<?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-9063372</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:21:09.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yanting</title><subtitle type='html'>yanting
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I haven't logged in for &lt;i&gt;eonssss&lt;/i&gt;, i actually forgot my username &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; password. Sigh. Maybe I should revive my dead blog a little. Even the dead need some breath at times okay! Otherwise, why does the seventh month festival even exist? Makes sense RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fantastic! Or rather, fantastic night (: We went out for dinner at around five at toa payoh for hokkien mee that was rather good I guess. The meepok fishball noodles was gosh. HOT, I scalded my tongue a couple of times drinking the soup in order to wash out the spicy sensation lingering in my mouth even after a few minutes. Okay, it wasn't &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; the food that made it such a great day. Maybe I was just in an okay mood. BUt, I love that homey feeling sometimes I get when sitting on our car. Like, the whole family SQUASHEd into one small small area, albeit not very willingly (: Oh yes. Maybe I should do something about my small chest, okay courtesy of mummy who told me she watched in a show that people with small chest tend to have bad tempers because their xin1 xiong1 xia2 zai3!?!?! In any case I don't mean going for breast &lt;i&gt;enhancement though maybe I should. &lt;/i&gt;Yeap. Not LITERALLY, but yea, my temper I guess. Mummy was asking me to switch off the radio and gosh. I felt the &lt;i&gt;pissing&lt;/i&gt; sensation. -not the urinating kind, I mean the raging one-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at IMM was, okay, lukewarm at best. It was just hanging around, following around, walking around. I'm not the kind that likes to wander about alone when shopping; I prefer being with somebody all the time (: That's &lt;i&gt;independence for me! Yea like I'm  SOO independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We returned home at like &lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="9"&gt;nine thirty&lt;/st1:time&gt;? And started watching hollow man 2! Gosh. It gives me the creeps, how the good guy most likely turned into the bad one right at the end of the show. &lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;seriously &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; this kind of endings, it's already so cliche yet it just makes me think and think about things, how the main characters struggled so hard to defeat the hollow man and .. TATAR&gt; he becomes one himself. Cool but yikes. Sis and her bf had a LITTle tiff over a cup of cup nooodles that HAHA amused me for the rest of the night. Gosh. It's wierd how it's just so humourous when you're not involved in the tiff, but the people involved can be so seriously mad at each other. Shall not elaborate more, I'll die from laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-115907663886626558?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/115907663886626558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/115907663886626558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-114467100654541385</id><published>2006-04-10T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:10:06.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during geog when we were walking back frm the library to our class, mr colemanchua suddenly turned back and told us something wierd.&lt;br /&gt;'the weather really reflects on how we are feeling today, huh?'&lt;br /&gt;it was raining then.&lt;br /&gt;had just gotten back physics test and was still trying to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;but we were like joking when we saw him so i thought we looked quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;that statement seemed puzzling at first. but.&lt;br /&gt;what surprised me is really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true that statement is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on my way back after doing maths pt when.&lt;br /&gt;the call came.&lt;br /&gt;what a powerful call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you didnt have to do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there could have been many that could help you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you would let them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you'd poured out everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you'd let someone you trust know everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may not have been the one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but im sure there are many that would have been willing to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a selfish act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what about your parents and relatives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did you even spare a thought for them? your loved ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didnt you know the consequences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or the fact that we cannot hide from our problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna affect me for a longlong time to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-114467100654541385?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114467100654541385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114467100654541385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dunno-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-114415541576295858</id><published>2006-04-04T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:56:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are friends supposed to turn against one another after they split into different classes?&lt;br /&gt;are friends supposed to forget their friendship and the times they spent together?&lt;br /&gt;OKAY not like i really MISS our friendship but this is just so pissifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU. extra.&lt;br /&gt;to criticise others you've got to reflect on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;before you put someone down look at yourself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;YOU happen to be UGLIER, yes A MILLION TIMES uglier than she. and im not joking.&lt;br /&gt;before you BITCH about others just think. use your empty brain to think.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i forgot your brain is empty.&lt;br /&gt;why would anyone fall in love with you anyway?&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly got the feeling that you're LYING to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;and dun forget that everyone HAS EARS.&lt;br /&gt;dun think we are earless just as you are brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;mind your language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-114415541576295858?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114415541576295858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114415541576295858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/are-friends-supposed-to-turn-against.