<?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-16184460</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:49:07.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever lah.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112774382838286998</id><published>2005-09-26T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:13:06.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday buffet.</title><content type='html'>YOOOOHH. yesterday was mah bday buffet! met up with fon to cut her hair abt 4+. then waited in srg mrt from 620+ to 7+! everyone is late. LOL! was a huge grp. so paiseh. ling backed out last min, she said she was paiseh and sort of, yeah cud likely understand cos she dint kno anyone der excep fr ader. and ader reached abt seven plus. i was busy entertaining everyone! cos they were in grps and dint know eachother. i'm glad my baybees understood my situation and dint blame me. sryh abt tht baybees. some left early and i cant help stop teasing laogong! hes so cute lols. okehs. alright. was a tiring day. but managed to got out of my house at ard 11pm, 24th sept. with jenny, sheenatong, sheenaheng, ader and joanna. we went cine fr ktv till 330+. and i lost my wallet. gosh. left it in d toilet. this gonna be hopefully my first and last time. it contains 200+ bucks! ahh!! my angbaos. then they helped me looked fr it but cudnt find it. everyone was tired but they still walked to toilet and searched the dustbins and made report. i'm sorry fr tht trouble. i was suppose to treat them and in the end they gotta treat me! i owe them! reached home at 5am+ dint hav keys. da girls stayed over at my house. so jenny and i climbed in, giggling so much. wanted to laugh out loud but the street was SOO quiet. then we ran in to open the gate. dint hav keys fr doors! we had to use umbrellas to hook da keys out. sounds so much like burglars. finally opened, everyone bathe and opened prezzys. slept at 7am. then afternoon mami brought us to eat sushi tei! anyway we enjoyed alot i guess! lastly, i'm happy that i've got all my best girlfriends beside me for the night. (: aft tht momi brought me to shopping! and i bought this banana bolster. SO CUTE CAN! : D &lt;/3. all &lt;strong&gt;i wanna say thanks to my mummy and daddy fr da buffet, presents and angbaos. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* in the last 27 hours. i saw him exactly 630 at srg mrt, then saw him in cine at abt 1230. the next day i saw him at coffeeshop when i had my dinner with my mummy. whats fate? gosh. what am i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I wanna say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thankyou &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to da ones fr the &lt;strong&gt;greetings, prezzies, and those who came&lt;/strong&gt;! I may missed out someones' names out here. I'm sorry about it but i'm thankful yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 236 -&lt;strong&gt; jianyong, qifong, winchez, chinpoa, peijin, jason, jiahao, joanne, aylyn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 2b boys - &lt;strong&gt;jeremy, stanly, bowen, cherhao, ahseng, jianwei, yida, hanchong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* baybee -&lt;strong&gt; valerie, qiuning, lorraine, liping, joanna, hauyee, priscilla, sheenatong, weini, genevieve, shanshan, natalie, remes, kejun, gordon, yiyang, edwin, xiaolong, jasen, desmond, larry, syafiq, marcus, jookee, shamshul, honeh, yuanshan, aifeng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* loved -&lt;strong&gt; aderlene, jialing, jenny, junda. sheenaheng, melissa, yingxian, michelle, jueling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*efonda, ezaline, haojun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* bibi jeh, jamie jeh, alex kor, maurice, aaron, george.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* michelle, emily, joanne, benjamin, guixiang, pohcheng, danny, makus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nicholas erzi, jamie dotterinlaw, jiahao, hockleong, weijie, joe, jialong, ray, guowei, qiling, redzuan, ys, serchin, carol, jason, huiwen,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;lex, gavin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112774382838286998?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112774382838286998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112774382838286998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/birthday-buffet.html' title='birthday buffet.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112774189122092373</id><published>2005-09-23T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:38:11.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day..</title><content type='html'>MWAHAHA LAST DAY OF PRELIMS and i'm so eager to know my results. so that i cud buy toto. all da f9's on my LAST report card in sec sch. lmao. aiya now say what oso no use. BLAH. met up with tong and headed to bugis and then met her friend, jay and whatever-his-name-is. walked ard. bought ader's birthday gift. saw sebas! THANKS TO JENNY ALRIGHT? and thanks tong fr tking da pic of me and sebas, will post up next time! (: uh he is SOOO CUTE. i asked him why dint reply my second msg. he said he was buzy or something. okaeh findin excuses i guess. lmaos. then i said eh yueqin rmb not? cos when i typed him da msg i included caps in the full msg with my name in it ( hoping he wud rmb me as a nut fella ) he did rmb lah. thats what he SAY lah. god knows. -_- went over to my nanny's dotter shop to wait fr ma daddi and mami to fetch me home. and here i am! first time coming home so early. 7.30pm. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112774189122092373?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112774189122092373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112774189122092373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-day.html' title='last day..'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112736409455761629</id><published>2005-09-22T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:45:48.