<?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-6467278</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:55:12.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superstar</title><subtitle type='html'>be an angel, live among the stars and play on the clouds</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110828962053904057</id><published>2005-02-13T02:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T02:13:40.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110828962053904057?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>shopping trip with chin on fri and sat. quite shuang. bought a new top and skirt. damn it. spend money lyk water. arghhh. cny is coming.. and erm. yummy food. shit. i need to control. and stop eating. so i will start to stop gaining weight.,... arghhhh. yes! i shall only eat a small piece of ba kua at every house i go to. thats not alot rite. yes. hmm. erm. jia n chin are both daoing me now. i have no idea why. but jia.,.. i was sleeping!!! and i woke up at 12. then i realised tat my phone has no batt. and i replied asap liao. chin. i have no idea why u are daoing me. yes, so anyway, i m bored and i cant wait for cny to start. if only i can pon sch on mon. but i ahve chem prac. and i dun want to make up on my own next time. haiz. results comin g out soon... arghhhhh. damn it. damn near and damn fast la. i dun want. any kind soul volunteer to help me collect and call me to tell me. i dun dare go.. i'm such a coward. damn it. can we backtrack to the day after o's. when we had one whole month of schless and homeworkless days. when everyday is a play day. arghhhh. i dun want.... damn it/ this is a senseless entry. and my blog is getting so so stagnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110769024056484598?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110769024056484598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110769024056484598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110769024056484598' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110726986387668537</id><published>2005-02-01T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T06:57:43.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah. hmmm. training is not that bad after all. ahhaha. but i still sux at long runs. i am the last/ next to yamini. but thats bad cos she is sick. i'm not sick, so why am i still running so slowly???? damn bad. but it really helps alot when u listen to ur radio when u run. but just that all the songs that come out are lyk not veh nice during the time we jog. arrghhh. i want a mp3. but no money. damn it. hmm. mel... hope u r feeling much better. if u r reading this.. hahah, AH DAH LOVES YOU... oh and thanks chin... for keep encouraging me during the runs and in the game... love u babe. arghhh. hahaha. i feel so loved. but why no one tagging my blog... and youmin. hahah. i dunno ur new link. u nv tell me. and klar. notice that i have veh lil links on my blog. so just put ur name there to make it seems longer. hahahah. yes. and for the suicides and the 5m runs thingy. arghhh. think i just need to ying cheng and just complete it and try not to be the last.. arghhh. damn it. haiz. i am missing 7788. u noe i dun eeven see half of u guys now, only chin. sigh. so sad. get together soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110726986387668537?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110726986387668537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110726986387668537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110726986387668537' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110708191839282288</id><published>2005-01-30T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:45:18.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUYS ARE SUCH JERKS!!!&lt;/span&gt; how can anyone ever let them come between their friendships???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110708191839282288?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110708191839282288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110708191839282288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110708191839282288' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110674401291079691</id><published>2005-01-26T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T04:53:32.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aching all over now... argh. tomolo is killer training again. getting kind of depressed everytime i start thinking of it. and him. arghhh. why so difficult. why cant i be lyk super zai and just be damn zai in everything i do. lyk netball. and other stuff. arghhh. i'm s depressed piece of sai. and i think i lyk just affected the whole, ok. not that kua zhang. but those pple who always hang ard with me esp 7788 with my stupid depressed period. argh. thot it was that time of the mth. but i missed it. shit. been ages since i missed once, damn. anyway. sorry guys. if i been a piece of selfish ass who always drown in my sorrow and make u guys drown in mine too. i m really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHIN: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thanks for being there for me esp during training and when i have no one to pei wo. and counseling me thru msn lyk everytime. and for always sitting with me during lectures. and erm for tolerating all my bullshitness and my tehness. and my irritatingness. and i'm sorry for being so qian bian and such an asshole today. thnks girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: thanks for being the high one when i am down. thanks for toking to me on msn. thanks for being the boy crazy one so that i wont feel spas whenever i am behaving spasly. thanks for being my longest fren. i am glad that we are definitely closer now than we were last time. thank you for just being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyan was toking bout death the other day. wad she said made sense and i totally agree with her. death... wad will really happen when u die? just ceased to exist on earth anymore or u will go to heaven/hell. or will you be recarnated (however u spell it)  or wad. hopefully it will be another level. but i guess u wont rmb any stuff from ur previous lifetime. so that wont be really nice. hmm. ceasing to exist. just disappearing into thin air? doesnt sound veh exciting either. having another life. hmm. but i wouldnt want to have another new family. i love my family now. and if there is really another life time. i want to be born into my family again. ok. this is really weird. but... oh well. but i like living, tho its tong ku. but my family and 7788, u make it worth it. ok. i'm still aching. and there's training agaiin tomolo. sat's gathering is the only thing i am looking forward to at all. tho there is training before that again. sighz. i noe i always dun end off veh nicely. but well. i dunno how to. so yah. bye&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/6467278-110674401291079691?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110674401291079691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110674401291079691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110674401291079691' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110639947656080732</id><published>2005-01-22T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T05:11:16.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh. my blog is really stagnant now. hahah. blogging more on the &lt;a href="http://7788-.blogspot.com"&gt;7788&lt;/a&gt; blog now. hahah. can in if u can. :P. hahaha. yah. i realised its so fun blogging with so many pple. ahhaha. all the bitching and gossiping and guys-gawking. i noe my lit !!!! alliteration. hahah. fine. not funny. anyway. i got a new haircut. which many of u noe by now. still trying to learn how to style it nicely in the way the pro guy did for me. but so far. no matter how much gel i appiled on my hair. it still looks the same. hahahah. so. i concluded that i should just not waste my dad's gel... hmm. chin is lyk hot property among jia's og now la. all they tok about now is her!!! hahaha. sigh..the sad side of life of having such a chio fren. ahhaha. anyway. i grew fatter now!!! i'm the heaviest in class. (for the girls) YUCKS. ohhh. i got into netball. hahahah. teamates with chin, valene, ah lau!!! haha. should be quite fun for a year. then... the next yr dunno how. sigh.. i think chances of making squad this year is really slim. i will be content just to be a reserve. seriously. haiz. hmmm. OHHH. eeks got in too. haiz.. sighz. hope she dun join. ok. shall not be so mean. hmm. china n jia are lyk making progress with their guys.. hmm. envious envious. hahahah. jia you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110639947656080732?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110639947656080732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110639947656080732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110639947656080732' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110552943586437642</id><published>2005-01-12T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:30:35.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;love so divine&lt;/span&gt;... fantastic show man. ahhh. so nice. i'm in love with that show now. ahh. then there's another show coming up. a moment to remember.... looks damn sweet and nice. yah, everyone is lyk in a lovey dovey mood nowadays. hahah. esp shi ting and sijia. that stupid sijia ah. whole day zhong se qing you. ahhahah. and xy is super duper boy crazy. hahahah. ten years of feelings suddenly unleashed. hahahaha. haiz. was just thinking about it on my bed when i got stuck doing maths. i have no idea how to put it into words la, cos it just flashes by. yah. shall try to sort my thots out. ahhah. chin said all three of us are boy crazy. hmm. and yah, we have our eye candies. but i guess, eye candies are just meant to be looked at. at least to me la. i am not the kind of person who will take initiative and wadsoever. i am not the kind of girl who will erm. i dunnoe. the sort of things that girls will do when they like someone. according to chin, every girl knows how to do that. how to get the guy? maybe not everybody will succeed, but everybody will try and at least know wad to do. ahhaha. yah. nvm. just babbling over here. hahah. anyway. i think i should find myself not so chio and hot frens. arghhhhhhh. that stupid poh chin leng, and lynn and valene and everybody la ok. all so chio. ahh. make me feel so zi bei only. ahhaha. kidding la. i am honoured to have chio frens. hahaha. small eyes are good. hahaha. dun care. i must be a cool nerdette and stop being boy crazy.yes. mugging time. ahhhh. can u believe it, its lyk the third day of sch. official sch day. and the whole of rj is already so kiasu. i;m going to die of stressness already. walau, rgs oso not lyk tt lor. arghhh. and i cant do my maths tutorial..... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. stressed!!! hockey tryouts tomolo. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110552943586437642?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110552943586437642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110552943586437642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110552943586437642' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110535535453320021</id><published>2005-01-10T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T03:09:14.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. orientation is over.... ahhh. my og is erm.. well. ok lah. not much to complain abt. tho i did some serious complaining with 7788. hahaha. quite bad. but nvm. they are all nice pple. yes.. i miss 7788 muchly... i lyk ah dah when she is with 7788... i lyk that ah dah. haiz... hopefully. ah dah can remain that ah dah most of the time. meet up with steph, shi ting, chin and jia was really nice, didnt regret going. hmm.. bitch, laugh, joked, bullshit.. yah. and all the nonsense. had more fun in the few hours compared to the whole week.. laugh so so much. till i became hysterical... haahha. shi ting fren came to meet us later. hahaha. he must have thot lyk wth.. hahah. cos the rest of us just keep spouting nonsense and laughing bout nonsense stuff. hahah, then when they left, he had this huge smile on his face. hahah. he must have been rather relieved to zao from the bunch of siao cha bo. ahhaha. then met ying and chiobu with jia's eyecandy. ahhaha. which is not much of an eyecandy. ahhaha. my senior's ex, who is my current eyecandy is cuterr. ahhah. daniel is cuter than jia's eyecandy too lor. hahahah. hahaha, but i dun see mine at all lor. hahahah...lectures started. rj tchers are seriously too corny. they need to get a life man. yes. hmm. lectures are boring. didnt manage to sit with chin, but owell, my class's rather nice i think. hmm. went j8 with lynn. haha, she's such a nice girl. so gu niang. ahhaha. and she is lyk how skinny already yet she is on a diet... then met geri. pei her for a while., then met trier and ben. hahahaha. had a hysterical time at macs disturbing trier and ---. hahahah. then we saw them... hahahah. at macs. and stupid ah lau was so paiseh and shy/ aahhahahha. damn funny. then when my dad fetch me home and stopped at the red light, hahaha. --- was there. hahaha, had a really close up view of him. ahhahaha. i roughly know where he stays liao. trier, be nice to me/ hahahah, then i tell u where to stalk him. hahahahahha. yah. thats bout it.... hopefully can get to know my class better la. dun really tok to alot of pple. yah.ohhhh. 7788 is getting a blog.... can some smart pple come up with the address or somehting, and some zai pple do the template. ahahhaha. yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110535535453320021?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110535535453320021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110535535453320021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110535535453320021' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110431977460183055</id><published>2004-12-29T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T03:29:34.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i noe i said that was my last entry. yup. but since i'm in a bad mood now. and i have the xing zhi to come and blog. i shall break my word. haha. anyway. today was quite fun. prob the last 7788 outing in 2004. kbox was quite good today tho they kept complaining that they couldnt hear my voice. i DID sing lor... and u all should be glad can. spare all of u the agony of sore ears and ear damage in serious cases. hahah. anyway. found new songs today. jue jiang by mayday is really nice. hahah. and the song by william so and kit chan. cant rmb the name. haha.. ya. seriously 11-2 is too short.. not enough!!! kbox should not be so kiam and have longer hours and cheaper rates lor. but the lunch was really really yummmy. hahah. yes. then later steph left sijia left. yes. so the four of us wandered around. got a call from jia abt david yeo. trudged around. no wrong word. ran around trying to spot him. shi ting spotted him in mambo n we ran inside. haha. no la. we were not that obvious. haha. but it was quite loserly. ahhah. anyway. david yeo and his bright -oh where's my shades- orange shirt brightened up our day considerably. yes. then we went to play pool. erm... no. WATCH pple play pool. hahah. -sorry mel- :P anyway. erm. they were nice pple. hahah. i hit one ball -which of course didnt go in- and i zaoed already. sorry chin for abandoning u there. but werent u in heaven with the sex ratio? hahha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my bad moodness which is my whole reason for blogging. let me side track abit first. i dunnoe la. but this is just my own thinking and opinion. i think when lyk u make a date with ur frens and stuff to go out rite. u shld lyk clear the day for ur frens la. i dunnoe. or make it clear that u can only stay till this time. i dunnoe la. this is just my own weird way of thoughts, cos i always expect that pple will stay. haiz. nvm. back to my bad moodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom is still pissed at me for not wanting to take chinese in jc. yah. i mean chinese is impt and stuff. its my root. and i prob learn alot. then mel said that u shld take chinese then u will get into a nicer class and u can pon all the lessons. but that is not my pt lor. if i really take chinese. i wouldnt want to pon it or take it for some weird reasons. lyk not wanting certain pple in my class... i dunnoe. and its ao chinese. not say its really lao pok or wad. but its easier than hcl. and there is really no pt in taking rite? haiz. i haf no idea... yah. really having mixed ideas about sch reopening. o levels still seem so yesterday. and i really really need to open up a bit more. why am i always so weird and erm shy around pple i dunnoe... lyk today... lyk tt orientation confirm die one lor... sighz... orientation screws up, jc life will prob not be as nice as it can be cos orientation prob determines all the cliques and circles. yes. just lyk in sec one. haiz... shall not worry so much first. this is a really long entry. haiz...   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110431977460183055?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110431977460183055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110431977460183055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110431977460183055' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110407088082937060</id><published>2004-12-26T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T06:21:20.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. so the first sleepover in my sixteen years of life ended officially in lyk a few hours ago. it was really great meeting with all the 7788 people once more. and i mean ALL. really glad that xy who i didnt expect to turn up came and even stayed over. i mean i practically didnt see her since the start of o's. yah. was really happy! but then rite, i haf no idea why but there is just this shi luo gan which kept resurfacing throughout the whole thing. i haf no idea why... its prob post menstrual stress. or back to school stress or wadever. i hate that bloody feeling of insecurity. nvm. i think i should just close this blog down. i cant put all the feelings that i want to vent on this blog into words. so its rather useless.. yes. so this is prob the last one. starting to hate blogging now... bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110407088082937060?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110407088082937060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110407088082937060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110407088082937060' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110311490275998148</id><published>2004-12-15T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T04:48:22.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. this is a random entry. my life is too damn uninteresting for me to blog rite now... HI STEPH. how's ipoh and its ipoh hor fun.? hhaaha. okie, thats lame. anyway, visiting geri in hospital tomolo. poor thing, go for op then still must stay there. went out with her yest. haha, she was trying hard to help me find a skirt cos pathetic me has erm, zilch denim skirt. ahha. but i concluded that i am really not suitable for skirts, denim esp cos my legs and ass are too too huge. haha. but i saw a skirt that i lyk but its 50 bucks. no way am i going to spend so much money on one skirt now. cos i'm seriously broke. haha. anyway, i grew alot alot fatter these hols. pearlyn is going to throw up when she sees me tml... yup, i m going out with her finally!!! haha. yes, and i'm going to feel zi bei all over again when i look at her wonderful figure. haizzzzzzz. yes, thats about it... haiz.. stomach is blowing up lyk a balloon. may it burst one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110311490275998148?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110311490275998148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110311490275998148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110311490275998148' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110241752489029293</id><published>2004-12-07T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T03:05:24.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn... hols are so so so BORING... everybody is off for their hols. haiz... even m'sia is off now. nvm... haiz. will we ever run out of topics to tok about? i seriously have no idea... it seems like it now. i am so so bored. i should just go find a job in some nice air con place... can get money also lor... haiz... mel is in china, jia flying tomolo, chin the day after, shi ting and steph in m'sia, geri seems so unreachable, and xueying is MIA as always... haiz... okie, this is random, but i hate endings... sec life ending, jc life starting... new frends have to be made, new environment to get use to, wad if we drift away... okie. DAMN. my mom found out about it... hell. i am feeling too sian to blog now., and this entry might not even be saved, considering the unstable conditions of my com... damn... y am i such a boring person/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110241752489029293?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110241752489029293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110241752489029293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110241752489029293' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110165218055890000</id><published>2004-11-28T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T06:29:40.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIIII!!!!! pple... guess wad....! i met JAY CHOU in heeren today. okie. not that we met face to face and he speak to me and we went to tea together. but i saw him.... cool or cool man. hahah. it was totally unexpected. hahaha. i met JAY CHOU and i'm on cloud 9 now. hahahah. yes. i finally met him. hahaha. megasuperstar!!!! arghhhh. i hate his body guard lor. keep blocking me and waving his hands around when i want to take photo of jay.. okie. quite rude la, invading his privacy and stuff but...... i dun care... argh. i'm so in love with him... hahahah... oh. chin, thanks for being such a nice fren. u've been there for me three times already lor. i cant rmb the first time, but yah, u came and helped me get my contacts, then today u accompanied me to go look for JAY again. hahah. thks. it really mean a lot to me! hhahaha. thks for being such a good fren! I LOVE JAY CHOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110165218055890000?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110165218055890000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110165218055890000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110165218055890000' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110161426593781647</id><published>2004-11-27T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T19:57:45.