe it isnt. but she just wants to make it a great big deal.&lt;br /&gt;person two tries to tell it the way she thinks.&lt;br /&gt;to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times when i really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;am i very 'do it together' person.&lt;br /&gt;just for some very simple things,&lt;br /&gt;like going to and fro the school, will i be able to do them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of going back, but ever.&lt;br /&gt;how was it like.&lt;br /&gt;what i feel when going home alone,&lt;br /&gt;simply was just wanting to get home sooner.&lt;br /&gt;and actually, you dont have to look like an irritating person who keeps turning to the person next to u and speak loudly in his/her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, u will be hating every single else person who didnt accompany u home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, dat should be it, if u're somebody who simply cant do things alone and blame others for it. with no reason at all.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; just because i mentioned going home, and u gave no consent. dat IS the case. and if u cant accept it, u're just not admitting to a single factual mistake u made, but i wont say i did no wrong. u might say im just this sorta one person too, i wouldnt be able to do it on my own, lets see if u can go home urself one fine day, maybe i'll let u try tml, this and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i might be a somebody who might not be able to do things alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; but not one who blames others for it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone is just being selfish,&lt;br /&gt;thinking for themselves and no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and too, there are times i really wonder,&lt;br /&gt;will i ever forget about other's request for my help,&lt;br /&gt;due to my anger and fustration.and go off without a single answer to it, leaving somebody totally clueless to what u're gonna do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probably decline. but not forget.&lt;br /&gt;most probably give any answer and go off. but not without a single shit answer and go off apearing terribly rude.&lt;br /&gt;unless the connection is horrible. or u feel so guilty dat u decide to faint, then, sign out before u touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to be rude, if i appear so. but im just finding excuses for ur totally not understandable attitude.just because u're my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i should correct what i said earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;i guess &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; everybody's like that.&lt;br /&gt;just people who never thought for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and thats what i notice in u&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt mean a change in anything.&lt;br /&gt;because thats how u are, and i can accept it.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps u dont realise that. so im trying to tell u.&lt;br /&gt;not somebody who has been irritated by the way u are. but a somebody who is ur friend.&lt;br /&gt;because i wont wanna see another person blogging on her/his blog about u the way i am doing so now.&lt;br /&gt;because he/she must be really upset and angry to do so.&lt;br /&gt;and that, i would say, &lt;strong&gt;i wont be wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115148765045623973?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115148765045623973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115148765045623973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115148765045623973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115148765045623973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/clueless.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115146465211035191</id><published>2006-06-28T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T01:49:18.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck at home with a fever.&lt;br /&gt;haa. 38.6&lt;br /&gt;not bad. x)&lt;br /&gt;mr tam's call woke me up. =/&lt;br /&gt;at about 9.&lt;br /&gt;and he says i sound terrible.&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. i sure do.&lt;br /&gt;i went back to sleep again for another 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;and another call woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawson insisted on going to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;thank god the clinic is so nearby.&lt;br /&gt;met him downstairs without getting changed.&lt;br /&gt;lol. too tired to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. the wait was freaking long.&lt;br /&gt;we talked for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept another.&lt;br /&gt;stupid right. 2hours. knn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the talk was mostly about krissy and weifu.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" krissy's weird. "&lt;br /&gt;"meant? she keeps bugging u? " LOL.&lt;br /&gt;" no lah.i know her for centuries and i dont even know how old she is. "&lt;br /&gt;" neither do i. why bother. "&lt;br /&gt;" because she seems 18 to me. "&lt;br /&gt;" seow. not dat old lah. i rmbr she was suspended last year leh.. "&lt;br /&gt;" she studied where? "&lt;br /&gt;" dont know. she goes to school like once a week? haha. she wouldnt even bother to tell us about &lt;em&gt;school&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;" haha. why does ur family always get suspended from &lt;em&gt;schoool&lt;/em&gt;. ''&lt;br /&gt;" no. not all. speak for urself lah, ben4 until cannot study. "&lt;br /&gt;" im different wad. im not stupid, i just want to do what i cant, even more ben4 de4 ren2 "&lt;br /&gt;" haiya. anything. kuai4 dian3 zou3. "&lt;br /&gt;( go pay money )&lt;br /&gt;" is zou3 kuai4 dian3 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. exactly the same as what kelly.a said when she heard a sec2 sc say, " kuai4 dian3 zou3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he learnt the bike from weifu.&lt;br /&gt;bastard.&lt;br /&gt;" doesnt mean i learn i will drive what. "&lt;br /&gt;" then u learn for wad. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont know. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" why didnt u ever told me u had a elder brother? "&lt;br /&gt;" u meant last time? oh, cause i dont think u'll like him. "&lt;br /&gt;" he was the one who indirectly caused everything, didnt he. "&lt;br /&gt;" oh. ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i find it weird like dat sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;at least i tell some ppl about my twin and their twins. x))&lt;br /&gt;well. then the topic ended quietly with no answer to my question.&lt;br /&gt;then i proceeded to ask him.&lt;br /&gt;what will u call ur sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;kane , dono who and ivan said they will call their son dick.&lt;br /&gt;xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huituan didnt give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;but she told me what her sister said.&lt;br /&gt;something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will marry a guy with the surname 'qian'&lt;br /&gt;guy or girl,&lt;br /&gt;i will call them,&lt;br /&gt;man man and duo duo.&lt;br /&gt;qian man man and qian duo duo.&lt;br /&gt;diaos. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said john.&lt;br /&gt;ee. so common.&lt;br /&gt;i asked what if there were twins.&lt;br /&gt;dick.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;" hen3nan2ting1 leh. "&lt;br /&gt;" haiya. names are just names. "&lt;br /&gt;then triplets leh?&lt;br /&gt;harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. his wife will divorce him.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;doh would be nice. xD&lt;br /&gt;wahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope dillion's arm is fine.&lt;br /&gt;was quite badly broken.&lt;br /&gt;dont go around fighting liao lah, kid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;lol. but i did a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;and was repaid by a raging fever.&lt;br /&gt;had a fever before the walk during spt time.&lt;br /&gt;nb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dontknow why when people do the wrong things,&lt;br /&gt;they tend to give a very pissed face instead of a 'im so sorry' one.&lt;br /&gt;it pisses me alot.&lt;br /&gt;i dontknow why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was just a little problem.&lt;br /&gt;but i was very affected.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i just ddnt like the reaction. dats all.&lt;br /&gt;so, sorry to the ppl around me ytd too.&lt;br /&gt;i ddnt mean to cause uncomfortableness to be floating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring lessons yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;mrs koh gave a damn long lecture.&lt;br /&gt;this followed that and that followed this.&lt;br /&gt;there was barely time left to do any other things.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tm after school.&lt;br /&gt;didnt i say i dontwant to???&lt;br /&gt;i know i will spend money.&lt;br /&gt;damn u guys man. x)&lt;br /&gt;saw doreen and clara at popular too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 21 home with elize after dat.&lt;br /&gt;bus super crowded.&lt;br /&gt;not even enough space for others to board the bus.&lt;br /&gt;first time i took such a crowded bus. o.0&lt;br /&gt;haha. no need hold anything also wont fall down. l o l.&lt;br /&gt;elize was in a very dangerous position.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slep at 9 close to 10.&lt;br /&gt;hopign the fever will be gone by 5 in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;but nope. it was worse.&lt;br /&gt;lol. so i continued sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;until mr tam called.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;back to sleeping. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115146465211035191?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115146465211035191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115146465211035191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115146465211035191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115146465211035191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/stuck-at-home-with-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115094867307966605</id><published>2006-06-22T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:07:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in between two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrelled with my dad 2 secs after i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;amazing right.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;ridicuously, i found it rather amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" have ur breakfast soon, im going out alrd. "&lt;br /&gt;" i donwan. "&lt;br /&gt;" dont give me dat i donwan. never eat last night this morning also dontwant eat? you dont eat as and when as u like. "&lt;br /&gt;lol. the fact is dat, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long pointless arguement,&lt;br /&gt;he went out late.&lt;br /&gt;wahaahas.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are irritating folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close to twelve and huituan haven msged me.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;i went her house ytd too.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i was complaining whenever i could.&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks kelyn. (:&lt;br /&gt;i will learn to relac. i apologise and not let my emotions affect whatever i do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i shouted anw. i was&lt;strong&gt;nt&lt;/strong&gt; blaming kelyn. in fact, nothing to do with her. because i know there is a word,&lt;br /&gt;called mistake.&lt;br /&gt;which means an error dat might be unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;and another, forgive.&lt;br /&gt;which means excuse a fault or an offense.&lt;br /&gt;and another two ,&lt;br /&gt;shut&lt;br /&gt;up.&lt;br /&gt;which means stop talking &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if not i'll make u a tripod stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cause i was fustrated with the same things repeated agn and agn.&lt;br /&gt;but im just trying to tell u it wasnt my fault for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;and when it is, i know how to shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;and when it isnt, u should try.&lt;br /&gt;when its wrong, u say. and when its right u say,&lt;br /&gt;then, whatever u say wont matter anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohya, u do not have to say. because when i do something wrong, i know. and i tell u what.&lt;br /&gt;you dont.&lt;br /&gt;so im sorry, and yeah.and im not angry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because i know you make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;and i know i can forgive.