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out with my 2b boys &amp; TONG -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/FDEL31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/FDEL31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/FDEL22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/FDEL22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/FDEL11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/FDEL11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sci mcq papers today! was still okay larh. still can roughly guess. phy was much easier than i thot. i din even study. ydae was like onlineing till 2 then studied till 4 on my dnt more. dnt today was pretty easy. well, not too bad. headed home aft sch. asked daddy to fetch tong home too. then i went home and got a quick nap. woke up at 3. talked to ader on the phone till 4. then i went to bathe while prep to go out aftwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;befor i was abt to go out. saw efon came. we havent been talking since like last year. we backstabbed each other and on ? i didnt even know what happen, mabbe i forgot. was shocked when my bro told me she set a bulletin and greeted me &lt;em&gt;happy birthday my beloved cousin yueqin.&lt;/em&gt; cos we havent been talking for since close to one year! not even new year. we behaved like we dint know each other. now its my birthday. she came and i pretended not to see her. i wore my high heels. den she called out to me. i say huh. then she say happy birthday and she passed me a present. it was from she and e za. how sweeet! well, jus really touched they rmbed my bdae and bought me a gift as well. thanks. but i b'eve between cousins whatever that happen, i hope nth cud tear our sistership apart. we were like so close and sudden pull out. well, i don't know. anyway. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eza &amp;amp; efon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer called me at 530 and i thot they all would be late. so i reached srg mrt at 630. uh anyway they only reached like 7. waited for one and another one. lucky tong and cherhao was der! met up with &lt;strong&gt;tong, cherhao, jer, stan, howsheng, yida, jianwei, seng, &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; bowen&lt;/strong&gt;. headed to &lt;em&gt;cine&lt;/em&gt; had our &lt;em&gt;dinner &lt;/em&gt;tgt, then catch a &lt;em&gt;movie&lt;/em&gt; aft that. titled &lt;em&gt;long yard&lt;/em&gt;. enjoyed pretty much today. movie only finished at 1130! we walked to god knows whr that place was. &lt;em&gt;parklane&lt;/em&gt; i think. jer wanted to play billard but i cant, mom's starting to yak so loudly. i mean. i doubt i would enjoy my bdae this year. my mom still scolds me on bday itself. so sucky can! and i just ignored her. didnt wanna spoil my mood. on the bus, when we were all pretty tired. talking about this sat, hoping my mom allow me to go out with them in late mid night again! i mean its like. rare, and its my birthday! most prob they wont allow, sigh. how sad! and i will be very pissed, really. i miss 'em all. we hardly get together as much like last time where we see each other so much in sch everyday. now its only few times a year! well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just wanna&lt;/span&gt; thank them for the &lt;em&gt;accompany&lt;/em&gt; today fr celebrating my birthday with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. some skipped work, some skipped funeral and on .. got themselves in to scolding. sorry guys! really wanna thank you all for spending your lil time with me! i'll miss you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112736409455761629?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112736409455761629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112736409455761629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/out-with-my-2b-boys-tong.html' title='out with my 2b boys &amp; TONG -'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112724405481146599</id><published>2005-09-21T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:20:54.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS MY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture%20217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/Picture%20217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/gek%20birthday%2020092005%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/gek%20birthday%2020092005%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'l like seventeen. well gotta &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;da ones &lt;strong&gt;who rmbed my birthday&lt;/strong&gt;. sending me &lt;em&gt;greetings&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;testimonials, smses and even messages&lt;/strong&gt;! got to wake up late for sch today cos prelim starts at 2. couldnt figure my way out of the practical. so lost! but anyway. i only cared its my birthday. lol. after which, qiuning said she wanted to go toilet, so i accompanied her. came out, joanna said she wanted to go toilet and insisted me to accompany her, and i did! i came out, walked to the canteen and realised the others are preparing to light up the birthday cake they bought for me. so sweet right! it was a surprise. i didn't cry but was touched and veh happy. &lt;strong&gt;joanna&lt;/strong&gt; even used the m&amp;ms to trace out a &lt;em&gt;YUEQIN&lt;/em&gt; on da cake. thanks fr the trouble, so much precious! to all who bought the cake and made my day a fruitful one today. big thanks! gotta go out with my 2b boys tml. so happy!! it'll be the second year they celebrate my birthday fr me! gosh! i feel so loved. will update today's picture later on. havent got them all. hees. again, thanks! (: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my wish this year&lt;/span&gt; is, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mah good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;those having&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; exams&lt;/span&gt; will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; do well&lt;/span&gt;! the next one .. i'll remain it secret. and i'm glad he greeted me happy birthday today. haas.  i'm having insomnia everynight. cant get to sleeeeeeep! ): i'll go force myself now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112724405481146599?