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy... hahah. my blog is not stagnant lor. at least u dun see mosquito larva on my blog. hahah. okie. lame joke. haiz... i feel weird and depressed now. so far. i had two dreams about my O's. the ifrst one was me not bringing my chinese dictionary and nobody wanted to lend me. the second one was something along the lines of me running out to orchard to play halfway thru my eng paper. then returning to find that i only have lyk 1 hr to write one essay and finish the whole e maths paper... yes. not veh good sign izzit? haiz. prom was fun. but the cam totally crashed out on me. so cool. so now i only have 19 pics... kind pple. pics that got my face in it pls sent to me okioe.... thks.... erm. for more update on prom. cna visit &lt;a href="http://cheeks-.blogspot.com"&gt;chin's&lt;/a&gt; blog. hahah. long essay. quite sian... quite sick of the template liao. tho its nice shall search for new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110161426593781647?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110161426593781647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110161426593781647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110161426593781647' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-110100718149558970</id><published>2004-11-20T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T19:19:41.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy. guess wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;O's are OVER. really over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still cant believe it sometimes. i woke up this morning and realised that i dont have to sit at my table. desperately trying to cram. gan jue zhen hao. hahaha . yes and so update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. last day of o's, we went kbox. it was so cool. haha. we are quite slow la, our first time ever day. and we got such a bo hua deal. but nvm. its worth it!!! hhaha... mel can rap so zai-ly lor... hahaha. cool.&lt;br /&gt;den sat, i went gym with chin. ahhaha. work out work out!!! woo hoo. so fun. and painful. ahhaha. but nvm. i look at her. and i will feel motivated. so&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; eeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can she. hahah. ok. dun kill me... her figure lyk how nice, wear the stupid swimming costume rite. i look lyk so pregnant woman can. and she beside me only emphasize the fact. hahah. owell. nvm... den went prom shopping with her... hahah. her dress is 250 bucks!!! but super nice and pro looking. hahaha. i think she will look damn good on that day lor. POH CHIN LENG, u are sitting ALL BY URSELF on prom nite. hahahah. i m quite excited now... ahhahah... okie. going to the gym later with her again. work out.... hahahah. lose her the fats!!! hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7788!!!! stuff we must do during the hols ok...&lt;br /&gt;1) go kbox again!!! and sing till our throats die&lt;br /&gt;2)play mahjong.. hahaha. and be mahjong queens..&lt;br /&gt;3)our movie marathon.... why everybody forget about it?&lt;br /&gt;4)shop till our legs break&lt;br /&gt;5)erm... hahah. actually i dunnoe already. think pple. and organise something! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and ENG XUE YING. u better dun MIA again hor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-110100718149558970?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110100718149558970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/110100718149558970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110100718149558970' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109776232587071414</id><published>2004-10-14T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T06:58:45.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he official school year is coming to an end. hell. my sec 4 journey is coming to an end. suddenly realised that although there are many unhappy and torturous memories in rgs. there are alot of happy memories of my secondary school life that i will remember for all my life. SO, this entry is going out to my wonderful four-oh-three class. who made my sec sch esp the upper sec life so much more interesting and memorable. firstly, to the one and only 7788, you guys really really really really rock my world, love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;xueying-my longest fren. ahha. 10 years liao and counting. raelly glad that i got to know u better this year. this ncc girl who used to have this huge 'cushy' mogu cushion which was always kidnapped by me. ahhah. thanks for the cushion, it helped me sleep more comfortably in class! haha. ohh.and u r the one who is constantly remindin me that my ponytail is crooked. haha. and my obs kayaking partner. ahha. erm. really sorry. think u were the one doing most of the work. ncc and all. haha. i am a yao tiao shu nu. so veh demure one. ahhahahahhaha.hugs!&lt;br /&gt;jia-haha. popiah face. u've upgraded from kway chap to popiah. both of them are my favourite food.haha. love you girl. tho the veh first word u said to me was erm. i hated this girl called brenda in kindergarden. or something along the lines. hmm. haha. not exactly the best thing to say to someone u dunno rite. anyway.my seating partner. thanks for tolerating my pmsy mood, my crankiness and my sudden outburst of laughter. quoted from YOU. tho i totally do not agree. haha.our friendship will so not end here rite. love u and ur stone face. muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;mel-my pee di. and my fellow ex-psl. ahha. as i mention. both of us have weird habits.peeing and burping.. quite gross la hor.i will nv forget ur stupid trick of tapping my shoulders. i will so NOT fall for it anymore. so dun bother trying it on me.hahha. thks for playing hei bai pei with me when nobody want to. i wonder why. they can eat all the biscuits lor. cos i just keep losin. haha. now, we promoted to playing bingo liao. ahha. and i'm winning u. anyway. u rock. ur incredibly lame jokes and antics are just so super mel, along with ur funky hair. life will be so quiet and boring without u!ok, here we go, HEI BAI PEI!&lt;br /&gt;geri-hmm. the TALL one. yah. ahha. the girl with the carrot legs. okie. i'm quite mean. but carrots are nice! hahah. she is so so small lor... haha. and erm. mouth forever cannot shut one. if she is not talking, she will be laughing hysterically. if she aint laughing lyk a hyena, she will be busy shovelling food into her mouth lyk a tiger. make me so jealous. eat so much still so small. dun u dare forget our running date ah. haha. must jian fei. (that applies to me only). yah. u r the person who i can lyk just tok to and laugh with easily. u r a constant joy. ahha. and i had couples of stitches laughing over all the ooh-longs u made. geriloserho. i nv forget okie. or is it gerilam now? must gif me invitations for wedding okie. LOVE u..&lt;br /&gt;steph-funky hair. funky girl. funky laughter. haha. yes. went to taiwan with u and lived with u for one month! haha. thot u were quite scary at first but realised otherwise when we starting bitching about a particular "sarah" on the trip. ahaha.and we braved the island of pulau ubin and the waters of singapore together(for the first day at least) and a PERVERT who goes thru pple's underwear. hahahahha. damn freaky. yah, and i will nv forgive u for laughing in ur so high-pitch voice in my ear in the middle of the night when i was sleeping and ur cool hair tickling my face. i got temporary ear damage. ahah. but i'll still love u. ahha. haiz. will miss u muchly next year.but then we'll have more excuse to go out and meet up. ahah. keep rocking.&lt;br /&gt;chin-puthu? zhu chang? haha. okie. i am the mastermind behind those wonderful names. cos she dun have christian name. haha. zai netballer. seating partner. erm. the one with huge boobs. haha. okie. thanks for constantly reminding me that i am not worthless. that i should have more confident and that i'm not fat. haha. n u definitely brought much more joy into my laugh. with all the whisper karaoke sessions in class. all the quizs doing. all the clothes trying. and all the spas comments that u always made in class and tchers always manage to hear in class. sorry for being such a pain in the ass that day, and almost every other day. hahah. will definitely rmb u all my life when i no more teeth liao still will rmb. haha. thanks for being my punching bag in class! love you!&lt;br /&gt;shi ting-see. i'm nice. i nv spell ur name as some thing everybody have to do and the oh-so-wonderful ME who loves drawing the product. ahha.same class as u for four years liao. so poor thing rite me. haha. anyway. werent close to u in lower sec. then in sec three we suddenly become in the same clique. haha. hmmm... went to malaysia together for three days.hmm. some details of the trip are to be kept strictly confidential hor... if not i'll kill u. haha. damn it. hmm.u r lyk one of the hated all-rounders la.as much as i hate u for that. i still love u veh muchly.haha.u were always one of the more straight forward ones. and i nv regret turning to u for help an advice when i needed it. esp that time when u treated me to ur delicious bdae cake. when to get such a fren? i ask u. ahha. friends forever. tho its cliche. but i really mean it!&lt;br /&gt;hmm. thats the whole 7788 gang. love u all veh veh veh much... tho we might go into diff jc and stuff. we still must meet on every 7 AUG okie. and all the birthday months! thats a must ah... everybody rmb this date. whoever pang seh rite. i will whack uuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;ser-this super perverted girl. lian softtoy also wont fang guo wan. ahha. haiz.. i will so pity ur bf next time. and the super duper zai fencer. haha. thnks for being my toilet mate sometimes. and my walk across the street partner. tho we dun really hang out veh often. u are really one of my goodddd fren. always helping me with my work and stuff. and toking to u over msn. i will really miss u veh muchly and ur super disgusting laugh. ahha. so make sure we go into the same jc!&lt;br /&gt;trier-blusher. haha. tomata. and MCNAMMY. yes, thats my name for u... y u always blush in class... mad ah. lsy oso not there. blush for wad! ahha. aiyah. dun mug so hard can... make me so stressed. oso must find time to go out with si jian wad. u r my source of entertainment in class. with ur constant bitching bout ahem ahem. and ur turning red lyk tomato, haha. and ur infectious laughter. and ur intellectual. i will miss all of them. hopefully we will still be in the same class. and i can continue calling u MCNAMMYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;xink-lao ren. u must be the most nian qing lao ren i ever seen meh. ahha. okie. u r a zai bowler. haha. period. tho i think u got quite sick of it rite. nvm. join another cca in jc, ahah, and ur chinese is damn power one lor. madness... where got pple nowadays chinese can so power one... all the four letter four letter and the long long phrase one u can just xin shou nian lai. haha. see i noe one four letter one oso. i am zai. haha. must be gradient diffusion when i sat beside u in chinese. haha. love u veh muchly. cheerleader. vchair. bowler. captain. haiz. u are just one of those woman who just have the word ZAI printed over their foreheads. for all u noe. next time rite, u mite be the pm of singapore. ahha. zai kia&lt;br /&gt;charmaine-my chem lab partner. the damn zai one. everything oso a a a.haiz. wo wang cheng mo ji. anyway. thks for always lettin me see ur ans in chem prac. and calming my nerves b4 orals, b4 exams and stuff.u r great! then all the questions u spotted ah. damn accurate one can. love u... ahha. i will nv forget u k. esp when i look in the class pic. haha. the one where u look so hysterical. simply unforgettable! and i just love listening to u and sophia tok. ahha. so intellectual! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;shi yun-lab rat disector. haha. i was quite amazed when u just took that knife and started skinning the rat. so brave. haha... okie. enjoyed that 2 week experience with u at nus. even tho there was certain spoilers lyk getting up super early in the morning, and take a super long ride. haha. and tolerating with some pple. haha. the super zai swimmer oso. okie. chia shi yun! we still have our shopping deal okie. we haven go out yet!!! after o's... okie. lets go rj and go for all the sports cca tryouts. ahaha. den hopefully, can get into one that got frens inside. haha. did i mention that u r veh cute. and veh teng ur small bro. haha. so sweet...&lt;br /&gt;xiu wen-my physics lab partner. haha. see la, u go abandon me. then i so poor thing during bio. haha. think u r a really sweet girl. hahah. tho u always sleeping during prac. last yr la. now not so bad. hee hee. enjoyed toking to u during those exam period's. those hours in the hall were really torturous. luckily got u and those paper cranes. haha. hopefully we will get into the same jc k. then maybe we can cont to be lab partners!!! haha. if there is still such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;mindy-my talking in chinese partner in crime, haha. then we always make so much noise in class and the whole class wil lyk shh here. then 10 seconds later another shh. haiz. and lao shi always nv scold us. u noe today he was so nice to her somemore. haiz. i feel so guilty. hmmm. this girl always zhong se qing you. but nvm... she is still veh nice to me. haha. the brownie u gave me on frenship day(izzit?) was damn damn nice.... haha. next time can be xian qi liang mu and bake nice stuff for ur children to eat. ahha. then they will grow fat. hahahah. maybe one day u will join singapore idol. ahha. then i can go sell ur autographs. ahha. stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;charissa-c for chemistry and c for charissa. haha. damn zai in chem. hell, damn zai in all her sciences. haha. so zai lor. and nice la, considering that she decided to teach me chem. free of charge for once. she not so kiam. hahha. okie. if i can a 1 for chem in o's. chio bu, i promise i will treat u to nice food. haha. promise. seriously. help me get one first. haha. anyway. spent one month with her in taiwan. and found out that she is seriously disgustingly untidy and dirty.  ahha. and smelly. haha. and cannot wake up that kind one lor. call for ten hours also dun wan to wake up. ahha. but she is a nice fren... hahah. veh chio oso la. happy? *hope my nose wont grow longer. haha. heyy. thnks for giving me those encouraging toks in the middle of exam and taking back papers periods. thks for always being there for me and i really appreciate every time tho u may not noe it... :P&lt;br /&gt;shu ting-damn zai one. everything is lyk straight As. i hate u. haha. no la. i dun. u r so nice. so so super nice... last time seat beside u rite. bet u got crazy with all the questions i asked u and all the stuff that i dun understand. bet u must be tinking erm:'all these chicken feed one lor, y u so stupid' haha. but i'll forgive u for thinking that. haha. u r really tall u noe. the only one taller than me in 403. ahha. but then ah. too tall not good noe. next time no guys one. haha. the misery of the tallies. ahha. continue being zai, and erm. kan ni 72 bian! ahhahahah... damn amused by that.&lt;br /&gt;nat-heyy. erm. i am not mean to u okie. ok. think u r damn zai in everything. haha. ur studies. wa. is mei hua shuo wan. sorry i'm quite noisy in class sometimes. ok, most of the time. ahha. but u still can focused, zai rite. ahha. erm. can maybe u will join singapore idol one day. haha. then i will go support u k.. haha.. den i can sell ur autograph oso. continue being starry and stuff. seeing that u lyk to draw alot of stars. ahah... star material... hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;youmin-hmm. another tallie. haha. hector just rox rite. proves that u have good taste oso. okie.. erm... netball carn was a blast. zai shooter. hahah. u noe i realised we have quite similar taste. hector. then rmb the topshop top that we bought. that everybody else thot it was ugly. ahaha. we didnt even buy it together. haha. yeah. we rox. you rox.&lt;br /&gt;jac-fierce girl.haha. used to be scared of u in obs. haha. so fierce. lyk mu lao hu.haha.but its nice to see such a frank person sometimes.quite rare nowadays. hmm. still haven get over him... haha. erm. other than ur bad taste.i think u r really quite perfect. ahha.nvm.love is great, can bao rong everything.u nv blush so much liao nowadays. haha,miss seeing u blush these days. u our miss alma maeta rite. rox on k and win the crown.&lt;br /&gt;xin qin-hmm. classmates for four years liao. haha, i'm quite honoured actually. haha. seeing u so smart, i still can get into same class as u. well done man. ahha. dance and guitar nite was such an experience. ahah tho i was veh sian of it. it was nice working with u. and u are such a zai dancer. haiz.. its lyk when u dance u r a totally different person. cool. and i didnt noe u so pai lor. pon teng sch tt day. tsk tsk. and heard u steal toilet paper from toilet too!!! haiz. geri and xy must be dai huai-ing u. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;lehui-hey hey. lion king. haha... how can u be so zai in ur general knowledge. haiz... me ah.. is no hope one lor.. see newspaper scared alraedy. i dun even noe wad's happening now.. hhaha. so... wads the hottest news now in asia? hahah. zai speaker. hmmm. and ur directing skills ah... wow... chinese drama performance is always so nice. haha, kan de hao. i always go and support one leh. i'm ur loyal fan! haha&lt;br /&gt;rachel-chair!!! y u dun want to be table want to be chair? ahha. damn responsible. thanks for being such a great class chair for these 2 years. always so considerate and do every thing lyk tt. make me feel so guilty. and u are so SKINNY. i'm so jealous. haha. i really appreciate all those stuff that u have done for us... the clips for netball carn. the star necklace for class birthday and etc. wad can i say bout such a great chairman lyk u!!!&lt;br /&gt;jiang xin-haha. the ba gua queen. always got so many gossips. and i just loved complaining to u about the si pian tai in the library. haiz. he whole day walk around lyk he own the school can. haha. nvm... i think u r veh black. ahha. lyk geri and chin lyk that. the indian family... haha...&lt;br /&gt;jade-the damn hiao one... why lyk tt. rmb in sec 3 u always go around lying on top of the tcher's table. tsk tsk. trying to seduce chang izzit. haha. always veh amazed when u and trier tok to each other in canto. most of the times it means the two of u bitching about somebody again rite. haiz. tsk tsk.. rmb that one and only neoprint we took? haha. that was super bad... and i jsut loved raiding ur wallet and looking at neocards with scantily clad pple inside. hahahah. kidding!&lt;br /&gt;diane-tk wong comes up with the weirdest names for pple. ahha. she call u wrongly for dunnoe how many million times already rite. haha. anyway, dun gif up k.. u can do it one for o's then u can go to rj with ur beloved. haha. and can da qing ma qiao for the whole day... haha. u look veh kawaii in ur braces. ahaha. dun always cover ur mouth. if u got it, flaunt it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;liao ying-haha. woman. u r damn witty. those entries in autograph book always make me laugh. ahhah. didnt noe u were so ego... haha. anyway. i am so envious of ur skin. it is so qq hua hua bu pa lao de ji fu. ahha. so bai li tou hong. and i nv ever see pimples on it one... so unfairand i am damn envious of ur skin.bu pa lao de ji fu. and i nv ever see pimples on ur bai li tou hong skin b4. not fair. and i didnt mean to look up ur skirt tt time. and i didnt see anything oso. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;vivian-heyy. dun realy tok to u. but i rmb the first day i saw u in class i was lyk aiyoh this girl so cute. lyk primary sch kid lyk tt. so small. and its a compliment okie... i this giant want to be small oso cannot. haha. erm.. and i will nv forget ur bim and bo thingy with liao ying. hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;kaman-y pang lyk to call u carmen? haha. nvm. u can be carmen cheung kaman. ahhah. nice name rite. anyway... noe really noe u that well oso. only noe u r this wu xia xiao shou mi. haha. but thnks for being in 403, for being part of this wonderful class! u rox!&lt;br /&gt;min yen-heyy, u are still so quiet. haha. and png always disturb u in class. so poor thing. haiz, dun be too nervous b4 exams okie? haha. think u everytime lyk very nervous lyk tt. anyway, erm... nv hear u play in ban b4. but think u shld be quite good at it rite. haha, so good. i have zero music talent. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;junli-haha. wo men de pride. v head of 2004. so zai. haha. haiz. but hua shuo hui lai, u always veh zai one wad. all the way from primary sch. we must go back and visit ms goh one day okie. so long nv see her liao. and is that chalet thing still on? i miss all the pl pple. and i miss u indredibly corny jokes and ur erm madness over green. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;chinnie-heyy. another green person. thks for visiting my blog when it is in the most stagnant state and u make it not so stagnant so mosquito wont breed in it with a tag. ahha. hows micromouse. miss going to comps with u all and erm running away to go shopping in great world city. haha,. but i just sux at the mouse, haha. cont being zai in ur drawing okie.they really rox.. next time u can be artist and make alot of money!!! hee hee&lt;br /&gt;ying-haha. my fellow teh-mate hahah. but u r so much more teh than me... and so much smarter than me. and so much more artistically inclined than me. haiz. life's unfair. haha. ur art really rox... haiz..and thks for keeping me company during bio prac. haha. then i wont be so loner. haha. can have diffusion oso. so my bio improved a bit. ahha. really! haha. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;qi en-hey. u sit in front of me. haha. knew u from obs. and u were so super enthu about running that i thot u were mad. haha. and u are such a nice girl lor. everytime ah lau bully u, u nv fight back. u just let her bully u. haiz. she tai guo fen le. haha. but u noe ah. ur hair veh long rite. then everytime u lean back ah. it will sweep the mouth piece of my water bottle. ahah&lt;br /&gt;sophia-the one who always have intellectual convo, hahah. unlike me and jia. hahah. ur skin damn nice. so fair. and no pimples wan. haiz,. i want. and ur studies is so zai. madness. haha. thks for walking across the road with me. ahha. keep me company. cont being zai in ur studies okie... haha. then be a good teacher unlike some of those we have and teach nice students. unlike us. haahahah. no. we are nice students. ahha&lt;br /&gt;okie. thats it. yup. thats all. thats the whole of my beloved four-oh-three. each and everyone of u guys rox my world. without u all. 403 wouldnt be wad we are today. we must work hard okie... for the stupid o's and lyk 10 years down the road, we must still have this class gathering. then we can see who got married the earliest, who got the most kids, who is still as chio and so on. toking bout these make me feel sad. will we still be wad we are today in the future. will our friendship still hold. will those promises we made to keep in touch, friends forever stay true? will we drift apart? and find the jokes that we found hilarious years ago not funny anymore. i hope not. even if tht happen, i will still have these wonderful memories to hold on too. love u guys! muchly. longest entry i ever attempted. and i sacrificied mugging time to do this. so all of u must read this okie. i dun care! haha. best wishes and may all ur dreams come true. i love u guys.