<?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-6571122</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:20:37.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lifeee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111431991316658299</id><published>2005-04-24T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:18:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever been in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been in love so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd do anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make them understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever had someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steal your heart away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd give anything, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make them feel the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever searched for words to get you in their heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you don't know what to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you don't know where to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you everHave you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever found the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You dreamed of all your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd do just about anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To look into their eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you finally found the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've given your heart to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only to find that one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won't give their heart to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and dreamed that they were there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all you can do is wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the day when they will care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever loved sombody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(So much)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Makes you cry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes you wanna break down and cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Somethin' so bad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sleep at night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Come out right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever, ever, ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I gotta do to get you in my arms, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I gotta say to get to your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make you understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I need you next to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta get you in my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause baby, I can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(have you, have you ever needed) ever tried to find the words &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they don't come out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever needed somethin' so bad you can't sleep at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever, ever, ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, have you ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anywayy. i have decided t move t my new blog alr. relink me and all ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letmescream.diary-x.com"&gt;http://letmescream.diary-x.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yepps. cya there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111431991316658299?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111431991316658299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111431991316658299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111431991316658299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111431991316658299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/have-you-ever-loved-somebody-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111415975238495870</id><published>2005-04-22T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T18:09:35.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i'm like really cheesed off. arghh. wadever. lets not talk about it. i dunno why i haven't moved t the new blog yet. hurr. ah well. i will when i find a suitable time((: haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was errr. amath i think. ya. and suddenly, it strucked me that it was the 2nd last lesson of the daeeeeeeee. hahaha. that felt better den 2hrs+ more. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like day5. not slack one. english[major major zzzzzzzzz]. CHEM.[ mojor zzzzzzzz ]. break. SS[ zzzzzzzz ]den amath. recess. litlecture. yeahh. good thing was tt ms wee wasn't here todae. so yeahh. english wasn't all that zzzzzzz. we had t do some grp work on the casino thingyy. did it wif the usual pple(: del estelle elaine edif. chem was shit boring. but i didn't doze off. yeahh. she hit smth accidentally and del and i were like OWW for her den we started laughing and cldn't stop. i duno whyy. hurr. but it was funny la. den ss. boring boring boring. i dun like ss. historys betterr. den amath. yawnn. yeahh. den recess. veh lil pple todae? dunno whyy. ya. den litlecture. the stone lesson. see how well u can stone. hurr. yeahh. den after sch went town wif tania for a whilee. jer called. talk abit. yeahhh. nothing much. walked arnd came back. ate. came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;did u alll know that i cannot cannot stand liars? why lie? just tell me the truth. its not like i'll eat u up. yes. i have a big appetite but i fucking wont eat u up. i really cannot stand liars u know. and i hate it even more when u nv admit that u lied t me. if u admit den well. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm a traitor! i just transferred the ipod shuffle ad song into my zenmicro. ahhh. haha. butwell. the song is nice((:&lt;/span&gt;its better. arghh. wadever. and i hate it even more when u lie t cover up a lie. arghhh. wadever. i know it was jus smth really minor. hey. u can lie to ur parents to ur teachers to ur other friends. but please dun lie t me la. i really really hate it when pple who lie to me. wadever. i shall say no more. i will type and lock the entry in my dx.&lt;/span&gt; yeah. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111415975238495870?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111415975238495870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111415975238495870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111415975238495870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111415975238495870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111407701725690247</id><published>2005-04-21T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T17:50:17.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmms. i haven't been updating much lately cos i haven't really been coming online. too tired everydae. anw. i'm gonna have a new blog soon. i hate looking for templates. they take like foreverrrrrr. i'm gonna change t diary-x. den i can like lock my entries? yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. school has been really suckyy. i have no idea wads going on in amath. she seems t be speaking alien.&lt;br /&gt;i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. ahmad hates sch too. she hates math like whooosh. she was like i hope when i see the doctor one dae, the doctor will tell me i cant do math cos of smth. i hate math. hurr. was quite funny. i cannot remember wad else she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentos is addictive. bahh. i am gonna finish the whole box. i like just bought it like 3 hrs ago. hurr. ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;hl and all asked me out todae. but din feel like. out of place and tired. took mrt wif del. talk talk talk. lalala. del. i went t see &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;friendster alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. on the phone. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111407701725690247?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111407701725690247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111407701725690247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111407701725690247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111407701725690247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmms.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111390511615805841</id><published>2005-04-19T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:05:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighh. sighh. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks sucks sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna make it better.&lt;br /&gt;i act like nothing is wrong. and pple really think nothing is wrong&lt;br /&gt;and they come and hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;well. i dunno wad to say. how to say.&lt;br /&gt;things are not going well.&lt;br /&gt;its going really really badly.&lt;br /&gt;sigh jer.&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;arent&lt;br /&gt;u&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;singapore.&lt;br /&gt;well. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad dels tournaments are over.&lt;br /&gt;now she wont disappear so much.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sit nxt t her. den i can complain to her at any point of the dae.&lt;br /&gt;without anyone hearing anything.&lt;br /&gt;sighh.&lt;br /&gt;wadever. i shld stop complaining here.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111390511615805841?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111390511615805841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111390511615805841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111390511615805841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111390511615805841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/sighh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111356915584795239</id><published>2005-04-15T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:45:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. well. todae. was just pretty much a sleeping dae. first lesson was lit. she asked us up one by one and told us wad was wrong wif our work and she did mine yesterdae so i just slept and stone and tot of someone. someone i'm not suppose to think about. someone i'm suppose t forget. someone who used to matter so much to me. someone i cldn't live without in the past. i dunno why i tot of him. but wellls. oh. he was just a fren. a really really gd fren. i shall not say anymore. i'm talking to jer abt it now. and well. most of u dun have t know. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;den it was juliewee lesson. she wore orange again. hurr. we did report writing for the whole lesson so we din have t listen to her voice so non of us fell asleep. hurr. den was amath. boringboringboring. pe. we calculated bmi. i'm freaking underweight. how freaking annoying. i shall gain 3 kgs. and den i'll be acceptable. it means more eating of chips. WHEEEE. hahaha. my bmi is 16. estelles 15. we're the only two pple tt are underweight. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;recess. i felt like a freaking loner cos gen and hl took like shit long to buy meepok. zzzzzzz. hurr. den some weird wind blew beaver to our table. hahaha. den cme. we went t the library. den my grp. we were looking at yrbks. julie wee got problem wif us. she was being dem annoying. like throughout the whole thing. she kept coming and looking and asking and being annoying. wadever. den she din let us stay one when sch ended. stupid lil thing. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer and i are getting amused by the way some pple talk and all. yeahh. hurr. kae. i dun have the mood to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john's making use of me to make hl jealous. TSKKK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111356915584795239?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111356915584795239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111356915584795239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111356915584795239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111356915584795239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111346509922722142</id><published>2005-04-14T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:51:39.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goshh. so sleepy. and i feel gross. jers dead. i haven't talked to her in a long time. she's happy. i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;i ta paoed meepok cos my mum wanted to eat. but she din really eat? so i ate. ta pao one nt nice. boo. den i ate like hell alot of ice cream. todae such a shit day. we had amath for the first lesson. she was dem boring. and den lit. and i din doze off at all. omg. tt was dem cool. i was listening tru the lesson. den the most dreaded lesson ever. CHEM! and to make it worse. DOUBLE PERIODS! OMG! it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boringgggg. mrs tsoi's bdae todae. we sang. we were actually planning to like sing HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYYY BIIIIRRRRRTTTTTHHHHHDDDDAAAAAAYYYYY. ya. u get it. yeahh. but we didn't. and they took quite long to get the com going. but not long enuff. it was so boring. we were all trying t keep our eyes open. u noe the moment she starts talking, we just switch to the i wanna sleep mode. and when she stops, we'd be like slightly more awake? haha. like this tourguide i had when i went to italy. the moment she open her mouth to talk about places, all of us wld fall asleep and we'd wake up the very moment she stops. hurr. veh cool. del and i were laffing like mad pigs at about say. 11. ya. so we laffed for 20 mins. hurr. den ss. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. meiyu slept like nothing man. hurr. den emath. was just a gossiping session. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ermshhhhhhhhhhh. oh yes. yesterdae. yesterdae's pc lesson was really funny. hurr. we asked dif t come join us but she didn't. and she regretted. del me ASStelle elaine were having a good time laffing. edif wrote like super big in her notebook. BORING!!! and showed us frm the other end of the clsrm. dem funny. den i think mrs lim saw? hurr. wadever. den edif kept writing and showing us. haha. i have no idea wad we were laffing about. so many things. den mrs lim kept looking at us. den we'd be nodding like. YA! I AGREE MRS LIM. but actually. we have no idea wad shes talking about. forgiveness. i dunno wad else. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love RAP lessons. haha. funn. i was telling estelle edif elaine and del (omg. all got E in them. hurr) how charlotte copy my work. kae i wrote figure out the common factor or smth liddat la. den my o looked a little bit like a c so charlotte copied it as figure Cut the common factor. and ms beh was asking wads the nxt step so charlotte just read figure cut the common factor. and she read it twice. and she din realise smth was wrong?! hahaha. i was laffing like madd. yeahh. i was telling them about it. quite amusing. figure cut. hurr. i had dental yesterdae. my teeth feels weak now. bahh. kae. wadever. time to shower. tuition at 5. boo. kae. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111346509922722142?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111346509922722142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111346509922722142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111346509922722142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111346509922722142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/goshh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111329863301913589</id><published>2005-04-12T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T17:37:13.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i'm like soooooooooo super tired.&lt;br /&gt;ROARRR. miss tan. ARGHH. i stayed up to do my history till like 1+ and cos of all the idiot that din do. all my efforts were like gone. POOF. roarrr. i was so angry i tell u. bahh. haha. stupid but yeahhh. it made me soooo super stone todae. roarrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phae charlotte and amanda were having a good time laughing at me. bahhh. haha. cos we were doing emath together. den they were saying some stuff. was funny. so yeah. natural human reaction. to laugh. den i just stopped and stoned and dozed off while laughing. i was that tired. happened sooooooo many times. den i showed charlotte a new way of sleeping. bend down and pretend you're picking smth up. den stay down and sleep. hurr. i was picking up smth and i dozed off. hurr. i was like really tired. ask me wad happened in class todae. i can tell u i dunno anything. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrea has an evil plan. and i'm gonna be used to make this evil plan successful. ROARR. haha. kae. wadever. i wanna sleep. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111329863301913589?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111329863301913589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111329863301913589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111329863301913589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111329863301913589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111321871185938474</id><published>2005-04-11T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:26:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna shop shop shop shop shop. DELLLLLLLLL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;shop shop shop shop shop shop shop shop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a denim skirt frm topshop.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get tops tops tops.&lt;br /&gt;jeans jeans jeans.&lt;br /&gt;VINTAGE BELTS!&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda into vintage-ish stuff now. whooo.&lt;br /&gt;bags bags baggsss!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i like the new ralph lauren scent. its nice. my cupboard smells really good now. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. kae. pple who wans t get me presents and dunno wad to get. THEREE!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeee. i wanna shoppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopshopshopshopshop.&lt;br /&gt;someone go shop with me PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares at del*&lt;br /&gt;DELLL! MAKE THURS FREE! we have t make thurs a huadel day. or a popiah dayy. PLEAASSEEEE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kae wadever. bye&lt;br /&gt;proper entry below ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111321871185938474?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111321871185938474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111321871185938474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111321871185938474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111321871185938474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-wanna-shop-shop-shop-shop-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111321798875581105</id><published>2005-04-11T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:13:08.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo. i haven't been updating. but apparently. no one misses me. =(&lt;br /&gt;haha. slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. so my parents went t kl on sat t visit my aunty. so my sister din stay over at edwin's house. he stayed over at ours instead. hurr. we went out for indian food that night. at swissotel. omg. it was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo gooodd. YUMMM. hahaha. den went to siglap t get haagen daz ice cream. met edwin's frens for a while. edwin gave us 3 pints of icecream.wheee. mango sorbet, strawberry cheesecake and smth smth caramel. the flavour of the month. hehh. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t his house for a while den came home. dunno wad i did. slept. woke up at 9+ the nxt morn. yeahh. den came online. talk talk talk talk talk. den ate lunch at home. den i fell asleep while reading mag. den woke up at 6+ showered went t edwin's house den we went t tampines  mall for dinner. yuppers. had sushi. wasn't really nice. the cold tofu sucked like hell. yuckkkk. kae. den we came home wanting t watch oprah primetime cos it was the desperate housewives episode but my sister got the time wrong. so we watched some suuuppppeeerrrrr sick chinese show. old movie. about woman's prison. omg. they fight like its no one business. this one girl. the timid one[jean] went to pull like this biiiigggg chunk of hair off the big fat scary gir [fatty]l and that girl was bleeding. was like hell sick. yuck. alot of sick parts. this other girl called kelly fought wif the fatty in the toilet. she was losing at first. den she got soooooooooooo angry she fought back and stuffed fatty's head into a toilet bowl full of shit. like EWWWWWW. hahaha. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents came back at 11+ den my sister and i caught the repeat of oprah primetime. yeahh. i smell smth good. bet its my neighbours. kae. anw. watched till 11+. old man tot i died. HAHAHA. i didnt.  haha. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae was like shit shit shit and shit. such a boring dae. i am gonna fail my zidu inside out. todae was like hell hott.  todae just sucked so badlyy. zzzzzz. kae. met huiling after sch for mooovieeee. haha. we watched pacifier. the baby was so cute. red baby. tyler! haha. seth was really cute too. zoe looks abit like julie frm desp hsewives.  but its not her. i cant find the ending song. its like sooooooooo cute la. hahaha. hl went maddddd todae. hurr. she was laffing at the things i say. i din think it was funny leh. she said it was the way i said it. hurr. ah well.  haha. kae. i dun like her class pple. they made her and gen not want t go for maddcap. wth lor. grrrrr. hl also abit wan dun wan. just cos dance not performing. watch both la demmit. grrr. annoyinggggggggggggggg. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonelyyy. i'm so lonelyyy. i have nobody. to call my own. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the thing del gave me todae ((:&lt;br /&gt;learn it the HUA way((: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;look at my file tmr if u wanna noe wad i'm talking about. love it love it love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiii. thanks for the ear ringgss((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111321798875581105?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111321798875581105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111321798875581105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111321798875581105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111321798875581105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111296066679664314</id><published>2005-04-08T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:44:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hua's unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;hua's sad.&lt;br /&gt;hua went out with wei.&lt;br /&gt;hua was happy for a while.&lt;br /&gt;hua feels like shit.&lt;br /&gt;hua had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;hua's sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;hua is seriously unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;hua didn't eat todae.&lt;br /&gt;hua didn't feel hungry todae.&lt;br /&gt;hua is sick of her life.&lt;br /&gt;hua feels like shes in her own wrld.&lt;br /&gt;hua wants to know wads going on.&lt;br /&gt;hua needs someone.&lt;br /&gt;hua dun feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;hua says bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111296066679664314?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111296066679664314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111296066679664314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111296066679664314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111296066679664314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/huas-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111286187982014396</id><published>2005-04-07T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:17:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. beaver's like the talk of the stuff room now or smth. first thing mstan said when she came for history was. beverly. wad interesting thing happened t u yesterdae. den yeahh. she spent a good 10mins saying she hope the theif is not one of the 13 of us who takes history. ihope so tooooo. haii. apparently 1pr gt same problem bt they caught one of the pple alr. but that girl din steal fone or wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. todae we had party for charmaine. we told her t plan speech. one for every lesson. hahaha. we asked mrs lim t order pizza. only ordered two. wadever. and its canadian so its buy one free one. yeahh. and we gotta return moneyy. she bought nice fishcakes. hahaha. we waited for the pizza man for a long time. del me dif. yeahh. den while waiting we talked about things that has been happening lor. haiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double period of chinese todae. and omg. it was hell tiring t stay awake. del sat nxt t me for chinese todae. itotally miss sitting next to herrr. though we still sit very near each other. but i misss herrrrr. haiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need t wake alot of pple up. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not happy. not happy at all. wadever. my aunty's in ICU. she went for op yesterdae. my parents are going t kl this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw desmond after school todae. WOW. rollrollrolll. haha. del was just looking at my pics in the bus got desmonds one. den got off the bus. den saw desmond. den she was like. is that mr bin? hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si beaver keep saying i like john. TSK. just cos i put his nametag there. he ask me put one.and i scared i forget t bring so i put it there. kae.wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up in the morning. cant help but keep on yawning. feel so lethargic. wad am i gonna do. turn on the radio. to my favourite show. grace and dan there. smth smth smth. smth smth smth. out the window all of ur sadness. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111286187982014396?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111286187982014396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111286187982014396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111286187982014396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111286187982014396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111278165058506964</id><published>2005-04-06T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T18:00:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. ohkae. jesse wished me this morn. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. wadever. sch sucked. i hate my class. i fear having my fone or wallet stolen one fine dae. arghh. annoyingg. kae wadever. on a happier note. i've got HIGHEST IN CLS FOR HISTORY. how cool is that. and to make it even cooler. I DIDNT EVEN STUDY! omg. how fucking cool is that. huaqian never does well for history. and i left the exam hall feeling like crap cos i tot i was gonna do badly. tskk. thats seriously demmm cool ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae.like screw mosquitos. bahhhh. screw themm. grr. kae. i dun feel like updating.b ye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111278165058506964?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111278165058506964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111278165058506964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111278165058506964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111278165058506964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111269139916706021</id><published>2005-04-05T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:56:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. hello hello. i wanna thank everyone who wished me ((:&lt;br /&gt;jiayi was the first t wish me on sat. haha. den cinny. den colin. den john. john wished me three times yesterdae. and once todae. tskk. ohkae. den kyung.wilson sha and kor((:&lt;br /&gt;kae. den todae. john. again. stupid ass call me old lady. tskkkk! mel edwin my darlinggg. haha. karen. huiling  del den went t sch. beaver wished. den gen. gen came and said happy birthdae and hugged me. AHHH. hahahahaha. so cool. den edif. and soon word spreaded. den i dunno who else wished. pple in class la. yeahh. den recess robynn. aftersch qibin wei desmond yousian. yeahh. that's more or less it iguess? unless got somemore later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. sch was dem shit todae. i stoned right through it again. zzzz. there's amath test tmr. iponned library todae. but i dun give a shit. we did some lit essay in cls todae. cld have dieddd. i hate historyy. i hate school. byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE SHOWERSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111269139916706021?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111269139916706021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111269139916706021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111269139916706021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111269139916706021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/ohkae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111260943714805962</id><published>2005-04-04T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:11:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DUN WANNA BECOME 16!! hahaha. i'm going thru mid mid life crisis. pple go tru midlife crisis at about 30? yeahh. i'm going thru mid mid. haha. i dun wanna become 16. i feel old. esp so when half my class is 15. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;kae. its not even my birthdae and pple started wishing me alr. pple i least expected wished me. jiayi wished me on sat. todae cinny wished me. hurr. i think desmond told her. desmonds bdae todae. hurr. ohkae. anywayy. errr. colin and john wished. john wished me like 4 times or smth liddat. tsk. and i got my first birthdae present. from colin. or izzit colin and jer? i duno.&lt;br /&gt;i stoned right thru sch todae.i wrote on charlottes arm. hahahaha((: mr teh was being annoying this morn. i was starting at his head thewhole time wondering how it shines so well. hehhh. chem was hell boring. zzz. we had zuowen competiton todae. so no zi du. and some radio station pple dongli883 came for assembly. was quite ohkae. got kinda boring after a while. the girl was an ex scgs girl. den was double period of english. i went into cls like 15 mins late. hohoho. did compre almst slepttt. den she talk talk talk. del left. amath. zzzzzzz. stoned right through it. sch ended. bugged pple for their zuowens. went t the canteen saw wei and talked t her. den cinny wished me. i found tt highly amusing. haha. yes. kae. den went t fareast t meet john. den huiling was like U SO LUCKYY! CAN SEE HIM!! *rolls eyes* she said that like so many times. tskkk. john eats DEMMMMM slowly. just like hl. tskkk. andrea asked john t get buy bra for beaver. that guy chicken. dun dare. tskk. we went so many shops lorr. tsk. first was blush. den he din wan. i pulled him in. walk arnd. he left. so i left too. den we walkeddddd t ermshhhh surfbabe. stupid guy. den colin came. colin better den him. colin dare to take. john dun dare. tsk. bikini costs 65bucks. decided nt t get. walked arnd. they din wanna get triumph bra. 3 for 39.90 leh. quite cheap lor. dey din wan. tskkk. troublesome. so colin was like lets go topshop. haha. so we went. den i made them choose. haha. yeahh. they did. they chose tstring. hahahahahaha. and we all paid. and right infront of the casher. they were like. hua! u shure u like ah. TSKKKKKK. den went t buy food. john veh troublesome. take so long t choose wad he wans. ohhhh. i got another one of john's nametag!! HAHAHAHA. ohkae. i'm gonna make him carry my bag for me everytime he sees me since he din wanna wear the tstring and parade arnd. tskk. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm immune t his jian alr. keep calling me jian. tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;kae. i veh tired. ruffles time.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i find this amusing((: i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she cant find says:&lt;br /&gt;heyyy. happy birthdae one day in advance((:&lt;br /&gt;» (1)kyuNg.w3x .. says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;» (1)kyuNg.w3x .. says:&lt;br /&gt;you too. happy early bday&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she cant find says:&lt;br /&gt;((: thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we share the same bdae((: haha. kae. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111260943714805962?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-6571122.post-111251963555249402</id><published>2005-04-03T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T17:13:55.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my korrr.&lt;br /&gt;he's like an angel god sent just to look after me.&lt;br /&gt;he can sense when smth is wrong even though i didn't say anything to him at all.&lt;br /&gt;he just somehow msges when i'm down even though no one knows i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;its amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy, i've stopped pmsing. or at least its not that bad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep at 12+ last night. woke up at 2 to off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;my fone died while i was talking t sha last night.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111243868876821842</id><published>2005-04-02T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T18:44:48.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.  a new chapter of my life has unfolded. and it didn't start off well.&lt;br /&gt;pms i guess.&lt;br /&gt;for guys who think pms means period. its not. its premenstrual syndrome. and also Pantone matching system. go check. hurr&lt;br /&gt;kinda sick of pple who thinks that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. wadever. i cant stand my dad. he's annoyingly irresponsible. he acts as if he's still a teenager with no kids to care for.&lt;br /&gt;why do guys sleep so early nowadays. its always the guys dying on the girls now. tskk. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna turn 16 and i aint happy. and i noe i wont be happy on the day i turn 16.&lt;br /&gt;my dads going away round my bdae. to visit my aunty cos shes gonna have operation. quite a major one.&lt;br /&gt;sighh. once my mum is back, he's gone. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams arent even here and i'm depressed. have been like that for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;theclass. my parents. friends. pple who dun care. the way pple treat me. how pple take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided. that i'm gonna turn way meannnnnn after my birthdae. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna lend or rather give you 55cents when u dunhave ur ez link card. u wldn't have been able t go home urself without my 55cents. haha. tts really petty. kae. wadever. but u noe. pple shld learn to appreciate lil acts like this? pple in this society just duzzen. it annoys me. they dun even say thanks. like the person lending u the money is obliged t do so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna lend u 10cents when u're short of 10cents. same reason. i'm sick of pple who just merely nod their head and not say any word of thanks when i give them coins they need.&lt;br /&gt;i asked jer if pple thank her. she said yeah. wad is this. unfair treatment! duzzen pay being nice. pple just take advantage of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;i veh pmsy todae&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;todae&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;this girl&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;came ask for donations&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;i ran all the way up to my room&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;grap 70cents&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;rannnn down&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;donated&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;and fuck&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;she din even say thank you&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;how annoying&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;she just walked away&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;is it&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;tt kind i will angry&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;i ran all the way up t my room lor&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;she never say thank you still give me black face&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe she expacted 5 bucks&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;pect&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;well. den screw her&lt;br /&gt;pretty story of ours. only cos ive got you. //'chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;haa ok&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;she dreaming ah&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;even angmohs dun give 5bucks&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;the most pple will ever give is 2bucks&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * her dreams she can't find says:&lt;br /&gt;and at least i took like 5 coins down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. wadever. this is so shit. i'm in a fucked up mood. due to pms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a selfish piece of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111236789325863071</id><published>2005-04-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:05:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. msn. is. nt. letting. me. sign. in. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. i'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;sports day todae. for pictures, click &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/311026075dnDpJU"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it sucked. like a thousand and one percent.&lt;br /&gt;i love the picture of the 6 of us alottt. if only tif was there too. sigh. miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. went out with hl and gen after that. read this &lt;br /&gt;[10:51:24 PM] huaqian says: he followed us frm the lift&lt;br /&gt;[10:51:30 PM] huaqian says: den we book tickets he was there also&lt;br /&gt;[10:51:33 PM] huaqian says: den when we went down&lt;br /&gt;[10:51:35 PM] huaqian says: he followed&lt;br /&gt;[10:51:46 PM] huaqian says: he sat on the escalator behind gen and touched her bag&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:05 PM] huaqian says: den we decided to walk behind him&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:10 PM] huaqian says: so he wend down first&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:14 PM] colinnnnn says: eee.haha..gd idea&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:16 PM] huaqian says: and he stood near the escalator&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:20 PM] huaqian says: and took out his fone&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:23 PM] huaqian says: pretended t use it&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:28 PM] huaqian says: den when we got down&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:31 PM] huaqian says: he kept his fone&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:36 PM] huaqian says: and continued t follow us&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:50 PM] colinnnnn says: hahha.ohh&lt;br /&gt;[10:52:53 PM] colinnnnn says: den in e end how?&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:00 PM] huaqian says: if we walk faster he'll walk faster also. arghh&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:03 PM] huaqian says: den we went t ljs&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:07 PM] huaqian says: den cos alot of pple there&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:13 PM] huaqian says: den he stood outside&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:14 PM] huaqian says: and look&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:18 PM] huaqian says: for about 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:22 PM] huaqian says: den we din dare t move&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:34 PM] huaqian says: den he left&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:38 PM] colinnnnn says: hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:43 PM] huaqian says: den everytime we saw a guy wearing red&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:46 PM] huaqian says: we'd freak out&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:53 PM] colinnnnn says: whoaa..&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:54 PM] colinnnnn says: haha&lt;br /&gt;[10:53:58 PM] huaqian says: dem scary. esp since he's so biggg&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:03 PM] colinnnnn says: tt's y&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:04 PM] colinnnnn says: hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:04 PM] huaqian says: so if he were t do anything t us&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:08 PM] huaqian says: we'll just dieeee&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:12 PM] colinnnnn says: how old was he?&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:13 PM] colinnnnn says: haha&lt;br /&gt;[10:54:18 PM] huaqian says: think 30+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. den beaver came. ate. watched miss congeniality 2. aft that beaver hl and i decided t watch another movie. i wanted WEDDING date. i keep saying movie date. kae. anyway. den beaver din wan. cos 440. so we decided t watch spanglish instead. and since it was gonna end arnd 6+ we decided t get tix for wedding date too. yeah. john decided t join us for spanglish. since we had alot of time. we walked frm ps t taka with gen. met john onthe way there. went there. gen went kino. yada yada. gen left. we went bac t ps. omg. spanglish. is. BORING! dun ever watch it. boring boring boring. i was playing with my hair. and john found that amusing. tsk. it was really boringgg. den like right after was wedding date. but we were all freezing. so we decided to go out and walk for a while. when we went back the movie haven't even started. haha. yeahh. wedding date was quite nice. but veh short. yeahh. went home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. screw msn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111236789325863071?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111236789325863071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111236789325863071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111236789325863071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111236789325863071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111227906925620927</id><published>2005-03-31T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:24:29.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy.&lt;br /&gt;todae. was. quite. baddd.&lt;br /&gt;i hated todae like fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;todae went t sch. everyone was half dead.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;was like zombies walking arnd. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;and dennn. elaine told us mrs tsoi wont be here for the double chem lesson.&lt;br /&gt;and tania del and i became lively like right after.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and after flagraising. we died again. zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;todaes really boring.&lt;br /&gt;ms tan picked on me.&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was dem scared. argh. i was so tired i cldn't process wad i read.&lt;br /&gt;den she scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;but i read it. demmit&lt;br /&gt;shes mean. beaver and char like slept when we were supposed t be reading&lt;br /&gt;i read.&lt;br /&gt;and she fucking picked on me&lt;br /&gt;cos she dun wan me t sit nxt t meiyu.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wanna sit nxt t nirum.&lt;br /&gt;wadever. school just sucked. like a 101% todae.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm slipping into depression.&lt;br /&gt;i aint happy.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe. i am gonna make decisions that wont make anyone happy other den me. no. i wont be happy. but it wld just make me feel better. selfish. but hey. i'm suffering like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously seriously unhappy. i smile for the sake of smiling. i am nt smiling right now. jer can see me. but she duzzen noe that i am typing this right now. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. if u pple are not happy with the decisions i'm gonna make. i'm sorry. but hey. it duzzen affect you. i noe some are gonna get angry at me. i'm sorry. i really am. but please. i've had enuff. keep ur comments to urself first. if u really wanna tell me. tell me after i've calmed down. and am bac t normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. my mums going shanghai tmr. she'll be backa day b4 my birthdae.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;i need ____________________________.&lt;br /&gt;but well. things dun always go my way. have t learn t live on with my fucked up life&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111227906925620927?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111227906925620927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111227906925620927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111227906925620927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111227906925620927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111217610847242586</id><published>2005-03-30T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:48:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres so much i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;cant cant cant. no one understands. everyone's so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've got pple who makes them happy. makes them laugh.&lt;br /&gt;makes them feel like the best person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know that i'm a very mean person.&lt;br /&gt;if i were u. i would hate me. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if some of u find this childish, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm feeling like shit. and i dunno how to express myself without saying too much. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111217610847242586?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111217610847242586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111217610847242586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111217610847242586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111217610847242586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/theres-so-much-i-wanna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111217500671010828</id><published>2005-03-30T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:30:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy. i'm like shit tired. zzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it when the cls aint enthu. argh. and i'm the only fucking idiot cheering. its annoying. but wadever. thats my class for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. yesterdae was beavers birthdae.((: but smth horrible happened. someone stole her wallett!! that has like 100+bucks in it!!!! omg. screw that ass. went t watch spongebob with huiling and john after libraryyy. finally. but its like realllyyy stupid? john veh nice. he treated me to movie. haha. hl din get treated. ahahaha. hl stole his wazzat called? nametag.yes. den the two of them fight fight fight. zzzz. went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaeee. wed. gosh. i hate day 7s. SUCKS. like big time. omg. so boring. emath first lesson. and if thats nt bad enuff. ENGLISH was NEXt. mind you. its julie wee. and those who dunno julie wee. she has this great ability to make u wanna just sleeeeeeep. oh yes. we changed pardners. so last row was suppose t be del elaine charlotte me tania amanda meiyu beaver. den tania changed seats wif amd!!! OMG! i started freaking out. charlotte decided t change with me(: den i'm closer t dellll. hahaha. yess. haha. ermsh. ohkae. school basically just sucked todae. only lesson i liked was rap lesson. we were doing the banner. the full lit girls that is. yeahh. its was ohkaeee. and now its like wayyyy nice. haha. amazing how we can get it t be so much nicer in such a short time. and cos they ran out of glue. i had to runnnnnnnnnnnnn from 3rd floor and mind you. its p block. to like the general office. dem farr. tiring. den when i got back, they were all like. OMG! SO FASTT!!! hahaha. coool. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spirit of the cls thing was screwed. we all tot we cld choose between cheer and banner. so we chose banner. but it was suppose to be cheer compulsory and banner not. arghh. we were so screwedddddd. well. wadever. yes.  i'm not gonna hide anything. but i do not like my class. i seiously dont. dey dont have the initiative to do anything. guess who ended up sweeping the floor. del and edith. arghhh. i swept it once. its annoying. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever. i'm nt in a good mood. there isn't anyone i can talk to about it. not even jer. cos she well. duzzen understand since shes so happy with _____. no one will understand. and well. i dunno how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a p a r t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111217500671010828?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111217500671010828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111217500671010828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111217500671010828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111217500671010828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyyyy_30.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111200462819764580</id><published>2005-03-28T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T18:21:03.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. qibin veh smart. he guesssed that i was in malaysia. smarrtttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. school was horrible todae. we have to change pardners.!!!!!!!!!!! i dun wanna leave delllllllllllllllllllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh. i wan my delllll. bahh. not fair. i'm jealous of elaine. she's got dellll. bahh. my new pardner is charlotte. ermm. well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. so anywayyy. we got our cls shirt. still think its abit screwed. but the more i look at it, the more i like it. here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/clstee1.JPG' width=293 height=243  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/clstee2.JPG' width=368 height=379  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this, the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/clstee3.JPG' width=337 height=273  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun u think this wld have been nicer? my camera gave me this colour when there aint enuff light. cool aint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. wadever. i have alot t say. but i dunno who reads. so i cant say much.&lt;br /&gt;malacca was good. ate alot. i ate like 1 and a half bowls of rice ytd and still wasn't full at the end of lunch. tskk. haha. i had stingray on sat.. yummmm. i saw like FOUR MINI COOPERS on my way bac to sg. how cool is that. ahhhh. so nice. i wanna be richh. i wanna get one. its so small but it costs as much as like a family car kinda thing? yeahh. ahhh. nicenicenice. kae. wadever. din get t shop cos was raining. had nice nice charkwaytiao and nicenice rojak. i never ever say rojaks nice. so it must have been really nice for me t say that its nice. kae. wadever. nothing much. i'm really tired. so i shall go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delll. ZENMICROOO. haha. go geddit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111200462819764580?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111200462819764580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111200462819764580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111200462819764580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111200462819764580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111175514301828751</id><published>2005-03-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T20:52:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae's my sisters birthdae. and shes nt in sg. and i din get her anything. hohoho. not yet that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed smth. but i realised i cant type it here cos smone reads it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. so apparently i'm nt allowed t go out todae. and wow. my parents brought me out. to their fave suntecc.. we wanted t get jeans for me. but those at levi's wasn't niceeee. i gt quite siannnn. so well. decided nt t look anymore. walked arnd. nothing interesting la. yeahh. we were at carrefour. den hl called and asked me outtt t watch spongebob with her gen john. asked my mum and she almost killed me. grrr. yeah. so i didn't go. jer called t tell me password journal is cockyy. haha. i came home. was suppose t shower but i kinda fell asleep? haha. woke up at 7 den went t shower. zzzzzzzz. den came online. nothing much. jers a mad woman. you shld thank god u're not a non living thing that might cock up. cos she goes mad when smth goes wrong. eg password journal. she tortured it like mad. mr hammer came out too. haha. kae. jer just got jacked. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy. i was thinking. since our cls thing is united we stand,together we pon. maybe we shld all pon sports day and if they ask why, we just say we're doing wad our class slogan thingy shit sayss. haha. dreamdreamdream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dellllll!! ZEN MICROO(: go gedditt! i support u emotionally. find someone to support u financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;financial. i just thot of someone. a person i dun exactly like. jer noes who. dumdeedummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrea just signed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111175514301828751?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111175514301828751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111175514301828751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111175514301828751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111175514301828751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/todaes-my-sisters-birthdae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111167782733691006</id><published>2005-03-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:23:47.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellloooooo. firstttly. lets all wish my darling huiling happy birthdaee (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN MY DEARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. school was boring like hell todae. i wrote so quickly for history my hand almost came off. whole class was dying todae. esp since EMATH was the first lesson. tsk. den was lit.  and doubleperiodsofchinese. den amath. den history. think i screwed it. i screwed my emath. lost 4 freakin marks cos of carelss mistakes. bahh. kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. after sch. went t far east with del edif and vtay. was suppose t collect class tee. but the STUPID PERVERTIC UGLY MAN forgot t add our moto so we're sending it backk. its kinda screwed. but ohkae la. still can. den later they all left. i asked the super nice edif t go book tix wif me. so we went t cine first. den went t errrrrrrrrr. ps. yeahhh. we cldn't use huiling's dad's card cos needed his signature. yeahh. edif left. i wondered arnd. and those pple finally came. and they din tell me. TSKKK! met gen and robyn at guitar shop. den met the rest. sat on the floor for hell long. hurr. den left. cldn't decide on wad t eat. gen went t times bkshop. den we waited outside. den cos my bag veh heavy. so on the way down t the bookshop. i ask john help me carry. and he helped leh. hahaha. yeahh. den went in t look for gen and robyn. anw. i felt bad. so i took my bag backk. den ermshhh. dunno wad we did. den we just left. went t taka. ate at crytal jade kitchen. gen and robyn went t borders b4 meeting us. den yeah. ate. den talked about all sorts of shit. JOHN DUN WANNA TELL ME WHO! TSK! AND HE TOLD SHA NT T TELL ME! i'm gonna killlllllll him. yes. den they were telling us abt smth tt happened while gen robyn and i were at the guitar shop. beaver wanted t eat the corn thing so andrea went t ask how much. den the person was about t put in the cup alr and said 2dollars and andrea was like :" SIAO AH! so expensive!" hahaha please include action. i dunno how t describe. but it was really funny. so they were like asking for bill den all of them were like. DUN SAY SIAO AH! hahaha. dem funnyyy. drea beaver and i had same thing. i ate alot. had soup wif beaver. and mango pudding wif drea. anw. john was telling us bout how he wore sc jacket outside waffle town den had hairband round his neck den some sc girls were staring at him. den he saw me playing wif my jacket. den he was like HUAA! lend me ur jacket. i shall walk arnd taka wearing it. TSK. so i lend him. den when we left he wasn't wearing. tsk. oh. remember he called sha? den i called also. asking sha t tell me. den he CHASSSEEEEEEEE ME arnd taka. but he din dare do anything t me. haha. ya. back t jacket thing. i made him wear. haha. den he did. den he din wanna let me take foto at first. but i got it in the end. haha. yeahh. fanny and all had t leave. so was just gen beaver john and yours truly. sat downand watched gen eatt her pretzel. den we walked arnd. john go toilet longer den girl. tskk. haha. anw. gen went t meet her mum den we left.&lt;br /&gt;john for home, beaver and i for moooovieeeee. hl and fanny wanted t come back t join us. but cldn't make it in time. so yeahh.  we went t watch series of unfortunate events. it felt kinda short? i dunno why. even though it was nearly two hours. maybe there wasn't a pt of time that i was bored. yeah. quite nice. but predictable even though i din read the book. beaver and i agree that the boy is cutee((: haha. movie ended at 9+. den went home cos was wayyyyyyyy tooo tired. kae. i cannot remember the rest for now. so tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111167782733691006?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111167782733691006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111167782733691006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111167782733691006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111167782733691006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hellloooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111157155763333765</id><published>2005-03-23T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:52:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[ h ] u a a a *                                  united we stand, together we pon ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i veh friendly todae. hahaha. i lazy t say. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111157155763333765?