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112724405481146599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112724405481146599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-my-birthday.html' title='ITS MY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112713699695811146</id><published>2005-09-19T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T06:36:38.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHI PRELIMS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/e730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/e730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair yesterday and i look like peacock now. i'm dead. i didnt sleep for the entire night; this morning. i laid on bed from 2 to 6!. woke up and headed sch for the chi prelims. i'm flunking it again. well. who cares. i didnt even study. just only 1 word. daddy came to fetch me aft my papers. brought me home while i got change and he brought me to simlimsquare. i wanted to get an extra battery fr my digi cam and a 512 memo card. then went back to daddy's office. waited till they finish work while i had a quick short nap der. then mommy and daddy got me to bugis to get me a new handphone. e730. i wanted e640 so much but the functions werent as much as this. so got this instead. so here it goes! heh. thanks daddy. ily lots! gonna hava hot bathe now, before i head to sleep. sch tml is 130! and ........... my birthday. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112713699695811146?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112713699695811146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112713699695811146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/chi-prelims_112713699695811146.html' title='CHI PRELIMS!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112713633605223717</id><published>2005-09-18T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T06:25:36.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUGIS WITH TONG &amp; JENNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture%200021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/Picture%200021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. was suppose to meet at 3. i wanted to watch tv. so dragged till 430 then met. my phone was like spoilt. so could contact them. used sms fr the whole journey. i waited fr bus like so long! in the end tong, her bro and jenny came in cab ard my house to fetch me. was sry abt tht yeah girls! troubled your. we walked ard bugis till our legs are going to break anytime. came home only abouht 11. tong bought me a bday prezzy and i chose it. heh. thanks girl. here goes with our pictures! we had fun. :) i'm pretty tired. offtabed~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112713633605223717?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112713633605223717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112713633605223717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/bugis-with-tong-jenny.html' title='BUGIS WITH TONG &amp; JENNY!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112689273053479784</id><published>2005-09-17T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:53:50.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICECUBE!</title><content type='html'>everyone thought i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;em&gt;d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;my brother. yeah, i do. as much as any other one. but what he did today was &lt;strong&gt;disheartening.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;broked up&lt;/em&gt; into pieces. if he needed privacy with his girl on the bed &lt;em&gt;god-knows-what-they-were-doing&lt;/em&gt;, i didnt say anything. my back was facing them while i was playing his computer. i did not even turn my head for the whole hours. he kept wanted to push me out of the room. for what can't they do when i'm in the room? i'm not distracting their privacy of kissing even, i give no shit. and fuck. he asked, and what? his girlfriend whose my godsis, asked me ' when you want to go out of the room huh ' eh fuck? an outsider said that to me. and what, they did lil actions by unplugging the main switch when i'm playing my games promised to go out after the last game. whats so DESPERATE that they have to do that and not admiting? denying saying they don't know. i'm gonna swear more and more vulgarties. and they both EH me. shout at me EH. and sms me. EH. knn no manners? no father no mother? yeah, no whine. even if your own blood brother talks to you in the way of &lt;em&gt;ahbeng&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;rudeness&lt;/em&gt;, labelled me saying &lt;strong&gt;i'm &lt;/strong&gt;the one being &lt;strong&gt;stubborn&lt;/strong&gt;, no reason why &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt; would wanna show respect to me even. i felt so &lt;strong&gt;disgraced&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm &lt;strong&gt;dissappointed &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;disgusted&lt;/strong&gt;. i now oh so &lt;strong&gt;despise&lt;/strong&gt; my brother. for he lived for his girlfriend, an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;outsider&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; and not even his blood sister. i've nothing left to say. this cold war is going to begin. and i hate him, for now. i broke a glass in his room, i pushed the table. i slammed the doors 4 times hard. i blast techno to the max vol. i wanna kill somebody now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm just thinking, maybe he thinks she'll be the one helping him whenever he gets into trouble. or perhaps she's the one who would accompany him thruough his entire life. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we'll see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;met tong at serangoon gardens' at 940pm. waited fr jenny till 1030. then we called joanna to ask if she wanted to join us, then we lied to her lah. saying we are under her block so wanted her to meet us and eat, when we were actually at gardens. prayed she tht she takes long time to dress up. we took bus and ran up to her house. i hid behind the pillars to scare her when she walks down the stairs. she got shocked. the expression was damn funny. tong was suppose to scare her in the lift. in the end im the one being scared. i screamed. lols. walked to gardens halfway and took bus cos jenny is already waiting ther! we ate and had lots fun and jokes. as usual, gossips and talks. complains among us. i told them about the afternoon's incident stated abv. and yeah, i'm in no wrong. altho maybe i over reacted or had bad attitude. but you can't blame me. its my &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;, that's complaining &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wemt home at 1am. and i'm hereeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okes good night babys. tml havta go out with tong and jenny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112689273053479784?