&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/6467278-109776232587071414?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109776232587071414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109776232587071414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776232587071414' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109759300158125124</id><published>2004-10-12T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T07:56:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIEEEE!!!! im brenda's jnr... lalalallala... ok...&lt;br /&gt;seeing that she cannot repress her feelings... tada... its a copy paste job! enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okie. life sux. thats my profile on my hp now. and its remaining there. haiz. it just sux. all the way from my disgusting frizzy hair, to the stupid bald patch which is growing bigger day by day, to the numerous spare tyres around my body and all over, to that stupid weird feeling that keeps coming up, to my unsatisfactory results, to my retarded com who dun lyk me. the list goes on. haiz... i dunnoe why. but the only thing that seems to be going on smoothly lyk a smoothie in my life is probably havin gthe motivation to run and lose weight again. and finally got the teeniest bit of motivation to start studying and watching tele. okie. except for my beloved hzgg. okie. must continue bucking up. as for results... haiz... i'll try to stop crying over split milk and start working really hard. a bit late i noe. less than 3 weeks left. but better than nothing i guess. i want to get my ass into rjs, even if i'm the last one b4 they close the gates, and i want to REMAIN there for two years. okie. lets do it. i noe i can... okie. hmphh... school sux too. sighz. so lil pple coming in and so many ponning. got the shock out of my life when pang came in today and starting checking. yup. erm.. unfortunately some pple pon lyk rite b4 she came in... hope she was fooled by our covering up.weird. tchers are such untrustable pple. they want to comment say in class la. why must go da xiao bao gao to pang behind our back. ya, and erm. thanks MEL for coming to my rescue today and made my day not so boring.. hahah. hope u r reading this rite now. my pee di... ahha. we seem to have the most disgusting habits. peeing and burping... hmph. haha. okie. yah. i will be eternally grateful to u for saving my from boredom in class for the second time! love you pee di. farewell on friday. feel lyk ponning since results slips are already printed out they cant go reprint and say absent without excuse rite... haiz. and i already noe my l1r5. so not much difference. not say i got 1000 and 1 awards to take. haiz. cant believe it. a few more days n i wi'll be leaving rg for good. the feeling hasnt really sinked in yet. so dun really feel sad. but i guess i will. esp when i think abt next yr, having to adapt to everything all over again. my 7788 will be incomplete. haiz. i'll miss u steph! hopefully all of us will be able to make it to rj for real for o's. really feeling sad nowadays. dunnoe wad to do. shall go runnning tomolo... okie. back to farewell. guess i will really miss rg. 403. teachers. erm. some la. friends. and will the memories and laughter and all the spas comments and the sudden outburst of laughter and the karaoke session behind the class during lessons. will really really miss all those. haiz. well . life sux. did i mention that? yup i did. but i left out my pimply face. *singapore idol sux. how can they vote out david yeo!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala... bye bye!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-mandy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109759300158125124?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109759300158125124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109759300158125124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109759300158125124' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109710496225653233</id><published>2004-10-06T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:22:42.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>using my class computer now... my com sux. still cant blog... anyway. got back all my results already. l1r5 really sux. okie. think i mentioned that in my last entry. anyway., things are really weird at home. i cant figure out how... maybe this is called growing up. our relationships are lyk always changing. i dunnoe. dont get to see much of my dad, mom and sis much. i reach home, they not home yet... then when they come home, either i am lyk busy mugging in my room(or rather stoning in my room) or lyk dunnoe. busy pmsing? haiz... i m becoming so so sick of my room now. lyk everytime i go home. my room is the only place i go to. and not to sleep or wadever. to sit my horrible table and look at the horrendous books and mountains of ws... haiz... i'm becoming depressed again. cos the chances of moderations are raelly slim. haiz... okie. and the kitchen are lyk the second place i go to... pigging and pigging... gorging and gorging... yah... becoming fatter and fatter. but now. dun raelly care bout my weight... haiz. just rambling on. have no idea wad the hell i'm toking bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109710496225653233?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109710496225653233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109710496225653233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109710496225653233' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109627204547489315</id><published>2004-09-27T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T01:00:45.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its really goodbye rj now... really regretted not really putting in my best for this prelims. everybody is lyk oh i got 1 for this and that. or, i miss by a little bit to get 1. sighz... my bloody english is lyk 3 la... wtf. i hate myself. really do... ok, so i better get use to being a loner. cos i'll prob end up in poly or some ulu jc all by myself. sighz. i raelly hate myself. worse still. i cant tok. so yah. with the bloody headache and stupid blocked nose of mine... haiz. dun raelly feel lyk going to sch tomolo. den can rest and sleep and dun need to noe the rest of my horrendous results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109627204547489315?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109627204547489315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109627204547489315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109627204547489315' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109620828014075690</id><published>2004-09-26T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T07:18:00.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this is sijia here.. aka brenda's all time favourite person.. right ah da? :) anyway, the stupid girl can't blog in her OWN BLOG so she's asking me to do it for her. i bet the server just doesn't like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda's asking me to type longer for this entry. i really hope she's paying me for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sidenote: lee is so hot :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda wants me to talk abt wild wild wet now. i can't even talk abt what I WANT to talk abt! she should really be paying me for this. so, thursday, the day riiight after our prelims, our whole grp minus xueying went to wild wild wet.. which was a complete blast because we had alot of fun.. although i didn't take that scaryashell skateboard ramp looking ride. we did the slides, the lazy river thing.. the whirlpool thing (before that i thought it was some horrific tsunami shit).. and the lifeguards were really nice too.. esp the survivor guy hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not really a bloggy person so i have no idea what to talk about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM. im not really a blog kind of person so i dont really know what to say. but i think the whole day was just awesome cos it was just soo fun.. me and mel trying to get tanned.. the rest of the group taking that skateboard thing 123921032 times.. while i was busy freaking out at the height of the whole thing. it was really sweet when all of them tried to accommodate me when i said i couldn't take the scaryshitty ride.. and they took the rest of the slides with me.. and let me sit on the float all throughout the whirlpool thing.. thanks alot guys! :) these are what i call friends man. see i'm so nice.. crediting all my 7788 people hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. we're getting back results tmr.. hope everyone does well and we'll be spurred on to do even better for Os.. i dunno what to type anymore. i hope this gets posted cos i spent a hell lotta time on it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109620828014075690?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109620828014075690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109620828014075690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109620828014075690' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109284054380570597</id><published>2004-08-18T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T07:49:03.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piano exam really sux. scales sux, pieces sux, sight reading &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt;, aural sux!!! basically i screwed it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109284054380570597?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109284054380570597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109284054380570597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284054380570597' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109266663690350766</id><published>2004-08-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T07:30:36.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank god. my sis is recovering from goodness noes wad.. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really a bad bad girl. such evil thots in my head. i mean, if u all were to know about them, i m more than 200% sure that u all would not want to be my frens anymore. yes, sighz, i m so mean and evil. wad rite do i haf to go bitching bout others. when such bad thots are appearing in my head! i should just go killl myself, but on the other hand, lyk wad chin said, i prob haf no courage to do so. maybe i should lock my diary up... but i really hate myself for being lyk that, locking my diary, being in self-denial, trying to forget about it might work.... but the point is, the thots DID appear... and i did harbour such thots. i hate myself for being such a jealous, materialistic, useless freak. i want to say so much, to vent everything on my blog. but nothing seems to flow. i sux at tennis, sux at sports, sux at geog, sux at physics, sux at bio, sux at chem, sux at music, sux at chinese, sux at orals, sux at cca. basically &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, even hei bai pei. (ok, thats random. i dun really care bout that) but yah. basically everything else... its hard to actually dismiss everything with a shrug, with a grin, with a laugh, with a joke. and i actually get upset when .... !!! okie. i am such a bitch... i can really say goodbye to rjc, goodbye to six points, goodbye to my dream of being a doctor. ok, thats really goona make everyone laugh... my bio sux big time, and i actually want to be a doctor. i should just go start a RSA. road sweeper association. and wearing contacts does not give me confidence. in fact, i feel more exposed without that frame of shit blocking my face and all that zui rou. okie. i m being zi bei again... maybe i should just try to be a  better person and all these rubbish will go away. this is so crap. but i feel lyk crap./ so it complement each other... rite? i dunnoe,. i feel so insignificant, so wad if i'm in rg, so wad if i'm in the supposedly best class according to whosoever... i m not performing, i dun deserve it. and i cant face the pressure... i dunnoe, okie, maybe its till my limits already. sometimes i just want to smash her face and shout into her ear that i m &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HURT.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its my own fault that i'm lyk that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109266663690350766?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109266663690350766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109266663690350766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109266663690350766' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109241497531628116</id><published>2004-08-13T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T09:36:15.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noe i've been a lousy sis, always bullying her and treating her as some insignificant person when she is always so nice to me, buy sweets, borrowing magazines for me! she's in hospital now, due to dunnoe wad reason. but i really really hope that she will be fine, happy and kicking and throwing her so famous tantrum. its sux to leave her all alone in the hospital, sleeping and knowing that she will probably be worrying over wad is going to happen to ehr. and with all the babies crying and blood pressure taking every two hours, i doubt she will have a peaceful sleep. i pity her. she always had so much prob. skin, her head, her nose. and i still always go fight and quarrel with her. i promise u that i will treat u nicer, buy stuff that u want for u,  stop fighting with u and teach u all the maths in the world. please please get well soon. cos i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109241497531628116?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109241497531628116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109241497531628116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109241497531628116' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109110338577702617</id><published>2004-07-29T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T05:16:25.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously dunnoe wad to do about it. sijia says it will sort itself out, chin appear not to care. and all i do is? brood.. and some other stuff. yah. well, must our friendship end up this way? tho it wasnt very long. it certainly meant something to ME. all the macs studying, crash course, trip to old chang kee, toilet trips, they do mean something to me, lyk wad u wrote on my book. and ironically, all this ended all racial HARMONY day. so much for the harmony man. i want to do something. but i dunnoe wad to do. its really eating me up. and it doesnt help when theres some bitch out there trying to make things even worse than they already ah. okie. maybe i shouldnt really complain so much. i have friends who will be there for me! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chin,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;thks&lt;em&gt; for being &lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;here for me when i needed it. to give that arm on the shoulder, that tissue paper, that listening ears, that patience when i am being extremely whinning and irritaing, for being kind to let me punch ur fats, for being my friends. thks for being there with me while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i wouldnt know how to survive another one this time round without u. tho we do get pissed at one another sometimes, i still love u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mel, i dunnoe if this is going to create more problems by blogging bout it when u specifically mentioned that it should not be said anymore, but its my right. i miss hearing the "wah dahhing" and it hurts everytime i looked at the board, seeing the 7788, seeing the p jie p di thing. and remembering. it sounds weird, yah, but i really miss u.&lt;br /&gt;oh wad the hell, u probably dun even come here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109110338577702617?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109110338577702617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109110338577702617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109110338577702617' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-109050755299809525</id><published>2004-07-22T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T01:39:19.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie. i'm actually breaking my hiatus mode. damn it. just wanted to blog that racial harmony day was really fun took lots of pictures. yah, erm. no, thats not the hwole point. the whole point here is for me to say that i really want to chong xin zuo ren. not only in my studies but as a fren as well. i'm really insensitive. or rather, long long time ago, i kinda felt something. but then me being me, i dunnoe wad to say, dunnoe wad to do, so i just left everything as it is. i nvr told her tt i appreciated her trying to make us laugh and totally neglected her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm making a big fuss out of nothing. but yah,&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;YOU: i want to tell u that i raelly DO appreciate u. as in, whenever, i pms or something, u will always lyk wad u said, try not to care, and instead, try to cheer me up with all ur jokes. yah, i'm really sorry that i'm such a horrible fren, so insensitive and stuff. and i really do appreciate u being such a wonderful fren, coming to my concert to support me, sending me sms when u couldnt give the flower to me personally and asking me to jia you for the next day. i appreciate u always trying to make me laugh and meking me feel better whenever i am down. i appreciate u always going "wah dahhing" it really really makes me feel good. i appreciate u just as u are. and i'm sorry that i didnt say this earlier. i'm really sorry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-109050755299809525?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109050755299809525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/109050755299809525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109050755299809525' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108937877305090282</id><published>2004-07-09T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T06:12:53.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i seriously think i should go on a hiatus... okie guys. i'm officially on a hiatus. lets see how long i can last!!! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108937877305090282?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108937877305090282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108937877305090282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108937877305090282' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108937806896951464</id><published>2004-07-09T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T06:01:08.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant believed that she actually said we dun use our brains... how stupid can her statment get man? to think she's a BIO teacher... if i dun use my brains, i wont even be living la, i wont even be able to type this entry, and i wont be able to feel pissed at her la... wth... whole day come and niao us. and we veh guai already lor. that day just come to my table and take my book. i was only HOLDING the book la, not even reading, the book not even open la... she say she'll take for safe keeping. madness. she might as well call the police to go to every house and arrest those who own a knife, chopper, penknife or wadever. better to be safe than sorry rite... in case they go commint murder. retarded. and oh yah, i got booked today for being late. yah, and l,yk i was the only one la... one whole big group and only four pple got booked. madness, i hate all the mad machines wearing the green tied, thinking they can abuse their authority., they dun even nong qing chu wad the situation and they booked. if they dun have that bloody tie, i bet they will be lyk worse than us lor... yah... life suxs now... i dun have any motivation at all... and thats NOT good. oh. yah, during guitar rehearsal, i was tryin to ask this bloody shortie prefect something. n she just snubbed me!!! wad the hell... and gave me that :" u are so not qualified to talk to me man" get lost look. wth,.... all prefect should just go and eat their opwn shit man.. n they would realised that how much they sux,,, how mush poison they have in their body... cos they shit prob taste real bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108937806896951464?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108937806896951464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108937806896951464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108937806896951464' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108903769665404504</id><published>2004-07-05T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T07:28:16.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing stays the same. no one will ever remain the same. everything changes. i hate changes. thats prob why i'm always looking back at my life and wondering "if only we cld go back in time  an ...." my grandma grew old, no doubt. it pains me to see a once strong and healthy lady gradually falling sick. losing her strength. becoming so forgetful that she will just forget my name. it hurts to rememeber every single "ni chi bao le mah?" aqnd then realised that you might never get to hear it for long soon. it hurts to look back and regret that you never had a chance to communicate with your grandmother and that you couldn't show that you care, you love her. it suxs to see all ur cuz growing up, living their own lives, and excluding you in theirs when you were a big part of it years ago. playing together and growing up together. now that place is just an empty shell, nothing but memories, nothing but silence and nothing but loliness. no wonder my grandma became lyk tt. i hate these changes. if only time could stop this moment. where worries were limited to who would go recess with you? will u do well for ur exams.... but time and tide wait for no man. we can only look forward and do better the next time, leaving the way we want it. no point saying "i will be lyk that twenty years down the road." i realised that if i want to be what i wanna be. its the NOW that matters. if i wanna get into RJ, i should work hard for it and really work hard for it. its putting in ur best that really counts. rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm just babbling. anyway, steph. here's a nice and long entry. ahha. since u dun lyk short ones. see i noe leh! haha. &lt;br /&gt;**hey azlyn. thanks man. dun worry. i wont bother myself with him! haha. i will just box him on his face! hahah. see you on wed! :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108903769665404504?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108903769665404504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108903769665404504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108903769665404504' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-10889047585940137</id><published>2004-07-03T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T18:32:38.