<?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-14560923</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:46:39.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i wont be leaving here. with you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-113827314760795028</id><published>2006-01-26T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:59:07.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love in our lives.</title><content type='html'>its thursday. time is 18:44 right now. by the time im done, its gonna be alot later. was trying to add a song to my blog, but in anycase of my streak of bad luck these days, iwebtunes was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was slacking at the com lab after school again today, with ven and nicole. supposed to do the class tee designs again, but we got sidetracked, as usual. we aimed to leave at 15:15 but all because of a coupla people we were viewing on friendster, we left at like 16:00. Honest to god, vanessa is very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished helping may load the songs she wanted, havent burned them to the CD yet. too frigging lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised today how important relationships are. maybe because of the fact that we were thinking of valentine's day gifts. and i recalled how many relationships i knew of, died of during the holidays. its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which. CAN ANYONE suggest gifts for valentine's day?? like not the expensive kind. for goodness sake. we girls are giving them out to our friends, and that's alot of them. my bank balance cant handle that kind of a pressure. and.... im finally going to save up on buying that ipod with my CNY cash. im down to saving up $498. not like that's any help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, we're having half day at school. we can wear jeans with bright tees and shoes. but im sticking to the school uniform. CLAUD'S coming back tomorrow morning. like her flight arrives at 05:50 so freaking early. betcha my mum will definitely want to go fetch them from the airport, considering how my nephew keith is coming back too, and she loves him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school tmr, im going straight home, and bathing and all, then out towning with kim. im so missing her already, and she's not leaving till next tues. but for FIVE months. *sniff sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113827314760795028?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/113827314760795028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=113827314760795028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113827314760795028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113827314760795028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-in-our-lives.html' title='the love in our lives.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-113817474660677146</id><published>2006-01-24T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:39:06.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously.</title><content type='html'>i havent blogged in ages. like duh. im in the process of changing my layout. its looks better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meliss tan's grandma just passed away. i feel damn sad. i hate knowing that someone who just passed away, is sorta someone i know, however distant the connection can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing this in the new computer lab 2 in our new school premises, skipped training, im damn freaking lazy. our bloody school is damn big, and we've just adopted the bloody homeroom system that the peeps overseas use. Oh MGS has had it for a coupla years too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first few weeks of school ,we got so damn lost. that's for sure. marian and ven are here too, we're doing the designs for our class tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our self awareness camp is on the  24th of Feb that's when Julie is coming from sydney. anyway, im in logistics, im supposed to do the tee. cheena new year is like 3days away. its like counting down to my mum's burfday, cuz cny is like the same day as her burfday. freaking cool. and cny is my MAJOR SOURCE of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg. must do something about the tee designs now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113817474660677146?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/113817474660677146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-113274694814714993</id><published>2005-11-23T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:56:27.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 more days till roadtrip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahhhh. 30days, 720hours, 43200minutes, 2592000seconds till ROADTRIP!!!! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that 4days and 3nights trip i don't think im going to get a single night of peaceful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im going to KL by coach on 23dec so yuppz, dun bother me during the x'mas period, i'll be outtatown. really, i know i've talked about it for the thousand time. but i think ethel is convinced to go. ever since we cornered her last sunday at plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, im not sure that im going to Hong Kong because the trip is like on 3rd of Dec which is next saturday, but im not confirmed yet lorh, like im still on the bloody waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it would be kinda weird going without my parents most of all my mum. like i would miss having her screaming at me 24/7. but still. she's my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna go Hong kong. like please. please.please. oh please. im praying im praying oh jesus please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST of all im missing kim!!! like im talking to her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gonna talk about a weird subject in the next post. daniel radcliff's nude shot. like harry.p people, naked hahas. ohh love the new movie. especially perverted moaning myrtle ogling harry.p's naked self. hahas, absolutely lurve her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles. peeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113274694814714993?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-113230251772703493</id><published>2005-11-18T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:29:46.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tadahh...i miss school ,well, not school school, but the people in school.c im so sad, the people i've seen during these few weeks of school holiday are marian and tingting. kinda sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, i think today is a joyous occasion for alot of people out there, the O's ends today, the small primary school kids finally have their well deserved holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, im hooked on this blogsite, itst he ever famous online dude, bryanboy, he's damn funny and really a fashionista. get on his website &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bryanboy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.bryanboy.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hooked on to the song Oh my gosh by basement jaxx, din know how funny the video was until i saw it on bryanboy's web. click it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cissme.com/beggars/rm/xl/basem/video/xls209cd1-01_rvh.ram"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.cissme.com/beggars/rm/xl/basem/video/xls209cd1-01_rvh.ram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s tell me if its not working)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so marian came over yesterday for like a movie session, but she came over so late, we only managed to watch one movie, the day after tomorrow, im a fanatic of that show, its a damn good movie, watched it like 5 times already. not to mention the fact that the OH SO cute and hunky Jake Gyllenhaal is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, i lurve this song too, go download it, its dus bahane (remix) by dus. as in dus is a movie. haha, u'll be in for a surprise when u hear it. unless, u already know the song or the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg, wanna watch the chicago dvd. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113230251772703493?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/113230251772703493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=113230251772703493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113230251772703493'/><link 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Starsailor - Four to the Floor remix ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hurhur. havent blogged for more than 2weeks. too, lazy, not too sure what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyway, my burfday has come and gone, and thinking abt that reminds me that my niece and nephew, clauds and keith have flown to shanghai for 3years, but they're coming back for CNY. those 2 poor souls, they're in primary skl, meaning the holiday hasn't started for them. yet they flew to shanghai on the 7th nov, and they started school yesterday in the Singapore International School there. the pathetic little people have no tv tah watch, its all in chinese they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mum wenta bangkok for a shopping trip without me last thurs, she came back on sat. hiaz so sad. BUT. i think im going hongkong with my uncle's family, except im on the waiting list cuz the trip's full. then im going to KL again during the x'mas period, shop shop shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;reminds me of the cher song im addicted to the Shoop shoop song, should download it people, it sounds really retro. addicted to indie songs on the OC, they have really nice indie songs. like Jem's just a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;also addicted to LOOP nyc's line of funkie bags, just bought one online from the webbie KarmaLoop, i burfday prezzie to meself, its a funky bag a boombox bag. hahas. also bought a piano keys like clutch from Loop. hurhur. think i spent close to a hundred on those 2 bags. excluding shipping fees. sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i have nothing to do these days, marian's going to jurong tah ice skate on thurs, i might be going, but at 10am in the morning??? man i wake up later than that. and jurong, i take 1hr to reach there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyway, the trip to KL in december, its a kinda big group, my family's going which is just 3 of us, me. mummy. dad. kim's family, auntie sandy. uncle michael. kim. kel. melissa's family. auntie helena. melissa. so its conformed that 9 of us are going. not sure about auntie alice's family, both kim and i think there's something absolutely wrong with ethel, she says she has travel sickness and if she doesn't go, the whole family isn't going.  so anyway, auntie sandy says the last day we have to make payment and confirm our booking is this sat, so i might see kel when we make payment, or not, cuz auntie sandy might make it first. so. all of us are still wondering what's ethel's problem. hiaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wanna go HK, so much, am hoping some idiot who booked the trip falls ill and cant go. haha, i know, i have very evil thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;gtg, help my cousin download stuff from itunes, i think she's gonna blow her dad's credit card hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113203016261048683?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/113203016261048683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=113203016261048683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113203016261048683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113203016261048683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/11/four-to-floor.html' title='four to floor.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-113073828326924991</id><published>2005-10-31T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:54:04.