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112689273053479784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112689273053479784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/icecube.html' title='ICECUBE!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112662539775477607</id><published>2005-09-13T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T08:29:57.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ningyyyy's bday &amp; prelims!</title><content type='html'>gosh. its hell! i studied the past two days,&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; hard. that i only get my sleep like two hours since sunday! i couldnt sleeeeeeeeep at all. my sickky gettin better! hah. thanks&lt;em&gt; jenny&lt;/em&gt; for concern; more  &lt;em&gt;vit c?&lt;/em&gt; buy for me lah. anyways. today's comb sci paper. i studied and ya lah! i have all formulaes with me, everything i tried sooooo hard to memorise was in my head. and when i get the paper. GONE. everything gone! okay i shall stop whineing about it. since its over. and i'm bound to fail anyway. soo. aft paper wanted to go to ningy's house to surprise her. so we all had to like walk different ways when came out from sch, so that she wont suspect our plan yeah. along with &lt;em&gt;tong, jo&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;waited for my daddy to come bring us to central, &lt;em&gt;val &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; feng&lt;/em&gt; will walk ningy home. however, everything crashed when we met them in central. with ningy i mean. -_- nvm she didnt suspect a single thing. then we decided that val and feng will walk ningy home. than tong, jo, and me will go buy the cake and on. met eachother under the block aft sending lil ning home. then we went up to surprise her with me holding on the cakey!  stayed till 6+. and know what? from 1 she kept asking, your want to go home already not!. keep chasing us and on. but she&lt;em&gt; failed&lt;/em&gt; lah. anyway. its good she enjoyed and said to be her happiest birthday! good nights now. (: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEVENTEEN NING!&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/16184460-112662539775477607?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112662539775477607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112662539775477607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/ningyyyys-bday-prelims.html' title='ningyyyy&apos;s bday &amp; prelims!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112645389602495303</id><published>2005-09-11T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T08:51:36.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEADLY SICK.</title><content type='html'>i feel &lt;strong&gt;SO DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;. i am &lt;strong&gt;SO SICK&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fucking&lt;em&gt; SICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i feeeel sooo WEAKKKKKKK.anyways. went to precious hse ard 6 and mug a lil together. THEN, went grandma house and NOW I'M HERE. i feel SOOOOOO SICKK. =( &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorethroat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and i'm dying. i feel so &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt;. fuck tml's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;prelims&lt;/span&gt;. i sure&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; flunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;em&gt;alalallaaa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112645389602495303?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112645389602495303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112645389602495303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/deadly-sick.html' title='DEADLY SICK.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112620683535737021</id><published>2005-09-09T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:13:55.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know nothing about maths!</title><content type='html'>oh shit. i'm in dead meat. i did opss paper1 today. and yes, i don't know how to do the &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; paper. damn shit. lol! and i wasnt worried, even &lt;em&gt;a bit.&lt;/em&gt; i'll die soon. whineing and whineing and whineing. i woke up at 130pm, slept at 4am. not so long eh. did tving and some maths questions and eating at the same time till 8pm. had my tuition fr two hrs! was planning to go tanning tml and some fuck&lt;em&gt;shits&lt;/em&gt; happened. so, &lt;strong&gt;ruined.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;just fuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; went airport to fetch &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; at 11pm, then came home ard 1am. chatting over the phone with ader fr like two hours! and just ended it since she said she wanted to sleep. so here i am, with three msn chats on my list. ahh god. buddeh just said he cant tk any lv anymore, and that means fr my bday buffet night. shucks! he said hes boss gonna kill him. so &lt;em&gt;its okay&lt;/em&gt;, i &lt;em&gt;kinda&lt;/em&gt; understand lah. he said he prob look fr me tht midnight, so i planned to go ktv on the 24th mn, hopefully mummy allows me to. cos if jer's not coming, the whole lot of boys are not coming tooooooo! and yes, i included them in the list. mummy's gonna kill me. lol. hope jer could make it then! and &lt;strong&gt;buddeh&lt;/strong&gt;. dont be &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt;! cos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm here - WITH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112620683535737021?