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went over to my grandma's hse yest. felt so guilty. cos i think as all of us grew up. we gradually stopped going over to my grandma's hs. she felt lonely n stuff. thats why she's lyk becoming lyk tt. forgetful and muddlehead. i think its lyk lao ren chi dai tho i'm not really sure. generally, i m quite okay going over to the shop. tho waste alot of time sometimes. but tt guy is really over the limits. fine la, i noe he is lyk stick thin and really bony. lyk anytime, going to collapse n die. but that does not gif u the rite to lyk say pple fat ALL the time. every single time he sees me... he goes FAT. yes... n whenever i sit some where, he sits beside me or wad, he will ask me to shove over, cos i'm simply taking up TOO much space. and lyk taking up the whole room la. so next time u see me, dun go into the same room as me, cos there werent be any space for u!!! geddit? if u dun lyk who i am, what i look lyk, or how much SPACE i take up. just dun come close to me. being the brother of my best cuz, does not gif u the rite to suan me. esp when u r the  younger one.!!! i really pissed. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to my grandma. i quite upset la. cos all along she lyk this formidable yet ci xiang lady who always cook yummy food for us. and will lyk go down to the shop to help with the flowers and stuff. over the years, i kinda accepted that she is lyk aging so cant expect her to be lyk jumpy and lyk jumping all over the place. but now, my mom says she might not even recognise us. thats why i guess most pple went down tt day. cos normally it will be quite quiet, only a few pple, yest was lyk really crowded, and its not any special occasion or something. i guess all of us felt guilty that we didnt really give her our time and stuff... esp me... even tho i'm extremely free. i rather stay at hoem and watch tv, or go out shopping with my frens... now she lyk tt. i really hope that i can do better. tho we dun rally communicate and stuff. but i really loved her, and i appreciate every single " ni chi bao le mah? qu chi qu chi lor" i really love her... gif me a chance to do better!!! and i hope she understands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I BRENDA CHIANG SOLEMNLY PROMISE THAT I WILL TRY MY BEST TO SHOW MORE CARE AND CONCERN TO MY GRANDMOTHER. AND GO DOWN TO VISIT HER WHENEVER I CAN! AND NOT BE A SELFISH ASS WHO CARES ONLY BOUT MYSELF AND MY ENTERTAINMENT! god, i'm such an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-10889047585940137?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/10889047585940137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/10889047585940137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#10889047585940137' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108859270416325871</id><published>2004-06-30T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T03:51:44.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blackout.&lt;br /&gt;torches.candles.paper fans.&lt;br /&gt;darkness. still air. hot.&lt;br /&gt;inconvenient. homework incompleted.&lt;br /&gt;babies crying. people screaming.&lt;br /&gt;realised that edison rawk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108859270416325871?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108859270416325871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108859270416325871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108859270416325871' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108817661275072554</id><published>2004-06-25T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T08:16:52.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun fun fun. trigger happy... went to mel's hse after sch today. yah. btw, operation goondoo totally flopped thanks to a certain smart-&lt;em&gt;fanny&lt;/em&gt;. kidding kidding. i still love you. hahah. anyway, rushed to taka after sch to buy the cakes n lunch n soup. yum yum. yah. the cakes we bought were ohh lala. wad can i say man. totally heaven! hahah. sijia and steph... arent u touched.... hahha. too bad we didnt really get to surprise u. hahah. we watched all the mini concerts except SHE... hahah. wilber pan is really shuai. hahah. then the shi zi lu kou thingy... sijia was so funny. she kept going:"why are they talking so fast? can you make them talk slower?" hahahah. its okie sijia... next time i will talk at that speed to you to train you not to become so WOLS. hahah. dinner was wonderful. thanks mel for being such a great host. ur mom can really cook! i finished all the food on my plate for ONCE! haahha. see la. spoil my plans.! hahah. then we went up to take pics. hahaha. all the funny poses and stuff... our group. 乱七八糟 simply rocked man... hahaha/ we are SUPERSTARS. heee heee. crap la... after that watch coyote ugly for a while then had to go home. so sad. couldnt finish it. i MUST WATCH it after o's... urgh... okie. was feeling a lil stoned and sian in sch at first... sorry jia and chin for making u all feel down too! yah, but really glad i cheered up and enjoyed myself today... it was really fun. i had fun smashing the cakes on steph n sijia's face. and ladies and gentlemen... it was the first time poh chin leng actually was discreet enough to lie that she had to wash her hands and went some where else to discuss our SMASHING plans. haha. thats lame... okie. erm. fun fun fun. we must go again next time okie. come to think of it, it was lyk the first time all 8 of us could actually make it for something... yah. we r going to do this on a regular basis after o's rite? rite! hahaha..okie. think i going to end here. sijia n chin... if u've got the patience to read till here. well done! i've got somethin for u ! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout out to &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; of u: thanks so much. i noe sometimes i dun really say it. but u guys really mean so much to me. dun say u r bad at consoling and encouraging pple. cos u r not. in fact u really managed to cheer me up today. hahah. both of u rawk k... tho hahha. sometimes u really piss me off lyk siao cos u all keep bullyin me. but ya, i still love u. this period rite, is our pms period again. yah, so lets tolerate each other pmsing k... hahah. thanks so much for today. i really love u guys. n i mean it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108817661275072554?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108817661275072554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108817661275072554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817661275072554' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108817660490702590</id><published>2004-06-25T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T08:16:44.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun fun fun. trigger happy... went to mel's hse after sch today. yah. btw, operation goondoo totally flopped thanks to a certain smart-&lt;em&gt;fanny&lt;/em&gt;. kidding kidding. i still love you. hahah. anyway, rushed to taka after sch to buy the cakes n lunch n soup. yum yum. yah. the cakes we bought were ohh lala. wad can i say man. totally heaven! hahah. sijia and steph... arent u touched.... hahha. too bad we didnt really get to surprise u. hahah. we watched all the mini concerts except SHE... hahah. wilber pan is really shuai. hahah. then the shi zi lu kou thingy... sijia was so funny. she kept going:"why are they talking so fast? can you make them talk slower?" hahahah. its okie sijia... next time i will talk at that speed to you to train you not to become so WOLS. hahah. dinner was wonderful. thanks mel for being such a great host. ur mom can really cook! i finished all the food on my plate for ONCE! haahha. see la. spoil my plans.! hahah. then we went up to take pics. hahaha. all the funny poses and stuff... our group. 乱七八糟 simply rocked man... hahaha/ we are SUPERSTARS. heee heee. crap la... after that watch coyote ugly for a while then had to go home. so sad. couldnt finish it. i MUST WATCH it after o's... urgh... okie. was feeling a lil stoned and sian in sch at first... sorry jia and chin for making u all feel down too! yah, but really glad i cheered up and enjoyed myself today... it was really fun. i had fun smashing the cakes on steph n sijia's face. and ladies and gentlemen... it was the first time poh chin leng actually was discreet enough to lie that she had to wash her hands and went some where else to discuss our SMASHING plans. haha. thats lame... okie. erm. fun fun fun. we must go again next time okie. come to think of it, it was lyk the first time all 8 of us could actually make it for something... yah. we r going to do this on a regular basis after o's rite? rite! hahaha..okie. think i going to end here. sijia n chin... if u've got the patience to read till here. well done! i've got somethin for u ! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout out to both of u: thanks so much. i noe sometimes i dun really say it. but u guys really mean so much to me. dun say u r bad at consoling and encouraging pple. cos u r not. in fact u really managed to cheer me up today. hahah. both of u rawk k... tho hahha. sometimes u really piss me off lyk siao cos u all keep bullyin me. but ya, i still love u. this period rite, is our pms period again. yah, so lets tolerate each other pmsing k... hahah. thanks so much for today. i really love u guys. n i mean it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108817660490702590?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108817660490702590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108817660490702590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817660490702590' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108789914805505535</id><published>2004-06-22T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T03:23:13.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*kopped from chin's blog. me not smart enough leh... i want 100003839096239 parts intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a brenda&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part intelligence&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts crazyiness&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts beauty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Top it off with a sprinkle of emotion and enjoy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108789914805505535?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108789914805505535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108789914805505535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108789914805505535' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-10872168198820987</id><published>2004-06-14T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T05:41:05.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.sg/images?q=tbn:SeNGA8wMyNwJ:www.teezz.co.uk/images/humour/stressed-out-2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-10872168198820987?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/10872168198820987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/10872168198820987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10872168198820987' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108688150219179472</id><published>2004-06-10T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T08:31:42.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is so meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;everything is just going around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;what goes up must come down.&lt;br /&gt;after psle, there's o'levels, after o's there's A's&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far you went away, you will always come back to the same destination -- home&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? round and round in circles at the same spot. &lt;br /&gt;like a dog playing "catch-my-tail"&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its time for a change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108688150219179472?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108688150219179472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108688150219179472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108688150219179472' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108679291301616928</id><published>2004-06-09T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T07:55:13.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy. went onto the knight bus today... ahhah. dragged mel with me after our tuition... hahah. at first gave up all hopes of going. but then we went to cine and the timing and stuff fitted so we just went!!! oh my god... the guy there is so cute.... !!! ah. how i wish i have lyk camera with me so can take picture with him lor... and he actually puts his arm around you when taking a picture.... :( sobs... the journey was crap la... wad expecto patronus... hahah, poor mel gopt saboed by him to lyk demo in front of everybody. hahah. she was so pai seh. but then ah, that stupid girl got to shake hand with that shuai guy and he said"i'm honoured to sit beside you" !!! yes, he actually sat beside her so many times lor..... :( then the is another quite cute guy who sat beside mel again!!!! and made her a ballon rat! such a lucky girl... hahha. she is cool man. funky hair maybe... hahah. arghhh. i wished i known bout the bus earlier./ then can go again. this time with a cam!!! ahhah. okie. now i soun lyk a despo freak... mocks coming. haven finished revising. no hope of that... wad the hell... sighz... going to watch world idol now... see la, lyk tt how i finish studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108679291301616928?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108679291301616928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108679291301616928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108679291301616928' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108653231549889848</id><published>2004-06-06T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T07:31:55.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladeedum. ah dahh is back from her stay in the chalet! haha. [chin] my life veh interesting meh? mad. ur blog more things to see tho i dun understand 3/4 of it. must tell me mah. [sukuen]heyy. love ya too! haha. mad women. all of a sudden visit my blog again. haha, must be feeling ego again rite. type ur own name in google. anyway, i also want to get into rj. but lyk whole world want to go there also. haha. anyway. hope u see this msg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. chalet was great la. just chilling and having fun and slacking and EATING. hahaha. everynite having to cheong for the beds to sleep and must find the CLEAN ones somemore. if not ah, can forget about sleepign already. yah. anyway, realised that my cuz are quite dirty pple. oh my god. they can lyk eat something then just throw the wrapper in the room or something. then come back from the beach dunnoe how to get the sand off themselves b4 entering the beach. haha. got quite pissed off at them... haha. but the meals were great lor. sunny side up, bacon, ham, sausages, then the bbq peng stingray, sotong, prawns. wow... hahah. put on 123456789kilos already. played playstation for the 3 or 4 time in my life. haha. conclusion:i really sux at it. hahah. i dun understand at all lor. ahha. in the end. everybody gave up hope on me and ask me go play mahjong. haha. oh yah, played mahjong for practically 24/7 everyday lor... ahahh. not bad. got to hu for quite alot of times with lots n lots of tai. ahhah. mabbe next time old already can form mahjong club. then wont become senile. haha, then the adults got affected by us children playing mahjong and got us to teach them. ahha. was damn funny. the beach at the changi chalet was damn nice la. ahahha. not the typical singapore beach lyk pasir ris with all the cans and tissue papers and panties. ahhah. this one got lots n lots of sea shells which decreased considerably in quantity after today. hahah. with the help of ME. haha. chalet stay was really slack lor. as in u stay there really can forget waad day it is today one lor. ahhah, i love the spiral stairs in the chalet. ahha. i love bungalow chalets!!! haiz. but everybody is lyk mugging real hard while i was playing. oh no. kiasurism is here again. i must work hard work hard work hard. so much homework. so many tests. so little time. sighz, on the last day. we took bum boat to pulau ubin. to cycle and stuff. the air there was really fresh la. then can see all the kampong style village where it is the real thing. not some fake manufactured ones. hahah., u can smell it!!!the slopes there are really nice! cos u cycle until want to die uphill then is damn shuang when u come down lor. there was this particularly high slope lor. and then when u come down is veh veh shiok one. i was enjoying myself so much. and guess wad happen. my HAT dropped la. so i had to stopped..... and picked my hat up. so loser lor. then after that no more momentum and cannot slide down already. sianz... i guess the trip to p.u. really made me realise how fortunate i am to be living lyk i am now. with a computer n stuff. i willreally learn to treasure my life more... ohhh. and there were so many stray dogs around on the island lor. so yah. u all know wad happen lor. my parents were so so IMPRESSED with me man. and all the u zhe me da zhi pa yi zhi xiao gou.came out la. wadever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kind of holiday really lyk did me loads of good. i got closer to my cuzzes. hahah. wad sort of funny word is that. yah, midnight toks and gossips everyday. and of cos bitching session la. how can that be absent with us girls around? hahah. ophhhh., n my cuz taught me some sign language. its really funnn... hahha.so we can chuan secret msg to one another when someone we dun wan to be there is there. hahah,. sign language is really cool. i want learn it after o's. haha. chin is going to think i'm weird again. got dancing dunw ant to learn go learn sign lang. i dun care. its really fun lor... haha. okie. must really work hard now after this slacking period. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108653231549889848?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108653231549889848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108653231549889848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108653231549889848' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108566496704269977</id><published>2004-05-27T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T06:36:07.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in two words:bad day. sometimes i really wish i can strangle her necl. i mean why is she so bloody mean. say all those kinds of things to my mom. i mean she dun lyk me its fine la. say all the rubbish feng liang hua.say all the mean things to my mom. make my mom feel small and insignificant in front of her. so wad if u r rich? so wad if ur two boys are lyk shuai? so wad if u use to be an ex-air stewardess. i HATE you for making my mom miserable. I HATE YOU! everytime i call u. u gif me that"god. wad the hell are u insulting my name by calling me" look. i am dirtying my mouth by callin gu lor. and u just gif me that bloody look.wadever ok. wadever... i am not going to talk to you anymore. and everytime u come near me, i'll give u that "oh freak. why is that such creature on earth?" look. say wad u want about me. but leave my mom ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's love between friends. boygirl love. family love. cousin love. and many many different other kinds of love. but the one i treasure most is parental love. i really really raelly love my mom! i cannot really say what i feel cos i dunnoe how to describe it. but i really love her. and i'll work hard and not let her down. i'll become the best daughter she ever can have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you[that disgusting person out there]:eat shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108566496704269977?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108566496704269977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108566496704269977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566496704269977' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108556312342940594</id><published>2004-05-26T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T02:18:43.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in case all of u kpo pple out there are wondering. the you in the prev entry is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.ebayimg.com/02/i/01/d4/69/51_1_sb.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus the one at the right. wad a bloody loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108556312342940594?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108556312342940594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108556312342940594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108556312342940594' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108539877897673635</id><published>2004-05-24T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T04:39:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when did i start liking to drink soup?&lt;br /&gt;when i was in kl and drank this really yummy soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i start liking piano?&lt;br /&gt;when i found out that wang lee hom could play a million instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i start liking to talk in class?&lt;br /&gt;when i sat with chin leng and sijia. drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i start liking pink?&lt;br /&gt;when i was in sec 1, when everyone loved pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i start liking netball?&lt;br /&gt;when i was placed in netball temporarily in p4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i start liking &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108539877897673635?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108539877897673635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108539877897673635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539877897673635' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108530601824386585</id><published>2004-05-23T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T02:53:38.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie. this is a note: i m thanking CHARISSA GOH SHU YING now. right now, right here, cos she was my wunnerful seat parnter till not long ago. who always help me in my tests and erm, homework. yah, n must thank her for going taiwan with me too. and making my life miserable for being such a dirty and untidy freak... yes... but still must THANK her cos she is such a chio bu of 403 and the most wonderful person on earth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: the above text was requested by the person itself. due top such a huge ego, the truth in the text is worth questioning... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108530601824386585?