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps u might be. i dontknow whatever for too.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115094867307966605?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115094867307966605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115094867307966605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115094867307966605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115094867307966605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-between-two.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115077544339175190</id><published>2006-06-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:07:10.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and all of a sudden, i miss being with you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from samuel's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;thank anthea's daddy for sending to and back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at an early.. 7?or 8 today.&lt;br /&gt;i felt horrible.&lt;br /&gt;lol. of course lah.&lt;br /&gt;if u slept for an hour or more.&lt;br /&gt;esp ME.&lt;br /&gt;me leh. i sleep 7hours a day ok!&lt;br /&gt;lol. yuwen's was super noisy in the morning. rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;he's wayy&lt;/em&gt; crazy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;i think something has shocked him out of his skull.&lt;br /&gt;i dontknow. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad can three guys two girls talk about.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;nothing. for an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;anthea me yuwen liangkai andlarry went upstairs after watching 'into the mirror'. which followed after american pie;band camp and 'the 40 year-old vigrin'.&lt;br /&gt;they went to arcade. and for bowling before returning to watch the shows. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. guys went to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;for maybe an hour?&lt;br /&gt;i dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;concluded they were playing with water. rather than swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ok.&lt;br /&gt;i think watching too much shows in a night make some of them weird.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;one of them was yuwen.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think its bcos of the shows.&lt;br /&gt;but when he came, he was already seow.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i know why lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;its easy to guess.&lt;br /&gt;hey, im very observant one ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of them were gaying around.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;sean likes the shows alot.&lt;br /&gt;=X.&lt;br /&gt;but count the scary one out.&lt;br /&gt;they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell. he poor thing. i bet he cant walk in3days.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;swear. i didnt push him lah.&lt;br /&gt;to think i was so kind to not have left. (:&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;lol. vanessa does great scaring herself and people around her. x) she's one cutething.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go to the playground at 11+ close to 12.&lt;br /&gt;think vanessa was walking ard too.&lt;br /&gt;i told anthea to go playground.&lt;br /&gt;so we left lo.&lt;br /&gt;dono which guy started the.&lt;br /&gt;" go out urself so dangerous. "&lt;br /&gt;then more than half of them went out with us.&lt;br /&gt;lol. and i learn something!&lt;br /&gt;go out, esp at night, cannot go in odd numbers?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i ddnt know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;they said,&lt;br /&gt;is either take one person away .. or what? make another appear?&lt;br /&gt;lol. then they like,&lt;br /&gt;haiya. nevermind&lt;br /&gt;until vanessa suddenly say.&lt;br /&gt;" ohshit. its 12. "&lt;br /&gt;everybody chiong back immediately.&lt;br /&gt;lol. its funny seeing everybody get scared.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;but i really ddnt push sean.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the 10th person did. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so we headed back to watch the last show.&lt;br /&gt;was a vv nice show.&lt;br /&gt;i liked it. =P&lt;br /&gt;alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. watched the show til 3.&lt;br /&gt;and slack downstairs til 4.&lt;br /&gt;played murderer. with larry yuwen liangkai sean and anthea.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the guys explained the games badly.&lt;br /&gt;lol. took me a very long time to understand wad there were talking about, and to realise they made me even more confused.&lt;br /&gt;lol. so. after wondering about it for long, i then came to know its the same just dat we squeeze hands now. haiya.&lt;br /&gt;then larry did some magic with the cards.&lt;br /&gt;i thik he did it well.&lt;br /&gt;bcos i thoguht it was magic. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went up then.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and talked about &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; for an hour and a half. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;they just wanted to talk. lol. and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;bo liao until we played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;asked a few qns and nobody took up the dares they claim they will. x)&lt;br /&gt;but sure was funny.&lt;br /&gt;after having no qns to ask yuwen. we ended the game.&lt;br /&gt;after dat i realised i have a qn i always wanted to ask.&lt;br /&gt;i know lah. i vv kaypo.&lt;br /&gt;told larry. and he,&lt;br /&gt;" okok. play truth or dare again. i point. now only truth.you! "&lt;br /&gt;*points at yuwen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. wad a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me recall,&lt;br /&gt;i rmb talking bad about some people. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;after talking about crap shit, we finally decided to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we put two single beds together.&lt;br /&gt;anthea and i took the beds.&lt;br /&gt;they took the floor. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after all the laying and lying down.&lt;br /&gt;we did &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;lol. larry was lying on the floor just next to me with liangkai and yuwen beside him.