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111156813503135623</id><published>2005-03-23T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:55:35.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo. my entry din show. bahh. wadever. anyway. i was really happy yesterdae. and i smell rain.&lt;br /&gt;i told lethea that her name will appear todae. so ohkae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alethea goh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;cut queue from me todae. her sister waas predicting that she'll cut from me. hurr. den i walked back t class with her. she was telling me how she'll usually feel veh weird if she walk wif a person and they never talk. but wif me different. hurr. my nose was runniee todae. bahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohkae. todaes veh boringggggggg. and miss wee is soooooooooooooooooo freaking on about cme that its freakyy. she was like so enthu. and the whole class was like dead. she made us do stupid things and she made me pardner her for demo. tskkk. del's hand still has GOOD LUCK del :) written on it. haha. i wrote it yesterdae. in pinnkkkk. haha. she din get booked. thank god. or she would have killed me. hurr. limsiewjoo came in all pmsyyy. wadeverrrr. den cme. after that was omgchem. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. boringboringboringg. den after that was ss. just as boring. meiyu fell asleep. i almost dieddd. there's history test tmr. WOW. ohkae. den it was erm......lets seee. oh pe. den recess. i waited millions of yrs for gen and al t appear. i was queueing for meepok. but they wre not out when it was my turn. so they din get t buyy. gen had t study so cldn't b bothered t buy food so she ask me leave some for her. i veh nice. left rou for her. and noodles. den i was still vehhhhh hungry. so i went t buy more food. den went back t cls. behbeh's lesson. her mood swinggggggg veh fast. tskk. den she tot she lost estelle's ws. den all of them gt really worried. after that was rap lesson. geog pple had rap wif elaine lim.HAHA. den del estelle and edif went t staff room to look for behh and that took up alot of time. hurr. beh finally found estelle's paper. den they went for elaine lims lesson. i went bac t class. talked t meiyu char and xinya. lalala. den dey acme back. pc lesson. boring boring boring. sch ended. went home. was freaking hottt. bahh. waited centuries for the bus. kae. wadever. veh boring. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111156813503135623?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111156813503135623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111156813503135623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111156813503135623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111156813503135623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111149340937628565</id><published>2005-03-22T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:10:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello.  my zen micro is like gorgeous! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. whitewhitewhite.&lt;br /&gt;i scrwed my emath test up. but i dun give a demnn. del missed it. squashh.&lt;br /&gt;and sc wonnn. 5-0 ((: yayyy. del and gen playedd((: so proud of my two darlinggss((:&lt;br /&gt;they are gonna play everytues.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember wad i wanted t say. so bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111149340937628565?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111149340937628565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111149340937628565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111149340937628565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111149340937628565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111139673818457816</id><published>2005-03-21T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T17:18:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[ h ] u a a a * have you ever tried t find the words but they dun come out right? says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU HONNNEYYYY&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO HONEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * have you ever tried t find the words but they dun come out right? says:&lt;br /&gt;dun miss me kaeee&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;GONNA DIE WITHOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * have you ever tried t find the words but they dun come out right? says:&lt;br /&gt;awwww. wait for one more dae and i'll be back t youuu&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;qb mus be very jealous&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * have you ever tried t find the words but they dun come out right? says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111139673818457816?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111139673818457816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111139673818457816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111139673818457816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111139673818457816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/h-u-a-have-you-ever-tried-t-find-words.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111139188460081535</id><published>2005-03-21T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T15:58:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. how cool is this. tisha stays freaking near me. haha. we took the same mrt home den while walking out we talked. den i asked her where she was going. den she told me she stay there and pointed. den i was like.  u stay heree? den she said yeahhh. and i was like. cool. me too. den talk talk talk. she stay at 822. i stay at 830. peiwen stays at. errrrrrrr. 846? i have no idea wad her block number is. the block nxt t mine la. yeahh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. todae's lessons were boring. but del and i just had this non stop laughing session since chinese. it was quite very bad during chinese. during emath i was just askin her t make me laff cos i felt like laffing. den she was like. i wanna laff toooooooo. den suddenly chinese. i have no idea wad we were talking about den we just started laughing all the way. at the silliest thing. oh man. i dun even know where t start. anyway. in our letter writing, she got injured at australia. she staying as smthwood hospital. her fren stay at 31lame street. i got injured in hk and i am admitted into tan hock beng hospital. hurr. and since her fren lives at lame street, i decided t live at 24paikah street. hurrr. kae. full of shit. tt was during 2nd period of english. which was 2nd last lesson. yeahh. anywayy. chinese. i think we started laffing cos of lao shi's hair. den later lao shi said smth. i dunno wad. i started laffing retardedly. den del laffed at me. den lao shi was like. xiao she me xiao. xiao dao jiang. den she also laff. TSK! we started talking about zen micro ipod and everything. somehow that got funny also. i bet the 3sy pple behind the both of us tot we were nutss. we seriously laughed non stop and we kept moving front and backk. hurr. kae. den shitt. we started drawing on each other's hands during behbeh's lesson. im a good girl. ihand up all my work. except chinese. hurr.wadever. ohkae. todaes funn. hope we'll laugh alot tmr as well. kae. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111139188460081535?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111139188460081535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111139188460081535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111139188460081535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111139188460081535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae_21.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111133289113704860</id><published>2005-03-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:34:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. talked to some pple i haven't talked to for a long time. like tif, ziwei joshua...... yeahhh. tif was added to a conversation jer and i were having. ziwei talked to me all of a sudden after a million years. joshua. well. i just talked to him. i haven't talked t joshua for about a mth or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmms. am super surprised joshua like forgot about wad happened back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. qibin just asked me to help him check who doing duty with him. hurr. sheesh. i dun feel like blogging anymore. zhaoing. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111133289113704860?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111133289113704860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111133289113704860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111133289113704860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111133289113704860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111131222540332332</id><published>2005-03-20T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:50:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello. todae is so rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't finished my homework. but well. i dun exactly care. the amt of work they give for a week can be the amt of work they can give a primary 6 kid for a year. haha. kae. maybe lesser. but still. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets nt talk about hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;anw. my sis is HELPING me get zenmicro cos she thinks muvo not gd. she getting 4gb one though. getting white one. i have alot of white things. wadever. white fone white bag. white shoes. u noe zenmicro very sensitive. haii. oh well. be happyyy. kae. anw. i shall tell u more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is out wif edwin. they are at creative fest. and den just now. edwin helped my sister call me. my dad answered. edwin asked for huaqian. mind you. i was home. yes anyway. my dad was like huaqian's nt in. den i was behind my dad. iwas like I'M HOME LA! haaha. den edwin was like. ehh. you not home mehh? hurr. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind back to this morning. talked t jer till 1+ den read mag. den went t sleep at 2+. woke up at 9+ t look for my bolster. den i found it nakedd!! haha. my mum took out the cover to wash. den cos without cover veh rough den i veh angry i cannot hug. den i went down and was like why u take my bolster cover t wash!!! den i went back up. on aircon used the other pillow t cover my eyes and slept again. den i dunno wad time. my mum came in and shouted " I BOUGHT BREAKFAST!  smthsmthsmthsmth. i cannot remember." den i was like " i nt deaf. dun need t talk so loud!" den i fell back t sleep immediately. den i woke up at 12+. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got shit short essay to write. but i dunno how t write cos 300words is too little. kae. bahh. hungryyy.&lt;br /&gt;qibin's at andrews house. they were at waffle town. he had ice cream waffle with fudge. BAHHH!! i haven't eaten there in ages. i dun like their screwed chairs. hurr. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. time t get down t business. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111131222540332332?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111131222540332332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111131222540332332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111131222540332332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111131222540332332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-hello_20.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111125174394966574</id><published>2005-03-20T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T01:02:23.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkayyy. i just finished all my heymath. YAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;i decided t just try my luck and pick any answer for a few questions of the last test.&lt;br /&gt;and well.i only got one right. hohoho. first test i guessed 3 and got 2 right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw. i failed the last test by one mark. zzzzzzzz. i did the last question. chicken feet. just requires abit of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. my amt of brain juice i have in me now is zero. used everything up. zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;anw. i was really really high just now. while in the convo wif jer hl colin and once in a while, john. and den i suddenly went low. kae. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;my convo wif del was really smellyy. cos del kept shiting! haha. geddit?&lt;br /&gt;i tot it was funny. cos i was high. but well. del din. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cls tee's gonna b ready on 25th. yayyness. can't wait((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite happy now cos ive finished my heymath. but ive got alot more work. cme essay shit it. i shall do it tmr. zzzzzzzzz. den theres the chinese bao zhang du hou gan. wad else? the rest dun need t hand up one. haha. at least i think so. my sister took my homework book. i feel lost without it. i hope she dun flip and read. i dunno wad i wrote there. but still. i dun wan her poking arnd my stuff. its annoying. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. i dun feel like saying much now. other den i've been having weird weird dreams. haha. right jerr? haha. kae. wadever. i dun feel like typing.bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111125174394966574?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111125174394966574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111125174394966574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111125174394966574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111125174394966574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111121538144027407</id><published>2005-03-19T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:56:21.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. i just submitted my answers for heymath. and i got like 33/50 argh. wad shit. well. at least i got the last question right after trying for 58945134876128536 hours. kae. maybe not that long. bout 20mins? yeahh. haha. but i got it rightt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. so i din come online yesterdae. was out the whole day. my mum woke me up at 9. ate, changed and off i went.  went for appointment. nothing much just that i lost 2 kg and grew two cm from last week. well. i think would like to think yesterdae's one is the accurate one. haha. yeahh. anw. after appointment, went t suntec wif my mummyyy. and i tell u we spent like 7 hours there. at just the convention halls u know. thats highly amusing. haha. yeahh. kae. first we went for the food fair food festival food i dunno wad thing. nxt t it was some study in australia thing. haha. anyway. went there. tried alot of stuff. bought quite alot of stuff also. den while i was eating. i heard someone call me. guess whooo. kristall. hahaha yeahh. den walked arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided t go for NATAS. did u noe u're suppose t pay 3 bucks? haha. and my mum and i just went in. suppose t get tickets downstairs and there were pple tearing tix before u go in. i saw everyone get stopped and all those pple at the side tearing smth. den when it was our turn i stood there waiting for them to do smth. they din do anything. so i went in. anw. i din noe we were suppose to pay till later dat nite. hahahaha. my mum read the papers and told me. yeahh. asked arnd. we're gonna go china in june. wif one of my kl aunties and my hong kong uncle. zzzzzzzzzz. dad's side. yeahh. den gt hell alot of  rubbish. asked some companys on their packages. den left. den we went back to the food fair and got smth t drink. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went down for shoe box sale. i saw these really adorable shoes but they din have my size. bahhh. kae. ah well. den we went nxt door to united colours, ralph lauren, polo sale. din get anything. everything was too old for me. mummy tried some clothes. but didn't get any. oh yes. shoe box shoes were quite ex. and u only get 50% off on ur 2nd pair. there were these 9.90 shoes. i tot they were ugly. there was one that was blue and apparently if u cut smth frm the newspaper u can get them at 99cents. this woman came and bought the last 2pairs at 99cents. she bought both. i dun understand why someone would need 2 pairs of the same shoes. bahh. weird. so wad if its 99cents. geez. kae. anyway. after we were done at the united colours etc sale, we went over the the best shoe sale ever. hush puppies and x:odus and another one. i dunno wad it was. but wadever. SHOES WERE SOLD AT DIRT CHEAP PRICES! omg. i've never seen x:odus shoes so cheap before. my mum and i bought 3 pairs only. bahhh. u noe a pair of shoes from 40+ down to 10bucks! how freaking cheap is that. and some from 40 to 25. there was this other one. only 5 bucks! and mind u. they're niceee. i bought a pair. but they look kinda old. but i like it. but my highly annoying sister decided to kope it and wear it. she can wear my stuff and i cant wear hers. wad logic is that. as in she dun have t ask me but i have t ask her. annoying. lets not talk about her. anyway. its so freaking cool la. so cheap lehhh. haha. den by the time were were done it was almost 8. called my dad. wanted him to pick us up. but he was alr home. so we just went back on our own. bought so many things that our arms nearly broke. got home and sat down for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah. i missed out on abit of stuff but wrote alot alr. so yeah. anyway. did u all know that mr hong like freaking dedicated a song t 2pe. i was so arghhh. i called del and was like OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!! hahahaha. den i told her den i smsed jolynn and told her. hurr. apparently 2pe is the best class he ever taught. oh wadeverrr. haha. 'enjoy your holidays girls and remember to do ur work k?'  &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bleahhhs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae was eudee's birthdae. din go for his party cos sha cldn't go and i wld feel really out of place if i went. moreover jesse was going. so yeah. u get the picture. and wel. i was out till so late. i had t cancel tuition.  colin got muvo!!!! BAHH. he called t tell me that apparently its selling fast. bahh. told jie. dunno if shermay helped us buy yet. oh well. kae. byeee. veh  long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERRR!!! COME BACK TO LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111121538144027407?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111121538144027407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111121538144027407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111121538144027407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111121538144027407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae_19.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111105808394820920</id><published>2005-03-17T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:14:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hellooo((:&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i'm home. dying. had a nice day. i veh lazy t update. i telling jer wad happened. i feel like asking her t help me update. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she dun wanna help me update. kae enjoy. some parts taken out for self protection. haha. and t protect jer too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall tell u story now&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;comecome&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;kae&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose t meet gen at kallang mrt&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;so i went&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;waited shit long for her. and it was sooooooooooo hottt i almost died&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den she finally appeared&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den we went t cine met the rest&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den hl eat vehhhhhh slow. waited for her den waited for andrea also cos she was out wif her ndp frens.&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den drea came. jamie appeared frm i dunno where.&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den ya dunno wad we did.&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;haha oh short and sweet&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;HAVENT FINISH LA&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;tskk&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den erm. oh. bought my sweet. went up&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;everything sOLD OUTTT&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;bahh&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den hl called her fren. hl has zenmicro. i veh jealous&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;but quite ugly. so nvm&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;kae. den we waited for nothing&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;went t lido&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;smthsmthsmth&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;yuckkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i was bitching about her smthsmthsmth&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhahh&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;like after i saw her&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i was like yuck&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;so gross&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;shake smthsmth until like that&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate pple like her&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;they are sooooooooooooo grosss&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;yuck&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;like someone&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den gen was disgusted&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;we saw someone too&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;arghhh&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;pretty?&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i din look at her&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;actually i dunno how i noe its her leh&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i hate yucker&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;yes. hate her&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;shake smthsmth so much&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;and i din noe her hair so long&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;and she veh grosss&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate her&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;yuckkkk&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;went to lido. took cab. den andrea said she'll pay rightt. den errrrrr. hl was like shure gt enuff money?&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;we were in the cab alr&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den andrea was like no money now den say abit late&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den i dunno who said no money wash cab lor&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;pple wash plate we wash cab&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den hl was like. uncle wo men bang ni xi che hor&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den he was like hao wu dian&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den andrea was like wad wo men. u wash by urself la&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den went to lido&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;ahha so funny&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;no shows also. so we just walked arnd&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;we gonna buy paulfrank money&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;as in the toy for hl&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;money?&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;monkey&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;haahha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;monkey&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;ppl use hell notes&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;you use paulfrank money&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;dem&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;u beat me t it&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;bumped into herrandher&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;herr always wear same thing&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;black this bluethat&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; honeyy! =( says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. den walk walk walk. went taka&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;fanny left&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;drea and i wanted to eat&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;we pulled huiling and gen in&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;huiling din eat&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;left&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;gen ate&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;ate at crystal jade&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den i left my magazines there&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;i realised when i was at city hall&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;den gen ask me go back and get&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * wad did i do to deserve this says:&lt;br /&gt;so i went back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like pasting the rest. so bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111105808394820920?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111105808394820920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111105808394820920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111105808394820920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111105808394820920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-hellooo-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111094840639539940</id><published>2005-03-16T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:57:09.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. tuition later. zzzzzzzzzzzz. dreading it. bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighbour's renovating.bahh. was really noisy this morn. got woken up. slept arnd 2 this morn. i cldn't sleep so went t watch abit of incredibles. den i started falling asleep so stopped watching and went t sleep. woke up todae and continued. kae. i think the show's abit lame. ooooooooo. i haven't used the word lame in a long time. haha. yeah. back t the pt. i tot the show was abit shitty la. my pt of view. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedumm. i have nothing much t say. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. colin and his dad veh on. they gonna go queue for muvo. so freaking cheap. 149. i cannot be bothered t go queue. i'm asking my sister t ask her fren who's working there to help me get. since i'm nt gonna queue, its gonna cost 299. bahhh. i wanna get zen mirco. i hope my sister decides t be nice and pay extra and help me get zenmicro. haha. ohkae. another unrealistic dream. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. another thing. my dad cant tie hair. lousyyyy. i asked him t help me tie my hair yesterdae cos veh hot and my hands were oily(dinner u see) yeahh. den he cannot tie. omg. hahahaha. quite funny. den my sister helped me tie. hurr. ohkae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has daily horoscope now. i like it. even though i only believe for a few secs. hahaha. oh well. BYEEEEee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111094840639539940?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111094840639539940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111094840639539940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111094840639539940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111094840639539940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/bahh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111086152202716570</id><published>2005-03-15T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:38:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr. screw that jason guy. STOLE MY KORS HANDPHONEE! bahhh. if i know who he is and i see him, i'll just eat him up. bahhhh. bastard. stole my kors hp. wads more is that he's like my kor's god brother. wth la. screw himm. bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. i just tot of celular bananular phone. hurr. kae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. everyone died on me yesterdae. grrrr. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. curry rice was FANNNNTASSSTICC! haha. suuupppppeeeerrrrrrr niceee. hahaha. yumyumyumm. i feel like eating it again. abit pricey though. 10bucks for a plate of rice. yeahh. but its soooooo nice. hmmmms. might be going out wif hl and fanny and whoever else is going on thursdae. haha. think i'll have tuition tmr. zzzzzzzzz. and maybe fridae morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedum. i woke up an hr ago. lalala. kae. this entry veh messy. byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111086152202716570?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111086152202716570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111086152202716570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111086152202716570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111086152202716570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111079425426542359</id><published>2005-03-14T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T18:00:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanna lose weightt?