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108530601824386585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108530601824386585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108530601824386585' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108522747894628764</id><published>2004-05-22T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T05:04:38.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>netball carn today. woohoo. fourthree rocks man. we lyk won every single gamn except 405 and we came in 2nd!!! its lyk hugh improvement la, considering that we got 12th last year. didnt really get to touch the ball much during the game, but i guess that's a good thing cos i'm a defender. but so sad. it will be my last last time playing netball. and to that 405 game rite, we lost by 1 point. and that last goal was damn last minute... i could have saved that ball, prevented shanru from getting the ball... i kept hitting away the ball, and she kept getting the ball i hit away. yah, and she put that lasdt shot in. wad the hell. we could have won them. i believe that was the most exciting game today lor... cos both classes really ping le ming to play. and the score was really close... such a pity. guess i'm really a perfectionist. most pple were happy that we lost only by one point. but wouldnt it be more perfect that we didnt lose that one point and end the last netball carn to us with a wonderful mark... forget it. nothing's perfect. fourthree netballers. we rock!&lt;br /&gt;went for class lunch after bathing. at swensens. wa... the food was yummy but damn ex. i was so broke la... yah, the fun part was lyk we got the upper part of swensens to ourselves. so we were lyk making alot of noise, running around taking pictures and koping food. hahah, yah, then we sat down and tok. and gossip. and bitch. did i mention tok? yah, realised that i really really love four three alot.  dun want 2004 to come to an end. not only is there o's, i raelly dun want to leave four three. i feel comfortable in there. *thanks &lt;strong&gt;chin, sijia, steph, shi ting, geri, xueying, mel, ser&lt;/strong&gt; for making my sec 3 n 4 life so much more wonderful... going to jc means making new frens, having to adapt again, feeling lyk some newbie who have to kan the j2 pple lian se and most impt, guys??? wad a horror. yes, oh, n this is random, but i guess four three really change... from some loud and erm, slightly immature sec three class, we grown to be more bonded, more united, and more mature. amybe we are all growin up... &lt;br /&gt;yups. then we went to bugis to watch troy. with you min, shi ting, shi yun, charissa, yan ping and erm evelyn. yah, damn crowded. we took the second row lor. me youmin yanping and evelyn took the first row on the side. wad the hell. had stiff neck la. but after the first hour or so, we forgot bout it, cos were really damn nice. too engrossed already. helen's damn chio, brad's bod is damn hot, i love hector, paris is a loser, and the baby is sooooo cuteee... urgh... i wanna buy the vcd. all those who haven watch it, must go ok. its really woerth the 6.50 or 8.50 which i paid for!!! damn damn nice. i think brad's role ois really deep. its really lyk a love-hate relationship.  cos at first when he killed hector i was lyk really angry with me. not only killing him, but insulting him after his death by not giving him a proper burial. wanted to cry then, controlling real hard. den later, hid dad went to look for brad and tok tok tok, was damn touching. cried hahah.... that was really touching. but i admire archilles for not being a slave to any of the kings. and being so zai in fighting. *hector is good too. that part where he saved paris was damn cool. fell in love at that moment. ahhaha. den erm, i guess his personality is raelly deep. love changed him. he was so contradicting. fighting against the country in which the woman he love deeply lives. did tt make sense? he was really nice to her lor. so gentlemanly and rescueing her. and stupid paris had to kill him when he was saving his cus!!! wad the hell. yah. then erm. dun raelly noe how to explain. but i'm in love with his personality and character!!! hahah. fighting for love.... in such a diff way from tt loser paris.... so put off man paris. wonder whyo helen likes him... i'm in love with eric bana and brad pitt. urghhhhhh...... nice nice show...&lt;br /&gt;some quotes from the show.  enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;Achilles: Perhaps your brother can comfort them. I hear he's good at charming other men's wives.&lt;br /&gt;Achilles: You gave me peace in a lifetime of war.&lt;br /&gt;Hector: You say you're willing to die for love but you know nothing about dying and you know nothing about love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if i'm ever in a relationship, i want mine to be like archilles and Briseis. really true one. not some one nite stand shit and lyk break up in lyk one hour kind. thats so spas&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108522747894628764?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108522747894628764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108522747894628764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108522747894628764' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108515675883174207</id><published>2004-05-21T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:25:58.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm just an ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just an ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;who have homework, tests and exams&lt;br /&gt;and friendship problems&lt;br /&gt;and gushes over cute guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not high class, nor pretty&lt;br /&gt;nor smart neither am i rich.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just an ordinary girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child-like? immature? childish?&lt;br /&gt;ah sor? auntie?&lt;br /&gt;cheapskate? paranoid? crazy? &lt;br /&gt;kia su? kia si? kia bor?&lt;br /&gt;its just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat? skinny? pretty? ugly?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be wad i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;happy? sad? angry? depressed?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be wad i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just an ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more nothing less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, i noe that doesnt really make sense. but i guess, i just trying to really try to make an effort to like myself, to feel good in  myself, and have confidence in myself. be it body image, intellectual, or personality. me is me. i wont change for anyone. and that's THAT!&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/6467278-108515675883174207?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515675883174207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515675883174207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515675883174207' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108515636096189673</id><published>2004-05-21T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:19:20.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>netball carn tomolo. i lyk my class t shirt. its the nicest in the four years. thks ying for ur wonderful design and thks shi ting for the wonderful printing. somehting sucks tho. its held in sch this yr. last yr. kinda spoils the mood isnt it. it'll prob be my last chance to play netball ever again. so i'm goona treasure this chance lyk hell. i hope this yr that we wont get trash so badly lor. we put in effort and i raelly hope tt it'll pay off. i'm hoping for fine weather, not too cloudy not too sunny. just nice... you min, xink, shi ting, xue ying, mel guay, chin leng, trier, serene, charissa, jac, shu ting, ying, and whoever i missed out. all the best tomolo. lets give it our best shot okie.? prob the last thing we can do as a class before we really get down to serious mugging. to the attackers: get the balls. put the shots in and dun let the defenders put u down...&lt;br /&gt;to the midfielders: run run and run. hahah. throw accurately. and feed correctly. but got trier the 3 in 1 person. anything's possible. :P to the defenders: guard well okie? we must try to intercept and block every ball. guys, we can do it. lets show them our spirit. we gotta fight and kick ur ass. hahaha. okie. lets just show them wad we've got. &lt;br /&gt;samurai spirit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108515636096189673?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515636096189673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515636096189673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515636096189673' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108515591335146429</id><published>2004-05-21T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:11:53.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie. so much to say. so little time. today deborah tan suddenly annouce that mrs chan is going to retire. so sad lor. n lyk it was her birthday somemore. then she tok tok tok, i wanted to cry. hahah. charmaine started to cry. mrs chan cried thru out the whole time la. haiz. i think in the whole sch., mrs chan is the only one whom i respect and will miss. rgs will feel lyk rgs if u noe see mrs chan. will nv forget her OEI, at the start of her start of year speech. classic. yah. &lt;strong&gt;LUCKILY&lt;/strong&gt;, she is only going to officialy retire from moe, so she will still be in sch. ya man. rgs will just collapse without her. at least she will still be there at the end of the yr, at our alma mata dinner. &lt;br /&gt;speaking of alma mata, two women from shiseido came down to give us a talk on applying makeup. hahah, damn cool. the lady was damn funny la. and her skin is... FLAWLESS. i think whoever invented make-up is the smartest person on earth. it can really beautify an really ugly person, and make the person look really different. but it is so damn bloody ma fan... must put foundation, den got loose powder. den framing which include blusher, eye brows liner and lip liner and mascara i think. cannot rem. then colouring which is eye shadow, lip gloss eye liner and erm...dunnoe wad. think i got it mixed up anyway. yah, i noe i irritated shi ting thruout the whole thing cos i was asking her wad is this, wad is that use for. hahah. but i improving from recognising one item which is the lipstick to the erm, eye shadow i think. hahaha/. still think make-up is glam but boring to apply. i'll prob fall asleep applying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir concert&lt;br /&gt;its was nice on the whole la. but the whole musical part was lame and sian. almost fall asleep. yah, but could see that they really put in alot alot of effort. i so nice lor, buy flower for mindy. hahah. she look really small and cute. make all the guys in the world want to protect her. heard that her big man went to deliver flowers to her lor. one whole bouquet of it. so jealous. damn sweet lor. sighz... okie. guitar and dance concert is goiing to be so so different. for one, i wun feel enthu about it at all. two, we wont get to dress up and make our selves up. three. its screwed up. wadever la. its nice to be loved sometimes too. its sucks to be the pang guan zhe sometimes...&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/6467278-108515591335146429?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515591335146429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108515591335146429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515591335146429' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108460451689990671</id><published>2004-05-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T00:01:56.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest was forum day. started at 6.30. was during that lond break, me n chin decided to go eat sakae sushi buffet. yes, planned that for quite long i think, den in the end, keep asking pple until, mel, shi ting, steph, yingz, me, chin and ser went! hahah. was quite sian at first, cos we got back our report book on our same fateful day. yes, obviously i didnt do veh well, lyk sai la, so was quite sad... damn depressed. somemore everybody around me lyk got damn good results. was damn damn depressed. chin was sad too cos of WE ALL NOE WHO. yah, nvm la, we shall cheer up and do better the next time round okie...so after sch we went hereen and guess wad! I MET GECK YING! my good good fren, so good to see her lor. she finished her exam. ahha. yah, we queued up to take neoprint. then seems lyk me n chin is jinxed leh or the machine simply dun lyk us. yes, the last time we took, we totally forgot to choose the pics lor, then this time we took, we choose so slow rite, until only got three. but quite nice one. but my handwriting too ugly and big. haha. yah, then went to eat sushi. hahah, saw something that we shldnt have seen. ahhah, damn grossed out. chin was traumetised, yah, eat until so full, but now my pocket got hole. sijia came to meet us after wards. troy seems so nice., i wanna watch. den later went back to sch. forum was cool. hahah, my AUNT came as guest speaker. claire chiang... she damn zai... oh my god. i must be lyk her man,... yah, then parents came to pick me up at nite. suddenly lyk feel lyk toking bout all my troubles in sch. yah, so lyk had a talk with both of them,. cried again,,, as usual and then erm. felt so much better. I LOVE U BOTH... realised i lyk telling my parents things in the car, esp at nite,,, cos both of them sitting in front. cannot see me. at nite somemore. yah, hahah. weird logic... okie. shld go study my bio now... made up my mind to do well!!!!!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108460451689990671?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108460451689990671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108460451689990671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108460451689990671' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108436951774840911</id><published>2004-05-12T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T06:45:17.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PMSing yet AGAIN. really should do something bout my mood swings. the most recent one is hating myself. i really got to do something bout my self esteem. sighz. shall go back to hating myself. thks stpeh.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;give me some time&lt;br /&gt;to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;and myself &lt;br /&gt;that i'm not worthless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108436951774840911?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108436951774840911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108436951774840911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436951774840911' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108428322345041305</id><published>2004-05-11T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T06:47:03.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleted that disgusting post. cant believe how ungrateful i was... yah. okie. an update on my horribly mundane life. i m SICK! deciding whether to go to sch tomolo or not. and i realised i m actually veh easily affected by others around me n i actually lyk let them led my life. life's too short to be bothered bout other pple. yah, and to be bothered bout yicky yucky mishy mushy stuff. lyk ehem. everybody is lyk toking bout it during recess, i mean yAH, thats wad they tok bout all day. they arent that impt are they? and love? wads love? having someone to be there beside u all day? having someone to be on call every moment? having someone as a spare tyre? i can live without that. lifes much too painful too bother bout more painful stuff. or life simply made up of all these stuff...? i really dunnoe. feeling rather down and out of sorts this few days. i always feel loyk sopme third party intruding into the both of u... (its only an analogy, dun take it seriously... i'm not a hu li jing n i can live without guys!) .yah, always feel extra. and dun make me feel more extra by always lyk asking my opinion at the end of everything cos u scared i m left out. i mean dun have to emphasize the fact rite... i noe u mean well, n i am touched that u care and is sensitive enough, but its making me feel worse.. perhaps that was not such a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;and i realsied that i m actually quite materialistic. and thats not good. every nice thing i see, i want, n i will try to get it, spending money till i'm broke... then borrowig from others, thats really bad... i m such an idiot... instead of counting my bleassing, i grumble n feel upset that i dun have this, i cant do wad my frens do, i cant be wad i want to be... &lt;br /&gt;i m such a lousy person with no integrity, no principles. no wonder pple dun lyk me, no wonder i got such a qian bian face. no wonder i m so mo mo wu wen. no wonder ms pang is bias against me, no wonder redmund law gave me shit today, no wonder my guitar teacher hates me, no wonder i m sick. okie. i realised that i really dun lyk myself, ALOT&gt; is it becos i m a lousy person or i m lousy becos i dun lyk myself and have such low self esteem. i reallly must stop being such a bitch! somebody, pls slap my face... and wake me up to my sense...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108428322345041305?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108428322345041305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108428322345041305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428322345041305' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108419727963562611</id><published>2004-05-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T06:54:39.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts&lt;br /&gt;my nose runs&lt;br /&gt;my head aches&lt;br /&gt;are you happy now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108419727963562611?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108419727963562611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108419727963562611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419727963562611' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108409402757303493</id><published>2004-05-09T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T02:18:18.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m backkkk!!! hahaha. arent u people excited. haha. veh funny. &lt;br /&gt;okie. not much in a blogging mood this few days, but so much things happen. first of all, must sing birthday song to my mommy, daddy and mei... haha. here goes... ehhem... &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to all of you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;*ehem. clears throat. thats done. so lets go on to erm.... thursdays.. thats seems lyk eons ago... haha. yah. got back all my ca results on thursday. needless to say, its all lyk sai. bottom 5 of the class. yay, record man. second lowest for lyk emaths, bio, chem. ya, n the rest is lyk bottom five... yes... isnt it simply wonderful? yes. and to my wonderful and weird cuz... now u noe i m not all that u think i m. i m not smart. not hardworking, results are not good afterall. pls dun be disillusion again! yes! and of cos hwo can i forget wonderful pang pang who lyk all of a sudden during cle lessons was toking to erm. dunno who liao. yah. toking bout striking a balance btw playing and working. then none of my business lor, n she suddenly went, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you hear that brenda?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in that disgusting voice of hers with her disgusting smile that she thinks is superchio. yah. ok la. i noe my results dropping but i tried lor. i tried my best. i cant help it if i'm stupid. yes... so pls dun lyk go n tok nonsense in front of my parents on spm. if not, i'll officially declare war on YOU! went to sign up for physics and chem crash course after sch with chin, mel and jia. yah. sighz... ten days of my june hols gone. plus, four days mock exams, plus eight days guitar, hmm. i wonder &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where have all my hols gone to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. where's my life man... supposed to study after that with chin to help her kill time. but turn out tt i couldnt make up my mind and lyk dilly dally, in the end, i went home,. wasted my time n energy walking from orchard plaza to orchard mrt station then changing train to dhoby went i could have walked straight to plaza sing. all becos of my indecisiveness.... dammit.&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;go to sing to the dawn. yes, so jia ask me to take her tix and go in her place. being the cheapskate me, i couldnt bear to see the tix go to waste. yes... so i took lyk the whole day deciding, no, slash that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to decide if i shld go. cos its my mom's bday. yah, n i wanted to bake brownies, secondly, its my dad's off day, wanted to let stay at home with him. thirdly, i will be going to lyk zillions of concerts and performances, yah,. super broke already., own steph four bucks, char six bucks. and who else? come n claim from me k... i simply cant remember... yah. to the both of u... dun worry, i'll pay u back... hahah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when i have money... hee hee. yah. in the end, i decided to go. hahah. chin got so fed up with me... haha. yah, but my dad lyk fetch me after sch, made me wait 20 mins, then fetch me all over s'pore to buy some norton virus.... yah. had to go to two places cos one didnt have. yah, wasted my time, so in the end, cannot bake brownies. worse of all, the place he brought me there IS the place i was going to go in the evening. so gek... haha. rushed home to bathe. and had to immediately rushed out again. ahha. mad rush... yah, met xy, steph, jia and chin at crepes and cream at citylink. yah, the first thing xy said to me when she saw me was lyk u looked lyk a tcher... woa... i so want to be lyk miss pang man.. yah, didnt eat dinner. had sore throat. didnt feel lyk eating anything.. yah, walked around b4 going to raffles hotel... ohhh. must telll u... all of them dressed until so nicely lor, so mature and womenly... haha. then i was walking lyk some ah soh... yah, cant help it... haha, chin, u must help me in my makeover after o's.... hhah. so i wont be so ah soh... hahah. yah. took pics at raffles hotel. yah, i love tt place, so colonial. haha. sing to the dawn was not bad... cat was good. just tt her voice broke. yah, so sad... but i love the story... ohhh... the ri players was damn hilarious... tho some so mcp lor. want to slap their face. ahhah. will always rem the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowers fade, people die, sun will set&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sung by a monk that dun look lyk a monk. haha. p/s: mindy and darren looked cute together! &lt;br /&gt;sat&lt;br /&gt;baked chocolate fudge for my mom... yum yum.. the smell was heavenly...