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112620683535737021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112620683535737021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-know-nothing-about-maths.html' title='i know nothing about maths!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112612089666942891</id><published>2005-09-08T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:21:36.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a part of me &lt;strong&gt;wants&lt;/strong&gt; to see him &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a part of me &lt;strong&gt;doesnt&lt;/strong&gt; even want to &lt;em&gt;remember&lt;/em&gt; that we've &lt;em&gt;met&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;when&lt;/strong&gt; our &lt;em&gt;paths crossed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112612089666942891?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112612089666942891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112612089666942891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/bb.html' title='bb.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112611985290001259</id><published>2005-09-08T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:11:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don bother reading this lah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/rubbsssh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/rubbsssh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was told a million and billion times to forget about it. and let it go. &lt;strong&gt;plets&lt;/strong&gt; will &lt;em&gt;understand&lt;/em&gt; why. &lt;strong&gt;naive&lt;/strong&gt; is here today. my friends are going to go -_-" again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'v long wanted to said this out; but everytime when i wanna start, i'm stucked. i'm not going to get jammed today. gonna be a long naggeh grandma story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hehs. i didnt know how we know eachother. it was a long time ago. befor i start clickin on your nick in msn askin you fr songs all the time. misunderstood you as another guy i kno from irc's mp3 channel years back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i didn't like communicating with boys, neither hang out with one &lt;em&gt;alone, &lt;/em&gt;till i met &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;23rd feb. i only did entertained you when you snooped me with a question of, why only look fr you when i need songs. you was like my &lt;strong&gt;song HUB&lt;/strong&gt;by - that was what you said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i forgot how iv got you on my list, but you somehow remembered me sending you 98degree's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my everything&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;before everything even started, before even i get to see you. before even i realised its coming. before anything. we went thru lots. quarrels almost like everyday. yet both struggling to keep it that way. not in a relationship , friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;perhaps we just wanted to have it once, maybe not 70 years like you said. i knew it was all empty promises, i knew it was just fairytale. i knew it was going to start, and yes. end very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we started everything like 20mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fr the period when we were together. its not even like twenty times we met even in that one month and on. i didn't know why i gave in so much to you. i loved you for who you are, for who i know, bb. uh huhs my bb. and i was yuh bb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;like what everyone thot you were, one day i realised it wasnt the man i knew. heartbreaker but not. cheat girls feeling. moneh, and on. you laughed at those girls you once had thrill with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, i &lt;strong&gt;despised&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i didnt like lying to you. and i'v never enjoyed that. i always let you see thru my smses and on. i knew that guy's a &amp; n's smses gonna break your heart, we will have a quarrel soon. i knew, i purposly didnt wanna delete anything off my phone. not their smses, or rcv or missed calls. i wanted you to see them &lt;strong&gt;yourself&lt;/strong&gt;. i did not intend to do anything about any reaction aft that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;there. you saw, we were in town and yea, from 5 to 10. talking from far eas to heeren. to somerset and opp ps. you didnt even wanna talk to me or reply me. you lv me walking, dangling behind you. dont matter, i won't blame you. not till i shouted at you, you followed and pulled me back from mrt to ps. yea. you still didnt want to talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hug? kiss? hah. i admited swearing vulgarities at you at times. havent i'v given enough? i never treated any boys like angels. be it, yuh the first. everyone's surprised. &lt;em&gt;stupid yeah?&lt;/em&gt; i'm not whineing, neither wanna have anything back now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i just, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;missed &lt;/em&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;perhaps i missed you quarrelling with me, ignoring to me, lying to me, and your&lt;em&gt; touch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;true enough, you always picked quarrels with me - insisting you'r childish cos yuh younger. you got jealoused oer that two guys all the time, leaving you paranoid; not wanting to say anything further. and yes, i am always kickin up a big fuss abt you and that bitch. but nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you're just &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt;, so &lt;em&gt;did i&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i forgot how it&lt;em&gt; ended&lt;/em&gt;, i forgot &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;07 mar. 1944.