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-114165085287384183</id><published>2006-03-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:14:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEOG TEST TODAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;S***s man. shall not type vulgarities or sth today cause im trying to be like more SI1 WEN2.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt exactly rock.&lt;br /&gt;yeap i hope i made my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class relay!&lt;br /&gt;yea we did our best although our best wasnt the best. but it's the best we could have done and let's be proud of it (x&lt;br /&gt;im glad i didnt cause our class to fall behind or sth.&lt;br /&gt;was like so worried cause apparently i was saboed and they purposely put me as the last runnnnner GRRRRR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LURBBBVEEEXXXX THREEFOUR WORXXXXXX.&lt;br /&gt;-raises eyebrows at the ahlian language-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID MSTANHAINEE ASK ME TO THANK MY SOFTBALL TEAMMATES IM STILL WONDERING WHY.&lt;br /&gt;how come nobody wants to answer me.&lt;br /&gt;they made me look good? pretty?&lt;br /&gt;whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;ive got like 10 pimples all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother's going for hip op tmr!&lt;br /&gt;god bless him (x&lt;br /&gt;arhhhh should i go strings or go visit hiM!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNNA SEEE HIM LAH.&lt;br /&gt;but is that an excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-114165085287384183?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114165085287384183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114165085287384183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/geog-test-todayyy-ss-man.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-114078071555710777</id><published>2006-02-24T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:31:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiya. went heeren for dentalappt after school.&lt;br /&gt;i got my new plate to replace the one i dropped into the sea during obs! and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO BIG CANN.&lt;br /&gt;its like so near my throat that i get the urge to vomit every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA maybe can lose weight like that -__-"&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. its 2 TIMES the size of the one before!&lt;br /&gt;HUGE CAN.&lt;br /&gt;and its covering the whole of the left side of my molars so i cant bite at all.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i can bite but only with one pathetic little tooth on the right.&lt;br /&gt;sigh the top and bottom of my teeth cannnnot touch each other at allll already.&lt;br /&gt;suckkkky.&lt;br /&gt;and now its not even translucent anymore! WHICH MEANS ITS OBLIQUE. WHICH MEANS IT LOOOOOOKS GRrrooooosssss.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MAKES ME LOOK EVEN GRRRRROOOOOSSSER THAN I ALREADY AM.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me a real sadsadsad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY LETS GET AWAY FROM THAT.&lt;br /&gt;eng test today.&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but i still think i made lots of mistakes. i always do.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. like my maths.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;no i mean think abourr it. -courtesy of msninachng! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i just realised my tagboard isnt working.&lt;br /&gt;and ii have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH LAH. HELLLLP!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-114078071555710777?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114078071555710777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114078071555710777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-114044280807169567</id><published>2006-02-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:40:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT BELIEVE WE MISSED 202'S SECOND BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;PISSIFYING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argsh.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say im PISSED. yea but pissed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;i think i THREW THE DVD REMOTE CONTROL AWAY ON SATURDAY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was watching cheaper by the dozen 2 and eating lor mee at the same time. so after eating i cleared everything up and threw the newspaper underneathe the lormee away lah.&lt;br /&gt;and i SERIOULIS (hahahahaha lu lao shi) think that the remote control is gone FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;pissssssifying.&lt;br /&gt;my mum says te remote control is gonna be at least a hundred bucks.&lt;br /&gt;and she wants me to pay for it cause SHE WANTS ME TO LEARN FROM THE STUPID LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;yea. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im so blurrrrr lah.&lt;br /&gt;as my mum said, i dont have any eq.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww. and stupid me sent an empty msg without any attached msg to yijie and she just called. man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after church on sunday jiefu and my sis and me went to harvey norman and some digital shops to look for THAT remote control but we couldnt find lah. eeeeersh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy and mummy found out about the mssing remote control today. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;got a nice little lecture after i came home.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha my dear SISTER was scolded cause she picked up my mum's call when my mum just realised it was missing. i missed that call.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya im still damn pissed about my maths.&lt;br /&gt;and how i cannot go for mass swim cause they apparently changed the stupid day of the stupid and irritating mass swim to stupid and irritating and pissifying wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, im pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-114044280807169567?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114044280807169567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/114044280807169567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-cant-believe-we-missed-202s-second.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113929910080439024</id><published>2006-02-07T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:58:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn.&lt;br /&gt;im sick.&lt;br /&gt;feverish, runnynose, cough, backache, headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school during sama's lesson yesterday and waited for 1 hour at the GO for my sis to come fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;gosh she damn nice can.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even complain about having to delay her tuition class and insisted on carrying my bag for me. then on the bus she helped me to massage my back! lol was kinda amused because i always only see my jiefu massaging for my sis and not my sis massaging someone else.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY SIS. &lt;3'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum had planned to go out with her friend and she had to cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she'd be pissed but she wasnt (x&lt;br /&gt;went to consult a doctor with my mummy and we had to wait SO long can.