&lt;br /&gt;sun&lt;br /&gt;ora day... rj is so run down... hahayh. but i wouldnt mind if i can get into tt sch... who cares... hahah. but its moving to bishan anyway... hahah. yah. erm... met gabriel there. ahhah. YOU are such a cheaterbug... where got pple walked halfway to 7-11 then turned back and go back play bball one. siao gao... yah. quite boring... sat in the hall and lyk watch all the funny funny performances... hahah. i shant comment... yah. erm... so sukuen... so chio lor... as usual... ahha. and lots of other pple. tho they dunnoe me. ahhaha. yah. erm. thats bout it... still having sore throat. cant tok./... very painful... but... haha. here's my funny logic. cos u haf a sorethroat, u cant tok n u dun feel lyk eating... hahah. less food enter ur body, less weight u gain... so can JIAN FEI... hahaha. ya.... and if u read all the way here. U RAWK! haahaha. wonderful... ahhaha. but i guess, lil pple deserve the honour of being deemed THE ROCK! ahha. such a lor sor entry ... hahaha. but i cannot tok u see. so must type! hahah. yah, thats bout it... gotta try to swallow honey.... to soothe my throat. wad if i get diabetes???? *seriously worth pondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tried my best&lt;br /&gt;if my best is not enough&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but i really tried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108409402757303493?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108409402757303493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108409402757303493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108409402757303493' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108332819665454813</id><published>2004-04-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T05:34:14.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this entry is dedicated to all MCPs in the world... feminist here, ya. so all of u can come n kiss my ass. not literallly. anyway, so wad if s'pore women are independant, have their own mindsets, arguementative, and not at all charming and feminie lyk thais, chinese and vietnamese. wadever man. if u guys dun lyk wad we are, then go find those peeps and make them ur women. we a'pore girls can live without u guys. wads wrong with s'pore guys btw, either too nerdy. too sissy, too gay, too MCP, or too ah beng... and they dare come and criticise us. dun ever expect us to lyk cling onto ur arms and cuddle up to u in the mrt, or prawn-peel for u... u all haf two hands. y dun u peel it urself. and why shld u peel prawns. prawns taste better when eaten with shells. hahah. i noe i m weird.... and guys should be the one peeling prawns for us... dun experct us to be docile and servant-like, serving ur every single needs and answering all ur calls. y shld we be at ur beck and call? we study so hard, and in the end, marry some sissified guy who goes out to work and leave u behind to become a maid... cook, wash laundry, do housechores and wadever. if u want us that done, y dun u just go get a filipino maid or thai maid. after all, they are sweet and charming rite? i get damn pissed off when society requires women to lyk be a child bearing machine and keeps asking us to reproduce and reproduce. wad do u think we are. sows? if that is lyk our main purpose in life, we might as well quit sch now and marry some disgusting guys... i m proud of us singaporean women... we are smart, independant and assertive. we stand up for our own rights, help our male counterparts out in terms of income and wadever, we haf fair and open competitions with them... we are frank, open and treat our male counterparts as our equal... not as some almighty... if guys just want pple to idolise them, they should lyk just erm... marry a maid?! wadever... if u guys cant accept us for who we are, there is always lyk some greener grasss patches somewhere out there. not say u guys are lyk the best specis of the whole male kingdom... yah. so to all MCPs out there, go and stick ur bloody ego into the cement and frame it up or flush down the toilet bowl or wadever. stop thinking that u r the best, for u r NOT! okie. i think i m such a feminist, females should have equal opportunities as male lor. wad the hell.,  hahah. i think i shall just become a nun. or turn homo. yah. cos i dun think i can ever click with a guy!!! muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: this is not a racist, countryist, sexist (okie, maybe a little) or wadever... this is just my MY opinion and if u dun lyk it? BUG off. muahahahaha &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108332819665454813?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108332819665454813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108332819665454813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108332819665454813' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108323969468515436</id><published>2004-04-29T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T04:59:11.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* thnks steph for ur msg. dun blame u la... just pmsing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. this is going to be another pmsy entry again... got back lyk ca marks today. did relatviely ok except for emaths. wad the hell. its emaths and i'm lyk the second lowest in class... wadever man. i m angry with myself cos i didnt really tried my best. when i lyk looked at the paper i suddenly blanked out. wad the hell la..... damn pissed off. when i got back the paper i re did the whole thing and i'm lyk i could have gotten 30 over marks lor. another thing. since emaths flopped. i obviously need my amths to be powerful. yah. but my first test didnt make it. n i heard the test tomolo is a killer. yah. so i guess. there goes my l1r5... maths used to be my strong point... i dunno wad happen this year... i must work hard... and gain back my marks in maths. i must get back my a1s for maths. wad the hell. did well for geog this time. surprisingly, i didnt feel happy at all. maybe its because of ah leng... i am damn angry with miss pang. wadever la. just becos she is the teacher does not gif her the rite to bian pple until lyk siao... she shouldnt say that bout her lor... i guess wad mr khor said bout occupational hazzard and that the longer tchers teach the cockier they get... i totally agree with that... wad wif julie koh and pang... i really want to bash their faces... i realised that joy should be shared with frens. as in if u r the only one thats happy and the other pple around u are lyk ... u wont feel happy at all... yah. anyway, chin leng, we must work hard together oki. and prove to all the cocks out there that we are high above their expectations and prove them wrong... . i forgot wad i want to say already. yah. shall just go back to my amaths&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108323969468515436?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108323969468515436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108323969468515436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108323969468515436' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108296037146025691</id><published>2004-04-26T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T06:36:21.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny how everything can change in an hour's time. an hour ago, i was laughing happily , cracking spas joke with leng and sijia in ss. an hour after that, i m sitting all alone in this big empty classroom typing away in my blog. hoping that i can turn the big hourglass back to ... whenever. this year is too painful...&lt;br /&gt;got back my physics test result. i noe i shld not lyk pms bout my fucked up results when everybody is lyk so happy. its unfair to them. yes. but i really did put in effort for this damn test. i studied. did my ten years series. did my own notes. even tried brain gym. still... i couldnt pass. lets not tok bout aceing it. i couldnt even pass it... wad a retard. i tried to hold back my tears in class. cos i dun want to appear wimpy, appear weak. appear lyk a loser who is crying over her results. i prob got the lowest in class. way below average. but then after sch when sijia came to tok to me. i just had to quickly run to the toilet. people say those who cry are weaklings. but actually i felt better after i sobbed a while in the toilet cubicl. spas i know. but wad can i do? dun feel lyk going for guitar. but wad can i do. freaking guitar doesnt end till july cos of the blardee concert. sucky. so i got to wait and play the stupid instruments see the people lian se when all i want to do is go home and open my chem tb... wad the fcuk. i really wanted to do well for all my tests. but that seems lyk a dream. an illusion that will nv come true. i been doing so badly for all my tests even tho i put my best into it. tried so0 hard. and my mom says i am such a slacker. the reason why it hurt so much is prob cos i didnt want to disappoint my mom. i dun wan to upset her. she had such high expectations of me and all i give her is this kind of crap results. this is prob the best mothers' day present she ever received man. i dunnoe wads wrong with me. i think i shld just quit a maths tuition and go for physics. &lt;br /&gt;                                                        xxx&lt;br /&gt;decided not to go for chinese drama already. its on my grandma bday... and nobody want to go to the friday want. i neo i m veh unreasonable to ask everybody to go for the fri one. but wad can i do... then all of them so happily discussing bout wad to wear, wad to do, where to go before that., okie. i feel lyk such a loner. wadever. big deal, i will just enjoy my self raelly hard and have a great time with my relatives that night. never see them for ages alrady... miss my grandma and my cousins. okie. peeeps i m sorry for being such a bitch here bitching in my bitchy blog. yah. forgive me. and just let me blow off. thanks. i love ya guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108296037146025691?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108296037146025691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108296037146025691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108296037146025691' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108273147235349240</id><published>2004-04-23T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T07:48:40.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note to mention: i look extremely fat in all the clothes even tho its lyk one size bigger already... pics are up.. hahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108273147235349240?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108273147235349240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108273147235349240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108273147235349240' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108273058332617274</id><published>2004-04-23T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T07:33:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>retail therapy rocks man... even tho i didnt spent any money... hahah, went out with chin leng after school today. had such great fun. this trip brought a whole new meaning of shopping to me! ahha. first we went hereen to shop for mothers' day cum birthday present for them. wanted to buy a wallet for my mom, but then wallet shop the design not veh suitable. then shop for so damn bloody long to find suitable present. cannot find nice one lor... then we went to og or something. there having super discount or wadever... all the wallets and handbags are damn cheap la... chin leng bought this bag, quite nice la, for only 23.90 i think. damn cheap... hahah. i decided to forget bout the present and go try clothing. hahah. first stop was zara. hahah. but then i was damn sian when i saw the long queue for the dressing room. hahah. pulled chin leng to go someother places in wisma. went to fcuk. chin leng spotted this pink dress thats super nice. haha. didnt want to try at first. then suddenly lyk itching to try it too. hahah. so shouted to her over the door and ask her throw the dress over. hahah. it looks quite nice. she was wearing one size smaller than me la... hahah. then we went top shop. haha. i saw this white top with a button that chinleng say veh ugly, but i like it alot. ahha. and this pink skirt thats really nice. but i noe i wont ever wear it out lor. hahah. its damn short. then we went tanlines i think for chinleng to try on her bikini. haha. i lacked the self esteem and courage to try on one myself haha. imagine the fats bulging all over the places.... hahah. then after waiting for a superlong time. we went warehouse i think. hahah. tried on this top and skirt that make me look 10 years older. haha. chinleng tried some black dress that looks super nice on her... hahah. i so jealous of her figure./... u noe her you-noe-what is lyk 10 times bigger than mine even tho she is wearing spoorts bra and i m wearing normal bra... and she was so damn funny. at every single changing room, she was complaining bout her b*** falling out of the low cut dress. hahah. and not forgetting we kept sneaking into each others fitting room to take pics. hahah. i think all the salke ladies were damn pissed with us.  then at the end, GENEROUS chinleng treated me to the 25cents icecream!!!???? wadever la... hahaha. and we bought the one buck egg tarts from breadtalk and that was lyk ooh lala... hahah. i must do the exercise in the mag to make me have flat stomach in 10 days and then go for boobs enhancement... maybe then i will dare to wear a bikini. ahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108273058332617274?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108273058332617274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108273058332617274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108273058332617274' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108263868872789839</id><published>2004-04-22T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T06:02:15.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhhh. stupid chin leng and sijia went to watch enter the pheonix today....i m so jealous. then after the show, the two of them purposely called to suan me and tell me that daniel wu is very shuai in there. arghhhh. daniel wu is MINE!!!! i want to seee.... oh my god... if i ever see him real life i will probably faint on the spot... damn damn damn... i want to see the show. but i haf no time at all. cry cry.... he is so damn shuai. my sis just brought out the i weekly. got his face... arghhh. so happy ... i want to watch.... and steph... i updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108263868872789839?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108263868872789839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108263868872789839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108263868872789839' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108202946331319462</id><published>2004-04-15T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:48:20.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a break from my revision. just realised that my results and studies are NOT good at all. haf been bluffing myself and boosting my ego all the while. i flipped thru my tests papers and found out that my marks are all below average, just passing. anytime i can dropped now to failure. this is lyk THE year. wad if i really dun do well. i want to do well for my os. my report card for this semester will be lyk shit la. damn it. i think i will haf a lot of B's and even more C's. cant bear to go think of my L1R5. disgusting. how can some pple be so smart and get lyk all a1s for their os. okie. lets not tok bout os. wad bout everyday work. those pple are insane. i shall work hard and be careful and more meticulous in my work. so much tests coming up. i must score well for every single one for them. and if things dun work out. i am going for tuition. i want to reach my goals... i really want to. and i m so pissed off with pang. another reason why i m so going to love my report card. today the geog presentation she is so bias against our group. just so to prove her point that we didnt use the 1hr block she gave us to complete the project and so our work wont be good. wads her problem man. why must she prove that she is right every time. why cant she accept others opinions or solutions. just becos we didnt do the project the way she wanted it, she cannot understand and sit there and make noises that she thinks its funny... she sits there and ask stupid questions. i noe i m bias but i thot our project i mean the work and content was quite goot. the pts were clear, and there were elaborations and examples. tho not as goot as nat's grp, but it was passable. and okay... not LOW... but NO. according to her, the colours on the ppt were to no effect at all. if she just look at our hard copy. wads the point of us presenting ? okay. i m not critising or wad la., cos i didnt do anything much, but the presentation was quite soft. maybe she couldnmt hear the speech, but all out points were there. i mean she should look at the ppt rite? and if she is not going to look at the ppt... y ask her to do it... i dun mean to bitch. but she is really bias against our group. and towards some pple. she sucks man. i regretted feeling sorry for her the last time. she can just go and stick her disgusting face with that silly grin on it into wet cement man. and suffocate to death!!! i m so pissed. and with myself too. for being so useless... y cant i manage my studies as well as most pple? why am i always so careless, so stupid... i dun put in enough effort and time into my studies. i hate myself for that... i think if i raelly set myself to the task, i can easily get goot results. no, i am not going to fool myself into the work hard and u will see results shit. i m in a far too bad mood now... &lt;br /&gt;and its my diary. i can say wadever i want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108202946331319462?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108202946331319462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108202946331319462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202946331319462' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108176876921998553</id><published>2004-04-12T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T04:43:17.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love GOD i love MOM i love DAD i love BENITA i love SIJIA i love CHIN LENG i love SHI TING i love STEPH i love GERI i love XUEYING i love MY ROOM i love RGS i love SLEEPING i love SLACKING i love EATING i love SINGAPORE i love SHE i love DANIEL WU i love EDISON CHEN i love FOUR THREE i love THE PRINCE AND I i love LOVE ACTUALLY i love PINK i love BLACK i love ORANGE i love BLUE i love SHOPPING i love TAKING NEOPRINTS i love SOFT TOYS i love NETBALL i love SWIMMING i love FOOD i love SAKAE SUSHI i love CREPES AND CREAMS i love FCUK i love BILLABONG i love TOPSHOP i love MAZDA i love LEXUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOVING IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108176876921998553?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108176876921998553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108176876921998553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108176876921998553' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108151409817145922</id><published>2004-04-09T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T05:38:47.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was wrong. i did manage to enjoy myself. i did manage to forget everything. could forget everything when i was laughing with chin. sijia and shi ting. thanks for the outing, if not i think i would go crazy. watched the prince and me. was so into the fairytale that i somehow manage to convince myself that all that did not happen. everything was fine. but somehow, i was rudely and abruptly drawn back into reality when i left. the spell was broken. altho the fairytale was marvelous and exhilarating but somehow, i must leave it. or rather i was forced to leave it.... i'll do anything for things to be back to the same again. god, u cant be so cruel. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108151409817145922?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108151409817145922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108151409817145922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108151409817145922' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108147200307188872</id><published>2004-04-08T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:57:11.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is someting wrong. there is something really wrong. i suspect something. but i really really hope that it is not true. pls dun let it be true. let it be my overactive imagination. cried myself to sleep... eyes all swollen. dunnoe whther should i still go out. chin leng would kill me if i play her out the second time. but i wont be able to enjoy myself. damn it.l let me find out soon. and dun let tt happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108147200307188872?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108147200307188872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108147200307188872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108147200307188872' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108142380498960400</id><published>2004-04-08T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T04:33:52.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from sports fest. it was pretty much the same every year. yah. highlight of the day was the cheerleading comp and prob mass dance. hahah. oh yah, how could i forget the teachers race. hahah. yah. cheerleading this yr was not back. i love richard's and waddle's. too bad waddle didnt win. hope puthu and xink and diane is not too sad. shall dedicate the bottom half of my entry to puthu. mass dance was cute. the sec ones were so enthu!!! hahah. cant imagine that i used to do that. xiang dang nian... hahah. yah, and the teachers'; race was hilarious. me, sijia and serene had such a time at laughing at the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;best dressed: tk wong and chang tied for it. tk wong won this mini skirt to RUN. wad the... and chang looked lyk a toot boy with his shirt tucked rite in.&lt;br /&gt;best runner: chang. at first i thot that he can run ok only. in the end, he ran lyk there was 10000 panthers chasing after him. omg. so damn FAST! lyk a bullet. btw, james ong ran damn fast too! he helped richard win! haha&lt;br /&gt;Most handsome: li wei won it man. no one cld beat him. when he was practising his ping pong dunnoe wad shit and when he finished. he had to do a hitler and sweep his hair away from his face. his hair is damn short la. dunnoe he sweep wad sweep. act cool only. &lt;br /&gt;least clothed: john conolly. he  was lyk wearing this singlet and this SHORT short... hahah. looked so skimpy in it. and can see all his hair. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**to my dearest puthusamy, pls dun be so upset k... i noe u were veh disappointed that u all didnt get into top 3. but never mind. always look on the brite side of life. tweet tweet . u see. altho it wld haf been perfect to end ur last day of cheerleading with a prize. it is not the result that matters. in the end, it is the friends u made, the memories u had, the fun ur team had together and the lessons u learnt. haha. its the process and experience thats the most important. haha. i think i tok alot of rubbish cos i never really experience it so i dunnoe the feeling. but hope that u will cheer up pretty soon. and go out with me tomolo and we will haf FUN! hahah. and u were really chio today... so pretty. i felt lyk hyperventilating everytime i see you! haha. and then wanted to faint. how can anyone be so gorgeous. hahah. never let anyone say otherwise and stop saying u r ugly. hahah. proud of u... puthu! puthu rewks! hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108142380498960400?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108142380498960400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108142380498960400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142380498960400' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108129301739794176</id><published>2004-04-06T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T16:14:03.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am soo so wrong. wadever. why shld i care? she dun even care. i am such a loser. i still care bout her, why shld i worry if she scratch herslef to bits. why shld i feel sad when this sort of things happens? she dun even gif a damn. maybe she does them on purpose to gek me. i am such a loser. i cry so ever easily... all she does is to write into that stupid blog of hers and criticise me and said its nopt her fault. yes. wadever. everything is my fault ok? even when u haf to carry ur own bag urself when we reach home? why r u so childish? waking up when u reach home is lyk DUH. why r u so bad tempered everytime.? i haf no idea. wadever. this i tearing me apart. i cant help but braek down....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108129301739794176?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108129301739794176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108129301739794176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108129301739794176' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108116416826361559</id><published>2004-04-05T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T04:26:32.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well. glad that i was all over. i am so done with pmsing. i decided to really be grateful for stuff that i have now. lyk my family, friends, school and time. i have always taken them for granted. its time to appreciate them. just lyk got in touch with a long lost primary school friend. then she suddenly told me (or rather i bluntly asked her bout it) that her parents were divorced for dunnoe how many years already and they are lyk living with their mom now while their father lives in a condo now???!!! i think her mom really have to work super duper hard to support the family. men are such jerks. i'll never get attached man. not say any body wants me. back to the point. that got me thinking bout how fortunate i am. wad a happy family i lived in. even tho me n my mom disagree over stuff at times, my mom and my sis quarrel all thetime. i m angry with my sis most of the time. notice my dad is always out of all the quarrels??! haha. i really really love them alot. they are lyk the best parents in the world. tho they are abit on the ocnservative side, i think they did a wonderful job in bringing me up, tho i dunno why i turned out to be lyk tt. but its not their fault. ahha. wadever i wanted, they did their best to gif it to me and grant my wishes. i m always able to turn to them for help, advice or simply to talk when i needed to. i guess i m just tryin to say. MOM N DAD, I LOVE YOU!!! haha, tho i dun think any of them comes here. yah. eating my grandmother's food almost everyday of the week made me realised that i really miss my mom's cooking. becos she is so busy now. i oso dun wan her to lyk rush here and there to cook for us. but mom, i raelly really miss ur cooking. but eating my grandma's food oso made me appreciate my gm better. she is always lyk a silent figure. but on a big influence on her. cooking our faves food. (but with alot of oil!!!-bleah), taking care of us... a simple question lyk have you eaten when i go over to her hse always made me feel guilty for not returning her with as much love. haiz. so busy nowadays and nobody goes to her hse anymore, i oso dun feel lyk going BUT i will try to go down as many times as possible to see my gramps. my friends... they are always so wonderful... being there for me when i m down. esp when i m psming, going out with me to kill them and teaching me stuff that i dunnoe how to do. when i leave rgs. i will definitely miss u guys. *thanks puthu and sijia for always tolerating my psming and my ugly drawing (as wad u all said) wad i dun think its weird ok???!!! and i must really get down to studying hard... o's this year. i must really work hard and prove to those who looked down on me that i can do it... with so much free time on  my hands now. i must really control myself not to borrow every single story book i see or watch every tv programme or movie i think its nice. i must revise, revise and revise.. haiz. i still dun get factors... yes. and i must go now.... my sis wanna use the com... :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108116416826361559?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108116416826361559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108116416826361559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108116416826361559' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108098622410729679</id><published>2004-04-03T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T02:00:45.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urghhhh. i regretted cutting my hair. the hairdresser cut until so short for me. so layered somemore. i dunnoe how i am going to go to school on monday. how??? yucks. this is the first time i felt so bad for cutting my hair. not even after i let my fren cut my hair. damn it. my sis said i looked lyk an octopus. i m not oging out anymore. shall hide at home till my hair grows back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108098622410729679?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108098622410729679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108098622410729679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108098622410729679' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108071994115174810</id><published>2004-03-30T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T00:02:37.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>excuse me. spotty and polka dots is not i call one lor. it is yong han and rui hong they all. anyway. i m not going to bother to explain myself. u nv believe them anyway n u will just imagine&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; things up. wadever. of cos i will accept ur apology. but excuse me. everytime i tried toking to u. looking at u. u nv bother to reply me or even look at me. wad is this. i m ur elder sister okie. wadever. n i m not angry becos of the com. i m angry becos of the way u treat mommy and daddy. n prob the rest of the world except ur darling frens s shit. geddit. n if u dun. i haf nothing else to say.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108071994115174810?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108071994115174810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108071994115174810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108071994115174810' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108046439464298691</id><published>2004-03-28T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T01:04:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wadever man. seriously in a veh pms-y mood now. jus finish tuition. okie. this had absolutely nothing to do with tuition. if only it had lasted forever, prob i wouldnt be lyk tt now. i mean. wad the hell, dun treat me lyk i m some shit can... so unappreciated. when u wanna tok to me. u tok to me. when u dun want to tok to me. u just shove me aside and ask me to keep quiet. y should i? and then another person: always hogging the com. okie fine. u r doing ur work. but then when u are not using the com. i use. can u pls stop gifing me that attitude. i m your elder sis ter for goodness sake. wad the hell. i purposely wake up super early to use the stupid com. then when u wake up u demand me to get out of ur room. when u come back i m supposed to give up the com with a smile and bow 90 degrees to you. i m not a BLOODY servant ok... you can just come n kiss my ass. such a selfish person. i dun gif a bloody hell. i m declaring WAR on u rite now... maybe u shld stop being so selfish and look around u and discover that there are other pple whose lives revolve around you. stop making their lives hell... okie. charlotte's probably rite. i haf low self-esteem. how could i probably be self confident when everybody around me is lyk just saying i m big. the clothes dun fit me anymore. i haf to take the biggest size of wadever. and some KIND soul is always calling me fat. and making fun of me. no matter wad i do. y must u always relate it to FATNESS? i noe u skinny la. but that does not gif u the rite to make fun of me. i never ever make fun of ur skin ok... ? so wad if i m fat, so wad if i m sensitive. so wad if i m big sized. thats me. if u r not happy bout it. just scram./ the world can screw itself. i m tired of wearing a smile on my face all the time. tired of this facade. of this cheerful girl. who haf no problems in the world. screw u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108046439464298691?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108046439464298691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108046439464298691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108046439464298691' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108030873488204824</id><published>2004-03-26T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T05:49:04.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! i m glad it is all over/. hahha. shall delete that... when i figure out how..? yah. but still very worried bout my mom. mom, pls relax and take things easy ok... i love u and always will. take care of urself... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108030873488204824?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108030873488204824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108030873488204824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108030873488204824' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108030483777957945</id><published>2004-03-26T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T04:46:18.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn it... wadever man... not say she haf prob i dun haf la... pms+mood swings+the stupid news from the doctor. then it is only a stupid guy. if she is so zhong se qing you then i haf nothing to say. damn it. crap. okie. i m abit mean here. but i honestly dun care... okie. this is mean... i should just go sleep. btw. isnt hate too strong a word? i can be not very nice. and i mean not very nice when i feel lyk it... haiz. but i really cherish this frenship. she is pissed at me. and i at her. should wait till both of us cool down first then go tok to her again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108030483777957945?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108030483777957945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108030483777957945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108030483777957945' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-108029634467606465</id><published>2004-03-26T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T02:22:34.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear god. pls watch over my mom. i'll promise to be a very very very good girl and not quarrel with my sis anymore. let my mom be healthy once more and not be so stressed. let her relax, take things easy and not be so pressured. dun let her worry about me. i'll promise to be obedient and dong shi and nto let her worry bout the family. i will try to help her in wadever household chores there is. dear god. pls, watch over my mom. give her strength and will to fight. all this is the name of the lord. amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-108029634467606465?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108029634467606465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/108029634467606465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108029634467606465' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107988124040252154</id><published>2004-03-21T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T07:04:37.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok peeps. time's up. hols's over. the fairytale has ended. the princess has awaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107988124040252154?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107988124040252154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107988124040252154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107988124040252154' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107983150507099154</id><published>2004-03-21T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T17:32:18.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!! the sun is out!!!! i am going swimming!!! great. now i can go and exercise and work off the fats. haiz. but i always seems to eat more than what is burnt away after exercising. sighz... nvm... shall go get started on my sch work. sai. so much tests coming up!!! darn it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107983150507099154?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107983150507099154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107983150507099154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107983150507099154' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107979407530455614</id><published>2004-03-20T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T17:33:00.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighz. seriously pissed off. probably school blues. but dun think so. i cant wait to go back to school. despite the insanely morning hours and guitar. okie... guitar- that dampened my spirit even more. sighz. i promised myself i m going to choose a damn zai cca in jc. not some crap. okie... pissed off pissed off.... damn... stressed... i think i m going to become bai fa mo nui sooner or later. shall go and locked myself in my room b4 i pissed somebody else off again... damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107979407530455614?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107979407530455614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107979407530455614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107979407530455614' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107962114927322591</id><published>2004-03-18T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T17:33:17.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tata Young - Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story&lt;br /&gt;It always was about a Princess in distress&lt;br /&gt;And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a handsome prince to come and save me&lt;br /&gt;On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to depend on no-one else&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather rescue myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Who's not afraid to show that he loves me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am &lt;br /&gt;Don't need nobody taking care of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for him just as strong as he, will be there for me&lt;br /&gt;When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can slay, my own dragon&lt;br /&gt;I can dream, my own dreams&lt;br /&gt;My knight in shining armour is me&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna set me free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&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/6467278-107962114927322591?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107962114927322591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107962114927322591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107962114927322591' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107945310095947648</id><published>2004-03-16T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T17:34:34.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>karroom. i am back!!! from the geography trip. yay!!! shall gif veh detailed updates. yah. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. yah. arrived at customs after such a long long bus ride. waited for sooo long before going back to the bus again to enter malaysia. we were supposed to go to the forest but some thing screwed up lar. so in the end we swapped the third day programme to the first day. yah. so we stopped for lunch first at some resort. the same restaurant where i went to in p6 the food there suxs lar btw. then we toured malacca. went into the baba and nonya mueseum which i already been into in my primary six malacca trip. but never mind. i am still so amused that the fat lady can actually squeezed into that minute bed. if it were me. cannot make it lar... yah. then we saw christ church, erm, hte ship thingy, saw fort famosa at a distance. did all this sight seeing in the bus. quite sad. wanted to go down and shop at all the small small stores but there isnt time becos of the stupid traffic jam earlier on the highway. okie. then i think we went for dinner. yah. at this thai retaurant. the food was superb!!! so yummy. best part was the fish.... heaven man. then after dinner. got to shop at the shopping centre. bought a shirt la. that most pple said it was nice. quite happy. haha. but that is lyk the best buy of the trip la. cost less than 10 bucks sing. oh, but a maluated myself there again. n dun dare stay too long. so even tho there got alot of nice clothes i ran away. which i sad la. cos i think that is the best shop in the whole complex, then checked into hotel. yah. grand bluewave hotel rawks man. ahha. 5* hotel. the bed so comfy. haha. but the first nite there i was so freaked. think i irritated shi ting with all my whinning bout not daring to bathe. ahha. solve it with a stupid stupid stupid solution which i m not going to say. okie. bed was comfy. aircon was cold. had a good sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chao xing by the chanting by a mosque. so early can. at five plus i think. went back to sleep after that. then went down for breakfast. yummy ! the ommelet was wonderful. *is that how u spell it? hhaa/ then we procceeded to the rice mill. had some briefing nad talk then we went to see see. then we went for lunch. ahah. at some sea food restaurant.[ i love the crabs] haha. but shi ting didnt find it tasty. hee hee. it was some village la. so could really see all the pulau ubin style of houses. after that went back to the oil palm thingy. yah. so smelly in the mill. haha. then we went to see the rice fields or is it padi fields. they seem to have never ending land. saw lots and lots of rice fields and oil palms. think their fields are already bigger than ponggul!!! hahah. we had dinner at some waterfall cafe which is o-kae lar. the watermelons were super sweet. did i mention that there will be watermelons aas deserts after every single meal. haha. after dinner we went to see fireflies in some funny place. total darkness. wad more we had to take a boat there. quite scary cos i was sitting at the side. n the malay man keep asking us to move to one side n i keep thinking that my side of the boat is sinking. but the fireflies were gorgeous!!! so many on the trees and they flashes at the same time. like christmas lighting  lyk tt. the man caought a few i think then it crawled on my hand!!! so samell. hardly felt anything. haha. but they were gorgeous!!! one in a lifetime experience i think... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the forest at dunnoe wherte. went for the canopy walk. so fun!!! haha. but the climb up the hill/mountain/wadever was damn tiring. so hot and sticky and tired. but the view and the canopy walk made the climb up worth it. its was 20m high and 200m long i think. walking on a wooked plank n all u see below are trees trees and more trees. cannot describe the experience la. really wonderful. then we went down and they made us go into the forest where all the snakes, tigers and goodness knows wad lives. me and shi ting were so freaked and were like holding hands when we were about to go in! the guide scared us by telling us not to scream if we see snakes but scream and shout as loudly as u can if u see tigers. yah. freqaky. almost died of high blood pressure man. yah. then afterthat, was lunch at some chinese restaurant. food was okae. soup was WOW!!! hahah. sadly, we had no time to shop at all lor. so sad. i want to SHOP. boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i had fun la. it was fun even tho the rides were lyk sian until cvannot sian anymore. from 1 destination to another easily took lyk 1 n a half hr. hahah. thats the min. yah. passed the time reading mags, sleeping, eating and playing BRIDGE. i finally learnt how to play. haha. tho still veh larn. yah. made new frends and bond closer friendships. had lots of fun! but then all the piggin and snacking and all the sumptous meals turn every one of us into FATTY KINGS. esp me!!! boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*malaysia.truly asia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107945310095947648?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107945310095947648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107945310095947648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107945310095947648' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107865139798675192</id><published>2004-03-07T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T17:35:26.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday&lt;br /&gt;founders day. the all grand all perfect founders day. with nathan and his wife coming. hahah. just a tiny hitch. when deborah tan was speaking. the mike went off. haha. so much for their smooth run. hahha. i m gloating. okie. the performance was not bad. jac was super chio. haha. i like the dance. wonderful... the whole thing ended at 9!!! haha. so i went home. n slacked. shuld start studying for my chinese test but sighz. got so addicted to my book! nora roberts rawks.!!! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;went swimming in the morning with huiyun, ruihong, 2 fatty kings, damein n dylan. oh ya, n april too. quite okie. there was not much sun tho. damn it. i wanted to tanned. hahah. anyway, me n huiyun really swam. haha. we swam the most. but quite lil la. erm. 10 plus laps in 1.5 hrs. hahah. then after that we just stood by the side of the pool and slack and tok and stuff . then afterwards we went to play ball. hahah. damn funny with the no 15 no lunch. the whole group of us stood in the pool in a circle and tried to hit the ball to one another without letting it drop. highest record was 14. haha. then i got tired of it so me n huiyun went to bathe. ahha. dun noe if the others made it. i dun care... i got a stiff neck now. i couldnt even get out of bed in the morning. so when i went swimming i couldnt swim the freestyle. sai la. wanted to lose more calories. haiz. cannot turn my head now. anyway, i think i put back all the weight when we went for lunch. my so generous aunty ivy bought so much food for us like indian rojak. french fries, fishball noodles, chicken wings and stuff. damn it. but i ate quite lil compared to the others. hahahah. then went home for tuition. just saw gab. ahhaa. he bacame so yan dao with this big patch of dried blood. a wound that was half way healing. ahhhaaa. i love ur new look!!!! so much more yan dao than last time. keep it on.... hahaha. okie. so now its back to mugging. shall try to put in 4 hrs a day of mugging session. hahaha. lyk the chinese high guy who was one of the top scholar. key point: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107865139798675192?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107865139798675192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107865139798675192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107865139798675192' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107839434081256559</id><published>2004-03-04T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T02:02:00.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class birthday today. 040304. wonderful time in class. was eating n eating n eating in class. all the junk and ice cream. food food glorious food! haha. so nice. spent lunch time taking photos. then me n geri had this idea to take photos in the toilet. so the whole group of us went to the toilet n took pictures there. effect was quite nice. the class com so sweet. make chokers for us!!! spenbt so much time. but its so nice. anyway, i shall go study physics now!!! i only noe how to waste time. darn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107839434081256559?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107839434081256559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107839434081256559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107839434081256559' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107839159976990777</id><published>2004-03-04T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T01:16:19.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been four days.. arent we gonna get over it? so many years together yet it cant even withstand such shit. everytime we see each other our faces changes, becomes grim and that "i cant stand you" look appears". must this really happen? i want to make up. but i cant bring myself to it. pride? anger? wawdeva. i just cant do it. i m still sore over how u treated me. i m angry. sad. but i noe i m wrong too. but sometimes, when u r unhappy, u just treat everybody lyk shit. so when i bad mood. i m just gifing u back the shit  u gave to me. but u said i m insensitive and mean who do not care about ur feelings... sometimes, i think u shld just reflect on why things happened and how pple feel when u gave them all this crap and nonsense. i reflected. maybe i should just try to control the devil in me who sometimes just lyk to see pple get hurt or most of the time, be forgiving n not want to get back at pple who did me wrong. i really things will work out! i m sorry. n if u r reading this. i m really sorry BUT i m not entirely at fault, u r responsible too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107839159976990777?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107839159976990777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107839159976990777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107839159976990777' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107803337338303860</id><published>2004-02-28T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T21:45:47.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, i had this huge quarrel with my mom. it was real bad. i hated it. for dunnoe wad reason both of us started quarreling. it was a long time since this happened. after that, she tried to tok to me. i refused. i shrugged her off n went to bed. before sleeping, i prayed to god to make me a better person. i know i m veh fortunate having parents lyk mine. we are not rich, do not haf high social status and wadsoeva. they are really veh ordinary folks. but they loved me and will do anything for me!!! i wanted to be worthy of them. but i haf always taken them for granted, even doing things to hurt them! my mom was sick yesterday. yet i still shouted at her n refused to listen to her. i m such a bad person. sometimes when i compare myself to other pple who are so dong shi and treat their parents so nicely i feel so ashamed of myself. then this morning i read a walk to remember. i want to be lyk jamie who is ever so nice to everybody even those who treated her lyk shit. i want to rid myself of all evil. i noe i m crapping here, but i dunnoe how to describe wad i m feeling now. the book really inspired me to be a better person. a better daughter. a better sister, a better friend. i promised myself that from now on i will work very very hard to achieve my goals of exceling in my studies, being a good daughter and sister. i dunnoe wad i m saying now. but i am really sorry that i made my mom angry n refused to apologised. this morning, wheni woke up, she had my breakfast prepared and didnt even mentioned last night's incident. and she was SICK. i m so ashamed of myself. i noe relatives always thot that i m a veh good girl who nv made my mom angry and a veh smart girl who got into rgs. wadeva. i m so so so ashamed!!! i m not whoever you think i m. my studies is lyk crap. almost bottom of the class. my life is also lyk crap . having to deal with my sis everyday. i noe she is under pressure,. but does that gif her the right to blow her top at me whenever things are not going her way. i m her SISTER. she will be nice to me today. and evil to me tomolo. wad the hell is this man. if she is not happy. she will just gif lian se and make life diff for everyone. okie. i really hate that. but i shall try to be a better sister n not be mean to her or shrug her off whenever she toks to me or asks me something. i will really try. really really. i want to change for the better.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107803337338303860?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107803337338303860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107803337338303860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107803337338303860' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107788188721563880</id><published>2004-02-27T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T03:40:58.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got results back today. got an one. satisfied and happy i think. but quite disappointed. i wanted our whole class to get 1. hope those wonderful pple out there are fine. its ok jia you for the end of year one... love u all. anyway. our whole class could not concentrate at all today. was so panicky then two hours before receiving results. few pple broke down and cried. wonder wad will happen next year and dis time of the year. almost had heart atttack today. everytime somebody opens or close the door we will be so anxious and quickly look up to expect the results slips arriving. hahha. quite funny. so sukuen today. haha. still cant get over the fact that she is so chio!!! hahah. okie i m mad. so mingen her hair totally CHANGED colour. haha. anyway. i m so proud of them. 6 scholars!! can u imagine. haha. hope we beat ri this year. but so stressful for us. we really muyst stat bucking up and to prove ourselves.. the seniors did so well!!!! sighz. sijia had allergy today... quite scary according to shi ting's reaction!!! she totally  cannot see... poor thing. anyway. sijia. dun eat so much next time!!! haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107788188721563880?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107788188721563880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107788188721563880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107788188721563880' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107780416736021053</id><published>2004-02-26T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T06:05:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results tomolo... arghhhh. i don want to think bout it. but it keeps haunting me... damn. i reallly really hope that i can get a1. got soome of my tests back. were lyk sai. is it an omen... i hope not... pls pls pls pls pls let me get an a1...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107780416736021053?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107780416736021053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107780416736021053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107780416736021053' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107770188177460541</id><published>2004-02-25T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T01:40:50.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back bio paper today. utterly depressed. to think i studied so hard over it. and to get this kind of shit.. didnt expect it... shall not think about it anymore... &lt;em&gt;looking forward&lt;/em&gt; to friday man... damn it.... i am crossing my fingers... pls pls pls pls pls pls let me get an a1... urgh.... shall start looking for tall buildings now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107770188177460541?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107770188177460541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107770188177460541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107770188177460541' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107718582029420106</id><published>2004-02-19T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T02:19:41.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we arent wad we used to be anymore. is our friendship really that feeble? the two years we had together really emant nothing. i agree tat we shld move on in our lives. make new frens. haf fun. but does that mean that old frens can be discarded aside. we arent wad we used to be anymore. we are lyk 2 rafts floating on a river. without any paddles. we are drifting away. apart from each other... it hurts to see you closer to *them than to me. am i being too petty? or too childish. or am i just jealous. i raelly dun noe. but why of all pple her? she hurt me once. and she is hurting me again! u r so much closer to her now. perhaps even closer than we used to be. it hurts , it really does.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i m rambliong off again. i noe i shld be lyk tt. i haf my own frens. my own life. i shld just keep looking forward and not look back. but its so painful. my whole life is in a mess. my frens are all so accomplished with their cca, leadership positions, com members, cheerleaders, or simply popular. i am happy for them of coz. but sometimes i just feel so useless. i cant even cope with my bloody school work. wad with that stupid ptl threatening me with the testimonial and tkw looking at me lyk so idiot who cant even find the correct worksheet. she just had to lose her temper at me... i feel so down. maybe its just pms... i dunnoe i really dunnoe. then my sis whole day lose her temper. her bloody attitude makes me want to slap her face.... she really hurts my mom lor. shouting , screaming and gifing my mom attitude everyday. cant she just be nice for once. its so tiring. things will only get better??? i seriously doubt it., thats wad everyone been saying to me since dunnoe when. but to me. it only gets worse. did so badly for hist test and geog test i think i wil flunk both of them. wadeva man. i hate my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107718582029420106?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107718582029420106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107718582029420106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107718582029420106' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107693396544516761</id><published>2004-02-16T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T04:22:02.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh geri... thanks so much for being there for me.. helping me and stuff. thanks... love ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107693396544516761?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107693396544516761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107693396544516761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107693396544516761' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107693387798641367</id><published>2004-02-16T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T04:20:34.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is such a rotten day. in the morning. goign to school. i forget to bring my bloody rubber band. so was panicking in the car wondering wd to do about that darn hair. then 2nd block. i broke my first science lab apparatus. and that stupid measuring cyclinder cost 4.70 bucks can. i so pok now lor. broke until cannot broke anymore. damn it lar. so expensive. so dao mei can. then after wards afterschool, i was sitting in the canteen eating lunch with geri, then this girl*cannot say her name left her stuff on the chair beside me. when she left she forgot to take this bag of present and i didnt noe. so when i moved back. the whole bag of present fell onto the floor and broke lor. i want to CRY ah. so guilty. then thanks to geri. she so nice help me find pple and explain and help me apologise to her. then that girl so so so &lt;em&gt;SUPERNICE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i am so touched. she nv even blame and and still ask me not to worry. i already veh feeling not good already then my dad yelled at me in the car for dunnoe wad reason and i was so bloody pissed off. then i am such a idiot la. when geri called me on the hp, i was waiting for the bus and dunnoe wad happen to me and i started crying. the tear gland suddenly veh active. so useless lor. then all the pple staring at me in the bus interchange. i was wearing my sch u some more lor!!! then the stupid guitar club of mine is having this bloody stupid guitar day camp to welcum the sec 1s. lyk i gif a damn lar. and its so super long lor. lyk i dun need to finish all my work and study lyk tt. and grace is not going... then i go for wad. waste my time. ok. that basically sums up the whole rotten day today. i want to erase this stupid day. later, that girl msged me asking me not to worry bout her stuff. i m so touched lor. she is so so so NICe. i siad it before. and i m saying it now again... must really thank her. i feel so bad lor. hate myself for crying. so bloody weak....!!!... today is such a rotten day. okie. i m just babbling. not making any sense...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107693387798641367?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107693387798641367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107693387798641367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107693387798641367' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107675220326524326</id><published>2004-02-14T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T02:19:40.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie... hmm. ok. shall dedicate this page to my beloved friends in my class and of coz my wonderful class. haha. okie. wanted to save it for our class birthday but nvm.. its valentine day. special occasion too... :P ok here goes... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my clique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thknks for being my friend. haha. ya. eating recess and lunch together. gossiping together. shopping together. mugging together. ya. erm. from a quote in a card. "lets be old ladies together!!!" something lyk that la. anyway. thanks for doing every thing with me! you guys are great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geri: haha. geri the geeraff huh? hehe. shall not be mean. anyway, thnks for always being there for me when i need u. thnks for the calls u made to fan me bout hmwk that brightened up my day. haha. and all ur nonsense bout bullet eater and digester and shit really suxs. haha. haf fun on this valentine day... -winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sijia: the blur one. hee. thanks for being blur together with me.. and being crazy over hot guys with me... hee hee. everytime so nice and sweet to me. not forgetting going shoppin with me. encouraging me when i feel down. thanks gurl. will always love you. &lt;em&gt;hugs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi ting: hee. always walking to the bus stop with me. (tho now no more already) haha. i know u will always be there for me. yah. n ur taste rocks. must go shopping with u more often. haha. i think u sux leh. figure so nice. so pretty. sports so good. grades oso very good. haah. okie. shall shut up now. afterwards pple think i crush u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph: will never forget the taiwan trip! hee. tho we not veh close on the trip i m glad we bacame goot frens in the last 2 years. thks for always being there for me when i m down and teaching me stuff that i always dun get it. ur laughter really &lt;em&gt;rawks&lt;/em&gt;. tho try not to laugh so loud at niote. will nv forget tt nite under the tent in obs. haha. love ur bombastic hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xueying: my primary sch fren. we lyk every year same class since p1 except for sec 1 n 2. haha. hen you yuan. i m so glad we've known each other for such a long time. oh ya. fellow kayaker during obs. haha. sorry for all the strength u used up while kayaking cos i no strength one. ahah. thnks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. pple in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ser: thnks for always waking me up in class!!! haha. and polluting my brain with all ur &lt;em&gt;ser&lt;/em&gt; jokes. u r the most PREFECTEST of the prefects man. can forget to zip when u've been wearing that skirt for 2 yrs. u rawk man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char and shu: thnks for sitting beside me in class. and always teaching n explaining stuff to me so patienly esp shu!!! and char. thnk for agreeing to go taiwan with me in sec 2 n not backing out the last minute. and for teaching me to be so &lt;em&gt;kiam&lt;/em&gt; . both of u: stay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHIO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4-ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlotte: hey gurl, thks for just being yourself. you rawk man. tho we nv really met and stuff, but its been nice knowing you. stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gab: goot is goot! always making me laugh when i m so exasperated with u. thks for sticking up for me whenever i m in trouble and always being there for me. i can always count on you tho u r an &lt;em&gt;asshole&lt;/em&gt; sometimes. ahah&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister: u r the only one who knows all my faults and still love me for it. thnks for always trusting me and believeing in me... i know u will always be at my side even if the whole world is against me. thks for being my sister. love you lots. ~muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to four-oh-three. i am so gald to be part of it. the laughters and fun we had will always be remembered. tho i might haf offended some of u all sometimes, i m sorry i m such a pig la... i quote fro steph: this is a class that everyone should graduate with" i m so happy to belong a such a wonderful class. thks for making me part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone: happy valentines' day! you all rawk my world... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. this is such a long entry. lyk making dedication lyk tt. haha. just wanted to thk everybody who is part of my life. yay!!! now this entry lyk crap lyk tt. but nv mind. i meant every word of it. dunnoe wad i toking bout to. shld stop liao. its too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! last one. i promise... i love you all....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107675220326524326?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107675220326524326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107675220326524326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107675220326524326' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107667849793209086</id><published>2004-02-13T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T05:24:10.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. today was a mad day. everybody was like rushing around gifing out vdae present to one another. just lyk santa. :) anyway, received so much chocolates. growing so fat... urghhh... anyway... i am so smart. i left them in my bag la. then i was supposed to go to renci afterschool for community service. yah. but ended up wasting them so when to novena square to shop for prezzies for geri and xueying. yah. then we saw a wallet that is &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;. ya. i lyk it. dunnoe whether she will lyk or not la. but shi ting's taste should be quite accurate. yah. it was 31 bucks but 21 after 30% discount. yah. so we bought that n the billabong water bottle for her. okie.  thats beside the pt. back to my chocs., ya left them in my bag and my dad came to pick me up and dropped me n my sis off at compasspoint to eat dinner. i left my bag with him and he wont be home soon. bet all the chocs will be melting lyk shit with my books squashing it. boo. crying... my chocs.. lovely choc... yah. then at compass i saw the exact same wallet selling at 14.90 only lor. its lyk wad more than 2 times the price at novena. got cheated. damn it. anyway,. bought similar wallet as geri. hope she doesnt mind. mines &lt;em&gt;pink&lt;/em&gt;.. haha. shi ting will go: chao bimbo again. haha. but i stressed i m not a bimbo neither do i look lyk one. haha. yah. thats bout it... tomolo valentines day. wish all those attached a happy valentines day and you qing ren zhong cheng juan shu n those not attached quickly find one. haha. haapy vday guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467278-107667849793209086?l=superstar-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107667849793209086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467278/posts/default/107667849793209086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar-.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667849793209086' title=''/><author><name>Brenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15772240290931584524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467278.post-107658140937050875</id><published>2004-02-12T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T02:26:00.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to start a new blog. i cannot access diaryland at all. i started writing my diary once more. after leaving it blank for more than 2 years. i must be mad. bio test is tomolo and i still have the time to make my blog. yes. too stressed. anyway, i am so touched today. yes. i dunnoe why oso. haha. anyway, i bought SHE 6th alum. it rocks!!! 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