&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/295123028WjNhio"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i hope it works for you. haha. shld work la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. i need t get someone t go out wif me t get hl and beaver their presents. shld i meet andrea on thurs? i'd be very extra cos i dunno her ndp pple. yeahh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sha got me my present alr((: wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;shaaa. hope everythings better now. if u need to talk. just call me yeahh? loveya((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i noe wad t get for hl alr. hahaha. hope it wont cost too muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple. did u noe that if i dun like you and i noe u personally, i would totally ignore you and i wont talk to you? and if i like hate u to the core. example, n****e**e, i'd bitch about u right in your face. i think that person is like the only person i hate so much. yeahh. please stop assuming that i dun like you. omg. its annoying u noe. even more so when u tell pple u KNOW i dun like you. wth. please la. dun assume u know ohkae. grrrr. i dun hate u. i dun dislike you. i just dislike that fact that u assume. as if having my whole family assume that i din do or did smth is not enuff. arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. wadever. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111079425426542359?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111079425426542359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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plan concerttt!!! bahhh. hahaha. and i wan someone who likes em t go wif me. hahaha. den can high together. haha. wadever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like pulling my throat outt. demmm painn. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out wif my sister and edwin later. gonna have jap curry ricee((: yayyy. haha. den we'll have tuition later. bahh. zzzzzz. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111077286224169840?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111077286224169840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111077286224169840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111077286224169840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111077286224169840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wanna-go-for-simple-plan-concerttt.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111060452019370608</id><published>2005-03-12T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T13:18:18.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets DREAAAMMM an unrealistic dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wantt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=213&amp;subcategory=214&amp;product=10795"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=213&amp;subcategory=215&amp;amp;product=10659"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is fine toooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooo. &lt;a href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/specs/Canon/canon_sd10.asp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is good. i wantt.i like it in Satin Bronze. nice!&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;a href="http://www.canon-asia.com/index.jsp?fuseaction=digitalcamera"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; den roll t ixus den click on ixus i. it can take things close up. i need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets have smth more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;kae. i wan this top i saw at topshop yesterdae.i will get it if i look nice in it.&lt;br /&gt;kae. i dunno wad other realistic stuff i want. haha. kae. i'm still feeling shit.&lt;br /&gt;jers dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111060452019370608?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111060452019370608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111060452019370608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111060452019370608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111060452019370608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/lets-dreaaammm-unrealistic-dream-i.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111060220004061202</id><published>2005-03-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T12:36:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. yesterdae. night. wel.sucked. i. cried.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like shitt.&lt;br /&gt;i am like the meanest person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;the blindest.&lt;br /&gt;the stupidest.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how t treasure what i have.&lt;br /&gt;i almost lost it&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a big asshole.&lt;br /&gt;jeraldine is dead.&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk t her.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12hrs ago.  i was still awake. messaging. slept at 2+&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling like shit now la. crappp&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna kill myself. so i dun have to think about anything anymore. i dunt have to worry bout anything anymore. i dunt have t feel anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;argh. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michkong'sbirthdaetodae. wishedherlastnite. sheduzzenknowihaveablog. soimnotgonnabother. iminabadmood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111060220004061202?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111060220004061202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111060220004061202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111060220004061202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111060220004061202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae_12.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111054042940768604</id><published>2005-03-11T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T19:27:09.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. so i din noe we had t hand up our english essay todae. so i was attempting to do during lit. but cos i always feel guilty for doing work in class. i didn't really do it. was listening to ms oh. yeahh. i answered question early so i gt to sit down did abit listened. den del came back. den she pointed to my essay. pointed to her invisible watch. den i was like SHUT UP! den she was like. i din even say a thing and u asked me t shut up. wad is this man. den along came estelle. i told her wad happened. den she was like YA! EXACTLY! SHUT UP! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. den pe. we all ran away frm the thing. used hp t time the pple doing 4x100. hurr. welll. we can Fast forward tt part cos it wasn't really nice. actually. i cannot really remember wad happened anymore. i shall blog again if there are funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh. yes. i just remembered one. we were told to write our one of our parent's hp number i wrote my dad's one and nxt to it i wrote daddy without realising. den i was like. ehhh. why i write daddy. everyone else wrote dad. hohoho. hurr. kae. (SHUT UP!) bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like nirum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111054042940768604?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111054042940768604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111054042940768604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111054042940768604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111054042940768604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae_111054042940768604.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111053935014940004</id><published>2005-03-11T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T19:09:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. i am happyyy((: nono. correction. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy. in the morning that is. hahaha. jer knows whyyyy((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;isawisawisaww!!!wheeeeeeeeeeee. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kinda sad smth abt it is screwed. i feel bad using the word it. cos it's not an it? geddit? nvm if u dunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have yet t complain t dell. i love del u know. i really love del alott(:  shes this other person i can talk to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my honey's online((: i miss her so much u noee! hurr. yeahh. sch hols are finally here. i'm a good girl. i finished my biscuit work before i left school. i sat alone to do my work. i never so loner before leh. haha.but if i had someone wif me i wouldn't have been able t finish.  talked to jolynn for a while todae. fridaes suppose t b our popiah dayy. hurr. but cos dellllll has training. it just went off. bahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dels nice. she helped me massage todae. shes such a dearie. i love herr. only thing is that she never link me. so its hard t go to my blog from hers. bahh. i need to meet someone who can pass me printed heymath amath assignment. bahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm gonna cut my hair tmr. i hope. went out wif my mummyy todae.  oh yess. mr hong bought the cake!!!!! HAHAHA. cool. but veh lil pple turned up. was quite nice. ermsh. wad else. jer just said i veh smart and suddenly i got alot to sayy. kae. hope ms heng approves the shirt. its like the cooooolest thing on earth. we'll be the coolest class ever man. coolest i'll ever have at least. they wanted to try sizes of shirt during break. den i was like why dun we try during emath. AHHHH! thats the way. and all of them were like. omg. huaqian. so smarrttt. esp estelle. hurr. that felt good. estelle either gt really dumb todae or i'm really smart todae. i hope its the 2nd one. we( del estelle and i ) were copying elaine's work (SHUT UP!) and den del and i were on 2nd page. den estelle came. den she was like. can u all wait for me?!LET ME DO THE FRONT! den i was like. why dun u copy the 2nd page first? and there she was calling del stupid and all. haha. now we know who's the stupid one. hurr. den anyway. she was like. oh ya ah! u're so smartt! haha. that felt good. shit. i suddenly have alot of things t talk about. haha. nvm. i shall type it in another entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111053935014940004?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111053935014940004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111053935014940004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111053935014940004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111053935014940004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae_11.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111044465401298509</id><published>2005-03-10T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:50:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkae. like how fucked up can things get? i like have a freaking amath test on my birthdae. and a chinese test the day before which happens t be someones birthdae. ahemahemdesmondahemahem. yeahh. haii. kae. like that isn't shit enough.  my birthdae this yr falls on a tuesdae. and that means i have t stay back for the shittiest thing on earth. and if that isn't enough reasons. my dearest honneeyyy who seems like the only one that gives a fuck about my birthdae aint here t spend it wif me. birthdae this yr is just gonna be fucked up la. bitter sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are like no hols in april. WOW. and we have like hell alot of tests. den theres sports dae. kae. maybe sports day aint that bad. but well. its shitty la. kae wadever. i dunno wads wrong with me la. everyones getting excited about their birthdae. esp huiling. i'm excited for her too. but thinking about how fun hers will be and how fucked up mine will be just spoils the whole thing. the dae after her bdae is like a public holidae. lucky girll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was excited about my birthdae for two seconds while talking to beaver den poof. beavers one week older den me. lalala. kae. wadever. screw birthdaes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhab .eadhtrib a deyojne i ecnis emit gnol a neeb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111044465401298509?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111044465401298509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111044465401298509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111044465401298509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111044465401298509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohkae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111044311182832447</id><published>2005-03-10T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:29:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. hellooo(: ohkae. everything looks small to me now. its kinda irritating. and when i visit jer's blog. all the words are like smaller den ants. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat chocolateee!! my mumm's fren is here. zzzzz. i'm bored. i din go for the sports heats thing. they din take attendence last week so couldn't b bothered. and cailing wasn't going either. so lalala. i just came homee. hope they did ohkaeee. del got 4x400 todae. shes running wif edif tania and elaine((: estelles doing 1500 i think? izzit tdae? nt shure. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. took mrt t sch this morn. den i saw this guy who looked alot alot like colin. just that the guy i saw was taller and much fatter. i was staring at him the whole time cos he seriously looked alot like colin. i was highly amused. haha. i was super tempted to walk infront of him and take a foto of him. but well. cannot la. haha. got to school. lalala. sch was shitt. amath. zzzzzz. den was lit. ms oh was saying smth abt todae the first time she see me nt using my hand t support my head. hahaha. wth. i dun always do that lor. unless i'm like really tired or bored or smth. yeahh. well. now we know. teachers have no life. ms oh was telling us that teachers have no life. she said that since she became substitute teacher she beacame very no life also. like everydae. go home mark work. plan for lesson. weekends plan for following weeks lesson. hurr. oh welll. kae. we had a 20min break. kae. maybe 15. den we had the shittiest lesson ever. DOUBLE PERIOD OF CHEM. and mind you. it was THEORY! omg. cld have died. she tried t be fun. mission failed. hohoho. we were waiting for her at the gallery and del was like saying. u noe i dun mind having our lessons here? quite cooling. yeahh. in fact its better den that wadever room we're using. so smellyy. oh. maths room. yeahh. den was recess. when gen and robyn finally came down, i had already finished my food. was eating wif del first. den joined them later. huilings handwriting cmi man. hahaha. i helped her write a few words for her si han. kae. den was ESS. errrr. was ohkae la. ms tan helped me answer the question she asked me. haha. emath was boring. as usual. stayed t help beaver do her work. den walked out wif her and charmaine. came home ate. came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my honnneeyyy aint online. bahh. i'm bored. i'm gonna play. BYEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narayan's wife's name is rajam or smth liddat. hurr. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111044311182832447?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111044311182832447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111044311182832447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111044311182832447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111044311182832447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111035877143933433</id><published>2005-03-09T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T16:59:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alritee. tagboard nt working. its highly annoying. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;skipped the tea thing cos i've got mc.&lt;br /&gt;cramps were on and off todae. but werent that badd.&lt;br /&gt;jerrr!   &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i took the later bus todae and i din see $^dd#s!^@#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha. kae. went t school todae. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boringgg.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i din go yesterdae. the amath test was a killer.&lt;br /&gt;onli 3 pple passed. charm got highest.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. edif beaver charmaine and vtay ponned tdae.&lt;br /&gt;limsiewjoo was like whao. all gang up and dun come sch! bleahhs.&lt;br /&gt;emath was boring as usual. i have no idea wad the 2nd lesson was. i just dreamed the whole dae.&lt;br /&gt;oh. english. no wonder i cannot remember. so insignificant. so boring. omg. english is like the most boring lesson. juliewee. zzzzzz. i just stoned right tru. read dels ageing thing den stoned stoned stoned. den ermshh. amath. beh was moodswining. den historyy. was dreading it. it was quite ohkae. really boringg. sourcebase. zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. den recess. gen and robyn came really late cos they had chemprac. so was just huiling heemwei and meee. yeahh. den they came and we waited for them. we were last t leave the canteen. hohoho. haha. yeahh. den cheena talenttime. sat wif them((: was really shittyy. i had goosebumps when i heard the first grp sing. eeeks. ask robyn. hurr. 4sy's was really good. wei's class got 2nd!! wei performedd!! wHEeeEeeEE!!! haha. i thot laura's class one was gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. now i noe wad helicopter thing mels talking about. hurr. their class performed too. hmmms. kae. whole thing ended at 2. ended wif sch cheer. as usuall. but somehow this yrs one veh lively. hurr. and was in the amphi so was reeeeaaalllyyy loudd. hohoho. went back t class. packed and left. yenxi was being naughtyy. she ponn!! haha. she left wif me. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this reallllyyy weird woman on the bus. eeeeks. took a pic of her wif my fone. i shall find a way t transfer the pics into my com. ah hahaha. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jehlerdin! ni zai narrrr? haha. i veh bored la. come back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111035877143933433?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111035877143933433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111035877143933433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111035877143933433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111035877143933433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/alritee.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111027137899248251</id><published>2005-03-08T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T16:42:58.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCREW CRAMPS! screw cramps screw cramps screeewwwww crampppss!!&lt;br /&gt;arghhh. din go to school todae cos was having cramps. it wasn't really badd. but i dunno why i started puking after eating. i puked everyyyything out. puked like more than 10 times in one morning. i could have died.&lt;br /&gt;stomach cramps affected my leg. it was like shit painful. i had t ask my mum to help me massage. oh mann. todaes just baddd. i'm still cramping. arghhh. painnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never puked so much in my life. i think i'm dying. puked on sundae and puked again sooooo much todaeee. yuckkk. kae. this is really sickk. i shall stopp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. i din go t school so i missed amath and lit testt. and chinese talenttime and chinese opera mask shit. they're stil in sch makin some mask. hohoho. i'm gonna skip the tea thing tmr. i've gt mc for 2 days. the entry seems really messy. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how talenttime was. hope they were not THATT bad. have a feeling it was quite bad since they onli started practising yesterdae durin recess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im feeling like shittt. this isn't good. nono. i feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw cramps screw cramps screewwww cramps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111027137899248251?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111027137899248251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111027137899248251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111027137899248251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111027137899248251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/screw-cramps-screw-cramps-screw-cramps.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111019482039446211</id><published>2005-03-07T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T19:27:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;lets start frm last nite.&lt;br /&gt;i had headache. din wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;but still ate. felt like i was filled wif too much water.&lt;br /&gt;felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;puked.&lt;br /&gt;den went t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 3+ so decided t read my messages.&lt;br /&gt;gt one from jesse.&lt;br /&gt;hmmms. gt me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;from 3-5.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;but well. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i sent 5 msgs.&lt;br /&gt;and AHEM. gOT NONE BACKK. tskkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i got SUUPPPERRRR angry and sad midway my trip t sch.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;jer knows whyy. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;jerrr!!!!! i veh saddd!!! 3mths lehhh!!! omgggg. i vehhh sadddd. hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. they did 10roundrace.&lt;br /&gt;beaver puked =del was quite fastt.&lt;br /&gt;yenxi fastest.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite shure @^%#!$ din run that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. wadelse? aiya. lessons were boring. assembly was boring.&lt;br /&gt;OHHH! FLAG RAISING! omg hell funnyyy.&lt;br /&gt;cos the tape spoil&lt;br /&gt;so ms heng wanted us t sing wif pri sch. den she sang into the mic.&lt;br /&gt;and she cant sing. so we started laffing.&lt;br /&gt;she was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;laffed wif us.&lt;br /&gt;hurr. omg. cld haf died.&lt;br /&gt;i was like beaver. i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;den charmaine was behind saying. omg. i'm gonna die laffing. hurr&lt;br /&gt;that was how bad it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. lets talk about recess. gen saw me.&lt;br /&gt;den she was like.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i cannot look at u.&lt;br /&gt;i think of ys&lt;br /&gt;i cannot look at u.&lt;br /&gt;omg. iveh sad lor.&lt;br /&gt;GENNN!!! i wanna cryyy.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i remind her of ys den she dun wanna look at me.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;all yousian's fault. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;den b4 i left t go back t cls. huiling was like.&lt;br /&gt;gen. look somemore look somemore. den gen used my file t cover her face.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. after recess.&lt;br /&gt;del was reeeaalllll mooodyy.&lt;br /&gt;cos she din wanna go for heats.&lt;br /&gt;anw. she din go in the end. TSK! all thanks t me.&lt;br /&gt;she made me wait really long for her.&lt;br /&gt;i almost wanted t chop her up.&lt;br /&gt;and cook her tmr. hurr&lt;br /&gt;she was nice. she waited for my light t turn red and i cross first den she wait for hers.&lt;br /&gt;geddit?&lt;br /&gt;nvm. del's nice&lt;br /&gt;i love dell((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meepok nt open todae.&lt;br /&gt;booo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. ate. tuition.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;2 tests tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cheena talenttime tmr.&lt;br /&gt;chinese opera mask making crapp till 5 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;how shittyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my honeyyyy left me for sims. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111019482039446211?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-6571122.post-111009777631409972</id><published>2005-03-06T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:37:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy. kae. todae veh rubbishhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;the royal pple?&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;ohhh&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;the mary and dunno who&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;maryy&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;gt lamb nt?&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;...hair la.&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;what happened honey?&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;omg i sound so real hor&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;why u ask wad happened?&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;nutting ma&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;u v lamd&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;hurr&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;i very lamb?&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;i not lambb&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;abit&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;wait ah&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;what did you eat today&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * i'm involved in a secret and thrilling love affair. wif who? my hooonnnneeeyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;i not lambbb&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;okay not lamb not lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr. look at my nickk((: haha. my horoscope in lifestyle says i have a secret and thrilling love affair. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;den i come home to you&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we veh les. hurr. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes moree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;i go eat first ah&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;you dont sian&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;charlotte replace me&lt;br /&gt;my one and only niang. life can only be beautiful with you in it.`//chevrogramuspsied jeraldine; says:&lt;br /&gt;but cannot call her honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111009777631409972?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111009777631409972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111009777631409972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111009777631409972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111009777631409972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-111003395224654723</id><published>2005-03-05T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:45:52.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello thereee. todae was fun fun fun. well. other than the WAITING partt. everything else was gdd.&lt;br /&gt;i reached at 1. i took a cab cos i tot i was gonna b late. i ended up waiting half an hr for gen.zzzzzzzzzz. yeahh. anywayy. met gen at arnd 140. kae. 40 mins act. kae. we were walking towards cine. and den gen was like OMG! den i look arnd. den i know wad she was omg-ing abt. ys. hurr. den he was looking at our direction. he turned to look twice. and apparently. he din see us. how very blinddd. tskk. gen and i were HIGHLY amused. haha. gen was HIGHLY amused by the way i used highly amused. hurr. den she started highly everything. nvm. haha. kae. anw. we saw ys. den we turned arnd. den i was on the fone wif huilingg. den later we crossed. den ermshhhhhhhhhhh. oh. ys and all cross alr. but they onli started walking towards cine when we started. they din see us la. ya. den they all gathered at cheers. gen and i were walking near rocky masters. den we went t get tix. there were nooooooooooo tix for 2+ show and 330 show. so we had t get 440 one. hurr. hl came. san came. so we went t yoshi and watched gen eat. after that went t heeren and got huilings belt. den we saw rosalind pho. wadeverr. ya. she veh ugly real lifee. like superr. ya. den ermshh. we cldn't decide on where t go. gen wanted pacific but san and huiling din really wan. i din mind. but was kinda tired la. ya. den gen got kinda pissed den she walked off. den she walk suuuupppppeeerrrr fastt. den we had to walkkk like super fast to catch up. den i walked wif her while the other 2 walked slowly. got to pacific plaza. was walking wif gen the whole time while the other 2 just went to whereever they wantedd. den gen got and XL shirtt. how cool la. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kaee. den ermshhh. we went to scotts. i wanted t get sunglasses but well. no nice ones =(( booo. yeahh. den walked backk to heeren. hl and san went to wait for john. i went to the toilet wif genn. den went downn. den met them. walked over. were shit late. missed the front partt. bahhh. oh yess. huiling was trying t make me sit wif john the wholee time. den i realised her plot so i told gen while walking to our seatss. so well. san ended up nxt t him. hurr. hl veh noisyy. i was muchh better. kaee. after that i dunno wad we did. i din realise that john was behind us. and neither did i realise that hl and san were so near us. hurr. tot they'd b walkin really slowlyy.hl and john went t heeren t spend quality time together. hurr. san gen and i walked to paragon for coffeeclubbbb((:    sat down. ordered. hl came. den when we were abt t finish, beaver came. she din realise that i wasn't wearing glasses till we were leaving paragon. she din even realise when we were at the quiksilvershop. ya. gen wanted to go alr. so left wif her. dumdeedummm.i veh gen todae. hurr. everything was wif herr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaee. long entryy. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-111003395224654723?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111003395224654723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=111003395224654723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111003395224654723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/111003395224654723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-thereee.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110999427298702448</id><published>2005-03-05T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T11:44:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kae. i think my com is screwed. internets screwedd. arghhh. pple like blogged a few days back but everytime i checked, it duzzen show. bahhh. till todae. den i got alot t readd. hoho. could only read blogspot and diary-x. hmmms. at least i cld read jer's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedumm. had prata this mornn. yuummmmmm. hahaha. going out wif the girls soon. gen san huiling. i dunno who else is going. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a horrible horrible night. i kept waking up in the middle of the night. kept dreaming. after each dream, i'd wake up. and all the dreams were similar. felt as though i didn't even sleep. i dunno if i actually fell asleep or if i was just thinking wif my eyes closed. i'm like soooooooooooooo sleeepy noww. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the tagboards are having problems now. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;my sister went t dye her hair. i'm going for a hair cut nxt week. yayyeee.&lt;br /&gt;i dread school.&lt;br /&gt;i dread mondae.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110999427298702448?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110999427298702448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110999427298702448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110999427298702448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110999427298702448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/kae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110991037805333431</id><published>2005-03-04T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T12:26:18.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i'm anticipating my cup noodles((: i feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veh bored. i'm going heymath to relearn log. my log is like gone case. gonna have tuition later. oh nooooo!! i shall study log den have lunchh den go sleep. and gain some weight. haha. cant wait for tmrrr((: going out out out. at least i hope its still on. dumdeedummm. i have been having cravings for jap curry ricee. mite go have some on sundaee. see if my parents wann.. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Cow&lt;br /&gt;Hear me moo&lt;br /&gt;I weigh twice as much as you&lt;br /&gt;And I look good on the barbeque&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt, curd, cream cheese, and butter's&lt;br /&gt;Made from liquid from my udders&lt;br /&gt;I am cow,&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, hear me moo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, eating grass&lt;br /&gt;Methane gas comes out my ass&lt;br /&gt;And out my muzzle when I belch&lt;br /&gt;Oh the ozone layer is thinner&lt;br /&gt;From the outcome of my dinner&lt;br /&gt;I am cow,&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, I've got gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, here I stand&lt;br /&gt;Far and wide upon this land&lt;br /&gt;And I am living everywhere&lt;br /&gt;From B.C. to Newfoundland&lt;br /&gt;You can squeeze my tits by hand&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, I am cow, I am cow,&lt;br /&gt;I am cow, I am cow, I am cooooooooow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. dellll. thanks for the song. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110991037805333431?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110991037805333431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110991037805333431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110991037805333431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110991037805333431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110990380893702726</id><published>2005-03-04T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:36:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh mann. they're coming back from obs todae. i haven't finished enjoying myselff!! bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkae. talenttime is like nxt tuesdae?! with amath and lit test. omg. i dun think they started doing ANYTHING about stoooopid chinese talenttime. but well. i dun careee. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaee. i was really really realllly pissed off last nite. i cried. i sat in front of the tv and started crying cos i cldn't take it anymore. see right. my parents and sister were watching some cantonese show that i dun watch. so i went up to my room did my work. or rather i tried to but dunno how t do. yeahh. den at 11, when the show ended, i went down. and my sis started criticising me indirectly. wth la. i felt like slapping her so badly. she was saying if a person wans t work but is the nuanua= like jelly. very sian all the time then no one will employ the person. she say she the boss also wont. and she is always. ALWAYS saying tt i very nua. and she kept saying the same ting over and over again and she kept staring at me. if u were me, wont u think that she was talkin about me? well. i din bother. i WATCH MY TV! den my mum had t scold me cos mosquitoes bite me. WTF! wow i so want the mosquitoes to bite me man. den i din say anything. and they were like. why so xiao qi. why get angry. wth. i just din talk. i din wanna talk back and they said i very petty. wth la. den i just continued to keep quiet cos all i wanted t do was WATCH TV! den my sister was like. why liddat. i din even say i talking about u. wow. there she is. she just proved that she was so talking about me. so i cldn't take it anymore. talked backk. and arghhh. so annoyed. den my sister went up. den i sat infront of the tv and started crying. din stop. went up and continued t cry. den cried myself to sleep. vent my angry on paper. as usuall. zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer. u gotta help mee. quickk! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiwnadtnian                      forever.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy                          jbfuersirtnngs&lt;br /&gt;i'm                                      osryr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110990380893702726?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110990380893702726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110990380893702726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110990380893702726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110990380893702726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110984604845222188</id><published>2005-03-03T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T18:34:08.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i very sad now. my camera went kukooo. its totally spoilt right nowww.my birthdae coming in a monthh. who wanna give me new digi camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy. i wanted to take a pic of my wrist to show jer. den i realised my cam died. =( &lt;br /&gt;i gt cut on my wrist. i cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i went suntec wif my mumm. den bought bedsheetss(((: its PINK!!!! haha. yeahh. den went for the career thinggg. den saw alot of students. saw alot of monks hill one. den i msged sha. asked her where she was den some ass made me do some surveyy. den i did. sha called. den we were so near yet so farr. hahaha. kaee. wadever. that sounds wrongg. kaee. anyway. she was wif tjiesiew. they were not spared frm the survey either. haha. the guy quite nice. he help me hold the board. hurr. ya. den met sha walked arnd wif her for a while. den later tjie siew wanted to go shopping so sha and i followed. den met tingyun john and a girl called carol at ebase. den walked arnd. sha john and i got bored. sha and i wanted to go somewhere else t walk den asked john along but he din feel good. cos he was helping the girls carry their stuff. so if he follow us he gotta leave their stuff there so he din feel good. so sha and i left. and he just appeared frm no where aft that. den we just walked arnd. walk walk walk walkwalk walk walkwalkwalk. den went coffee bean cos he wanted a drink so yeahh. wentt sat down talk. den we were waiting for the 3 to lookfor us but they went back first. so we went back also. den john was walking sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo quickly sha and i almost diedd. hurr. ya. den ermsh....walked backk. my mum saw mi. she called me. den sha waved to my mum. den we were near the escalators den sha was like HUA! DESMOND! den i was like omg. shit. where? den john also AY! DESMOND! den iwas like crap shit shit shit. den i hid behind the pillar den cos sha had to go report to her tau huay tcher so i had to move. den i was asking she to block me. omg. dem scaryyy. very scared t bump into him. thank god i didn't. PHEW! hurr. ya. went up. she reported. john came up too den we went down. how lame. yeahh. den sha left wif gillian den i was talking to huiling. den met my mummy den leftt. yeahh. mummy bought a shirtt. quite nice. i can wear also((: kae. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110984604845222188?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110984604845222188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110984604845222188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110984604845222188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110984604845222188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110982121146948460</id><published>2005-03-03T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T11:40:11.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmms. might b going out wif my mummy later. she said that she wanna go out. gonna get some new bedsheetsss((: yayy. haha. omg. i veh tired. zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae.............. i have no idea wad i did. OH! I WENT OUT WIF MY MUM. haha. in the morn onli. got ysl's lip marker, eyeshadow, nailpolish. haahha((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jerr!!! i seriously thank god for her. can tell her EVERYTHING. and she noes how sucky it feels. haii. i just need a solution to the problem. i have a solution in mind. but well. its kinda wrong? i dunnoooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i mite update again later. bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110982121146948460?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110982121146948460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110982121146948460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110982121146948460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110982121146948460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmmms.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110966900868011774</id><published>2005-03-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T17:23:28.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayeeee. i hope my daddyy lets me get contacts permanently. really really hope so. den i can get tonnes and tonness of sunglassesss!!! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. very hotttttttttttttttt!!! why neh rain todae? grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know that everytime i start a new paragraph, i'm talking about a different thing/person? yeahh. so dun put all of them together. haha. kae. my english veh cockyy todae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer is talking like meee. i never knew she uses highly amused. i haven't used it for quite a while i think. i dunno. hurr. well. i know i haven't used hurr for quite a while and it came back a few dayss back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yess. u noe. i bought jellllyyy yesterdae and i got really really really happy. like the ones sold in sch. the fruity one. one stick one. haha. yeahh. somehow mine wont feeze like the aunty's one. :( booo. i put it in the freezer but no use lehh. bahh. haha. but nehmind. i'm still happy wif it((: haha. my mum was like = heh.. and i've been asking my parents for sweet alot lately. i'm becomin a lil kiddd!! baaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNGLASSESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110966900868011774?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110966900868011774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110966900868011774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110966900868011774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110966900868011774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ayeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110965068060190970</id><published>2005-03-01T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:18:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i think skype is like really coool. haha. jer was listening to my conversation wif my dad and my sister yest. hurr. i seriously tink its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. so yesterdae. i went to meet colin at 3+ yeahh. den cos he haven't eaten, so i watched him eat. and suddenly....i saw some firmilar facess((: haha. huiling kristal and fannnyyyy. haha. and bout 1 min after. john came alongg. den they went off to ljs after talkin for a while. and suddenly hl came back wif 2 10$ notes. i took one. haha. was john's one. returned in the end. den was talkin to hl the 2 guys were just i dunnodoing wadd. den we went over to ljs wif themm. they were eating. buying food. yeahh. den we talk awhile. colin did his work. i talk to them,stoned and rotted. haha. den i got soooooooooooooooooo bored. den cos kristal looked bored so i asked her t walk arnd wif me. so yeahh. we walked arnd. den later i went home. den she went backk. was freeeeeeezing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. and i used my mic!! haha. how cool. talked to jer. i got really amused. hurr. tried to get tickets for sound of music but those days we wan all no more.zzzzzz. haii. yeahh. den ermshhhhh. watch tv. fell asleep. woke up. watch tv. got tired. went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9 this morn. zzzzzzz. gonna sleep again later. very hungryy now. gen and fanny going out laterr. they asked me. but since i'm not in school. i'm not going along. lazy t travel all the wayy. and my mum dun alloww. i did abit of my english just now. zzzzzzzzz. kae. i'm going. jerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... kuai dian hui lai. wo hen menn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110965068060190970?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110965068060190970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110965068060190970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110965068060190970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110965068060190970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110957464245621225</id><published>2005-02-28T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:45:47.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. just showed jer how some pple spell. hurr. kae. so i din go to sch in the end cos my dad also thot that it was a big waste of time. so i slept till 9+ den went bedok wif my mum. went bank. zzzzzzzz. haha den went supermarket. den had lunch. den came home. den my mum made me go some stupid chinese doc wif her cos my cough wont go away. i hate chinese medicine. i hate all sorts of medicine. unless they're pills den i'm ok. haha. yeahh. den just got home. talking to jer and cailing?. haha. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out sooon. to meet colin. i can talk to jer alr!! YAYYY!!!HAHAHAHA!! WHEEE. FOR FREEE!! hahaha. ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this really nice nike bag for 109 yesterdae. but naaa. wont geddit. might get the pink fila one. 50. so much cheaper. aha. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i very tired. headacheee! i'm going out now. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110957464245621225?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110957464245621225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110957464245621225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110957464245621225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110957464245621225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha_28.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110950602436853420</id><published>2005-02-27T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:07:04.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kae. so i'm not going to thailand anymore. they say save the money den go china in june. zzzzzz. kae lor. anything. i got no say in it anywayy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qibin and i seem to hav lost our names. look at this. read frm jer's i didn't type that lor part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yousian: how i noe tat fertilizer....haha&lt;br /&gt;jerr: haah. yea lor. but fertiliser so free meh&lt;br /&gt;yousian: muz be flower lah...if nt fertiliser..&lt;br /&gt;jerr: haha i didnt type that lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda sadd rightt? we just sound so part of earthly. so green so garden so environmental. hurr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got another angpow todae((: but veh lil moneyy. zzzzz. i had stingrayy todae. so freakin nice. i'm like so freakin full. my tummy like ball now. i gonna watch cool guy. i wanna sleep. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those tt are going obs tmrr... HAVE FUN! ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110950602436853420?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110950602436853420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110950602436853420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110950602436853420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110950602436853420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/kae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110948857704554160</id><published>2005-02-27T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T15:16:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents are kinda weird todae. namely my mum. haha. they're dem on todae. its freaky. but its wayyyyy coool. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. it was during lunch that everything happened. my mum was telling us bout neighbour's grandson. stay downstairs one. ya. den she was saying ppl always very happy when they become grandparents. den i asked her she wont b happy when she become granma meh? den she was like of cos will la. so u shld get married quickly. tts why i said i want u married at 21. den i was like. wth. talk about jie jie first la. my dad agreed that my mum was being stupid. den my mum got even worse and said get married at 18 la! wth. i still studying lor. hurr. den i was like. talk abt jie jie first la. den she kept saying wad if she dun wanna get married. den i was telling her how can she not get married. she gonna be 34 when i'm her current age. how to not b married. den she just drag further. tskk. haha. den she was saying my dad dun wan dats why keep saying she siao. cos he wont she de me to get married. haha. yeahh. den later i was telling them how much hols i have. tt i dun wanna go tmr. den my mum was saying. whao so free. can go holidae. den i was like go where. thailand! den we all got very on about it and we have been searching for cheap airfares and hotel and all. dem cool. we're going my aunty's shop to ask her help us. if we going den we leaving on thurs coming back on sat. how cool is that. so last min so on. haha. kae. i'm going.  type very fast todae. i need to shower. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110948857704554160?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110948857704554160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110948857704554160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110948857704554160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110948857704554160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-parents-are-kinda-weird-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110947585616573528</id><published>2005-02-27T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T11:44:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling better i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the mermaid in life section dem ugly. very gross. really look like monkey. i forgot wad my horoscope thingy said. i believe horoscope thing for one second onli. den after that i dun. cos i cannot remember. hurr. my english very cocky todae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sha got fine dining on tues i think. i shall try and pop my head into swensons. haha. she never tell me who her 'date' is. i think its gonna b john. hurr. oop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday morning, rain is falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first line of sunday morning. haha. and it really is raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2 last nite andwoke up at 9+? haii. oh well. i might sleep again later. i hope my parents let me slack at home the whole week. i dun wanna go to sch tmr and tues. waste my time. tskk. kae. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110947585616573528?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110947585616573528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110947585616573528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110947585616573528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110947585616573528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-feeling-better-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110943167229699942</id><published>2005-02-26T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T23:29:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling like shit right now. whyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to b honest. i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jb todae. was alrite. i enjoyed lunch and dinner. nothing much. i got angpow. haha. my mum woke me up at 9 to go jb. arghh. there was a jam. i slept. woke up and got bad case of pinsandneedles. arghh. yeahh. the bank was closed by the time we got there. went t my aunty's place. sat down. had lunch at arnd one. at some taiwanese food place. nice ambience. haha. the coffeetea thing was really nice. a lil too sweet. omg. i feel like fuck now la. i feel so fake talking about all these. omg. arghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg. i seriously feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunblameurselffernotbeinghere. no difference one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ialwayswondered to myself and asked myself. whoactuallyCARESabtme. well. sad t say. the list is shortt. really short. kinda sadddd. but well. at least those who cares really cares. some act like they care. but well. just a mask u noe. its highly annoying. my entry very here there everywhere todae. sorry. i am feeling like shit. maybe its the mosquitoes. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can remember my bdae? i think i forgot. cos everyone keep telling me its on the _th of wadever. and well. it seems wrong. fuck&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110943167229699942?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110943167229699942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110943167229699942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110943167229699942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110943167229699942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-feeling-like-shit-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110932345587513983</id><published>2005-02-25T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T17:24:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heemwei got first for high jump!!!!!!!!!! YAYYYY!!! haha((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. todaee. well. as expected. mr hong din get the cake. was quite amused that so pple from other classes actually remembered bout the cake. hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;kaee. lets start. got to school. knew i was gonna be in deeeeep shit cos i din do my math. cos i din noe how to do. but i attempted ohkae! haha. first lesson was lit. ms oh was in a bad mood. den was english wif JULIE wee and the teacher-to-be. the one that smiles to himself when he's walkin. hurr. ya. den nxt was amath. i tot i was so gonna die. but wow. i got praised! sort of la. haha. msbeh came in and started chasing the world for their work. took up 20 mins. den she was telling the class. u noe. u girls shld hand up ur work on time so hardworking pple who hands up their work on time like elaine delphine huaqian idunnowhoelse wouldn't lose out cos they have to wait for u girls. haha. i dunno who else cos i was telling del how amused i was. there i was trying to finish my work and she said i hand up work on time. haha. quite cool. den del told me she met msbeh at the bus stop yest talking to the cleaner aunty. den she was telling the aunty dat del her student den always pay attention in class. den todae del was doing her chem during amath den i was like. WHAO.SOMEONE PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS HOR?! hurr. i got failed my spring test. hurr. by one mark. kae. den ermshhhhhh..............oh pe. they were doing relay race. ya. den later del dif vtay estelle went to prac high jump. actually just estelle. the rest were suppose to play bball or smth. i dunno. den elaine shot. charmaine got the ball. she was suppose to pass to her team member. but she din noe. so she was like huh? den ms lee got angry and left. and the class just freaking leftt for recess?! they din even feel bad or anything. so i went to the gym to wait for del. den ms lee talked to the four of them bout the cls and vtay got reallllyyy angryyy. she lectured the class after recess. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;den was pw. zzzzzzzzzz. amanda and i spent the whole time trying to think of smth tt rhymes wif deliver and goes with 'we live to .....' like the fadex moto? ya. haha. den we came up wif a totally diff one. haha. den sch ended. went sci lab. phae was saying that she miss 2pr. imiss2prtoo. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i meant the 03 one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well. stayed back to help out for heatts. i did high jump one wif lichoo cailing jingyu abigail and joanna. is that her name? i suddenly cannot remember. haha. there was this j1 girl helping at first. den she got bored so she asked me to take over. hurr. yeahh. nutting much. ended at 4. came home. went to shower right after dropping my bag in my room. demmmm hott. haha. kae. very long. long time nv update so much. hurr. kae. byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thankkewfortrustingme((:&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/6571122-110932345587513983?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110932345587513983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110932345587513983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110932345587513983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110932345587513983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/heemwei-got-first-for-high-jump-yayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110932357978533355</id><published>2005-02-25T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T17:26:19.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAE EDIFFF ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110932357978533355?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110932357978533355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110932357978533355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110932357978533355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110932357978533355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthdae-edifff.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110923201470483844</id><published>2005-02-24T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:00:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'ms till coughing. and to make things worse. mosquitoes are feeeeeding on me!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have like 15 'kisses' in total!? arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna kill them&lt;br /&gt;kill em alll!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hire a professional mosquito killer to sit by me.&lt;br /&gt;i hateeeeeeeeeeeee mosquitoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. todae. we were playing wif liquid paper in class! hahahaha. beaver screamed. hurr. my mums not home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really hate sch.&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate hate mosquitoes too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrr. i dun feel like updating anymore. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110923201470483844?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110923201470483844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110923201470483844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110923201470483844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110923201470483844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/ims-till-coughing.