&lt;br /&gt;i rmbred anthea saying about ghost stories.&lt;br /&gt;so i looked down and,&lt;br /&gt;" hey, tell me ghost stories!"&lt;br /&gt;" ghost stories har... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he told me one.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;he ended up telling me how it was supposed to scare me instead of scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;because he realised he couldnt scare me.&lt;br /&gt;super funny.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;" then at the muesum, the lao gong and B ask the corpse of A.&lt;br /&gt;qns about her. to her.&lt;br /&gt;she still keeps repeating wad she says.&lt;br /&gt;" dono wad. bon*^&amp;amp;%$ "&lt;br /&gt;ddnt get the spelling. cause i wasnt interested. lol.&lt;br /&gt;as in, in its spelling.&lt;br /&gt;then he suddenly stop,&lt;br /&gt;look away, then look at me agn.&lt;br /&gt;they ask her,&lt;br /&gt;' who killed u? '&lt;br /&gt;" THEN?"&lt;br /&gt;lol. i asked.&lt;br /&gt;he keeps looking away, then looking at me agn. lol.&lt;br /&gt;in the end,&lt;br /&gt;" bu ren xin xia ni "&lt;br /&gt;hais. so he tell me how it was supposed to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;he stopped the ghost story things and said jokes instead.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed like dono wad.&lt;br /&gt;dontknow yuwen and liangkai was listening not.&lt;br /&gt;no sounds at all.&lt;br /&gt;but anthea was. although she was facing another way, she was laughing like seow also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb two which was damn diao.&lt;br /&gt;" theres this guy. who lives in a 18storey flat. he lives at 14 floor. he everytime take lift to 12th floor, then climb stairs up. but, the lift stops at every floor. why is it so. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots. idono.&lt;br /&gt;he grinned.&lt;br /&gt;" because he too short lo! "&lt;br /&gt;lol.. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" u know har, then he very short. people laugh at him. then he want commit suicide. he go 12 floor to jump. why never die? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" because he too short to get his legs and body over the railing. "&lt;br /&gt;" wrong! "&lt;br /&gt;" huh. why? "&lt;br /&gt;" because he heng loh. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time, anthea laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"k.then he go up to 20th floor to jump.why still never die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" because he heng again? LOL. "&lt;br /&gt;liangkai turned and say,&lt;br /&gt;" cause theres no 20th floor lah.HA."&lt;br /&gt;ok. i was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always end up stupid.&lt;br /&gt;he ask me,&lt;br /&gt;" if u were to go through a room, of three choices, full of tigers. full of crocodiles. and full of sharks. which will u prefer. "&lt;br /&gt;" crocodiles. "&lt;br /&gt;" why??? "&lt;br /&gt;" bcos i like them more? lol. )&lt;br /&gt;" u should go by the sharks. u open the door, all the water flow out, the sharks die. "&lt;br /&gt;lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few stories and jokes,&lt;br /&gt;i ridiculously fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;at that time, dono who was the considerate one saying,&lt;br /&gt;" ok lah.. off lights, let her sleep liao... "&lt;br /&gt;i ignored dat too. x) and continue to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jamieee. "&lt;br /&gt;he suddenly whispered. i woke up. lol.&lt;br /&gt;" aiyo. lol. nvm nvm. u sleep u sleep. "&lt;br /&gt;haha. dono was who. eye sight too bad. it was so close yet i cannot see who is who. they were wearing similar colours. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and it was bad until,&lt;br /&gt;i cant see in the dark! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" icant see a thing leh."&lt;br /&gt;i put my hands infront. i see no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;" huh! really! "&lt;br /&gt;then larry bumped my hands with his head.&lt;br /&gt;"omg. i cant see. HUH! " (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;" haha. ok lah.. go sleep. "&lt;br /&gt;and he push my head back to the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;omg. he can see. and ic ant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i cannot see leh... "&lt;br /&gt;" see the ceiling lights? still abit glowing. "&lt;br /&gt;" i see no ceiling lights..... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going blind. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think vanessa sean leslie and bryan spent the night downstairs in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;think they actually ddnt want to sleep. but still eneded up doing so.&lt;br /&gt;xj and sam was in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i think they were weird ytd.&lt;br /&gt;as in, weird.&lt;br /&gt;they went to sleep on single beds.&lt;br /&gt;and vanessa was.. fascinated that they were sharing the same pillow and bed.&lt;br /&gt;" lol.. two big guys sharing a single bed. omg. a single bed! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, which is this morning,&lt;br /&gt;i so awoke by yuwen i think.&lt;br /&gt;so so so vv noisy.&lt;br /&gt;i think he was sleeping all the while ytd?&lt;br /&gt;when the jokes and stories were heard?&lt;br /&gt;i lazed around in bed for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;and larry was like.&lt;br /&gt;" u know, ytd i was like this, like this infront of u, andu cannot see leh! "&lt;br /&gt;*he move his head from right to left at the bedside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude i will beblind by this year. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;liangkai was last to wake?&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally left after slacking for so long.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go bowling with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;left with van and anthea for her dad's car.&lt;br /&gt;and now im home. :( so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;think i will catch some sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my opinion of some people actually changed since yesterday. owells. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115077544339175190?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115077544339175190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115077544339175190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115077544339175190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115077544339175190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-all-of-sudden-i-miss-being-with.