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>david and goliath!!! please please</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;currently: staring at david and goliath site, listening to mya's fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;like argh. im so stuck on staring at online shopping webbies now. like david and goliath... its so much cheaper online, cuz they're having a sale, and plus shipping charges it'll still be cheaper than what they sell at queen's couture in heeren. like the stock there is also so limited. yuppz. but i guess i have to find a spree-er to conduct a spree on david and goliath. i cant, my mum will go crazy if she ever found out. she'll be like 40bucks for a tee??? its made from gold??? (that's my predicted reaction of hers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know i havent blogged in like almost 2weeks. i was too busy staring at the stuff online. man, anybody i know going to US??? please tag me board and tell me, can help me buy stuff??? like hollister, abercrombie and fitch. wahhhh!!! im so sad please. like shit, i so wannna buy stuff. and stuff there are so much cheaper. like my mum she askd my uncle (air-steward) to help her buy clinique's biggest bottle of toner from the US and its 30-plus singapore dollars. but i checked the price of the same size, same type toner in singapore and it cost like 50-plus dollars!!! like wad the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;did i mention that when i was at the car showroom yesterday, cuz my uncle wanted to buy a mitsubishi car, and the mercedes' showroom were next door,  i saw a lamborghini parked at the showroom's carpark. man, what the hell. and its worth 1.2million dollars!!!! only an idiot will want to buy this sorta car. 1.2million. the things we can do with 1.2mil. anyways. the car plate is a single 4. like SFT4M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anyways. school's out!!! deepavali is tomorrow and hari raya is on thurs so this week is more relaxed for those going to school and work. speaking of which, i think im going KL tis dec, to shop shop and shop (even if my mum is in a not so good mood, kim u ought to know right) with kimmie's family, like auntie sandy, uncle mike, kell and herself. like sighs. prob during the christmas weekend, cuz, kim's family are going to hokkaido-tokyo in the mid-dec. like so lucky please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;thank god, i got promoted to sec4 i'll just die if i wasn't. like passed english, chinese, e.math, pure lit. (not easy ya know). the failed all the rest. dun ask okay. anyway. going to continue to look forward to my burfday which is like this sunday!!!! which reminds me that claud and keith are leaving for shanghai like on the 8th nov. saddening really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-113073828326924991?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/113073828326924991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=113073828326924991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113073828326924991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/113073828326924991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/10/david-and-goliath-please-please.html' title='david and goliath!!! please please'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112945453405527143</id><published>2005-10-16T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T02:22:14.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lipsmackers. muaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hehe. yipee. its like sunday, and well, it feels like a sleepy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i woke up at 11am. and it was already raining, quite a light shower though. I ate banana nut crunch, i wonder how i could live without these delicious muchies if i din have them for breakfast like everyday. well, brunch in my case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my mum, hopped over to the market. dad was stuck in front of his laptop and he's not doing like work, he's playing games. i plunked myself in front of the tube and started watching kids central, the shows they have are kinda cool , well, if u compare them to what i used to see as a child, although, i guess i still qualify as one, even though im like 5feet7inch tall, im still kinda clumsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;did i mention, that i fell down on wed and i currently have to gigantic "orh-chey" aka. bruises. not i very proud thing to mention. but i am after all a self-confessed klutz. so. i watched the tumb till i abt 1pm, then it started puring heavily. hmm, what i nice day to sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;however, i stuck my ass right in front of the com, so yuppz, i've been here most of the time since 1pm, except when i was bathing and eating. im not sure what i'll do later but more of webbing i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;toodles. lipsmackers. XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112945453405527143?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112945453405527143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112945453405527143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112945453405527143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112945453405527143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/10/lipsmackers-muaks.html' title='lipsmackers. muaks'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112928502321110431</id><published>2005-10-14T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T03:17:03.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anorexic.indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;honestly, that title is completely unlike my life right now. im definitely not anorexic in the sense that i eat whatever i want whenever i want. considering the fact that i just noticed my post's titles does not appear in my entries. my title for this post is anorexic.indulgence. actually all of my title's make sense  in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hmm, had to go backto school for the retreat today, actually its more like the Fathers and their youth team doing mission work, like guiding us. Honestly, i think only students in Catholic schools will understand, not that im being biased and discriminating of course. its just the way it is. thank god, i din cry in this year's retreat, last yr i remember i cried like hell, cause it was our last yr with our bunch of buddies from sec 1 and 2. im predicting nxt yr will be even worse, cause its our last yr in secondary school, im hoping there's like no flooding or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, i actually have a plan for next mon and tues, im gg out on both days. mon, im having a meetup with a seller on livejournal's sgselltrade at like 2.10pm at j8, then im gg to prob meet ting at raffles city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tues, im prob gg out with the old gang, with becca, jess, rachel, and others. its the re-born of the old gang. have no clue where we're going though, rach's the oragniser. hmm. looks like im blogging the future. so next wk, i'll prob clue in on the details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;toodles. hmm, can anybody tell me how do i actually get my titles shown, cause i guess there's something to do with my template.thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;toodles. im out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112928502321110431?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112928502321110431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112928502321110431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112928502321110431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112928502321110431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/10/anorexicindulgence.html' title='anorexic.indulgence'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112918780676530140</id><published>2005-10-12T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:16:46.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering well.... me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;IT like thursday, i haven't blogged like forever. Cuz of the exams and everything. It was over on tues, but i kinda din have the mood to blog. Let's not talk about the exams, till next wk when i have to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lazy right now. I woke up at like 12.30pm. Im currently watching the movie Ice Princess on vcd. Like ermm honestly didn't anybody notice that Michelle Trachtenberg looks hot and pretty even before and after she has on makeup. Like what??? u guys blind or something. Anyway Kim Catrall looks so much better in this show than in Sex in the City. I thought she seemed so femme fatale in that one. I think she's nice in a mother role. Kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So for now, im kinda hooked onto Online web browsing, like window shopping. Xcept on the internet. and im kinda buying stuff off the net, like one of a kind stuff. Actually it could be counted as window shopping, i mean like you shop through the internet browser windows, so yar. I guess its kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, im free to like surf the net and do stuff i want. Okay, im currently, hooked on both taiwanese drama serial "Prince who turns into a Frog" and korean drama serials. Hmm, supposed to go ting's house today for a korean drama serial marathon, but miss marian couldn't make it. so we cancelled it, but ting's gonna lend me her vcds though. Hmm, speaking of lending im supposed to lend the fullhouse and princey vcds to loads of ppl. like i can't keep track of who im supposed to lend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, i was supposed to remove my braces but i had to have 2more wks of tightening , so yuppz, then i met my mum at bugis for lunch at swenson's, ate like baked rice and some spaghetti. Then we hopped over to raffles, then walked through citylink to suntec, saw lisa ang in that new manicure and pedicure shop dashing diva. She's damn pretty larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i bought like a new bag and a new book that i've wanted to read like forever its Jodi Picoult's My sister's keeper. i betcha loads of ppl read that already i read two other books of her's like The Pact and Perfect Match. She's a damn good writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i've set my sights on a book called Twins but i dunno who's the author currently searching for it on the net. hmm. Whoops found it on kino's bookweb its by Marcy Dermansky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;wheww. gtg now. toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112918780676530140?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112918780676530140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112918780676530140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112918780676530140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112918780676530140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/10/remembering-well-me.html' title='remembering well.... me'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112780399759711405</id><published>2005-09-26T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:55:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.love me for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoosh like im so addicted to lovey-dovey songs right now. like the westlife one that venelyn started playing in class. the funny thing is i didn't know who was singing it, then it was like hey i have that CD at home.So yuppz. its called If your heart's not in it. and still addicted to the "full house" songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm, took the english exams. im really afraid of the results, very freaky. So yar. We stayed back after school for a.maths. went through proving, not bad... cuz i did the first sum on the board which was much easier than the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GTG now. have to starrrr-deeee!!! byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112780399759711405?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112780399759711405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112780399759711405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112780399759711405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112780399759711405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-me-for-me.html' title='.love me for me.