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MUM. !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went new crea church on sunday(x&lt;br /&gt;need to walk so far from suntec!&lt;br /&gt;i was so extra i wore my new shoe there and ended up FALLING.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;the floor so slipppery!&lt;br /&gt;my DEAR sister and jiefu were LAUGHING CAN.&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to be sympathetic....&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pastor was damn funnny.&lt;br /&gt;he looked like the bad guy from spiderman 1! that green goblin monster.&lt;br /&gt;haiz one thing bad about the church is that the seat is too comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;during the whole time i was fighting against the urge to just close my eyes and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;haha i found out later from my sis that my jiefu and his brother were sleeping the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;(x at least im not THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;arh the pastor talked so much i shant talk at length what he was preaching.&lt;br /&gt;shall summarize everything into one sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;as christ is, so are we in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and there was this lady 2 seats away from me DANCING when we were worshipping lah.&lt;br /&gt;gosh so funnny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now lets pray that i get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113929910080439024?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113929910080439024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113929910080439024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/02/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113843991437854486</id><published>2006-01-28T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:18:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PITY ME MAN.&lt;br /&gt;its CHINESE NEW YEAR EVE.&lt;br /&gt;and i have red dots over my hands and my face and some on my neck and knees.&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;im suspected to be having CHICKEN POX.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND SINCE ITS NOT CONFIRMED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113843991437854486?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113843991437854486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113843991437854486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/pity-me-man.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113828099422909656</id><published>2006-01-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:09:54.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last update.&lt;br /&gt;15 jan. which is like.. more than 10 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs, which was a week ago (x, rawked. YAWN TOO LAZY TO TALK ABOUT IT since ive already written what we did every day in my teeeeny weeeeny notebook! haha actually i was copying tammy and chilli lah. they wrote every day so i decided to FOLLOW! yeayeayeay yea. yeah. lol whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was basically a damn boring day lah. LOL with the exception of higher chinese when gv spent like half the lesson drawing lu lao shi's face. DAMN ALIKE CAN. but as i said, look like FUNERAL PHOTO.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after she finallly finished drawing i asked lulaoshi over lah.&lt;br /&gt;xiner was saying we had a surprise for him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we gave that funeral photo to him! we were saying that photo looked better than he. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;oh YAR. when gv was drawing his mole on the cheek i asked her to add hairs to his mole. and GUESS WHAT. WE FORGOT ABOUT IT AND GAVE THAT PICTURE TO HIM WITH HIS HAIRS ON THE MOLE STILL THERE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;nvm not like i was the artist. NOT MY FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh YES.&lt;br /&gt;today i learnt that vanesssa likes singing on stage! -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during science stupid jo asked some stupid question in cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly mixed up YOU and ME in cantonese and shucks i ended up saying i like to eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;grrr and jo made a LOT of noise during strings lah.&lt;br /&gt;CHAO SI REN ahahahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;as peiqi would say, YOU SHUTTTTUP LAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last period was free period cos ngpeitong wasnt here! went for some graduation thing (X. alll of us were so happppppy. oh yar with the exception of yen cos APPPARENTLY she's smitten with ngpeitong because of the YENYEN biscuits that he gave her. (((((X&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;its beeen decided that our class will be called&lt;br /&gt;FOURfeat!&lt;br /&gt;((((X&lt;br /&gt;kingkong objected violently against it but majority WINS!&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT peiqi kept shouting MAJORITY WINS!&lt;br /&gt;-______-" we KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;oh yar she's pocahontas cos she's AFRICA!&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;why am i ariel?&lt;br /&gt;lol nvm as long as im not princess jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;lhahaahaa.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.&lt;br /&gt;that SMALL SMALL ORANGE that ms cheryl gave us is POISONOUS!&lt;br /&gt;cos i shitted after eating it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa nonono im joking okay.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHAT &lt;/span&gt;cos.. okay NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhh so sad!&lt;br /&gt;jo no longer treasurer with me.&lt;br /&gt;now its yunyi!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yayyy yunyi is NICE!&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;and she's only a bittt tallllller than i.&lt;br /&gt;ABIT ONLY! (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsh my typing is like so random.&lt;br /&gt;like jump here jump there.&lt;br /&gt;haiya NVM cos im HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;ITS ALMOST CHINESE NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;((((((XXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YARYARYARY.&lt;br /&gt;something DAMNDAMNDAMN FUNNNY.&lt;br /&gt;my sister had relief teaching at zhenghua secondary school today.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;LOL a lot of boy gangs went up and asked her for her phone number!&lt;br /&gt;and one boy even ponned his class and went to my sis class without my sis knowing, until his teacher came looking for him! he said he wanted to be in my sister's class cos she's damn chio.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and one class monitor even went up and ask for my sister's age.&lt;br /&gt;he was like- i younger then no more chance already right?&lt;br /&gt;and my sis said YES.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ALL SO DESPO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiedilian also want.&lt;br /&gt;yucccckkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i thought shiyun was yunyi on msn.