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110914346193435264</id><published>2005-02-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T15:24:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeee((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really really happyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping can really brighten up one's dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wheeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110914346193435264?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110914346193435264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110914346193435264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110914346193435264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110914346193435264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-happy-wheeeeeeeeeeeeee-i-am-really.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110903674540263197</id><published>2005-02-22T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:45:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyy(: theres no school todaee!! wheeee. thank god for staff seminar(:  hmm. din blog yesterdae. yesterdae was quite a laughy day. JULIE BISCUITSS!!! hahahaha. i have no idea if i'm allowed t say this here. its sooooooooooooo funnyyy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohkay. del was saying that we gonna have biscuit lesson nxt just when chem was about to end. den i was like...biscuits?! den she started telling me about the julie biscuits. u noe the one that has peanut butter cheese and i dunno wad flavour one? yeah. that one. haha. and the peanut butter one has orange packaging rightt? haha. ya. den we were walkin back to cls frm chem and saw ms julie wee outside our class alr. and guess wad?! she was wearing ORANGE and carrying a ORANGE bag. den i was telling del. omg! that's the packaging of the biscuits! hahahaha. we laughed for really really really really really long. i dunno how to make it funny here. den while she was talking. both of us made a discovery but din say. den i said. u noe the peanut butter? den del was like HER SKIN! hahaha. dem funnyyy. we tot of the same thing. but tt wasn't the funny part. funny part was that she was so super associated wif the biscuits. her shirt. her skin! her name. HER HAIR! hahahahaha. yeahh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. we had some obs talk. i had to go evn tho i'm nt going. oh wells. haha. wasnt that bad. char beaver and minru went home during recess. charmaine "puked" and dirtied her uni so her uni was wet. haha. they can really act mann. haha. yeahh. lets quote xinya:"minru has eyeball problem". hahaha. yeahh. beaver was just. "oh i got stomachache." den when they went to look for teacher. both mr teh and mrs lim came out. mr teh was like. ya. i saw charmaine just now. she looked sick. WTH! haha. quite dumb. was really funny. edif and i were laffin. yeahh. den ermshh. yadayada. went back wif estelle. i so din see cc la. he scolded me cos he tot i purposely dun wanna say hi to him one. wth. haha. ass. i got a shock when he called me. hahaha. he was wif vtay. yeahh. den ermsh..............................ohhh. estelle. haha. ALL I DID WAS STRETCH MY HAND! hahaha. hahaha. u said she had alot of MA. hahaha. very funny. i dunno wad we were talkin abt but well. laffed alott. dunno if estelle reads. but wadever. estelle tayy! i'm so gonna tell her. u wrote abt her in ur journal b4. u're so gonna die! haha. u can tell bout me. but all i did was STRETCH MY ARMS! hahaha. ((:  was really funny la. haha. came home. came online. talked to jer. both of us think that smones ugly. haha. no one impt la. we dun usually talk abt her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamasan. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coool. that can be mama san. like mother san. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea if i'm going out todae? wth. bye. i'm gonna call delll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110903674540263197?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110903674540263197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110903674540263197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110903674540263197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110903674540263197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/heyheyy-theres-no-school-todaee-wheeee.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110890283557564915</id><published>2005-02-20T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:33:55.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into an old friend yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Caught me by surprise when he called my name&lt;br /&gt;He was a familiar face, from a chapter in my past&lt;br /&gt;Talked for awhile, I smiled and then&lt;br /&gt;Said that he was seeing somebody and&lt;br /&gt;Told me this was gonna last&lt;br /&gt;Showing me her photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and it's killing me cause now I know&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We reminisced on the way things used to be&lt;br /&gt;Shared a couple laughs, shared some memories&lt;br /&gt;Talked about the things that changed&lt;br /&gt;Some for good and some for bad&lt;br /&gt;Then he said goodbye and he paid for lunch&lt;br /&gt;Promised that we'd always keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed my bags and grabbed my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Walked away and that was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and it's killing me cause now I know&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the truth is, it hurts&lt;br /&gt;But I know that the fault's mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I let him go&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get over it, but it's messing with my mind&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;Truth is I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and it's killing me cause now I know&lt;br /&gt;Truth is and when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta be honest, I guess&lt;br /&gt;I-I guess I'm still in love, in love, in love&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/6571122-110890283557564915?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110890283557564915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110890283557564915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110890283557564915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110890283557564915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/ran-into-old-friend-yesterday-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110881544534381370</id><published>2005-02-19T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T20:17:25.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. heyyy. i have an announcement to make&lt;br /&gt;i'm a les!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. my les pardner is none other den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS JERALDINE LEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dunno how much i love her mann. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh. u pple better be happy for us.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayy. wadever. i'm sick again. zzzzzzzzz. this sucks so badd. del was sick yesterdae. she went home like during break. yeahh. poor girl. her voice was so totally wrong. haha. yeahh. den ermsh. yesterdae was really boring la. came home. mummy was home. showered. had lunch. sleptttttt. and suddenly i was woken up by my mum cos i was gonna have tuition. zzzzzzzzz. yeahh. i got quite pissed at edwin for unknown reasons. i dunno. maybe cos i was still sleepy la. haha. yeahhh. i just spent the whole day sleeping todae. woke up at 10. went to market wif my parents to eatt. den came home. watched tv. den lunch. lunch was at 12+ den i went to sleep atain at 1. woke up at 5. pro ehh. yeahh. still feeling sleepy. i was really angry todaee. my dad gonna take away 200bucks frm my angpow!! ahhhhhh. grrrrrr. haha. so now i have shit little. its so pathetic. omg. haha. yeahh. so little i can just finish all of it on weds. haha. cant wait for weds. SHOPPINGGGGG!!! haha. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. i'm feeling kinda shitt noww. and i've been getting weird messages on friendster. bahh. haha. well. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110881544534381370?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110881544534381370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110881544534381370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110881544534381370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110881544534381370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha_110881544534381370.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110881544492609366</id><published>2005-02-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T20:17:24.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. heyyy. i have an announcement to make&lt;br /&gt;i'm a les!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. my les pardner is none other den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS JERALDINE LEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dunno how much i love her mann. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh. u pple better be happy for us.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayy. wadever. i'm sick again. zzzzzzzzz. this sucks so badd. del was sick yesterdae. she went home like during break. yeahh. poor girl. her voice was so totally wrong. haha. yeahh. den ermsh. yesterdae was really boring la. came home. mummy was home. showered. had lunch. sleptttttt. and suddenly i was woken up by my mum cos i was gonna have tuition. zzzzzzzzz. yeahh. i got quite pissed at edwin for unknown reasons. i dunno. maybe cos i was still sleepy la. haha. yeahhh. i just spent the whole day sleeping todae. woke up at 10. went to market wif my parents to eatt. den came home. watched tv. den lunch. lunch was at 12+ den i went to sleep atain at 1. woke up at 5. pro ehh. yeahh. still feeling sleepy. i was really angry todaee. my dad gonna take away 200bucks frm my angpow!! ahhhhhh. grrrrrr. haha. so now i have shit little. its so pathetic. omg. haha. yeahh. so little i can just finish all of it on weds. haha. cant wait for weds. SHOPPINGGGGG!!! haha. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. i'm feeling kinda shitt noww. and i've been getting weird messages on friendster. bahh. haha. well. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110881544492609366?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110881544492609366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110881544492609366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110881544492609366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110881544492609366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha_19.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110864029402769955</id><published>2005-02-17T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:38:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hieeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late again todae.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time this week&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7&lt;br /&gt;left home at 715&lt;br /&gt;reached sch at 735.&lt;br /&gt;screw 2nd flag raising&lt;br /&gt;i'm one booking away from detention.&lt;br /&gt;they shld really change sock booking to a warning&lt;br /&gt;it just kills pple&lt;br /&gt;and i still hate that prefect who booked me even though my socks were high&lt;br /&gt;school was sucky todae&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonna be bad too.&lt;br /&gt;mondae's gonna be just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for march hols.&lt;br /&gt;my mums not working after tmr.&lt;br /&gt;staying home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. haha&lt;br /&gt;i dread english lesson tmr. i dun wanna talk.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably end up coughing for the whole 3 mins&lt;br /&gt;and flunk the whole dem shittt!&lt;br /&gt;so break me.&lt;br /&gt;take me.&lt;br /&gt;just let me.&lt;br /&gt;feel ur arms again.&lt;br /&gt;break me.&lt;br /&gt;take me.&lt;br /&gt;just let me feel ur love again.&lt;br /&gt;opps. i offed my modem accidently. haha&lt;br /&gt;kae. zhaoing&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110864029402769955?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110864029402769955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110864029402769955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110864029402769955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110864029402769955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/hieeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110854709303949642</id><published>2005-02-16T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T17:44:53.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. i uploaded more pics. in both albums. can go look. haha. i do not look like my cousin. thankkew very muchh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring all my worksheets todae. and i felt like idiot cos i just sat there and stone.zzzzz. going to charlotte's house next tues. weds going out wif dell. and apparently, i have to go to school while the rest are away at obs. what shitttttt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abushinthegarden. haha. kae. nvm.. my dad told me smthh. haha. kayy. go look at the new pics. i VEH lazy to type. hurr. i Beri tired ah. HAHAHAHA. kae. jer understands.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a message in a testtube todae frm beaver. and wow. we're suppose to dig all the contents outt. haha. thanks man beaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. i'm gonna go heymath now. zzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110854709303949642?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110854709303949642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110854709303949642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110854709303949642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110854709303949642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110845361520290117</id><published>2005-02-15T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T15:46:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohkay. proper entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttsh said my lungs are ohkay already. so i'm discharged((: i dun have to go there anymore!! yayy. i dun like that place. kk is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really had pneumonia. haha. doc wasn't certain about wad it was initially. yeahh. haha. the 2 xrays got big diff man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was boring todae. was nodding off during chemm. chinese was even worse. i slept for about a min? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late todae. i went down. bus left. walked to mrt station. the mrt was gonna take 7 mins which wld make me late. went to try get cab. no cabs arnd! yeahh. den walked back home. asked my dad to fetch me cos my fren already went to sch. left home at like 715. how cool is that. my mum was nagging nagging nagging. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. den ermshhhh. reached school at like 730. saw shumei walkin in to school. she was later than me. had lame 2nd flagraising. no one was singingg. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. its the lamest thing on earth. seriouslyy. and i cannot remember the national anthem sch song and pledge. haha. i was quite amused. i was like errrrrrrrrrrrrr.... in the middle of the pledge. haha. amusingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdaes the rationing thing. thank god the toilets had waHter. haha. yeahh. dem lame la. no one took it seriously. everyone was eatingg. haha. i left sch during recess. wheeeeeeee. haha. yeahh. den went ttsh. after that went to parco to walk arnd and got some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm like really nice. i spent 6 bucks on a card for someone. someone i am not tt clse to anymore. if that person reads my blog, he/she prolly know i'm talking bout him/her. haha. oh well. i'm nice. i donated 2 buckks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dels shifu. she refuses to call me shifu though.=( haha. double eyeliding now. haha. its gonna go soon. kae. i'm gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110845361520290117?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110845361520290117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110845361520290117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110845361520290117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110845361520290117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/ohkay.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110845299894628287</id><published>2005-02-15T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:26:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hiii((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUN READ THIS ENTRY! its cockyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like rolling my eyes. fine. i'm rolling. i feel so pissed off at &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;for no reason. i'm sorry. but arghh. i dunno wad to sayy. but i really cannot stand it laaa. it feels so fakeee. everything about u feels fake. everyting u say sounds fake to me. u seem to say things to me like someone forced u to. its annoying. i seriously doubt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ymaeb we dsuh nde it. yelk lytlaot. nahh. no. just this. haha. i hope no one can figure it out cos i dun wan pple to noe wad i'm talking aboutt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. everything feels dem fake seriously like u're forced to do wad u're doing. if u are. tell me. i will stop too. i'm not fakin. but ya. aiya. this entry dem shitttt. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110845299894628287?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110845299894628287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110845299894628287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110845299894628287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110845299894628287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/hiii-dun-read-this-entry-its-cockyy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110838371320194504</id><published>2005-02-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:21:53.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey heyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy valentines day everyonee((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. atmosphere in school this yr not as wow as last yr. everyone too busy collecting angpows and forgot to get flowers.. haha. yeahh. i'm one gd example. got much lesser presents this yr compared to last yr. haha. but its ohkayyy. at least i felt lovedd(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to edif, mel, del, drea and of cos qibin for presents and notes =)(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got strawberries frm edif. wooden spoon that i love alot frm mel. haha. the word hua on the spoon looked like chocolate. everyone was asking if it was choc. i asked edif the same question too. haha. pple were asking if edif's strawberries were real. and den i will be like. nono. made of wood. haha. got hearts from del n drea. andrea ah. save paper. her heart was for 3 pple. haha. nvm. i dunno how to say. and got a necklace frm qibin(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town after sch wif huiling. nono. went to newton. met john. den went to town together. metqibin. met jiayi. met santos. jiayi and santos went out on their own. ling john qibin and i walked tog. saw drea beaver kristal fanny clara outside crystal jade. talked to them for a while. JERRRR!!! I NEED TO TALK TO U! ***e**y **o. arghhh. haha. kayy. ermshh. after talking. went off. fanny din give me flower! haha. its ohkay. haha. errrrrr. huiling and john went their own way. den qb and i went our own wayy. walked to lido. saw jolynn and yimkuan. and ex sec4girl. yeahh. kaee. ermshhh. got tics for aviator. the show dem draggy. there was this HIGHLY ANNOYING WOMAN SITTING NXT TO ME. omg. i could have killed her. everyone got so pissed at her. someone went to tell the pple tearing the tix. and security guard came also. she kept flinging her plastic bag. den rub it. VERY NOISY! she dem weird. for dem long. she was nxt to me somemore. pple kept staring at her. dem annoying man she. mad one. seriously mad one. like seriously seriously. kay. u got my pt. at the end of the movie she suddenly shouted oy when pple were leaving the theatre. everyone was talking about her. i was so freaked out i din really noe wad was going on in the movie. den the movie sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo looooooooonnnnngggggggggggg. haha. we watched 345 movie. ended at like 630. zzzzzzzzzzzz. sha messaged during movie. huiling called. jie smsed. jer smsed. hahaha. yeahh. went home. bought calling card. the fella sold it to me at 9bucks when its supposed to be 10. haha. yeahh. oh. i was quite late todae. like i was at eunos mrt at 650?! haha. so i took mrt to bugis den took a cab to sch. 4 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my chem. how cool is that. i so din study for it la. but i failed my wazzatcalled?amath. failed emath also. my math dying. i dun like math. lsj got problem. she keep picking on ahmad. so annoying. kay. i gotta go eat. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110838371320194504?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110838371320194504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110838371320194504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110838371320194504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110838371320194504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110830038967917493</id><published>2005-02-13T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:13:09.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pics are up! half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * FEATHER WORECASTER! haha says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/272775746ZKCqHg"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/272775746ZKCqHg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ h ] u a a a * FEATHER WORECASTER! haha says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/272782646RDllPG"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/272782646RDllPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110830038967917493?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110830038967917493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110830038967917493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110830038967917493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110830038967917493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/pics-are-up-half-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110829200599583640</id><published>2005-02-13T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:53:25.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyhey. i haven't updated for a week. haha. kae. lets try and recap kaee. i have really bad memory so pls dun blame me for missing details. some pple like the missing details cos they think i'm very lorsor.     *lets stare at andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. kay. i dunno wad happened on mondae. oh. i noe. i met sha at monkshill. met her fren gillian as well. den went to town. met jer colin gen huiling fanny. gen left shortly after. SHE DIN DARE TALK TO ****EEEEE. haha. den she called us so that we can talk to her so she dun have to talk to him. haha. yeahh. kae. den jer sent colin off. i left huiling and fanny shortly after to meet jer again. did our nails. stayed there for 2 hrs!? wth. haha. den cos was too late. jer had to rush to go meet colin. and leave me alll aloneee. and that was the 2nd last time i saw her. haha. i met her again later that night to pass some stuff to her(: for a short 3 min? round there la. ya. dat was the last time i met her =( ya. packed. my mum was being a big bitch that night. so pissed offfff. haha. so pissed that i actually cried. bahh. haha. yeahh. kae. nxt dae. woke up at 10. that was when sch was suppose to end. haha. there was NO JAM! haha. so we were all very happyy. reached kl before dinner time. sat arnd. i dunno wad i did. gambled abit at nite. i just remember that i owe my cousin money. then again. her sister owes me more. so yeahh. she can help me return. haha. yeahh. kae. nxt dae. wed. 1st day of cny. got angpows. my dad went mad. gave me alot. haha. then went to my da yi's place. ate ate ate ate ate. went to putrajaya. DEM NICE! pics will be uploaded soon. then went back for dinner. they me, lili, huiee. zhiden, eden,mingyew went out to play basketball. haha. like at 11+ rnd 12. mosquitoes were feeeedin on me. bahh. haha. yeahh. played for a while. was way too dark so we decided to go home. showered. the gurls sat down to chatt.&lt;br /&gt;thurs. 2nd day of cny.i seriously cannot remember wad we did. ohhhh. went to visit my aunties on my dad's side. 2 of them. the other one in jb. haven't visited yet. ya. had lunch at one auntie's place den later had tea at the other auntie's place. nicholas wasn't there. so just hung arnd wif cheryl. was so blardee hottt. ate so much i almost died. den went back to my uncle's place. food smelled soooooooooooooo goood. but i was way too full for food. so just ate abit. yeahh. later that night, tired to go shopping at sunway pyramid. went wif xiaoyi, lingling, lili, jie, brenda, huiee. we were all like "OH NO!!!" when brenda came along. she is a pain man. she kept clinging on to me. em. barely anything was open so din really shop. went home.&lt;br /&gt;3rd day of cny. i have no idea wad i did in the day. but at night. i went bowling and went to play pool wif my sister, huiee, huili, zhi den, e den. we were really suckyy. so bad that I got highest for first game. haha. 2nd one i got 2nd highest. dun ask for score. very embarassing. haha. ya. went to play pool. my sister was teaching me. i cannot remember how to play. haha. ya. den the 2 dengs went archery-ing. haha. i dunno wad its called la. ya. den we called huiling and she came down to fetch us. huiling not my fren huiling but my cousin huiling. ya. kae. den ermshhhhhhhhhh. went home. shower. dunno wad happened. oh. huiling's frens came over. huiee's one also. ya. den erm. they gambled. i watched.&lt;br /&gt;4th day of cny.went sunway lagoonnn!!! hahaha. i dun think i got darker. but i dun really care. went wif the same pple minus my sister plus xiao yi zang his kids. yeahh. quite funn. spent the whole day there. den went out for dinner wif everyone. my sis was wif glenda so she din go. den we went home. adults had karaoke session like all the other nights minus the 3rd day of cny. they very noisy. haha. ya. i dunno wad i did leh. oh. sat down and gossip wif my cousins. there was war going on in the next house. my other uncle's house. haha. huiling was keeping us updated. i have the cutest lil cousins ever. haha. u will noe why after i upload my pics. i loveeeeee darrennnn! he's the onli darren so far that i like. haha. he kissed me 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae. went down to malacca. wif my 4th uncle's wife and darren and my 3rd uncle's wife. they wanted to come down to singapore. ya. we ate chicken rice balls. had CHENDOL!!!!! ya. den there was a jam leading to the northsouth highway. omg. zzzzzzzzzzzz. and the car so crowded. i could have died. kae. dadadadaddadada. i didn't really sleep cos i was sitting in a uncomfortable position. yeahh. i slept at like 3 the other nite and woke up at 9 yesterdae so omg. i really almost died. yeahh. drove all the way. went to 2nd link. expected it to be jammed. and it was. was soooooooooooooooo angry cos that made me late. and i cldn't send jer off. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. yeahh. got home. rest awhile. den went to east coast to look for my 3rd auntie's sisters and brothers. makan there. ate so much i could just die. came home. shower. pack. slepttt.  haha. i wanna go bac to kl during march hols. bahhh. kae. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110829200599583640?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110829200599583640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110829200599583640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110829200599583640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110829200599583640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/heyheyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110761884129542255</id><published>2005-02-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:54:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay. lets continue. i dunno where i ended off just now. everyones ignoring me. i very friendly todae lorrr. i cannot stand it. usually i do flag day i wont say have a nice dae. todae i say leh. wth. den i talk to jesse on msn todae. he being mean. he din say bye when he went offline. den he came back. i talk to him. he ignore me. del not answering me. grrrrrrrrrrrr. qibin watching tv. if none of them reply by the time i finish this, i'm gonna go off and do my work. i have so dem alot of workk. kae. errr. i got new channels for scv. my sports channels are like gONE! bahhhh. sobbsss. i got disney channel now. haha. wheee. no playhouse disney though. haha. but i dun really need it. den we have discovery travel and living or smth liddat. 2 new chinese channels i think. got one cantonese channel. i shall learn how to speak cantonese. den i can go hk. haha. but then again. if i can speak cantonese. i have to keep on talking to that freaking annoying spoilt cousin of mine. grrrrrr. lets not talk about him.  feel the rain on ur skin. no one else can feel it for u. onli u can let it in. no one else. no one else. can speak the words on ur lips. drench urself in words unspoken. live ur life wif arms wide open. todae is, where ur bk begins, the rest is still unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. this week din start off very well. reallyy. thank god for jer. shit. very les. but yeahh. seriously. thank god for jer. and gen and del and huiling. beaver's useless. no feelings one. thanks for making me happier and helped me forget bout unhappy stuff. but everythings gd already((: yeahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiru say my face frm p1 until now nv change leh. haha. she very prettttyyyy now. haha. xueling lost weightttt. we were all frm the same class in p1. aha. tweetyy birddd. tsk jer. bye pple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110761884129542255?