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112774000133353843</id><published>2005-09-26T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:09:52.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its RAINing men! halleluyah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. my blog's stagnant already. like oh shit. Hiaz, obviously. the exams are coming. Still...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to Rain right now. The korean singer/actor guy. Even if u dun find him cute (which i don't but he's damned hot) u'll know that he's damned hot larh. Whatever opinion u have, try watching the korean drama serial that everyone's hooked onto now. called Full House, its like damn nice please. Everyone watches it. Like me, watched it liao. It like damn nice please. I watched his other one too, called, uum.. i think i forgot what its called. But hey i think i've busted my allowance on the shows, shit i actually have to get around to studying. Might go to cheryl's house on weds to study chemistry. Still im going to buy the dvd of full house even if i have the vcd set already. its quite cheap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like, hmm, tomorrow's english exam, im kinda okay. like still. i am kinda scared. i mean u don't pass english u get retained so like. yuppz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently: listening to that korean song from the Full house show. very nice, dunno who's the singer though. The only lines i know are 'i think i love u' and 'cause i miss you' hahas. like my niece also knows these two lines lorh. and im helping venelyn and may compile lyrics, but can't print them. stupid printer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways, i've been without my handphone since last thurs, cause Joanne's wallet was stolen, and we had like a spotcheck so like my phone's gone. wrote letter, but fat cat dun wanna accept, so dad's gonna call the school. hahas. take that ya bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man, im so dead im addicted to so many things right now. thank god the fuushigi yuugi izzent out yet or else, i'll be broke for sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yes, went town after chinese tuition on saturday to meet kim and kelly, ate at pastamania with the mums and dads. then we went to heeren, walked a bit. bought bags at fourskins. like yar, and bought hair stuff for school at cactus and pine. Then, kim was like i want that adidas retro watch. so we sneaked down to the shop to ask about it. Kel also couldn't find that adidas retro jacket she wanted at Limted Edt Vault or something like that. Saw grace at flash and splash.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cut my fringe too. like its short now, i think it kinda looks okay. but like whatever. its gone now. Rhian said Hurricane rita flew by and tah dah my fringe is gone. joan also made fun of it. sighs. but i guess it takes getting used to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm, planning post-exam outtings. im booked one day by charmaine, then one day to go to ting's house for korean drama serial marathon. hehe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yar delayed taking out braces to the day after last day of exams. so sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gtg. in the famous words of thaddea. like the hottest rain on earth!!! hahas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112774000133353843?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112774000133353843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112774000133353843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112774000133353843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112774000133353843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-raining-men-halleluyah.html' title='Its RAINing men! halleluyah!'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112651466544749821</id><published>2005-09-11T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:37:42.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF YOU NEVER KNOW TRUTH. THEN YOU NEVER KNOW LOVE.</title><content type='html'>heyhey its almost the time of the year. four years ago. one of the most devastating incident happened to the world's Superpower. Septmeber 11. like its the day, where i( me, like one who doesn't pray until like some disaster occurs) actually pray for the poor souls of those that died on that particular day and because of that incidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a song i would like to dedicate to this day. especially this day. its a hit but i wonder if anybody actually truly understands the meaning of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the world, mama&lt;br /&gt;People livin' like they ain't got no mamas&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole world addicted to the drama&lt;br /&gt;Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma&lt;br /&gt;Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism&lt;br /&gt;But we still got terrorists here livin'&lt;br /&gt;In the USA, the big CIA&lt;br /&gt;The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK&lt;br /&gt;But if you only have love for your own race&lt;br /&gt;Then you only leave space to discriminate&lt;br /&gt;And to discriminate only generates hate&lt;br /&gt;And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Madness is what you demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how anger works and operates&lt;br /&gt;Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight&lt;br /&gt;Take control of your mind and meditate&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above'&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love&lt;br /&gt;The love, the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't the same, always unchanged&lt;br /&gt;New days are strange, is the world insane&lt;br /&gt;If love and peace is so strong&lt;br /&gt;Why are there pieces of love that don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Nations droppin' bombs&lt;br /&gt;Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones&lt;br /&gt;With ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young&lt;br /&gt;So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone&lt;br /&gt;So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'in&lt;br /&gt;Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends&lt;br /&gt;Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother&lt;br /&gt;A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover&lt;br /&gt;The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug&lt;br /&gt;If you never know truth then you never know love&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112651466544749821?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112651466544749821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112651466544749821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112651466544749821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112651466544749821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-you-never-know-truth-then-you-never.html' title='IF YOU NEVER KNOW TRUTH. THEN YOU NEVER KNOW LOVE.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112624977507956988</id><published>2005-09-09T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:15:57.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>totally impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/1600/ipodnano3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/320/ipodnano2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/1600/ipod3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/320/ipod2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/1600/ipodnano2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/1600/ipod2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh man, the ipod nano looks damn good. and its damn small, that's the problem. like the normal ipod is small enough. but there's black too. so yuppz. but i'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like that picture of yellow background and girl in bikini , reminds me of that song: it was an itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polkadot bikini. I just realised that officially The Apple centre's are no longer selling the ipod mini. cuz its not up on its website. so yuppz. So byebye ipod mini. like yes, im so gonna not buy it, cuz its out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day of school holz. Din really use it much to my advantage. I couldn't like finish any subjects for the final year exams. like shit. But i did understand more of certain subjects like chemistry and physics and s.studies which i absolutely dozed off during lessons. Can't it be more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Mariah Carey's dreamlover. and uploading may's ipod mini. So yuppz. " dreamlover come rescue me. take me up. take me down. take me anywhere u want to baby now. i need u so desperately. won't u please come around. cuz i wanna share forever with u baby." like im addicted to this phrase. hmms. like yar. toot toot tooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMBERLY KOO'S coming back in 5 days. i think like September14. Hiaz. i miss u like so much. But why didcha have to come back during like our exam period. hiaz. and claudia and keith's gone in November too like for at least 2 yrs in shanghai. like byebye. i can like have their library cards. hahs. seriously, i'll miss them, especially the squabbling. and one fucking return flight to shanghai costs like minimum $600. I can go to melbourne and visit kimmie with that amount and still have some to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiaz. so sad, gotta log off soon, to study, must make use of this final day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112624977507956988?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112624977507956988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112624977507956988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112624977507956988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112624977507956988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/totally-impossible.html' title='totally impossible'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112607752706651614</id><published>2005-09-07T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:18:47.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.hooked on autumn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/1600/chapter8%20cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6112/1321/320/chapter8%20cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm, getting really into the autumn season. and well spending money. like im being lazy again, taking a cab when i can take a bus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways. today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supposedly had chem in school from 9.30 to 11.30am. but it dragged till 12pm. like wad the hell. hiaz. got so pissed. went to j8 after that with .ting.marian.jazreel. ate at macs. marina was broke, as usual. but she bought a medium coke, when i couldn't finish my mCnuggets offered one to her, but she din wan, fries also. In the end i stuffed a nugget in ting's mouth. it's not like she in want to eat it right????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that i went in to popular to buy my storybook. i swear the only reason im buying it is because its the third in a series of 4 books and already got the first and second one. btw, i tried to ask a lady in the shop where the plastic covers for books were placed. and she asked me something in chinese. when i din get it, she got all fed up. lady, like how are u supposed to know i speak chinese, (considering my chinese sucks even though i've learned in since pre-school) i might be like diane (my cousin) who doesn't get a word of chinese only xie xie and zhai jian, cuz she grew up in London and speaks french and english she only gets french and english. like i understand any word of french she says. like the only phrase i get is: vous êtes fatigué, et moi aussi for you are tired, so am i. cuz diane complains alot. anyways, what kind of place is Popular they don't have ready made plastic book covers, other branches have them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yuppz, after that, i took like neos again. looked terrible. din knoe why marian din wanna take. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And met auntie tammy at macs after taking the neos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like hiaz. i wanna sleep. btw. the pic is nice right? its cool cuz im so crazy over this particular jap comic again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really into autumn cuz, it makes me think of really nice way to dress like... im not telling, my new creative ideas to dress. some are kinda fun. and i can use my ballet stuff. totally love the suede boots that are in now. probably can't get them my size. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112607752706651614?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112607752706651614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112607752706651614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112607752706651614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112607752706651614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/hooked-on-autumn.html' title='.hooked on autumn.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112583035438010335</id><published>2005-09-04T03:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T04:05:03.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmerised by a facade...</title><content type='html'>hmm, that facade is actually not a living thing but like a anime character. hmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like the first time im blogging ever since i've changed the blogskin. its looks funky arh. anyways i just added the song thingine. i absolutely lurve the wonders, they rock. even though they're not exactly a real band just a fictional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week went pretty fast, cuz my school ended at 12.30 on wed, but it was all celebrations. and thursday there wasn't any school cuz of teacher's day. Friday we had school till 10.40am so i guess it was cool, the week practically flew by.  next week its a holiday, but its practically torture for all of us, its meant for us to study for the final year exams. not relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff happened after my last post. Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans and well, judging from all the pics, that place is an area of complete devastation. I mean how can the world's Superpower turn in to a devastated area, man, it looks kinda like Iraq. I went there once and it was a beautiful pace which was so jazzy and fun and it was like so magical and everybody was so nice. so its really sad, the people there have nothing left. Why aren't anybody doing anything to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so sad, that the younger generation in Singapore has no clue of what people are going through overseas, like i remember everybody just going omfg the blindman won! (for that superstar thing). i guess we're just that clueless, cuz nothing happens to singapore, unless u count slight tremors in Toa Payoh, or somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiaz, anyway, enough about the bad stuff. Friday, after school went to j8 with ting KB jazreel nicole.ds and melissa chua. KB pierced a 2nd hole in her right ear. I went to comic connection to buy the Fushigi Yuugi Genbu Kaiden comics, only four of it is out in chinese, i bought 1.3 n 4 cuz there wasn't any 2. hmm, ang mo kio has a branch, i'll go there. i checked the back of the book and only 2 books are published a year. like in jan and july, guess when all 18 is out, i'll be like 22yrs old. so come on translator, hurry up, and the artist too. i think she's Yuu Watase, hurry draw. like yar. i'll be dead before she evers starts on another Fushigi Yuugi series. like for those in the know, the Byakko priestess who is Suzuno Oosugi. if she takes another 10 yrs, omg i'll be like thirty plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm liked hooked on to the book, becuz of melissa law. yes u, law law. i havent read jap comics since sec1. anyways im admiring Yuu Watase's drawing, man the guys look damn cute larh. like this guy called Rimudo and another called Hikitsu. wahh, im like nobody looks that perfect in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to where i was, hehe, we took like neoprints twice. hehe. so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops gtg. oh and yes. KIMMIE's coming back to singapore on sept 14 for 2 weeks before she flies off to melbourne again. yay!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112583035438010335?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112583035438010335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112583035438010335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112583035438010335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112583035438010335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/09/mesmerised-by-facade.html' title='Mesmerised by a facade...'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112505027849204832</id><published>2005-08-26T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T02:57:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The spirit of me. lalas</title><content type='html'>like i have to type this post in like 5mins cuz i guess my dad's coming home soon. Anyway, spent time typing stuff to kimmie juz now. is friday, how nice, im tired out of my mind.Currently" watching the show Touched by an angel, havent watched it in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is boring, life is good. like i guess that'll be my motto for now. yesyes, yesterday, i took went down the "hill" with nicole to catch the bus home, and...while we were walking down. I sorta said like look at you blah blah blah, and she likes asks me 5mins later what is "ku-niu" and im like what's that, and she went, but u said it. it turned out to be look at you, but we argued about it for like 10mins, i swear she seriously has some hearing problems. during chemistry, ms yap said like Fe2+ for iron right? and she thought she said look at your class. Omg. i thought i was gonna die, she arh, really knoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway, may may. u arh. i dun really mind but wahh the CDs are like alot. FYI to others who dun understand what im talking about. Misss Krishnan wants songs again. and its like alot arh. hmm, but i can let the thing run. I'll do it when i have time during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh shit my stomach's cramping again juz got my "u know" today. okay like whatever, im signing off now like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112505027849204832?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112505027849204832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112505027849204832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112505027849204832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112505027849204832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/spirit-of-me-lalas.html' title='The spirit of me. lalas'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112486865979323629</id><published>2005-08-24T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:30:59.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you like to think you're never wrong</title><content type='html'>heyhey. what a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday, im back early cuz there's no training today!!!! Yipee! im like damn happy. And, the thing is we won't have training next week too. I know, usually i look forward to training, but this few months, im just shit tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im like steaming the dumplings my mum bought when we were in the joo chiat area after my dental. so yuppz. its gonna take awhile. Aniways, anither bad thing is, Mr Tan asked us to bring our exercise books where we copied our stuff, but the thing is, i only have stuff that i copied before the mid-years, dunno what im gg to do, prob copy them from someone tomorrow. Oh wells. Watching debbie travis' facelift again. Its annoying to see others having nice rooms, i want one too. I should suggest this to Mediacorp, like yuppz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, currently pissed at my father cuz, i wanted him to help me buy Her World mag, but he was like no cannot, what the hell. and i said i would pay him back like i am pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways still waited for me dumplings, will try to change my template soon. Cuz its too light. byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112486865979323629?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112486865979323629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112486865979323629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112486865979323629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112486865979323629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-like-to-think-youre-never-wrong.html' title='you like to think you&apos;re never wrong'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112444560351806022</id><published>2005-08-19T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:00:03.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>medleys....</title><content type='html'>hmm, friday afternoon, going for tuition in one hour or so. aniwaes, wont talk much except for dis weeks news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i guess since this is old news i can say it. Apparently, sherlyn and ven had a quarrel over like something. So sherlyn hasn't been talking to ven for the whole week except once on tues. i'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training on weds, not many ppl were there they skipped training. Aliciahurt her foot, cuz when she was guarding some idiot stuck her foot out behind her so yuppz. She has a sprained foot now. hope she's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiaz, had tuition last night, almost fell asleep. Cuz, i the whole time after school i was loading songs into may's ipod mini, cuz the woman's computer conveniently shut down. Quite depressing huh, having bought a new ipod, and when u wanna use it, the thing shuts down. But miss krishnan here had to ask me to load Hindi songa for her, it would be easy if i had my old connection to shareaza or kazaa back. But no, the programmes cant connect to the web, hiaz. I mean i used to be able to load 500 songs within like half an hour. Guess my com's grown old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently still helping may may, load songs, but im using songs from her CDs, and i believe she passed like 33 Cds to me. But its good i can listen to them, she has nice songs, not like the new hits but oldies like joy to the world, footloose and aretha franklin stuff pluz that thing you do soundtrack. Its cool, cus i remember i used to watch the movie. that thing u do. for like 3 times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimmie koo, r if ur reading this remember to reply me e-mail. lurve yar loads babe. haaaaahaaaaaaaaaas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112444560351806022?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112444560351806022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112444560351806022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112444560351806022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112444560351806022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/medleys.html' title='medleys....'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112409699597619520</id><published>2005-08-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T02:09:55.