&lt;br /&gt;OOOPS. and i callled shiyun yunyi.&lt;br /&gt;lol nvm one right. SHIYYYYEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113828099422909656?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113828099422909656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113828099422909656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-update_26.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113728732953035667</id><published>2006-01-15T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T09:08:49.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waa.&lt;br /&gt;its obs tmr lah.&lt;br /&gt;finally finished packing my stuff. yuck and im gonna be bringing all the garang-guni stuff that seriously have to be thrown away. all my clothes are like yuckily gross. haha but its okay since the paper writes that clothes will most likely be torn or soiled. haa come to think of it, will anyone go and buy super nice clothes and wear them to obs to be destroyed?&lt;br /&gt;haa i feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more days to my brother's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;err. i forgot the date today so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;and =X i havent gotten him anything! like. how am i supposed to know what he wants?!??!!! HINT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;oh yar. damn sad. wont be around for his birthday. hahaha but not to worry- i'll be singing his birthday song all night through. maybe- JUST MAYBE- i will start the song at the same time as everyone else in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113728732953035667?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113728732953035667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113728732953035667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/waa.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113715394681788425</id><published>2006-01-13T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:05:46.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you.&lt;br /&gt;please please please can you stop looking for every single opportunity to show off. you're really nice and all that when you arent showing off. so PLEASE lah. i know -we know- that youre damn damn pro. its STUCK in our head. so you dont have to emphasize that any longer. erm okay i guess youre really popular? OKAY I KNOW THAT TOO. thankyouverymuch. i will remember that youre really popular so i guess you dont have to reiterate that point too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. on a higher note, my sister has been picked by her teacher to be the MONITRESS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;PRO RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;my genes what. (((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs comiiiing.&lt;br /&gt;omgooodness im kinda scared lah.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113715394681788425?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113715394681788425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113715394681788425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/you.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113685613547589606</id><published>2006-01-10T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:22:15.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nagging is stupid. now let us analyse the causes and effects of nagging, using the INfamous...... (drumroll), hilda taba table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually im too lazy to contrust  a table here so lets just write okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSES.&lt;br /&gt;no particular reason- it varies from pmsing, menopausing, wanting to vent anger on a poor innocent and cute little girl, insanity, craziness etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFFECTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;children become irritated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all the more dont wanna listen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;start singing to cover up the noise,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have to purchase ear plugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slam their doors to prevent hearing the noise pollution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roll their eyes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feel damn damn angry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feel the strong urge to punch someone or something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blood pressure rise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLEEP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST EFFECTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;children become good singers since they have to sing to you know, preventing themselves from hearing that noise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;increase in demand for ear plugs- boom in the earplug industry, people break out from the vicious cycle of poverty while the poor little children have to starve to afford the earplugs. earplugs become a NEED, not a WANT. lots of people starve- yea that's BAD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;many doors are spoilt due to the hard impact slamming have on doors. those selling furniture gain from it though. adds to the vicious cycle of poverty, but at the same time helps carpenters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;increase in eye operations due to eyeballs dropping out of their sockets. yea caused by the rolling of eyes of cause. VICIOUS CYCLE OF POVERTY cause pple cannot afford eye surgery.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HIGH BLOOOD PRESSURE. maybe lead to heart attack or something? hospital have to have more ICU wards. those builders and hospitals gain. more patients WHAT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;high demand for punching bags. yar duh, for punching and venting your anger. POVERTY. and of course, its a kinda good exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;good for those children who suffer from insomia since they are FORCED to sleep to save themselves from the noise pollution.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;children grow more rebellious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;due to high levels of noise pollution for those who cannot afford ear plugs, many become deaf. HEARING AIDS. VICIOUS CYCLE OF POVERTY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lack of LOVE and WARMTH at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, very few and stupid things come out from nagging. so stop IT. nagging only adds on to the VICIOUS CYCLE OF POVERTY, which is really really not good. dun care about the hospitals and those earplug sellers and manufacturers. think for yourself first LAH. so. lets advice parents to stop contributing to wastage of money. and of course, the VICIOUS CYCLE OF POVERTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments-&lt;br /&gt;GREAT ESSAY.&lt;br /&gt;you've made good use of the PEE and its precise, has depth, relevant, accurate and BLAHBLAH. although its not really in the form of an essay, i give you FULL MARKS because of the absolutely fantastic... CONTENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achievements-&lt;br /&gt;COMMONWEALTH ESSAY FIRST PRIZE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113685613547589606?