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unbreak my heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;carrot loves bugsbunneh. sometimes i &lt;strong&gt;hoped&lt;/strong&gt;, you &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;the guy i &lt;em&gt;first knew&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you're right. you thought thats a &lt;em&gt;blessing&lt;/em&gt;. some remained as &lt;em&gt;memories&lt;/em&gt; are &lt;em&gt;sweeter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;congrats on you &amp;amp; your new girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I DONT WANNA KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HIM SO PLS DON UPDATE ME TY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112611985290001259?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112611985290001259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112611985290001259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/don-bother-reading-this-lah.html' title='don bother reading this lah.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112611722069573577</id><published>2005-09-08T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:20:20.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/ktv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/ktv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggy's done! all &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to my &lt;strong&gt;precious coco' &lt;em&gt;JOANNA alrite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see this girl&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKED YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! so don complain. okes. heh i'm both happy and &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; sleepy. was woked up by the two retarded gems, tong &amp; joanna, at ard 12. slept quite late. was talkin to jh o'er the phone ard 3am. okes. guess what? they went sch early in da morning fr tuition and was suppose to meet me aft dat. quickly i went to bathe then took cabby down to srg mac to look fr them. how nice of them to buy my fillet meal fr me ready on d table. lol. i had free lunch, cos they used their points to buy lah. sounds stupid. -_- jo teach me about what lim taught. ahh bullshits lol! was tryin to understand till she came out with the sex procedure to help me. and i understand. (: met up with jenny ltr on and went js fr ktv. aft two long hours - which seemed short. ended ard four. walked to da sch's bus stop to send of tong &amp;amp; jen. then i went over to joanna house. was doing blog skin lars! and same, laughing all the way. she was complaining i ate a speaker cos i kept laughing so loud, for. &lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;. took cabby home at 12am when daddy said hes in jurong. fuckin far. alex called me so its kinda surprising. lol, he asked abt dnt lar lame guy. he got nice voice anyway. and ya. jo kept complainin that i didnt ask her fr tanning ydae. IM SORRY LARH. how i know. i thot she wud study so i didnt wanna distract her duh. ok lah. if there's a next time, SURE CALL YOU OUT LAH! now we four gonna mug fr our prelims, then MY BDAE! and OUTINGS!! before another o lvl shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112611722069573577?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112611722069573577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112611722069573577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/bloggys-done-all-thanks-to-my-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112602361713421020</id><published>2005-09-07T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:33:24.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baked in jenny's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/ktv.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jh was suppose to call me at 945 to wake me up fr my tuition at 10. but he only did so at 952. so nvm. he remembered anyway. thanks huh boy. my maid intercom my room to ask if i had tuition. i said yar. and she say walao your teacher here already lah! so i happily went to bathe while my teacher waited downstairs fr me. :x was memorisin the three laws fr the whole two hours! then finally ended. took another bath and packed my things and took cabby to jen's hse fr the tanning. just when i stopped at her door, i saw tong walkin. i came down she turn back and saw me. we dint know which house but just anyhow press da dor bell. k so right, was hers. had alot fun der. laugh, gossip, shout, eat and on. took pics tho. till late evening, walked to serangoon garden to hv our dinner at cartel. then i called my mom to ask if she cud pick me up. she asked me to tak cab down to kovan heartland to look for her, and i did lah! bought a bra. then my fav chocos brownies and headed home! watched tv and here i am. hahaas. time to study? no. time to sleep. :x i'm in love with junyang's voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112602361713421020?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112602361713421020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112602361713421020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/baked-in-jennys-house.html' title='baked in jenny&apos;s house'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112593543473175847</id><published>2005-09-05T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:50:34.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my head going to explode.</title><content type='html'>currently six msn messages and all talking about o levels! i just realised if i'm not going to buck up i'm going to die.. very soon. anyway. great friends i hav that offered help to me. lols. ym, des, jenny, mich, jue and on. how nice of them! and they kept askin me out to studeh with them. -_- i'll end up sleeping. ahhhs! boring. woke up at two plus then did homework till tuition. ended only awhile before this. tml's gonna be a fun day. the last day i'm playing before prelims. I HOPE SO...... =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112593543473175847?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112593543473175847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112593543473175847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-head-going-to-explode.html' title='my head going to explode.