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be inside your heaven</title><content type='html'>Monday afternoon, better hurry with my entry before my dad comes back, anyway, i still have to bathe and all before leaving for tuition. Today, was a boring day as usual. Went back up to our 3rd floor classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently: i'm checking out Stephen from Laguna Beach pics. Damn he's hot! and was checking Tom Sturridge pics as well, dun have much of his, but damn he's hot as well. Sorta like the Girly look kind. But after he's pic has appeared in TeenVogue betcha alot of people will go checking up on him. Anyway, going to search on the model lily cole soon, i think she looks sweet but other ppl think otherwise, thus, checking to examine her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking at the photos of the people in Laguna Beach, i think Atephen and Kristen makes a cute couple, their like so hot together. Honestly, i don't mean to be mean, but i also have this feeeling that people that look good should always go with ppl that look good. I mean, it looks weird if, for example, Lindsay Lohan got together with some guy that looks like albert einstein. See what i mean. Oh yes, i got a real live example, Jude Law and that Daisy person, totally, inconceivable if they were a real life couple, not a short-lived underwraps affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, oops got to go. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112409699597619520?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112409699597619520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112409699597619520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112409699597619520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112409699597619520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wanna-be-inside-your-heaven.html' title='I wanna be inside your heaven'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112383267200028596</id><published>2005-08-12T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T00:46:49.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love 'em or leave 'em</title><content type='html'>Finally....the weekend. You noe this week was a breeze, i mean there was only 2 actual days of school, so yuppz was relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, currently: im watching that renovation show, Debbie Travis' facelift, i think its damn cool. All the renovation for free, how cool is that. Also, surfing the body shop singapore webbie, like for fun again. and still searching for carrie underwood's i wanna be inside ur heaven song. Havent found it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes, i knoe ppl are complaining that i havent exactly put up my tagboard, but i am kinda lazy, so teddy plz help me. Thanks darling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Today was a usual friday, alright during History, but when it came to chemistry i fell asleep again, like staring at the whiteboard. So anyways, had the a.maths re-test, was alright i guess. Then, throughout double chinese, was reading the special music issue of teen people, just realised that it cost about 10bucks. well, well. But i definitely have to buy the actual september's issue, Chad Michael Murray's on the cover!!! Then a.maths again, guess it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that i have a limited vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired out, but i realise that i absolutely have to at least write one entry before the weekend, cuz next week we're having a History test on Monday and some Lit test again... How saddenening is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i've actually decided that from the beginning of next year, im going to start saving up cash for my trip to melbourne, aussie to visit kim. Probably going with kel if my eventually allows me the post-O level's trip. But its a long way from now. Except most of the money im going to save next year will be for my trip and the shopping spree im going there. Saving 200bucks a month next yr will be like $2400. However, that only happens if i don't spend and i havent counted my airfare, cuz im sure mummy wont pay for it. Hmm. So yuppz. it feels happy to talk about it, im looking forward to it. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess to all those out there reading this, u'll be suffering a bit cuz i'll probably mention this once a month. Hmm. I not really sorry i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to spend cash again cuz im sending kim her lifesavers, magazines. Ah koo... u better reply me after reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so sleepy, going to sleep like now. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112383267200028596?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112383267200028596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112383267200028596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112383267200028596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112383267200028596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/love-em-or-leave-em.html' title='love &apos;em or leave &apos;em'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112375216264763839</id><published>2005-08-11T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:59:47.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare to be Different</title><content type='html'>Moody, blur-ish day. Currently: Early Thursday Evening. As usual, im not supposed to be using the com. But i guess, one always has something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, actually i realise that as i person, im really indescisive. As in, i will save money for a shopping spree. Yet at the end of the period, when i've slaved saving a couple of hundreds. I actually spend a good amount of the cash on other nonsensical and worthless stuff. Especially, and i have to highlight this, FOOD and cab fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, i don't realise how much i spend on food until now. Actually, i used to spend alot in the beginnig half of the year on food. Now, i guess im extremely lazy (which is a fact) i spend the money i intend to save on cab fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now. I pledge to save enough money and not spend on any useless stuff and not take cabs when i actually have enough strength to walk my 10min walk home from the bus stop. Well, i'll pledge it ffrom next week. So here it goes. I, Germaine pledge to save my money until my birthday, 6th Nov 2005, and splurge it all from that day onwards (considering that i have a big red packet for my B-day) and not to spend any money on cab fares and snacks form next monday. Tah. dah. There u go. Actually I have to make it sorta like an Unbreakable Vow thingie (harry.p readers u noe wadi mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwaes, i knoe many people are gg to say, i really wasted my money. but i juz spurleg on books and mags again. Not that i wanted to, u noe shoe shophaholics u knoe wad i mean, im a bookhaholic. Once i saw that Kinokuniya had like a 20% sale throughout the store, i practically went crazy. I bought er the Us Weekly, Elle girl, teenVogue and teen People music special. Thats like not counting the 2 books i bought, im in deep trouble. i guess i just have to recoup my lost by saving like at least 150bucks this month. That's my goal. And for the mext following months before my B-day, like 250 each. guess im going anorexic for the remaining year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i have to save money on clothes and a new walleand probably some new furniture when i move into my new home. Dun want to strain my mum's cash flow. I guess im quite a good girl, i dun really ask me mum to buy the stuff i want, unless she asks me, except for essentials like toiletries, er underware and school stuff. That's all. My mum's really stressed with her job. Dun what her to suddenly fall ill or something. And i noe as a student, im supposed to do my job well... But i guess i should really think of what i want to do in life. But for the time being, i rather be a magazine addict, and wells yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum thinks that i should be an entertainment or fashion and beauty mag journalist. Considering that i seem to have so many of them, im practically considered a rainforest serial killer, and that i cant seem to stop remembering entertainment news. That's something else i have to mention, i don't seem to try to remember the news, i just do. Like the fact that the first time i looked at a mag talking about Jude Law's affair in the early morning when im barely awake, i can remember the details like Sadie Frost sorta offered advice to Sienna Miller and like felt sorry for her and that nanny Jude cheating on Sienna was actually called Daisy Wright (a horrible name) Oh, and that Sadie Frost took no chances and hired a 50year old granny to babysit her children. Hmm, guess i have a knack for remembering stuff i have an interest in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to quench my thirst for buying stuff, i've decided to have a fashion scrapebook, having fashion tips and dos and don'ts in the book. Pluz, deciding that i have to build up abs and probably ask mum for a tiny favour like joining one of true yoga's classes.  And have been playing with an Extreme Wants list like for the majorly important stuff that i can collect, sorta like a hobby. U knoe. Aniway if any body sees the stuff on the extreme want list plz tell me, i desperately want to noe where to find the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently: Surfing the MAC cosmetics webbie and listening to Rachael Yamagata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112375216264763839?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112375216264763839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112375216264763839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112375216264763839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112375216264763839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/dare-to-be-different.html' title='Dare to be Different'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112322959091352665</id><published>2005-08-05T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T01:13:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Cut Is The Deepest</title><content type='html'>tah dah dah dumm. it friday. Havent blogged yesterday cuz i was lazy. As usual. Anyways, i realised that i've really delayed in getting a tagboard. BUT considering that im real tired today, i wont be getting one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Mr Tommie Came home. Ven realised that greg couldn't keep kitty and she couldn't bring in home cuz her mum din allow, but she was already in town studying when she found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Celeste met her and brought tommie back for the day, said that her elder bro was playing with it the whole night though. Kinda weird for a guy. But when tommie was in town, ven said it was all hyper. It was running here and there and everywhere. Sherlyn finally managed to carry it though, even though she's sorta scared of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, during history i actually paid attention which is not something that happens often. Then during double chem, i was alright in the first period, but in the 2nd period i actually fell asleep while staring at the board, and charmaine thought i was actually listening and asked me some chem stuff. What am i supposed to noe i was sleeping! but later on, Ms Yap told as to do this quiz so we wouldn't fall asleep. Hmm. Guessed it worked, cuz i managed to be awake till a.maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, enough about skl, tomorrow, the netball girls r playing at Kallang for Pesta Sukan, but i won't be playing, neither do i want to as i still have a bad cough. Even evrybody in class stares at me when i cough, cuz its very obvious that its bad. But i still have to go to kallang tomorrow at 7.20 in the morn. Hello!!! people don't u noe that teenagers these days are really deprieved of sleep. and we cant leave till like 5pm. Anyways, the reason i cant play is because i have quite irregular attendance. Hmm, so yuppz, Ms shanti wants me parents to write a letter. Like what the hell. Hmm. But i guess its okay. I'll help Liling around tomorrow, and get tanned at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112322959091352665?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112322959091352665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112322959091352665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112322959091352665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112322959091352665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-cut-is-deepest.html' title='The First Cut Is The Deepest'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112304402551185307</id><published>2005-08-03T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:40:25.