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113685613547589606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113685613547589606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/nagging-is-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113646375353912775</id><published>2006-01-05T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:22:33.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday my rating on the HAPPY scale was 7.&lt;br /&gt;now its 2.&lt;br /&gt;not that i wasnt punctual and all that, but im really like depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY did this HAVE to happen to him?&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt a mean boy, not selfish, not idiotic, not boisterous or rowdy or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;in fact he was nice, loved to play sports, fun to be with and great.&lt;br /&gt;and things HAD to change.&lt;br /&gt;like WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;there're like millions and millions of people that deserves that torture more -MUCH MORE- than he does.&lt;br /&gt;and its him who is suffering. while murderers, rapists, robbers, kidnappers are getting away scot-free.&lt;br /&gt;yes he's not the only one suffering.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT I KNOW AND IS CLOSE TO AND IS MY AGE.&lt;br /&gt;i know the world isnt fair.&lt;br /&gt;but couldnt it be fairer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god why did you HAVE TO DO THIS TO HIM?&lt;br /&gt;him and his family?&lt;br /&gt;the toil and turmoil they're put in?&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;there is a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a painting that only inks and blots and be seen when you stand right in front of it, but when you step back you see the whole beautiful picture.&lt;br /&gt;like those inks and blots are obstacles that add up to your life journey.&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THERE IS NO MORE LIFE JOURNEY.&lt;br /&gt;going to be no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why him of all people.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;whywhywhy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it written in the bible that miracles can happen when you believe?&lt;br /&gt;that when you ask it will be given to you?&lt;br /&gt;why is it that after praying for months it doesnt come?&lt;br /&gt;why does it HAVE TO get worse?&lt;br /&gt;even mariah carey and whitney housten say that.&lt;br /&gt;THERE CAN BE MIRACLES WHEN YOU BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;i used to like that song.&lt;br /&gt;but no.&lt;br /&gt;im not listening to it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really feel A LOT or very very depressed when my grandfathers vanished from the earth.&lt;br /&gt;nor my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;i know im mean, but i reallly didnt see much of them.&lt;br /&gt;NO BUT NO.&lt;br /&gt;this is so different. sososo different.&lt;br /&gt;is everything going to become just.. beautiful memories?&lt;br /&gt;just like- gone with the wind? eroded away forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. please.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113646375353912775?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113646375353912775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113646375353912775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-my-rating-on-happy-scale-was.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113638129291512947</id><published>2006-01-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:28:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my stupid idiotic mum is ranting on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;nice music to my ears. that is, if my ears dun go deaf first.&lt;br /&gt;she ask me to check whether the kettle was boiling and i didnt hear any sound so i came back lah. and HAHAHAHA by the time she stepped into the kitchen she found condensed water droplets outside our window. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed class lah.&lt;br /&gt;from 305 to 304. apparently some vietnamese scholars needed to take our place for some english lesson thing. yea me, wanxiu and joanne. and we're joining sara, yen, gerry, xiner and polly! that makes 8 meepokers. YAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;but that number not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;4 for si3.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes and there are 3 -yes THREE- prefects in my class.&lt;br /&gt;and 7 -yes SEVEN- psls.&lt;br /&gt;prefects are scaryyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay now my mum';s complaining to my dad about me on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LAH.&lt;br /&gt;chao2 si3 ren2.&lt;br /&gt;SHHHHH.'&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i forgot its supposed to be music.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness she's like so far away.&lt;br /&gt;okay according to the DEAR LITTLE WOMAN WHO GAVE BIRTH TO ME, her 2nd daughter has got no IQ at all. im sorrry for this dear little woman who had to give birth to a worse-than-retarded daughter. i pity you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be changing seats tmr lah.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;not like i like my seat now a lot anyway. hahah. sitting right in front cause apparently the vietnamese like to be teachers' pets so they chose the seats at the middle and in front. walauuu.&lt;br /&gt;like that how to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;xiner better arrange me to be sitting at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. BYEBYE mrs newby and tan hai nee!!!! haha though its not the final goodbye. they're still my geog and pe teachers. and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr my first 2 periods are geog and pe.&lt;br /&gt;-____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar yesterday i found this girl in 305 who has the same birthday as i! yar again.&lt;br /&gt;so it's sihui me and ermm. wenting/weiting yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time at that all-rounders award thing i found a girl called *CHRISTIAN NAME WHICH I FORGOT* chua yan ting lah.&lt;br /&gt;so cooool right.&lt;br /&gt;and the chinese characters are exactly the same as mine. (x&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113638129291512947?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113638129291512947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113638129291512947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-stupid-idiotic-mum-is-ranting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113578131691875361</id><published>2005-12-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:48:36.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;br /&gt;KILL KING KONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113578131691875361?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113578131691875361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113578131691875361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/two-words.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113552258902734549</id><published>2005-12-25T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T22:56:29.