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112585436123016178</id><published>2005-09-05T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T10:19:21.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hoped you knew that i..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/rubbish1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/rubbish1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think about you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112585436123016178?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112585436123016178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112585436123016178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-hoped-you-knew-that-i.html' title='i hoped you knew that i..'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112585388813362324</id><published>2005-09-05T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T10:22:23.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodlucks pea!</title><content type='html'>i'm having my apple bits! and chattin wiv ym. rocks. i'm gettin tired. altho i slept fr so long and woke up in da late aftnoon. had my tuition then headed kovan to get mah brownies. had dinner with my family at central - since quite a long time. then went to my grandma's house. boring day. sucks! i hate to studyyyy. gosh. it kills me. well. &lt;strong&gt;all the best&lt;/strong&gt; to mah lil ones taking their &lt;strong&gt;'n lvl chi&lt;/strong&gt; later this morning. especially &lt;strong&gt;my dearest pea&lt;/strong&gt;, ader. nich erzi. and.. &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. haas. he wont get to see this anyway. so. nvm. (: just, yeah &lt;em&gt;behind you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112585388813362324?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112585388813362324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112585388813362324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/goodlucks-pea.html' title='goodlucks pea!'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112583254323702914</id><published>2005-09-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T04:15:43.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUMING. _|_</title><content type='html'>i miss youming. LOLL. he's gone again. and always coming back to give surprises. WADDAHFUCK BOY! contact me when you see this. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112583254323702914?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112583254323702914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112583254323702914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/youming.html' title='YOUMING. _|_'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112576798331647049</id><published>2005-09-04T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T10:26:26.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when i think about you ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guy n&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered.&lt;br /&gt;from the moment you came into my life..&lt;br /&gt;years ago.&lt;br /&gt;fall in love. together. broke up.&lt;br /&gt;still friends. still loving.&lt;br /&gt;be with another.&lt;br /&gt;is this us, &lt;em&gt;honeh&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;whenever i was questioned about you, things became truly sensitive. i wud always avoid questions, anything to do with you. its not i dont wanna talk about you, but i just cant find my right answers. i can cry. when i think about you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you not for anything you did,&lt;br /&gt;but for who you are, changed.&lt;br /&gt;millions of secrets between us.&lt;br /&gt;bury it.&lt;br /&gt;lets put in this way ..&lt;br /&gt;ever since the last time i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i meant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll be getting well in future&lt;br /&gt;and.. we shd not talk again.&lt;br /&gt;all the best!&lt;br /&gt;(: tkcr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that &lt;strong&gt;guy a.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm close to your bestie, thats why.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime when i'm about to take a step closer,&lt;br /&gt;you hav another girl.&lt;br /&gt;and when everytime you wanna take a step closer,&lt;br /&gt;i choose to take two steps awy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm realleh gettin sick about it tho.&lt;br /&gt;stop pretending. stop lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guy e&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;impossible but yes, im missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think about you, still.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112576798331647049?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576798331647049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576798331647049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-i-think-about-you.html' title='when i think about you ..'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16184460.post-112576654676486992</id><published>2005-09-04T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:55:46.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taken during teachers day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/del5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/del5a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5b &amp; 5a's dnt students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/del5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/del5b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heh. class 5baybee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112576654676486992?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/feeds/112576654676486992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16184460&amp;postID=112576654676486992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576654676486992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576654676486992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/taken-during-teachers-day.html' title='taken during teachers day.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</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-16184460.post-112576555952499353</id><published>2005-09-04T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:46:12.