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110761884129542255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110761884129542255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110761884129542255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110761884129542255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110761216877673374</id><published>2005-02-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T22:02:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't came online in like a million years and apparently no one misses meee! haha. i have been jer-ing alott. pple scared we les! HAHAHA. thats like the funniest joke ever. kae. i dunno where to start. school has been ohkayyy. first FULL week of school since i got well(: haha. i cant believe i lived tru it. i really dunno where to start frm. lets start wif todae since its still fresh. haha. kae. the thing on my head now is the FLATTENED rat and dead bird cos i just told kor about it. haha. kayy. see. todae had cip. i woke up late. dad sent me there. collected my tin at 930. the pple there dem irritating. give black face. del was being irritating tooo! she kept saying she wanna go home. so i told her we walk to newton mrt den she go home. so we started walking. we walked from kap to serene den had a drink den continued walking. den stopped at balmoral again. on the way there, near beaver's house. we saw a dead birdd. bleahhs. den del started telling me bout dead frog. haha. ya. we talk about alot of shite todae. yeahh. den ermsh. got to balmoral. del got a drink. i was RED u know. i never see me so red b4. dem cool. sad thing is that onli del saw it. haha. oh. and andrea's sister. adelia? the eldest one. ya. she cld remember my name leh. i cannot remember hers. haha. ya. den continued to walk to newton mrt. den cldn't decide on where to go. dunno how. den i just got on the same train as del. i was planning to take it all the way to wazzatplacecalled?jurong east. ya. den take back to newton. den jer told me she was on her way to newton when the train was leaving yck. so i got off at khatib. told colin to donate. haha. he brought 10 coins cos jer told him to. haha. yeahh. den i gave him 8 pages of stickers. haha. and i kept one full page and about 30 more stickers. we were given 450 stickers. MADDNESS. yeahh. kae. wadever. took train backk. met jer xueling and meiru at cairnhill cc. saw cc there. haha. yeahh.  we sat down there for really long wif xuelings fren. oh saw jonathan there as well. but i din noe it was him till later. went back to kap. the pple there dem irritating. i cannot stand it. we ate there. sat there to talk till 4. den went home. while walking him saw a dead RAT on the road. like where car zoom by? ya. it was FLATTENED. the tail was like gross.i  was dem disgusted. but was really amused as well. haha. yeahh. kaee. lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer and i are not les. will not be les. dun worryy. hahahahaha. we have been spending alot of time wif each other recently. quite alot la. haha. we bought password journal. HOW COOL ARE WE?! haha. sry. we're really young at heartt. haha. we went toys r us to find. we wanted to get tamagotchi also. i realised i dunno how to spell. haha. yeahh. wadever. toysrus is like amusing. so nice. so many new toys. we got so darn jealous. we played wif the micro microwave. haha. really funn. haha. kayy. she came over the other dae. we were screwing and unscrewing. literally. i update later. watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110761216877673374?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110761216877673374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110761216877673374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110761216877673374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110761216877673374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-havent-came-online-in-like-million.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110724535303918416</id><published>2005-02-01T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:09:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes. guess WHOOOOOO stole my eraser? DELPHINE KENG! tskkkk. hahahahahahahahahaha. ya. she dropped hers on the floor a while later and tot it was lost. i was so happyy. haha. she got a taste of her own medicine. hahaha. kayy. jokingg. tt was one of the funny things. i kept going on and on about me stealing my sister's eraser den she'll go to work and steal someone's one and that person will take another person's one. u get the pic. hahaha. kay.bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110724535303918416?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110724535303918416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110724535303918416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110724535303918416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110724535303918416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110724511064209602</id><published>2005-02-01T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:05:10.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. heyyy. haven't been updating. yesterdae was really funn? haha. minus tuition partt. i already used up all my energy so tuition felt really draggy. like i dunno how to describe. it was just suckkyy. yesterdae was really laughyy. del and i were like laffing all the way tru school. haha. i wish i cld remember wad we were laffing about. but i cant. i onli remember the part where we were doing our work after laffing. den del suddenly stop and she wanted to ask me a question so she moved towards me so i became childish and covered my work. hahaha. cos i tot she wanted to copy. haha. even if she did i wouldnt care la. but i was in this weird state of mind yesterdae. haha. kayy. chinese test was ohkayy. i knew all the tian xie han zi. yeahh. err. the other section i knew abit. i very lazy type. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((((((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110724511064209602?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110724511064209602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110724511064209602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110724511064209602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110724511064209602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110698634621239056</id><published>2005-01-29T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:01:10.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOST MY ERASER with the casing!! OMG! it has been with me since pri i dunno wad lor. got feelings one lehhh. hahaha. screw the person who stole it. haha. shall go back to sch and ask who took it. haha. yeahh. hope i can get it bacc. i lost all my do homework mood aft i realised i lost my eraser. hahahaha. kay. it was just an excuse la. but heyy. i'm really very sad bout it kayyy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. i FINALLY went bac to sch yesterdae. hahahaha. i could have died when i got to 3rd floor. bleahhs. had a smmmmaaaalllll attack. haha. estelle was being noisy. i got warned for my ear. cant blame them. forgot to take it outt. so bleahhs =x haha. yeahh. kayy. school was alrite. DEM DEM DEM SLACKKK! i love day 10. esp when ms beh's not there! hahahaha. this soooo rawks. onli proper lessons we had were eng and lit. how shiok was that. and sch ended at 1250. can u beat thattt? yesterdae rawked like madd. kayy. last lesson was proj wrk. so we all sat arnd and bullshitt. haha. kinda funn. phadec! haha. &lt;strong&gt;p&lt;/strong&gt;hae &lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;ua &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;manda &lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;el &lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;laine &lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;harlotte. hahaha. sounds like fadex rightt? hahaha. we're coooool(: haha. del kept going on and on and on and on about peanut butter sandwiches. tskkk. haha. den we kept counting down till school end. hahaha. and we were like cheering when sch ended. haha. super funn. yest was sooooooooo slackk so during lessons del and i were like gossiping and catching up with each other(: haha. delll. cannot tell yett. we must think of a wayy out kayy. ya. anywayy. aft sch. we went to town. and this man was so irritating. he stopped us and straigh away ask us for our name la. tskkk. and den made us donate for some uglyyyyy keychain. i was so wishing the mrt guy cld help us. i kept giving him the pitiful look. haha. den the fella asked for our email add?! den he told us we had to pay 5 bucks for UGLY keychains. some antidrug thing. more like scams to get moneyy rightt? arghh. den he wanted us to each buy one. den i was like we pay half each. wait i cont later. bye. kayy. i'm backk. ya. so in the end each of us paid half eachh. yeapp. den we walked. went to forever21. saw some nice stuff but haven't got into the shopping mood so din really bother looking. shall go again tmr(: kay. den went fox. del went to try on some jeans. jer came. den jer and i just talked. den this woman in the changing rm asked del to help her get another size shirtt. den del told us to help. we were like WTH?! haha. but we did la. jer did. i didnt. haha. jer was being SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO nicee. she helped me carry my bagg. kae. now i noe why she felt dem les. cos she help me do alot of things yest. she help me carry my bag ALL THE WAY u noe. omg. i love her so muchh. den i carried hers. yeahh. den she help me put gloss so i dun look so pale. hahah. but she not really gd at helping pple put la huh. haha. ya. den i hungry den she let me eat. onli del dun lett. haha. i was being an ass yesterdae wif my xiao long pao. will get to tt later. omg. the entry v. long liao. kay. fox. den din get anything. went topshop. tried tried tried tried stuff. i wanna get the makemelookyoungshirt(: haha. del got it. if i get it den quite les. haha. but nvmm. i dun mind lessing wif her. HAHA! jokinnn. i wont steal her frm jh(: haha. kayy. den din get anything again cos wanna look arnd first. den was surfbabe. nahh. nothing. went taka. stadium. while walking there i had to call santos to ask him meet me get his present frm jer frm me? geddit? haha. jer was apparently at home and i had to help her pass. ya. so we went stadium. santos came. jer went to hide in toilet for dem long. den gave him. i wanna get smth like the lacoste shoesss. they're ohsogorgeous! bucks also very pretty. 99. i m shure i can get similar ones at a much lower price. i shall go huntinggg. kayy. den jer came out. fastforwarddddd... taka sports section. jers shoes outofstock. so she got the red ones. impulsive one. hahaha. i was being a pain cos i kept saying that i was feeling hungry and that i wanted to eat crystaljadexiaolongpao. sorry. i din feel like spacing. haha. ya. kayy. so del was like kay we finish walking this level den go kayy? and when they were done. i was practically flyingg. haha. den walked there. one long was 3.20 for 4 paos. decided to save money so din go eat and abit retarded to go in and eat one long and zhao. they were really happy. haha. made our way down. got tako pachi. del got smth. dunno wad it was. ya. den she went to fox i ate my tako pachi. she got a pair of jeans. i'm gonna get a pair tmr(: den colin came. den we went bac to wisma. we went topshop again. del went to try. n got my lookyoungtop. i wanna get the 73bucks skirttt. its meee! haha. well. at least i tot it was me. ya. kayy. den ermshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............. oh. colin and jer got bored i think. so they went to precious thots. i knew they were there so i went up to look for them wif del without calling them to ask where they were. see. i noe them so well. haha(: yeahh. their saving for our future thing very small so dey din buy. and it wasnt called saving for our future. haha. yeahh. kae. den walked arnd. at 445. i decided that i wanted to go home alreadyy. del wanted to meet jessie and co. ya. so i was begging del to go on mon cos it has been a while since the 3 of us went out tog( delweiandi) ya. she has yet to decide if she wanna go. we were telling her the wrong direction to cine! haha. i hit jer dem hard yesterdae. i'm sooooooooooooooooo sorryyy. hahaha. super super sorryyy. haha. ya. den i went to taxi stand. and while waiting. i saw pple in a cab waving at me. it was dreafannybeaverkristal! haha. yeahh. kayy. we talked. well. the 1st 3 talked. kristal went in. saw jer. den came out den jer came out also. den colin stand at the door and beaver just abandoned her story and went over to colin so pinch his face. WTH RITE?! haha. i was dem amused. jer 'jealous' costhey like colin more. drea went over alaso. ya. den we cont talking. den jer left. den later beaver finished her stories. den they leftt. yeahh. den i went home. omg. i need to go. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110698634621239056?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110698634621239056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110698634621239056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110698634621239056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110698634621239056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-lost-my-eraser-with-casing-omg-it.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110680028349329590</id><published>2005-01-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:31:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! i lost 3 kgs! wth. omg omg omg omg. i'm like 41. thats like OMG! omg. omg omg omg omgomg.  kae. i was really bored just now so i tried scrolling from the latest entry down the the very first one and i took one min 10 secs. sry. i was boredd. haha. omg. i lost 3 kgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110680028349329590?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110680028349329590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110680028349329590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110680028349329590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110680028349329590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg-i-lost-3-kgs-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110679486517290797</id><published>2005-01-27T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T11:01:05.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyhey. as u can see. i'm feeling SUPER DUPER BORED. updated like 3 times within a morning. hahaha. kaee. here are some pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/allmed.JPG' width=463 height=223  &gt; all my medicine during this whole period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/pills.JPG' width=368 height=214  &gt;pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/coughmixtures.JPG' width=307 height=291  &gt; cough syrup. the diff type of bottle one is the yuckiest. the one i'm having now. its really gross. yuckk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/mostex.JPG' width=378 height=303  &gt; and the most expensive medicine i've ever taken. 4 bucks plus per pill.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110679486517290797?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110679486517290797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110679486517290797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110679486517290797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110679486517290797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/heyheyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110679044386892587</id><published>2005-01-27T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:47:23.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. YUCKK. i'm like highly disgustedd. yuckyuckyuckyuckyuck. i cant stand fat ugly irritating pigs who think they're freaking pretty cute wadever, then take act cute pics of themselves. highly gross. i so wan to post the foto right here so u all know why i'm so fucking disgusted. but i can't. think she can get here. and she's got frens who knows of my blogg. omg. ITS G-R-O-S-S. yuckkkkkkkkkk. omg omg omg omg. as u can all see. i just saw the most disgusting thing everrr. omg YUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! hahaha. gross gross gross gross grosssss. grosssssssssss. yuckkk. and wads more is tt she huggs..... the other gross person.. hairymonsterr. bahhhh. kae. i just lost my appetite. i shall not invade into gross pples friendster page. its grosss. yuckkk. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. sryy. another wrongg entryy. tts what happens when u're boredd. yes. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110679044386892587?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110679044386892587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110679044386892587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110679044386892587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110679044386892587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg_27.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110678938480677349</id><published>2005-01-27T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:29:44.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please do not read this entry. its uglyy. very rojakk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  yeahh. dun read. its annoyingg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh oh gosh oh goshhh. its so freaking boringgggg. i'm so bored. theres NO ONE FOR ME TO TALK TO. oh wait.. theres jer!!! hahaha. think shes still asleep. lets try calling her. kae. her hp ringing. still ringing. still ringing. still ringing. still ringing. still ringing. ringing. ringing. ringing. rigning. u have reached mailbox number 9******1. wadever. just hung up. i'm boreddddd. why she never wake up!!!!!! bahhhhh. i'm bored bored bored and i've got alot alot of phlegm. i dunno how tospell. i'm sorrry. i haven't been in sch for a weeeeeeeeeek. omg. how cool is that? i keep swearing i dunno whyy. but u dun see it cos i backspace it. hahaha. omg.  i am so sickkkk of being sickkkkkkkk. well. haven't gotten a bad attack todae yet. just minor one. so yeahh. not that badd. got an attack last nite. i had 4 attacks yest. quiet badd. yeahh. i wanna sleep. but i just woke up? ahhhhhhhhhhhh. i shall go eat my porridge. i am BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. ahhhhhhhhh...... i hope i can go out tmrr. i am so sick of my houseee. so sick of itt. lets ask jer to meet me at bugis later or smthh. nahh. there'll b sc girls. and i'm suppose to b sickk. haha. well. i am. just that i'm better now. i think. haha. aiya. i'm going back to sch tmr. my entry very ugly.  very rojakishh. dun readdddd. haha. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110678938480677349?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110678938480677349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110678938480677349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110678938480677349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110678938480677349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-do-not-read-this-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110672482163875947</id><published>2005-01-26T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:35:14.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. kae. i went to ttsh yest to see a specialist yesterdae and apparently i got pneumonia. =x haha. yeahh. oh. ttsh=tan tock seng hosp. aka sars hosp. haha. yeah. the doc gave me shit ex antibiotics. for 3 days onli. 6 tablets. 2 every morning. each tablet costs like $4++ how mad is tt? haha. yeahh. den gave me some medicine to let me get my phlem out. ya.oh yes yes yes. lets talk abt my blood test that went WAYYY WRONG. i have a big fat phobia of bloodtest now. kae. see rite. the nurse poke the needle in. den apparently my vein moved i think she just freaking stuck it into the wrong place la. ya. den she left the needle in there and tired to find the vein. so fucking pain i tell u. usually bloodtest onli like 30 secs. as in the needle in u part. but yesterdae, the needle was in me for like almost a min. or maybe a min. i totally freaked out i tell u.i almost cried la. got tears in my eyes already and almost had another attack. den another nurse came to the rescue. whao. can dieee. yeah. got my med den came home. jie was home cos she was having runnie nose so din go to work. den ermsh. went parkway wif my dad for lunch. he saw dr chan!! hahaha. the cute cute nice nice doc. yeahh. den ermshh. went home. sleptttt.woke up. dinner. had another attack. yeahh. den i dunno wad i did. i noe i watched desperate housewives on mondae. haha. quite nicee.  kae. den todae. i was like so totally ready to go bac to school when the worst attack i ever got striked. but then again. i onli started gettting these kinda things 3 days ago. haha. kay. so todae. i woke up. my mum cooked instant noodles for me cos i cannot get hungry or i'll just melt. like turn jelly and die? haha.ya. den ate. den got attack. and it didn't leave till like an hr later. i cld have died. i cried so much la. cos was very pain and tiring. and made me giddyy. den i rest. my mum took leave. den they took me to the docs again. den i was actually ohkae. den another attack. omg. so tiring. the doc was freaked out. asked my dad send me back to ttsh a&amp;e. ya. i had an attack there as well. but before i saw the doc. ttsh is so suckyyy. the a&amp;e is like outside at some freaking tent that was FREAKING HOT. like oven. i almost melted man. alot of pple there. quite alot. had to wait shit long. den i saw pple doing blood test and i freaked out 101%. haha. yeahh. lucky i din have to. the nurse was nice.(: haha. the doc looked quite cute. the eyes. den he took of the wazzatcalled?mask? thing and gosh. he looks quite badd. haha. he never shave. tskkk. very uglyy. haha. the eyes made him look cutteeeee. haha. yeahh. he gave me more med and went to get den went home wif my mum. dad had to rush bac to work. feel so bad for making them so worried. bahhh. kae. here are some fotos. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-12/916362/bloodtest.JPG' width=368 height=280  &gt; bloodtestgonewrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/mcs.JPG' width=338 height=262  &gt; mcs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-12/916362/ttshmc.JPG' width=301 height=255  &gt;ttsh mc. one more to add to the collection. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/939591/jancal.JPG' width=342 height=256  &gt; my jan calender. quite packed.but u cant see. cos its the end part tts packed. i only started writing on this one after the first wk. my mums bdae not even written there. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110672482163875947?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110672482163875947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110672482163875947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110672482163875947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110672482163875947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110654463705062045</id><published>2005-01-24T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T13:30:37.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kae. lets talk. about yesterdae first la. kae. went for lunch at some jap restaurant at CBD area. so frigging quiett. haha. yeahh.. foood was hohummish. yeahh. den after that i went to CHINATOWN*rolls eyes*. in dark blue LONG SLEEVED SHIRT. *rolls eyes again*. yes. i bet u're rolling ur eyes too. del. i trying to stop rolling my eyes but i cant help it. haha. yeahh. walked arnd. den i started grumbling. u would too if u were walking under the hotttttttt sunn at chinatown  with a flu. haha. kaee. den went home. my mum made chinese medicine tt was suppose to cure my cold after i perspire. talk cock one. haha. i'm still sickk. yeahh. anywayyyyyyyy. came home studied for chem. came online. smsed. talked to jer. haha. yeahh.u noe i haven't met her in about 2 weeks? how sad ritee? oh mann. haha. kayyy. den aiya. nutting muchh. i tot i was quite ohkae last nite alreadyy. and tot i cld go to school todae. yeahh. kaee. but well. apparently nottt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning feeling like dying jellyy. i could barely walk. i was panting like crazyy. i took half an hr to finish 2 slices of breadd. frm 630 to 7?! haha. my dad was suppose to fetch me to school. yeahh. but was wayyyyy too jellyfied. den my dad told my mum i am not in a very good condition. cannot go school. so i just stayed there pant like madd. every time i cough, i pant more. its reallyy tiring la. ya. haii. as i'm typing i'm panting. yess. kaee. den at 9. dad brought me to see doc. waiting shit lonngg. cos there were quite alot of pple. i was number 7. yeahh. den doc gave me 2 day mc. asked me to go east shore hospital for xray. so yeah. went. their gowns are FREAKING BIG. goodness gracious. haha. yeahh. den waiting shitt longg again. xray onli took bout less den a min?!haha. yeahh. den paid went for prawn mee and went back again to get results. yeahh. den went back to doc's place. and the xray showed that i had slight lung infection on my right lung. so my doc got me an appointment to see some other doc at tan tock seng hosp tmr. yeahh. so i have been like doctoring since 9 to 12+ how pro. omg. i am dem arghhyy right noww. i am gonna miss out on so muchh la. oh goshh. stupid stupid stupid. why must i get this kind of shitty sickness. medicine is so frigging gross. i got all sorts of weird medicine that i never had before. bahhh. kae. i'm zhaoingg. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110654463705062045?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110654463705062045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110654463705062045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110654463705062045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110654463705062045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/kae.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110640780400487868</id><published>2005-01-22T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T23:30:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhh...i'm still feveringg! grrrr. and coughingg. bahh. i feel dem shit now. let me tell u wad i did todae kay. i shall call jer aft this cos she gave me missed call just now and i never call back. haha. whoooops. yeahh. anywayy. todae. i woke up at like 7+  around 8 den had breakfast. den i went up to clean my table and den did my work. and at about 10 plus i went to sleep. medicine made me feel jellyfied. i actually refused to sleep. but because i was turning all jellyish, i decided to sleep. yeahh. den woke up. shortly after had lunch. den i din eat my medicine cos i din wanna become jelly again. but well. i slept again. haha. den woke up. watched tv. looked arnd. saw my neighbour downstairs playing soccer wif his bro and someone else. haha. den i saw this really cute baby downstairrs. so cuteee. haha. yeahh. den shower. had dinner. watched tv all the way  till now. its annoying that simple life is like onli 30mins long. i find it amusing to watch them do things. paris like put a pot into the microwave oven and the handle like melted? haha. how amusing is that?! who the hell puts a pot into a microwave oven? ohkayy. haha. den watched tian cai go go go. yeahh. ohkae. tmrs my dads bdae. he asked me to shut up todae. so i din talk to him for half a day. well. i spent the whole day sleeping. so not surprising. yeahh. den ermsh. oh. my sister is sick toooo. haha. edwin's sick too. so she got it from edwin and i. but i din even share anything wif her. oh. we do. we share the cup we use to rinse our mouth. hahaha. but i always wash it lehh. haha. my mummy made chrysanthemum tea for me todae. haha. and she made it extra sweet for me. haha(: yeahhh. i can't wait for tmr. JAP FOOD JAP FOOD JAP FOOD!!! hahahahaha. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110640780400487868?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110640780400487868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110640780400487868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110640780400487868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110640780400487868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110632468442016409</id><published>2005-01-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:24:44.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;in a perfect world. this would never happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in a perfect wrld. u'd still be mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it makes no sense,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i could just pick up all the pieces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but to u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this means nutting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nutthing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry. i just lyk that song. haha. yeahh. tata. lazy to update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110632468442016409?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110632468442016409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110632468442016409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110632468442016409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110632468442016409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-perfect-world.