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. there's something seriously WRONG with my mozilla. am using internet explorer instead. but HEY TODAY'S SUPPOSED TO BE A HIGH DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas means PRESENTS!YAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the remembrance of god's love for us. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;and as i read from the daily bread,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ABOUT CHRISTMAS IS ITS FIRST 6 LETTERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is-&lt;br /&gt;christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sentence that really reminded me of the reason we celebrate christmas. so i included it in all the christmas cards i sent out! oh sorry some unfortunate pple your christmas cards are gonna be late cause i missed the postman/woman on the 23rd. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.gosh im tired so this is gonna be short.&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU. AND ME. AND EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;and lets LOVE GOD too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;kinda wish i was an angmoh.&lt;br /&gt;they have christmas that is much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR WHAT AM I THINKING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113552258902734549?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113552258902734549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113552258902734549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113534678382391068</id><published>2005-12-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:06:23.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's the story of...&lt;br /&gt;antonio cum dadi cum dayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fine day in the morning at 8, sweet little antonio/dadi/dayang started rollerblading from her/his house to the post office. the wind was, unfortunately, blowing against him. after 2 hours of rollerblading, he found that he was further away from the post office than when he first started out. he worked really HARD to work against the air resistance- he had to crawl there. he began his little journey, moving at the speed of 2m/minute. finally! his eyes caught the MAJESTIC words- POST OFFICE. he had arrived!! though hungry and perspiring like (lets just say) crazy, he didnt feel sorry for himself. his LOVE for his lover was so strong, it could overcome any obstacles. he FINALLY posted the letter he had be clutching on to throughout his little ordeal- the LOVELETTER for the dear fair gentle elegant dazzling etc... princess yanting. for your information, he arrived home at 8 at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanting saw that letter and saw the UGLY and disgusting handwritting. she threw the letter into the recycling bin to save the trees. (((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, sweet little antonio/dadi/dayang again! started on his journey to post more letters- now 4 letters on a skateskooter this time. halfway, he noticed a drain that he had never seen before and felt reallly curious. as he stood up to examine the cute drain, he lost his balance and FELL into the drain. OUCH. yea. you can imagine the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanting, out of evil intentions, decided to agree to the proposal of antonio/dadi/dayang. as the pastor was asking whether she would accept antonio/dadi/dayang as her lawful husband, she said NO and caused antonio/dadi/dayang to be heartbroken. he measured a pound of his flesh near the heart (he managed to GAUGE), cut it out with his flying dagger and.... yea of course he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear shrimp. hahaha. enjoyed RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;lol we lied that the earrings that daddy bought for mummy was bought by jiefu...&lt;br /&gt;-______-"&lt;br /&gt;nvm she believed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;gonna reveal it to her later. (((X&lt;br /&gt;tadar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113534678382391068?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113534678382391068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113534678382391068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/heres-story-of.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113525103355291638</id><published>2005-12-22T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:30:33.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh YAY.&lt;br /&gt;KINGKONG and CHRONICLES OF NARNIA rocks. totalllly.&lt;br /&gt;yar but i still prefer kingkong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap on dad's birthday my whole family- my older and younger sis, bro, mum and dad (okay its relatively large) watched kingkong. lol. most of the show was damn funny lah. there were like dinosaurs and retarded creatures and. and. and. this CHIO-NICOLEKIDMAN-LOOKALIKE GIRL. oh great. i forgot her name again. though my sis makes it a point to drill the name into my head everytime i call her the kingkong girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched narnia today. THE LUCY SO CUTE. yea and so was EDMUND! yayy. i love watching movies with chio or cute actors/actresses. i felt kinda cheated. all the while i thought that queen narnia was good lah. the advertisements seem to portray her as the good guy. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tardar. gonna eat seoul garden tmr.&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate mummy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;oh YAR.&lt;br /&gt;bought an earring for mummy on behalf of daddy.&lt;br /&gt;errrr. THE CHILDREN bought for her already so dun get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;daddy's budget was 1000+ lah.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. might as well spend the money on me. (((X IM MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;ended up buying this citigem earring.&lt;br /&gt;nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113525103355291638?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113525103355291638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113525103355291638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113507696324251600</id><published>2005-12-20T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T19:09:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW.&lt;br /&gt;its been almost a month since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;im powerfullll.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's daddy's birthday! happppy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;arhsh. im not very happy but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid dentist claimed that he never asked me not to wear the plate anymore when he DID. claimed it wasnt recorded down so he didnt. WHATEVER MAN. like i'd like to lie. what do i get when i lie? get money for not wearing that plate? -____-" comeon lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a higher note, CHRISTMAS IS COMING! yay so is mummy's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;yup and school's gonna start again.&lt;br /&gt;class posting results gonna be out too.&lt;br /&gt;oh man PRAYYY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113507696324251600?