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>joanna's house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/gemstones.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/gemstones.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i woke up in the morning was bathe. instead of switchin on my computer's screen. then i msged joanna if i cud go over to her house to slack. she said okay, again me and tong went over to her place ard three. we were supposingly to do our maths together. ended up playing photoshop. especially me lahs. we did few sums and went back to the comp. was also playing with nailpolishes and cameras too. was hanging ard in joanna's house till 12am+ when i decided to ask my mom to fetch me home. did alot computer. hee. thanks precious fr her patience helpin me wiv da blogskins! thankyou girl. smoochies. again, im saying it for the sake of saying. time to mugggg!&lt;br /&gt;thanks precious 'coco. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112576555952499353?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/feeds/112576555952499353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16184460&amp;postID=112576555952499353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576555952499353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112576555952499353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/joannas-house.html' title='joanna&apos;s house.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</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-16184460.post-112567885487331548</id><published>2005-09-02T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:34:14.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skipped sch.</title><content type='html'>well. miss lazy here skipped sch. my mom's kick a big fuss about it. i woke up at 650 and sat awhile on my bed to think whether to go sch anot cos i had slight sorethroat AND LAZY! then i decided not to. smsed sheenatong, told her i'm not going, and will meet them aft sch. cos they were askin me to come yesterday night, saying its HIS last day in sch and on. aiyah dont care. my sleep is far more important. i was suppose to be outside sch by 130. but i only reached at 2+. they were screamin on the phone lahs. i took cabby to joanna's place and walked to sch. i didnt saw them, waited outside sch and saw gen, weini, shan, pris and marc. went to s11 and eat wiv them. met up with lorraine and val. conicidently, saw sheena and her guy-friend. ate and stupid gen kept talking about the jelly; since monday i think! gosh. we were laughing so loud in s11, she's pretty mad today. the rest thot we were retardeds anyway. val told me she banged onto him in sch. sheena and joanna told me they saw his undies. ok loser, he wore briefs. turnoff. LOL! madness. gen was high till 4 when we decided to lv joanna's house. tong and me walked her friend to srg mrt then we both headed to joanna's place. gossiping, bitching, all along the way. did rubbish thingys o'er der, laugh and laugh. cook and eat. joanna's house is soo comfy! stayed till 11. i'm startin to love the both alots! prelims are coming, im still playing. die.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's still mad at me. shiat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16184460-112567885487331548?l=babybackside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/feeds/112567885487331548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16184460&amp;postID=112567885487331548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112567885487331548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16184460/posts/default/112567885487331548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babybackside.blogspot.com/2005/09/skipped-sch.html' title='skipped sch.'/><author><name>read my lips. fuckoff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02274443053588521538</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-16184460.post-112563921729933242</id><published>2005-09-01T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:35:54.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shann's bdae.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/girls5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/girls5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/group2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/girls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/girls2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/1600/group1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3721/1527/320/group1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;shan's bdae. woke up as early as eight to meet da gurs at pasir ris. eh. went escape. lol. very childhood days. eh, made a fool outta ourselves anyway. gosh. got a glimpse of a cute guy der. took a pic of him. real cute boy. he's tall, tann and thin. darn! joanna's in love with him can. he's real caring to the lil babies - that was what caught my attention on him. not his cuteness lah! lol. whr can you get such guys. haas. i love gay boys! heffa fetish fr boys younger and five yrs older than me nowadays. and! malay boys are cute. whats wrong with me -.- okaee. played till six plus, took a bath with tong; okay that was les but fun. and went on dinner to meet da boys at simei. carried on by shan's bday cake. everyone got so pissed off with eachother and on. little things to big ones. and i know. today's situation wasnt like so right. the boys dont get along with the girls now, and yes, quarrels between our girl group too. waddafuck is wrong? anyways. almost two months left. dont wanna bother so much either. everyone's so fake can. girls takin sides of the boys. what the hell? dint we said befor no matter what we'll always stand as one? fuck you lah girl. is it me? or what. aiyah. whatever lah since like everyone's pretendin. after five years, i'm in love with sheena tong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not going school tomorrow. ahhh! mr tay's last day. ok who cares. feel so sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday to shan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; happy teachers dayy. 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