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick-edy sick-y boo.</title><content type='html'>I juz woke up, and its a wednesday, i noe i havent blogged for like 3days. and the last one was like sorta cut off. Aniwaes, i havent blogged for awhile cuz im still sick, i havent been to school for two days if u count today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should explain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back after school, to help with the red house painting, din go really far, cuz joan had to leave at 4pm, and it was really hot when we had to paint the words. It was reallt really bad, u cant get a tan, but u can get like a sun strike. So for awhile joan and i squeezed beneath my umbrella, Ms Tan (home ec.) was really nice she offered us a bigger umbrella when she saw how poor thing both of us were. But we refused cuz the sun was clearing out. Then, i went to the hall to watch the rehearsel of the Daanceamania, when i wasn't supposed to. But i guess it's alright, cuz i helped out a bit with the banner, and because it was going to be held today and i actually have training so yuppz. I couldn't watch it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i went back home, studied Literature, i guess that's when my fever started to rise. I was getting sick, i could feel it. U noe u get this feeling when u'll get sick and u noe it starts with a flu but then will turn into a fever. i guess there is some virus going around. But then hey, i went for tuition, learned some new stuff on functions, hope it'll help me with my A.maths retest. But then right after that my parents rushed me to the clinic, which was thankfully still open, cuz when the nurse measured my temperature i had like 38.7degrees. So yuppz, i was the last patient. Doc, gave me like a 3days MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i ate the medicine and all, i went straight to sleep, it was a tiring day after all. My mum, attributes my getting the fever to what she calls a low immune system when i get my period, hmm, i din noe there was such a thing. Ok. back to what i was saying, i guess the medicine, has some side effect, cuz me mum said i went into her room, in the middle of the night and said some rubbish. She said i was talking in my sleep and that i was sleepwalking. Oh great now to add more troubles to my weirdo list. But i realised i had to wake up like at least 20times to pee in the middle of thge night. I guess that's just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body was aching like hell and i really really wanted to lie in bed the whole day. Which i eventually did. Claudia and Keith came over after school as usual, they were watching tv and all, and asking me some of their homework, i really miss Primary one and four homework. too bad their gg to Shanghai at the end of the year.  actually there are some parts of them i definitely will not miss when their in Shanghai, like knowing that im sick and purposely, jumping on my bed and asking me questions over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i ate like porridge the whole day, which is not bad really, i guess i'll lose weight. Hmm, anyway, Claud also got the flu cuz i guess she was hanging around me and so both of us now have the flu. Except i still have a fever. It went down to 38.2degrees not much of an improvement though. In case ur wondering, im not typing this entry my auntie is. Cuz im sick and all, aniway, she has to practice, cuz she's starting to e-mail her children back in the Philipines. and started like video conferencing with them. Wow! the greatness of modern technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, anyway i gtg, i wanna sleep, imstill sick. And OMG im so sorry melissa, im missing the match with St margs today. My attendance is crap. Oh shit. Gtg, sleep sleep sleep c0omes first. Temperature today 37.8degrees. Better. So i'm prob coming to school tomorrow. Byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112304402551185307?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112304402551185307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112304402551185307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112304402551185307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112304402551185307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/08/sick-edy-sick-y-boo.html' title='Sick-edy sick-y boo.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112280369261458770</id><published>2005-07-31T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T02:54:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is your heart?</title><content type='html'>Its sunday evening and my mum is on the phone complaing about me, as usual. I mean there is not one day when she does not complain about me. Aniwaes, my period came yesterday and had cramps like hell, wanted to die die die so badly. Argh now she is complaing about what im listening to, then see she's not happy that my auntie agrees that im not shouting at her. Oh, okay now she wants me to shut the com. fine, i will, like i'll complaing more about her later. Tah tah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112280369261458770?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112280369261458770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112280369261458770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112280369261458770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112280369261458770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-is-your-heart.html' title='Where is your heart?'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112252948446511059</id><published>2005-07-27T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:31:17.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARLING JOAN' S BDAE!!!</title><content type='html'>its thursday, i realise that im gg to go broke if i keep on spending and not saving. Its kinda hard, when u knoe u have 400bucks on hand. i bet im down to 350 by now. Considering the fact that my mum will pay the difference for my ipod. But i still have to save, probably will withdraw cash from my account. Aniwae din blog yesterday cuz was back quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training ended at about 5pm yesterday, me dad din pick me up cuz he had to attend a funeral, till 10pm, so decided to stay to help red house paint our wall. Was there alone with joan, till 10mins later when celeste, grace, sam and tatiana came. Celeste said she'll treat us, to something if we win. in the end stayed about 7.30pm, joan and i took a cab back, waved for like fucking 20mins till, one free cab stopped. like wad the hell. I only reached home at like 8pm. The cab fare was at 11bucks. Hiaz, claiming from me mum. Aniwaes, after eating and bathing i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today, had dancing again, it was much better than the other times. Though i guess we looked kinda funny cuz i had to pirouette, and i was much taller than marian and i had to do it under her arms. So it was funny. The day was kinda insignificant except im gg to tanning leter, after school. so okay. will get back later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112252948446511059?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112252948446511059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112252948446511059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112252948446511059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112252948446511059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/darling-joan-s-bdae.html' title='DARLING JOAN&apos; S BDAE!!!'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112236671855463670</id><published>2005-07-26T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:31:58.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep sleep zzzzz.....</title><content type='html'>Its tuesday afternoon, im facing the com with nothing else to do. It sorta rhymes right? But nope i dun have nothing to do, im gg to do  my lit project in a bit, then after that revise through my chinese, cuz there's a chinese test tmr. yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, is the only free day i have after school, meaning, no tuition and no staying back. Today, was a damn cold day, it was like raining at 5 in the morning. But i went back to sleep till 6 when, my dad fetched me to school. Freezing like shit. Anyway had 4 straight periods of maths, thought i was gg to die, like every tues, then chinese, where the lesson seemed shorter than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then double lit double english, i was gg to doz offf again during the last period of lit,  for englishYip made us do comprehension test, and like i couldn't finish my summary, iwas pissed cuz she din gif us enough time. Normally, i finish faster than the rest, and she still scolds me. i guess the compre was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to J8 with natasha, then we sorta broozed around the stores. Hmm, when natasha left i went back to popular to buy i storybook, and bumped into joanne tan, i havent seen her in like a long time. Even though we r in the same school, Then lazy little ol' me sat a cab home for 4bucks. Quite cheap. Now im like looking at the webbie for the new movie the perfect man which stars Heather Locklear and Hilary Duff, Diane watched it in New York already, says its ok. So im checking the trailer out. Bye bye gtg. i might sleep for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112236671855463670?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112236671855463670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112236671855463670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112236671855463670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112236671855463670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleep-sleep-zzzzz.html' title='sleep sleep zzzzz.....'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112228483322346498</id><published>2005-07-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T02:50:57.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.</title><content type='html'>its a brand new day. Hmmz. Have alot to say. lets rewind to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;It went alright in the morning and everything, had tuition fr 1.30pm to 3.30pm. After that while waiting for my parents to fetch me gome, talked to kimmie koo for abt 10mins. I miss kimmie, but i guess my phone bill this month would be quite high, cuz im calling to melbourne and all. Then when i reached home, mum wanted to go through cheena with me cuz i have a test on wed. I din really want to study with her, cuz believe me she's really impossible to handle, then (i knoe this is my fault) i sorta asked her whether i could go through it on my own, i like the tone u get when ur frustrated. Then off she went pissed and all, saying how i dun appreciate her and stuff, then its like end of the world. Yuppz noe my cheena sucks like shit and all. Then sorta talked about it till, like 6pm, then we went out for dinner. Hiaz, was so mad, then was scolding her by pretending to message on my fone. when in fact was lamenting on my fone. Aniwaes, think i will still be able to get the ipod, by the end of the week. My parents are okay, after a few days they forget about stuff, probably bcuz i do me them angry all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY....&lt;br /&gt;literature project was kinda rubbish, havent done it yet, alyssa havent contributed anything yet. Hmm, aniwaes we had to move down to 3/5 classroom cuz of liling's left foot which i think had a torn ligiment or something. Then that Yip had me moved to the front, like what the hell. Hmm, anyway im used to it, i haved been moved to the front countless of times. But was pissed though, i dun like her at times, but i have to admit she's an okay teacher but absolutely boring. If ur reading this Miss Yip i think u have to face the fact that im not the student of a minority in class that feels that, i have evidence, that practically the whole class feels that. So anyway, cuz Miss Tan talked loads to us, we missed our physics period which we were supposed to have like a test. But later on Mr lim took over one period of english. Good for us. But i knoe i'll have to take a retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, actually moving down is cool, we dun have to go for recess, but can stay outside our classroom to eat. So yuppz. After school, stayed back to help with the red house wall for ndp, din do much, except helped shelter jona with an umbrella while she drew. It was raining like cats and dogs. Later teddy's mum have me a ride down the slope to the bus stop, before i could wave for a taxi, an accident happened i was like. WOW! i think 3 cars got banged upped, quite badly. Quite funny though. Hmm, now at home typing this in 5mins flat. Acually i did an IQ test on tickle.com im supposedly a &lt;strong&gt;Creative Theorist&lt;/strong&gt;. and like out of 1000 ppl only 6 are creative theorist, im actually "highly intelligent, complex person. You are able to process information of nearly every kind with ease, using both creativity and analysis to make sense of the world. Compared to others you also have a very rich imagination. " i dun agree with much of it except for the fact that i process info quite quickly and i do have a rich imagination. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112228483322346498?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112228483322346498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112228483322346498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112228483322346498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112228483322346498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-makes-time-pass-time-makes-love.html' title='Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112217581380827918</id><published>2005-07-23T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T20:30:13.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.</title><content type='html'>Its sunday morning, and i havent blogged yesterday at all. Considering the fact that my happiness was thrown right through the window, its no wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually meant to get the ipod mini last night, but my parents had other ideas. They think that i will get a better deal if i bid on online auctions instead. Well, looking at the good side of it, im no longer bidding for an ipod mini but a 20GB ipod instead, dun really want the new 4 generation ipod photo, i rather not carry around pics in my ipod. The actual price for the ipod im bidding on is like $450. But the new 20GB ipod photo is like US$300. I rather not spend that much, my parents are kinda supportive on me getting an ipod, cuz i actually saved about $400 bucks since april this year for my ipod mini, din intend to get the 20GB one. Im really surprised at them, they've always said i was listening too much to music, and that i sing really horribly along with the radio. My dad is kinda cool, he said that its alright if i wanna bid on the 4 Gen ipod as well cuz the dif between that and the old version is just 30bucks, im cool with it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's healt and wealth day was a complete failure, i could see that coming. It was so fucking obvious. But the worst shit was that i had to get up at like 7 in the morning. PLZ. I need to sleep, aniwaes my duty at our stall was from 9-11pm. Later on, i juz fled away, only to arrive back again to clear up the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was let off at about noon, went to go find the 3/4 ppl, helped them pack up their stall. Dunno why, when some of the ppl in their class were juz lazying about. Aniwaes after that went  to town with eirene, she bot some stuff at Fox, while i was waiting, mum called said uncle got into the hospital, had to rush home coz we were gg to visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwaes, hoping that my father comes home soon, so that he can help me decide on wad to bid for. Byes byes, got to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112217581380827918?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112217581380827918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112217581380827918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112217581380827918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112217581380827918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than-to.html' title='Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112201986483717031</id><published>2005-07-22T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T01:11:04.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you would be loved, love and be lovable.</title><content type='html'>i suppose im in a lovey romantic mood now. ahhhhhh. stop. not because i have a crush or am in a relationship, but im actually thinking about what my new bedroom will look like when i've moved house at the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinking about doing the walls in purple, to me its a really romantic colour instead of pink and those colours normally associated with romance. im a purple lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is supposed to be like a nice day and all cuz its like the last day of the week i have to go to school, but no, because of the health and wealth day, i have to go back to school tmr at 7.3oam!!!! wad shit is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yuppz i oso totally forgot about the lit project i have to do with alyssa. Oh no!!! Aniwaes history was okay. Next chemistry wasn't listening that much but most of the things did manage to go into my head. Erm next was a.maths and then recess then double chinese then triple a.maths. im like so tired i have nothing to say, i dunno wad to do. Gg to talk to jess later as long as i can get hold of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired, wanna fall asleep, maybe i will. Gg to town tmr i think, currently the tube is tuned in to channel 5 that drama from a while back was showing i think its called chemistry. quite nice, got a quote off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate changes everything&lt;br /&gt;Everthing changes fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes forgot to mention, mel's new  story is damn cool, but kinda in doubt that she'll finish the story doesn't normaly finish them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112201986483717031?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112201986483717031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112201986483717031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112201986483717031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112201986483717031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-you-would-be-loved-love-and-be.html' title='if you would be loved, love and be lovable.'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112192427585635820</id><published>2005-07-20T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T02:38:50.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday...Racial Harmony</title><content type='html'>My eyes were like in a complete daze today, cuz ppl were in so many different kinds of local tradititonal costumes. Although, i think only one quarter of the whole student population wore the traditional clothes, there were juz an overload amount of them.  Din wear any costume though, but set a pact that we will wear costumes next year, cuz then it will be our last yr,if we get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the class ppl wore saris and punjabis, may's pink sari was nice, KB looked good too. Read my Harry.P book during PLR, after that during PE, had jive dancing, partnered marian, was supposed to be the guy cuz i was taller of the 2, bt marian cant dance at all, so the dance instructor asked her to change like 'gender' with me. The girl part was much harder that the guys, turn her and there and everywhere. When we finally danced together, it was weird cuz i had to bend to go under marian's hand, so yuppz, but i was confused with some of the steps as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during double S,studies, din listen to Mrs Tan at all,  i was reading Harry.P under my table. During recess, was kinda fed up with thaddea and all. During e.maths was sorta reading under my desk too, cuz i learned trigo already. During oral english class, finally finished the book, din think will finish so soon, going home today to try and see if i missed any parts out, dun think i din though, im a naturally fast reader. Its like Physics now, im in the com lab, practically everybody izzent listening to him. Hmm, have tuition tonight, i think im gg to die. Thank god mr tan pushed the a.maths test to next monday. Supposed to finish most of my e.maths hyomework today, havent yet, oh shit. Spinning feel good inc. by gorillaz cant get enuf of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyhey, i saved like enuf for my ipod mini oreadi think im buying it this sat, ask me dad to go with me to check on the stuff and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in harry.p its like so sad, dumbledore died, poor old man, always knew snape was a stupid old traitor. But i have this tingling feeling that snape only did it bcuz he made an unbreakable vow with that narcissa person, that he was supposed to help draco do whatever the Dark Lord asked him to. so yuppz, its gg to be a pity if hogwarts dun open on harry.p's 7th yr. anyway kinda envying j.k rowling i mean she's like 60million pounds richer over the weekend, man what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot tooooo tah toooo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually in my cousin michelle's house rite now, heard bad news. Seems that my niece Claudia who is 10 and herbro Keith who is 7, is ,most definitely joining my cousin in Shanghai when she is posted there later this year. Awww. come on, i grew up with them, im like their older sis, who fights with them practically all the time. Good news is that they'll go there on end of this year. They don't noe yet though. and im prob gg to follow them when they go this Nov, juz for a holiday. They're gg to be there for about 3yrs. But i tink their gg to a Singaporean School there, not to sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, can smell the delicious smell of the chicken rice my auntie lisa juz cooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gg over to Shanghai too, cuz Michelle's husband izzent gg and she still has to fly all over the country even though she's stationed in shanghai, but its gg to be hard for her to apply for a workers visa there, not too sure if it might go through though. Hiaz, im terribly sad, even though i have like a 99.99999% chance that i'll finally tatse real shanghainese food for the 2nd time in my life and many more chances after that cuz i wil be visiting them, like twice a year. Hope they dont bring their mini mac com there though, u guys can like give it to me. u can keep ur large screen monitor too, im not that greedy. Haha, its kinda lame im probably trying to inject some sorta happiness inside me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven called Kimmie in melbourne, bet she's eating dinner right now. i tell u kimmie koo, u beta resply my e-mail, dun act as if u disappeared of the end of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112192427585635820?