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113507696324251600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113507696324251600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113289959224476258</id><published>2005-11-25T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T14:19:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dadala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;im on my cousin'slaptop blogging when im supposed to be helping him do something about mushroom world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;hahaha. im so ontask! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;yayyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;phweee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;nothing great has been happening for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;IM SO BORED CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;the skirt that i bought yesterday was DAMN SHORT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;realised it when i was trying it on at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;yeeeeew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;at least the shirts okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;hhehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;TO THINK I SPENT SO MUCH TIME AND EFFORT TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHICH COLOUR WAS NICER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;GRRR lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;gonna go back and change it for something else later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;WAAAAA im so bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;so boring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;yuckyuckyuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113289959224476258?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113289959224476258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113289959224476258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/dadala.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113239166897654619</id><published>2005-11-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:14:29.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUAAAHAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;my sis went for that west view orientation thing today.&lt;br /&gt;yikes it was super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;west view's gonna change its uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says into sth that looks somewhat like a PAP school u.&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;and this lucky girl's not gonna have CA1, CA2 or SA1.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be like rgs lah.&lt;br /&gt;formative summative.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;and they're gonna have progress reports too.&lt;br /&gt;haaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113239166897654619?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113239166897654619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113239166897654619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/muaaahahahaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113213790068769998</id><published>2005-11-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T18:45:00.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;LOST IN A SHOPPING MALL THAT IVE BEEN TO A THOUSAND TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;my sis asked me to buy a card for jiefu what.&lt;br /&gt;and then i walked around for AGES and couldnt figure out where the heck some card shop was.&lt;br /&gt;and THEN i realised i didnt even know which shop sells cards.&lt;br /&gt;for SOME REASON i walked into ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;saw jolene somewhere there.&lt;br /&gt;i thought ntuc sell cards there but then i walked and walked and found myself facing vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent another few minutes walking up and down and then i realised.&lt;br /&gt;i could have asked jolene.&lt;br /&gt;PHWEEE by that time she would have gone so i forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;WOW and then i finally came up with a MARVELLOUS IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to call my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__________-"&lt;br /&gt;i completely forgot that POPULAR sells cards.&lt;br /&gt;oh man i spent another few minutes walking up and down popular looking for cards and i only found those christmas and locust cards.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to ask somebody.&lt;br /&gt;the cards were hidden RIGHT AT THE BACK OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i too blur.&lt;br /&gt;yuck the cards there were disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to that flower shop to buy the cards.&lt;br /&gt;APPARENTLY my sis finds cards with music and is 3D very childish.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;bought a small small cute cute card there though.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;i bet the shopkeepers found me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i spent like 20 minutes in the shop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113213790068769998?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113213790068769998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113213790068769998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/grrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113150903285585734</id><published>2005-11-09T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:03:52.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heck.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday we bought a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday mummy and i went to change my guitar from some FOLK guitar to a classical one which was more ex.&lt;br /&gt;and in the middle of the night mummy heard a loud PIIIAKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;she was going everywhere around the house and eventually she found...&lt;br /&gt;a guitar with the (do you call that a bridge?) broken.&lt;br /&gt;and all the strings hanging like dead maggie noodles.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;gotta make another trip down to change AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;whattheheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaaa there was this damn cute malay young lady at macs.&lt;br /&gt;mummy and i wanted to share this macs' funny icecream.&lt;br /&gt;yar DUH we bought one.&lt;br /&gt;then after she made the icecream she was like.&lt;br /&gt;EEEE. NOT NICE. I GIVE YOU FREE ONE. MUST SERVE CUSTOMER NICE NICE ONE. DONT TELL MY MANAGER ARH.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;actually her 2nd icecream was not nice too.&lt;br /&gt;my mum was saying.&lt;br /&gt;"ya this is nice.....ER"&lt;br /&gt;hhaaaa. trying not to be mean eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dadadar..&lt;br /&gt;going for piano lesson later.&lt;br /&gt;now shall go and watch tiko and friends with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113150903285585734?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113150903285585734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113150903285585734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/heck.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113127565947169596</id><published>2005-11-06T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:16:52.