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115077093487562635</id><published>2006-06-20T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:35:34.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your 10 favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: white, black, lime.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food: huh. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song: many, not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite movie: lol. van helsing. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite season: summer.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite day of the week: friday&lt;br /&gt;Favourite ice-cream flavour: durian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current:&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: so so. still missing ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Current clothes: fish bones shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Curren&lt;br /&gt;Current toenail colour: like it should be?&lt;br /&gt;Current time: 10.20am&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance: nah.&lt;br /&gt;Current thoughts: fuck lah. no charger. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: alex. he's an asshole. x)&lt;br /&gt;First crush: p1?&lt;br /&gt;First movie: Pocahontas. (:&lt;br /&gt;First piercing: when i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;First lie: saying i will never ever lie in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;First music: abc. lol&lt;br /&gt;First car: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last:&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: none.&lt;br /&gt;Last drink: plain water&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: 10mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: yesterday? hmms. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: lol. into the mirror. =DD&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: parent. .....&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever date one of your bestfriens: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken the laws: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested: huh,no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been skinny dipped: huh.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on tv: no.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kiss someone you don't know: no.whatever for.&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;- shirt- specs- shorts- braces =D - earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you have done today:&lt;br /&gt;- woke up and slept 3 times. (:&lt;br /&gt;-drank water.&lt;br /&gt;- watched 'into the mirror'.&lt;br /&gt;-laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now:&lt;br /&gt;- washing machine&lt;br /&gt;- loyang students having lessons.&lt;br /&gt;- my own typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;- food.&lt;br /&gt;- Friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you do when you are bored:&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- use the computer. even when there no need to&lt;br /&gt;- sms people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the 5 people you tag:&lt;br /&gt;- krissy.- gen.- yina.- xhs.- elize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115077093487562635?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115077093487562635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115077093487562635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115077093487562635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115077093487562635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-10-favourites-favourite-colour.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115053247170481134</id><published>2006-06-17T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:05:31.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where's the promise u made 547 days ago? gone since the day u promised her too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. wad a day.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling happy today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over yum's early.&lt;br /&gt;he was still sleeping when i went over.&lt;br /&gt;so was krissy. i guess she came earlier and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;must have quarrelled with her mum last night.&lt;br /&gt;haha. explains why she has nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went out to buy breakfast for everybody.&lt;br /&gt;good cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw his mum..&lt;br /&gt;was pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;now dat i dont know wad to call her.&lt;br /&gt;aunty?&lt;br /&gt;definitely not wad i used to call her. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.nvm.&lt;br /&gt;hmms.. when i reached home,yumyum's awake alrd.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. and i went out again to buy ice cream for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good jie jie. (:&lt;br /&gt;okayokay. i would never have did so if he wasnt dat delighted to see me. if he wasnt, i would kick him.&lt;br /&gt;lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise he nods at everything.&lt;br /&gt;" jie jie good not?"&lt;br /&gt;nod.&lt;br /&gt;" anybody better? "&lt;br /&gt;nodnod.&lt;br /&gt;" who? "&lt;br /&gt;nodnodnod.&lt;br /&gt;point, less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egnor came with my hamsters later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;oh,wtf.&lt;br /&gt;never knew he was such a nice cousin.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant be bothered to even look at him when he came.&lt;br /&gt;only arel 'kor kor'-ed him.&lt;br /&gt;" the rest dono how to call kor kor one. mei2you3li3mao4.. "&lt;br /&gt;diaos.nobody bothered about him again.&lt;br /&gt;but of course i was super nice to him when i saw my hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good mei mei. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even brought yumyum out to buy sweets.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt he's feeling ok today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at 1+. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;i can go home and sleep. i slept 4hours last night.&lt;br /&gt;how painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus with egnor home.