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112192427585635820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112192427585635820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112192427585635820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112192427585635820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/thursdayracial-harmony.html' title='Thursday...Racial Harmony'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112185848406847227</id><published>2005-07-20T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T04:21:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday...Vatican City</title><content type='html'>Wednesday is like the day i dread the most in the entire week, i love mondays compared to wednesdays. Cuz of traing, not that i hate it or anything but i hate to get all sweaty sweaty and all. Any way today was the day of the "journey of faith" which has like artworks from vatican city thingie in the dunno wad art museum, and i so totally forgot to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine, only rained a bit, but it was cold in the morning and we din have assembly even though there wasn't any rain. The first period was S.Studies, cheryl and i couldn't even be bothered to write the stuff that Mrs Tan put projected on the OHP, there was too much. next was e.Maths the trainee teacher that was always sitting in the e.amths period Mr Soon, tried teaching us Trigo today, he's damn funny, cuz he smiles like practically all the time. Luckily i learned trigo at tuition or else i wouldn't get what he was teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was like double period moral ed. had to write this like compo. Then Yip came in for english, thank god this is the last day we have to see her in a week. During recess, saw jac and joan queuing up for ham and cheese burger, then cut in behind them, bot 1 ham and cheese burger and 1 siew mai (cuz jac bot the like 2 and there was only one left) but was still hungry. Then left with them for co-op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reccess was double cheena, half way during the first period, teddy said that she tink she left her wallet at the hall during reccess, so asked kang lao shi form permission to look, but then it wasn't in the hall. went to st mike's general office to ask, but it wasn't there. So in the end i told her it must be in 3/8 classroom. So we went to ask, then yuppz yes it was there, how stupid is that. Aiyo was perspiring like mad lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was like delayed cuz ex-students from CJC were promoting their school. Hiaz, knew i couldn't make it to JC lorh, cuz i mean the score to enter CJC for this year's batch of O'level takers is like 11pts., and although we're affiliated it only minuses 2pts. Man, its damn tough lorh 13pts. Marian was like but i want to go JC. I was thinking, with our class morale how can. All those that are gd stick to each other, plz lorh. Although Sherlyn is exceptional, she damn smart lorh, 1st in class for mid-years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, aniway managed to go to the vatican city thing, cuz mrs siow allowed. Had to pay $2 though. Hmm, the stuff there was damn cool, but it was damn dark, the only lights were on the exhibits , so my eyes were straining. Joan and alicia were there too, joan went like oohhh constantine, but its supposed to be this emperor who allowed christianity to be practiced in rome or something. On the bus ride back to school, i fell asleep. Hiaz so tired. Then after getting my bag from class, then went to interchange to finally collect my Harry.p book from popular, walked there with Sherry. Then felt damn sick, took a cab back home. Actually, puked a bit, then felt hungry so cooked maggie mee. e-mailed kim back, cuz she told me she ponned her lecture at trinity college in melbourne, said it was introduction, so damn boring. think im gg to call her after i bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112185848406847227?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112185848406847227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112185848406847227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112185848406847227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112185848406847227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/wednesdayvatican-city.html' title='Wednesday...Vatican City'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112178203997475151</id><published>2005-07-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:07:19.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday.totally sucks</title><content type='html'>today is like a damn horrible day, its double period day. Had like 4 periods of maths at one go. First 2 periods a.maths then next 2 e.maths. Couldn't concentrate when Ah Tan explained functions, i mean i dun understand much, although its quite easy. i knoe how to do, composite and inverse functions though. A bit weird larh. And then went up to the board to do like half a sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Tan,  told us that he joined Stef and the ARC girls who were in Osaka,Japan since last week for a robotics competition. But Ah Tan only went like on Sat night then was at Osaka for only one day, which was last sunday. U knoe he spent $690 (singapore dollars) for a round trip ticket to and from Osaka. In osaka, he wa stupid enough to spend $48 on that toy machine that u grab soft toys with. He din even get one, how stupid is that. Oh yar. He missed his flight back to Singapore as he only counted in the time that he had to check into the airport, he din count the time he had to travel there. So he even spent like 200bucks on cabfair to the airport and missed the flight. Damn dumb. Then he had to buy like another airticket to singapore, with a stopover in shanghai, he sat china airline, so poorthing..AND the tix cost him $3000 singpore, oh man what the hell. the whole class was laughing at his stupidness, and inability to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was one period of chinese before recess, playing with the paper froggies that the ppl in 3/2 were constantly folding. Then borrowed Diana's Harry.P book to read, i was trying to read the first few chaps. Except thaddea,  wanted to read from where she stopped, so both of us were like perring underneath our desks. Aniwaes, speaking of which, called popular wanted to knoe why i din get my book, they told me something was delayed prob weds or thurs will receive. Hiaz, guess i have to borrow others to read in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, was double Literature, first period i was kinda attentive, second period i almost fell asleep. I think Mrs Low noticed, cuz she asked me to read the book. Hmm, then was double english, plz lorh i almost fell asleep if it wasn't for my book, i mean loads of others were reading and stuff and talking, and that biatch had to confiscate my book, What the f***. Got problem izzit, but im okay, i have tons of other books, Yip in case u din notice that everyday i have a new book, that i bring to school. Argh frustrated when i rmb it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, after school, when to auntie lucia's house. Raining like shit. Then i guess there was no one in the house other than Nor, and she was bathing, So i sorta stood under the rain for like 5 mins which felt ages cuz i wanted to pee badly. Then i called the hse then Nor told me she was changing, so waited awhile. Edward, Debbie's boyfrien was supposed to teach me physics at like 4pm, but came like 2 hrs late, its okay though wasn't angry or anything. From the time i was there till like 4.30pm only Nor and i were there in the big big house, it felt weird though. Was watching the bold and beautiful for the 3rd time in my entire life on Star World, then Hollywood squares was next, when the show was about to end, auntie lucia and jac, came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda bored cuz i prob said everything i wanted to already. So hey im gg to sleep in like half and hour. Bye bye. Rmbed that i haf training tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112178203997475151?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112178203997475151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112178203997475151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112178203997475151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112178203997475151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/tuesdaytotally-sucks.html' title='tuesday.totally sucks'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112167818252378796</id><published>2005-07-18T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:30:51.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday.......blues</title><content type='html'>i've been actually fingering with the template for the last half hour. Havent got a clue why i've decided to just write a post now. Anyways today was a boring day, as usual. Its the single period day in school, except for english being the only double period(like i was falling asleep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in a good mood today as my cousin, Michelle gave me $ to go buy the Harry.P book cuz my mum(a stingy person) din wanna buy for me and not even with my own $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lesson was PC, i was dreading it cuz the teacher is Miss Yip my form teacher. Bcuz last thurs, me.cheryl.ven and may were eating i class, and then we had to do detention larh. Like what the hell. In case ur wondering there was some spy in our class. Im gg to get the bitches that told on us . i dun really mind the detention cuz its juz cleaning up our class for 5 days. But i hate ppl that backstab. Aniway miss yip was so disappointed, i was kinda guilty when she sorta scolded us, but she made it sound as if we were suicide bombers and we just bombed some place. I was guilty at first but changed my mind like 5 mins after she started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant rmb what we had to do for PC though. Next was Physics Mr lim was damn funny, especially with ven gg on about their "affair" together, i could see he was damn embarrased. Hmm, Then it was Lit, i thought i was gg to fall asleep, i noe i noe lit is imp. but its monday, i cant listen that much. Double english was next nearly fell asleep again, while Yip went through the holiday homework. Nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Recess, talked to jess a while, finally have time to talk to her, haven really been that close since beginning of this yr. Talked about taking cab to interchange with her n mindy after school. Couldn't find anybody to sit with during recess until i spotted joan n jac, din wanna sit with ven and all cuz other ppl like izza and nat were with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was e.maths, Mr tan locked ppl out again for being late, i tink it was cheryl. sherlyn. may and celeste. Hmm, tested us on the trigo stuff we were supposed to rmb. learned in tuition but din memorise. Actually my e-maths trigo is okay, except i cant rmb stuff.After that was history then cheena then chem. Quite bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to interchange with jess and meiqi instead, cuz mindy was late from her health and wealth day thing, so yar. Was raining like shit, so took a cab to interchange, jess went home. Went to buy the Harry.p book at popular, but i wanted the adult version and all they got was the children's, so i reserved. Will prob get it tmr. Took cab home after i bot stuff to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Now that im home rmbed that i forgot to check in with Mr tan the OM for our detention, will explain to him tomoro that we had to rush home so din get to check with him. Yupps, i guess ven and all will scold me. Oh wells shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112167818252378796?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112167818252378796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112167818252378796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112167818252378796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112167818252378796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/mondayblues.html' title='monday.......blues'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14560923.post-112159079909510799</id><published>2005-07-17T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:59:59.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twiddleythumbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hiaz finally created a blog after 2 yrs. Forgot alot of stuff. Muz learn all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14560923-112159079909510799?l=wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/112159079909510799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14560923&amp;postID=112159079909510799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112159079909510799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14560923/posts/default/112159079909510799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishsecretdreamer.blogspot.com/2005/07/twiddleythumbs.html' title='twiddleythumbs'/><author><name>dreamer.secret.wish.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289583415637748558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