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110621319689127411</id><published>2005-01-20T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:26:36.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. SCREW MRS LIM! she so din wanna let me go backk todae. 'oh. you're onli having a slight fever'. SLIGHT MY ARSE! 38.9. slight ahh. ya. anyhoww. i got to go home early. haha. daddy picked me up. went home. started reading 8days and felt like i was freeeezing even though none of the windows or aircon or anything was open/on. yeahh. aiya. went to see doc. got mc for todae. dumdeedumm. den ermshh. came home ate medicine sms slept came online. there. kaee. lets talk about yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CLASS NO LIFE ONE! del and i were the onli souls in sight cheering during mass pe. mass pe is RETARDEDDD. including mass pe, my cls had 2 pe lessons yesterdae. i cannot remember any of the cheers liao. onli the c-o,c-o n-u-t nut. partt. haha. and xinya's coconut soonngg. so our class is gonna bcome coconut cls or smth. hurr. were just talking, so i dunno why. suddenly talk about jer la. den i was telling del and beaver that jer's niece came out. den i was like putting my hands on my knees and den 'took' them out. her knees came out. haha. kae. nvm. i dunno how to sayy. but was funny. me and del started laffing. beaver just started. den val and all who were sitting opposite suddenly got the joke and started laffing. and beaver was like. funny mehh? tskk. she has a weird sense of humour. more evidence later. haha. kayy. den aft mass pe was omgchem. tt is wad i'm gonna call chem frm now on. mrs tsoi is making me hate herr. nxt lesson was history. we almost got into trouble. but cos ms tan din make her instructions clear yest, we din get into trouble. hehhs. oh ya. del went to sleep early so din help me print my essay. den rightt. yesterdae. everywhere i turn, i saw ms wee. omg. so scaryy. within the first 2 lessons i saw her like 7 or 8 timess. haha. den told her tt del din help me print so i got extention.anw. chem sucksss. i hate chemmm. lardeedumm. den was pe. some substitute tcher came in. ms lee was gone? haha. dunnoduncare. del pulled her muscle. dey were walking towards me. del was like i pull my muscle. i'm going home. wanna go staff rm wif me? den beaver was laffing. so i was like. liar liar liar. den they sat down wif me. den del was like ya. really. i pull my muscle. den beaver laffffffff for very long again. see... not funny right? and because beaver was laffing. i tot del was lying la. but she did pull her muscle. beaver was laffing just cos del's pulled muscle leg looked longer then the normal one. told u she got weird sense of humour. yeahh. my fever is not gonee. bahhhhhh. i'm irritated. anw. den was recess. i was being weirdd. haha. i ate frm yong tau foo stall when i cld have eaten meepok cos we came out earlyy. yeahh. kaee. den ermshhhhhh. talk talk talk. went back to cls abit latee. amath. was lostttt. haha. yeahh. den was rap lesson. went for historyy. den after that. while walkin back to cls. natascha shouted up asking us to hurry. and beaver and i were like ??? = us? haha. yeahh. had some orange dunno wad shitt talk. ix is 9 in roman numerals rightt? how do u make it 6 wif one stroke? think about. there are 2 wayyss. i got the 2nd one rightt. haha. del got first one right(: yeahh. den ermshh. i think i went home? ya. me and beaver walked tog. she walked straight. i went bus stop. yeahh. den came home. studiedddd until 12. yeahh. and it wasn't put to use. bahh. so shittt. del was lame yesterdae. hahahaha. think about it tooo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't view diaryland bloggs. bahh. hope i can still go out tmrrrr. i wanna go out out out out out out outtttt. bahhh. kae. tas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110621319689127411?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110621319689127411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110621319689127411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110621319689127411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110621319689127411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg_20.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110595314490986096</id><published>2005-01-17T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T17:12:24.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzzzzzzz. quite sleepyy. those painters not here yett.  haii. kaee. todayy was quite badd. first.my zidu. omg. so gonna die. i dunno anything for my nei rong partt. den we had this close passage test. i onli had like 4/10 haha. sad case. oh. first lesson chem. somehow, mrs tsoi just loves calling my name and making me answer questionss. grrr. just cos she noes me duzzen mean she have to keep calling me rightt. she noes alot of other pple as well lorr. grrr. kayy. den we had double english todae. and guess wad. we had a compre test. WOW. *rolls eyes* del like so fell asleep half way? haha. den ms wee woke her up. i tot she finished lahh. haha. she was too tired. beaver was the last to finish. all of us were watching her do. haha. yeahhh. i forgot that ms beh switched lessons wif wadshername..ms tan. ya. so i forgot to bring my history txt. so did many others. haha. she brought us some hist books to readd. me and minru got idiot's guide. hahaha. we were like so she calling us idiots ah? haha. yeahh. del walked outt wif me. was on the fone wif jer huiling and all. they dem rubbishhhh. tskkk. haha. yeahhh. den met qibin. del was like. omg. he so tall and skinny. den she left. oh ya. SHE DUN WANNA LET ME READ HER MESSAGES! i bet she hid them somewhere. hahahaha. grrrrrrrr. i shall find it. hahaha. del is mean. meanieee. anw. tell me wad happened kayy? hope nothing badd happened. and i dun think anything badd happened la. cos otherwise ur dad will noe one(= i am still 'angry' cos u din let me see ur fone. but haha. i'm nicee(: hahaha. den del leftt. den suddenly yousian appeared. i asked him to wait. i called gen. and they were all screaming. hahaha. GENNNN!!! tskkkk. hahahaha.  he was like why they keep screaming. tskkkk. there were still in school. cos gen din finish her work. tskk. had beaver huiling fanny stay wif her la. tskkkk. haha. ya. anw. after tt went bugis makan and went homee. yuppp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. why must they call it newsweek and not newsyear? -del on newsweek. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yess. todae we had this lame shit talk by this nus guy. zzzzzzzzzz. theory= tearly. secondary sch= second sch. reality=realty. nescafe= nes caf. hahahahaha. alot mroe la. we were all laffing like madd. den estelle kept hitting me to ask me to stop laffing and there she was laffing her ass off. she had to bite her hand to stop her frm alffingg. tskkkk. hahaha.  i very long never typed detailed entries liao. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for thurrrssssss. i'm going out out out. gonna watch my brother wif jer huiling and co. i dunno whos going. but wadever. i feel like coffee clubbing. haha. oh wells. i'm zhaoing. tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110595314490986096?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110595314490986096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110595314490986096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110595314490986096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110595314490986096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/zzzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110581300398849594</id><published>2005-01-16T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T02:16:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i so cannot concentrate!! arghhh. onli 190 words. i have like at leave 1010 more words to go?! screw commonwealth essayy. i have like hell alot of homework. zzzzzzzz. and i'm gonna die for zi du with or without the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to sayy. sorryy. i lost my interest in updatingg. haha. yeahh. think i'm gonna sleep soon. its like 213. &lt;em&gt;zzzzzzzz&lt;/em&gt;. kae. actually i'm not really tired. just bored. yeahh. haii. ah well. taz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110581300398849594?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110581300398849594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110581300398849594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110581300398849594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110581300398849594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg_16.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110566825906529358</id><published>2005-01-14T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T10:04:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can 45 pple gimme 10 bucks each? hahaha. den i can get a zen micro! haha. i noe its not 450 onli. but due to some connections. i can get it slightlyy cheaper. haha. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in school cos got mc cos got fluu. meetin jer later. shes still asleep. zzzzzzz. i'm feeling kinda tired but i just carnt fall bacc to sleep =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. had weird dream this morning. super lame. i shall share it wif jer later on. haha. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;delll! sorryyy!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110566825906529358?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110566825906529358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110566825906529358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110566825906529358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110566825906529358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/can-45-pple-gimme-10-bucks-each-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110559591220191038</id><published>2005-01-13T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T13:58:32.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>si jeraldine. ask stupid question. why ur hand so long. tskkk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. how freaking cute is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-12/916362/absolutkurant.JPG' width=354 height=272  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like onli 10 cm tall. haha. joshua will like this man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae. todae. i left school at 1230.cos i was feeling kinda sick. could barely concentrate todae. had double chem todae. omg. so boringgg. was so super freaking tired. i used like 6 packets of tissue todae. is that pro or is that pro? i am finishing my 7th one. i brought 2 packets. got one from del one from beaver and one frm min ru and i bought 2 more packets. ms tan asked me to go home. alot of pple wanted to escort me down. haha. wanna run away frm lesson. hurr. beaver walked wif me in the end.samantha went home too. when i went back to class to get my stuff, del was giving me that grrr..i wanna kill u look. haha. sorry dell!!! haha. everyone was asking me to go home! haha. yeahh. omg. i very tireddd. i'm gonna go sleep soon. very lazy ta update. haha. yeahh. oh. i was so tired and bored during chem i started to peel my nail? i dunno wad its called la. ya. we got new lit teacher. ms oh. she remember my name liao. zzz. haha. mrs low going away for some course or smth liddat until may. yeapps. kae. i really cannot take it liao. shall go sleep. zaijiann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110559591220191038?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110559591220191038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110559591220191038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110559591220191038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110559591220191038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/si-jeraldine.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110552600745657977</id><published>2005-01-12T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T18:33:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't been updating. sian la. ya. haha. had double eyelid the whole of todae due to lack of sleep. zzzzz. yeahh. not going obs. wheeeeeeeee. so i have like 5days off school one week of school and den its march hols. how shiok is that? beaver counted and we onli have 13 days of school in march. for those of us who are not going obs that is. haha. wheeeeeeeeeee. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae and todae was full of shitt. del and i were being so freaking lame.look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-12/916362/flowerpower.JPG' width=409 height=317  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and if u cant see wad it says, it says pls water and take gd care an arrow pointing to the flower she drew. nxt to the flower it says flower power. den she wrote del was here. lesson going to end soon.ahahaha.  still got amath...ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeahh. i wrote on her hand oso. but messier. we were bored during chinese u see. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-12/916362/eyelid.JPG' width=272 height=225  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye todae. zzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nurse at kk was asking me about my hand. shes really nicee. haha. yeahh. alot of pple were trying to read. my dad included. haha. yeahh. kaypos. haha. k. i really dun feel like updating. my life very exciting lately. haha. quite la. but i dun feel like typing. haha. lazyyy. got alot of work. so i shall zhao now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw commonwealth essayy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110552600745657977?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110552600745657977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110552600745657977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110552600745657977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110552600745657977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110526800723048024</id><published>2005-01-09T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T18:53:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"a love that will last"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a little of something more&lt;br /&gt;Dont want the middle or the one before&lt;br /&gt;I don't desire a complicated past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat that you love me, say I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Don't kiss and hug me, and then try to run&lt;br /&gt;I dont do drama, my tears dont fall fast&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont want just a memory, give me forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't even think about saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz I just want one love to be enough&lt;br /&gt;And remain in my heart till i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call me romantic, i guess that is so&lt;br /&gt;Theres something more that you oughta know&lt;br /&gt;No I'll never leave you, so dont even ask&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last...Forever&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want just a memory, give me forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't even think about saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I just want one love to be enough&lt;br /&gt;And remain in my heart till i die&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres just a little, more that i need (more that I need)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share all, the air that you'll breathe&lt;br /&gt;Im not the kind of girl to complicate the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a love that will last..forever&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last...always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want a love that will last&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/6571122-110526800723048024?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110526800723048024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110526800723048024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110526800723048024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110526800723048024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/love-that-will-last-i-want-little-of.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110524580947636699</id><published>2005-01-09T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T12:43:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. the song is for someone. hope he reads the whole thingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. yesterdae sucked so badly. whole family moodswinging. my mum angry at dad, den he also angry at her. den whole day black face den very shite la. den they fucking vent all the anger on me. fuckit la. ya. wadever. lets not talk about it. suckkksss. kae. so we went to town in the morning aft. breakfast. went lgm for meeting. that fella won't let us sell our unit in gold coast. wad shitt. and wads more they wan to cheat more money frm us.  very irritating. my mum got very irritated. i almost fell asleep listening to them talk. yeahh. pple. if some pple go up to ur parents ask them to scratch smth and if they 'win the big prize' and the pple ask them to go up to their office and tell them they pay this amt of money and they will have a unit in wadever place forever and ever kind of thing. its a scam. they freaking cheat ur money! haha. kae. i also dun really noe wads happening. all i know is that they're doing all sort of things to cheat pples moneyy. haha. yeahh. kae. anw. after that we had lunch. wanted to eat at crystal jade but toooooooooo many pple. yeahh. den ermshhh. we ate at taka foodcourt? sucks la. whole family hated it. food not nice so many pple. pple just sit down when they see seats. dun even ask. tskkk. yeahh. den later we walked arnd. wanted to go zara sale but my dad din wan. so wadever. kaee. later headed to tiong bahru and FINALLY GOT MY BOOK. omg. screw populars. all of them dun have except the one in tiong bahru.wth. stupid sch. make us use that bk. make me look for it for so freakin long.den ermshh. we went to osim hq. they were having 'warehouse sale'. there was apparently a queue in the morning. haha. osim's my sister's client. yeahh. so we know bout it. stayed there for very longg. and we got a new imedic! haha. wheeee. its like i dunno how much cheaper den isymphonic. and onli diff is that isymphonic has music. wth rite. and u know the price of imedic went down by a thousand odd?! it was like 4980 and we got it for 3000 smth. i cannot remember how much. yeahh. my parents wanted to buy isqueeze as well. den dunno wad happened la. ya. can't wait for it. its coming next sat. yeahhh. haha. so cooool. at that pt of time all the moodswings went poof. and they all came back later. my mum was being a total pain in the arse yesterdae. grrr. haha. ah well. finished all my math hw. and i think emath assignment2 question e got problem. haha. ahh well. kae. i'm gonna go. so boreddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaijiannn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110524580947636699?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110524580947636699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110524580947636699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110524580947636699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110524580947636699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110524513748334197</id><published>2005-01-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T12:32:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thank You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought that I could always count on you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought that nothing could become between us two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We said as long as we would stick together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We’d be alright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We’d be ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I was stupid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you broke me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah!I wonder why it always has to hurt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every lesson that you have to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won’t forget what you did to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How you showed me things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I’d never seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I was stupid, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you broke me down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your friendship the good times we had you can have them back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the tables turn again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’ll remember me my friend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’ll be wishing I was there for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll be the one you’ll miss the most,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you’ll only find my ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’ll wonder why, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re all alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for lying to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for all the times you let me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; for lying to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thank you, your friendship &lt;strong&gt;you can have it back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110524513748334197?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110524513748334197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110524513748334197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110524513748334197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110524513748334197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/thank-youi-thought-that-i-could-always.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110508367926842268</id><published>2005-01-07T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T15:41:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone miss meeee? haven't updated the wholeeee week. hahaha. kae. 1st 2 days of sch was spent gossiping wif gen beaver huiling. and sometimes char and drea. was really funn. like seriously talked the whole dayyy. since like 9 till after school we go out still talking. hahahaha. so cool ryte. 2 days somemore. hahaha. wad did i do after school on tues ah? ohhh. my mums bdae. and i got alot of things. haha. newpencilcase. new waterbottle. 2cds!!!! haha. gen got a ripcurl notebook. yeappps.  we met mel at heeren's mambo. den she followed us to cine. i bought 4 pieces of brownies for my mum's bdae. yeahhh. den ate ice cream there. den mel leftt. den i went to get my cds and water bottle. yeahhh. i got ashlee's and wazzatcalled? simple plan. not really nice. ashlee's is NICEEEE! haha. yeahh. jer bought britney's greatest. and its like spoilt alreadyyy. dunno how to treat her cd wif caree. tskkk. haha. yeahhh. wed had stoopid libraryy. so boring. no soul one. library is like bigger now. cooler. abit weird also. yeahhh. den ermshhh? ohh. met qibin at bus stop. he went lavender i went home. that was the first day of studies. zzzzzzzzzz. was alrite cos non of the teachers except for pe went straight into lesson. took ht and wt. nutting changed. zzzzz =( haha. i wanna grow tallerrrrrrrrrrrrrr. haha. yeahhh. feel so shorttt. den yesterdae.. was yet another boring daee. i was soooooooooooooooooooooooo tired during historyy. den after that was even worse. i was like sleepwalkingg. zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. i could have died la. den went town somemore. ahhhh. sat in yoshi for about 2 hrs? haha. oh. went town wif gen and beaver to meet jer qibin and yousian. yeahhh. was soooooooooooooooo tireddd. i cldn't do my work. zzzzzz. haha. yeahhh. talk talk talk. laff laff laff. e**ieeeeeee was being an asssssss. arghhh. ya. den later all of them disappeared. ys went i duno where the rest went to buy fries frm ljs den send gen off so was just me and qibin. den later ys came back den he saw that was just qibin and me den he went out again. =\ haha. den later he came back and den pack his stuf and left. his handwriting very nice for a guy's. reallyy. haha.  jerbeaver came back wif OMG! GOT CUTE JAP GUYS! so i went wif them too see. they very offfffffff. dey made it so freaking obvious that they tot the guys were cute la. they walk pass dem alot den kept laffing. omg. they lafffffffffffffffffffffffffff until face all red. i felt so maluated. so freakin obviouss. hahaha. but oh wellls. haha. not long after we left. walked to wisma to help beaver find bagg. she wanted to get my bagg. haha. yeah. no more. den later we went home. superrr tireddd. yeahhh. todaeeeee. school was ohkae. school ended earlyy! I LOVE FRIDAYSSS! hahahaha.yeahh. last lesson was lit lecture. zzzzzzzz. i dun like tina neoh. i hate sitting right infront of her. why must co sit in front. grrrr. ya. den i had a screwed tableee. grrrr. and del was geoging. den later school ended. wheeeeeeeeeee. haha. den went back to cls. me beaver char were first 3 to get backk. den atan was there. den i greeted her. she ask me out to talk to her. den she ask me if i can follow her lesson. she ask me if she ask me this how far do u agree question, how i ans den i told her lor. den she was like good good. den ask who taught me last yr. yeahh. haha. den she send me backk. she keep picking on meeeeeeeeeeeee. and hor. i quit guides yes. but i see her i always greet one. i greet everyone kaee. i greet cleaner also lor. den i never see her at carpark wif alot of bags b4. i dun even walk pass the bloody  carparkk. grrr. haha. yeahh. wadever. went for popiah wif jolynn aft school (= wheeeeeeeee. haven't eaten in like a billion yrs. but somehow its not as nice liaoo. yeahh. took bus wif gen also. haha. yeahh. den saw andreachow at ntuc. den jolynn had some stupid idea. we pretended to shop. den took alot of rubbish. took like blardee alot of cheese and chips and maltesers. got alcohol. dogfood. diapers. haha. alot of shit la. den we put everything backk. jolynn bought maltesers and juice and i bought juice, mentos, crunchiee. haha. yeahh. den andrea continued waiting for her fren. jolynn and i went home. dumdeedum. yeahh. gonna go sleep. zaijiannn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uvlyoeio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110508367926842268?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110508367926842268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110508367926842268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110508367926842268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110508367926842268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/anyone-miss-meeee-havent-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110459136886731464</id><published>2005-01-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:56:08.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. si jeraldine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tmrs sun. last dae of hols. omg! ahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;del very smart. she can figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si jeraldine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)seshiw llew ru lla rof sknaht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010105&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110459136886731464?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110459136886731464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110459136886731464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110459136886731464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110459136886731464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571122.post-110457620416880739</id><published>2005-01-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T18:43:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyy. first things first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeahh. hmmms. spent last nite wif my family at some temple place. the pple were praying for those who died during tsunami and those who are still missing and all. yeahh. the temple had some stupid countdown. haha. got home watched abit of tv and sha called. yeahh. oh yeahh, i was really pissed off yesterdae cos edwin din come for guitar lesson!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhh. hahaha. yeahh. i could have gone outt! ahhhhhhhh. now its gonna be on mondae. zzzzzz. going out on tuesdae. dumdeedumm. kae. seriously very boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae wasn't any better. stayed home and clean the house. actually i onli swept and clean the 'pebble' part. i dunno wad its called. but its freaking tiring. todae's lunch was great. laksa wif idunnowadthenameofthevegis. yeahh. haha. nice. and some chicken. had a whole bottle of hooch. well almost. yeahh. the others had white wine. tonite is gonna be just me and my dadd. mum's got a partyyy. so cool rite? and my sis is out wif edwin. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ma a vyre mitomcde rsopen. i ohep uyo ntwo ekabr ym rathe. i lerayl do. i und nwta ot eb tuhr reev giana. i do kyle oyu utb i wna seemono hatt ilwl tlas. i dunno la. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making my new yr a special one (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571122-110457620416880739?l=brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110457620416880739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6571122&amp;postID=110457620416880739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110457620416880739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571122/posts/default/110457620416880739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittlefragilegirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/heyheyy.html' title=''/><author><name>huaaa-*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