&lt;br /&gt;he decided to drop by my house to pass some cds to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why he always have everything with him.&lt;br /&gt;walked past some plant shop or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" cactus! "&lt;br /&gt;" u like meh? "&lt;br /&gt;" no. i said dat for fun. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me dat face. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then the shop owner came out.&lt;br /&gt;" u want? uncle give u for free. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" he thinks u're some kid. "&lt;br /&gt;i am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle says,&lt;br /&gt;" so, want anot? chose one lo. "&lt;br /&gt;*big big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" im so cute even the uncle likes me. "&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;i know he's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;egnor chose one for me.&lt;br /&gt;" oey! look like u ley. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/feddydada/7851e125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ee. the ugliest. no flower one."&lt;br /&gt;" precisely. its also the shortest. wahahahahas. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. -.-;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nvm..&lt;br /&gt;see. he always doesnt turn out to be as nice as i thought he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw coco nut. on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;" isnt he alittle too old for u? "&lt;br /&gt;" huh. he's my cousin lah. wahlao. "&lt;br /&gt;" oh. who's he. not bad leh. "&lt;br /&gt;" never see him before? "&lt;br /&gt;" duh. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. why they never see each other before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question mark.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell can they not see each other before.&lt;br /&gt;thousands of hangouts.&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;HUH. this two people have never seen each other before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;he's idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;she's idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;i think both are single.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy today. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so happy i think i shall promise i will never tell lies again.&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey. know wad. im &lt;em&gt;vain&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;bitchy&lt;/strong&gt; and i &lt;u&gt;suck&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lolol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115053247170481134?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115053247170481134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115053247170481134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115053247170481134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115053247170481134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wheres-promise-u-made-547-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115046098247779302</id><published>2006-06-16T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:05:11.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so happy, i should die&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went library to find book today.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go huituan's house for hwk.&lt;br /&gt;but she said she wanted to &lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt; last minute.&lt;br /&gt;very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to library with amanda who i earlier turned down.&lt;br /&gt;bcos i was supposed to be busy doing hwk.&lt;br /&gt;apparently it did not appear so..&lt;br /&gt;i was very free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;lost wallet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;walked home with amanda.&lt;br /&gt;was a long march. lol.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times amanda's really gentle and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;in library.&lt;br /&gt;she was happily looking at &lt;em&gt;some books&lt;/em&gt;. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115046098247779302?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115046098247779302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115046098247779302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115046098247779302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115046098247779302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-happy-i-should-die.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27963480.post-115035888801241335</id><published>2006-06-15T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:04:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;trade ur pink one with my gross orange lolly. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;didnt go training..&lt;br /&gt;really sick lah.&lt;br /&gt;heh. went central buy lunch.&lt;br /&gt;haha. end up with chocolates. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krissy can appear anytime and anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" rain! "&lt;br /&gt;she pounced on me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;although i dontknow wads the 'rain' for.&lt;br /&gt;she appeared to be very moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. she and her stupid santa claus tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;yakked all the way from the void deck up to my house.&lt;br /&gt;krissy likes the 'shui hu zhuan'&lt;br /&gt;has been reading for like half an hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;bored. i think huituan is enjoying training. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i look awfully brown today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27963480-115035888801241335?l=feddyyuan-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/feeds/115035888801241335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27963480&amp;postID=115035888801241335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115035888801241335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27963480/posts/default/115035888801241335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feddyyuan-.blogspot.com/2006/06/trade-ur-pink-one-with-my-gross-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>feddy dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895987444910081517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