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DADALALA.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a guitar yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;heheee.&lt;br /&gt;just for fun- play play only.&lt;br /&gt;my mum wanted me to join guitar club and i was like. ARE YOU CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed up for piano already.&lt;br /&gt;phweeee. im starting from grade 1.&lt;br /&gt;SO PATHETIC OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;but hehee. at least my teacher's nice and NOT FIERCE! and according to the person she wont scold even if you dont practise.&lt;br /&gt;okay my violin teacher also doesnt scold. but. THAT'S NOT THE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;i was so worried i'll get some fierce and strict teacher like poor charmaine did.&lt;br /&gt;YUP.&lt;br /&gt;actually i could have gotten a chio australia-graduated teacher lah.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt make it on that day&lt;br /&gt;x(((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.&lt;br /&gt;im disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;walau.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of pple very buziliangli can.&lt;br /&gt;all the 3osth 40sth pple come and talk rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THIS ONE which i just received.&lt;br /&gt;this one is the MOST TALKATIVE by far.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?&lt;br /&gt; IM 14?&lt;br /&gt; and not interested?&lt;br /&gt; in dating?&lt;br /&gt;look at the rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i didnt allow strangers to send me msg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Heres something about myself moi loves to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;keep koi (just got my pond ready &amp; bought some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;koi), play golf (just started), jog (try as often as I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can), also do reading on biz related articles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cooking, baking when the mood is there and diving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at times.  What kind of cakes do u like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanna learn about gardening decorate my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gardens.  So recently, I bought some plants n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;been doing gardening at home got some roses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;orchids, sunflowers and hoping to see them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bloom.  My roses have bloomed a lot lately and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nice to see them grow from small bud.  What kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;of flowers do u like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Once a while when I have the budget and time, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;would try to go for a holiday now trying to think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;where I should go next.  When is the last time u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;went for a holiday?  For me, it would be Hong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Konghaha was there like 8 times last year and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;twice this year so far business trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How do u usually spend your weekend?  Do u like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;any sports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do u have an email that i can write to or do u chat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;online with your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i CARE whether you try to make time for jogging.&lt;br /&gt;like i care whether youll be going to hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;like i care care care.&lt;br /&gt;lol btw he's spastic.&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt have an email would i be able to sign up for friendster?&lt;br /&gt;got brains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna finish watching shediao soon.&lt;br /&gt;hehee. then i can throw all the JINGGEGE back to maria.&lt;br /&gt;my mum thinks huangrong's voice is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113127565947169596?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113127565947169596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113127565947169596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/dadalala.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113115148812355132</id><published>2005-11-05T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T08:44:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgoodness.&lt;br /&gt;qiwen is playing again.&lt;br /&gt;so there'll be rivals.&lt;br /&gt;:((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was acting so su nu and pretending to be maria while maria was trying so hard to be as chu lu as i!&lt;br /&gt;and we succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;they thought we were each other!&lt;br /&gt;GREAT ACCOMPLISHMENT!&lt;br /&gt;ya for me cause at least i know that i can act su nu.&lt;br /&gt;(((((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday that photog person so idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to slap him.&lt;br /&gt;but i knew my hands would be soiled if i touched his face.&lt;br /&gt;and for the feedback form thing i was NICE enough to say that he was nice.&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWW idiot.&lt;br /&gt;results... were okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda deproved.&lt;br /&gt;:((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113115148812355132?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113115148812355132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113115148812355132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/omgoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113092349732437265</id><published>2005-11-02T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T17:24:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something to clarify:&lt;br /&gt;what i said (in my last post) is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;nothing but the truth. ((((X&lt;br /&gt;you know. the longer i delay, the more anxious the both of them get (provided they dont do things ERHEM* behind my back) , the greater the satisfaction when they are finally united as one.&lt;br /&gt;SOOO. im doing good for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maria stop denying.&lt;br /&gt;cause your refusal to confess your love for my COUSIN!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna laugh more. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMEON?&lt;br /&gt;when my other cousin said that dumacold liked maria, he immediately disagreed.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA you know what he said???&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT LIKE, ITS LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough about that. i could go on and on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went genting over the weekends and bought some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;bought this funny funny full of inkblots bag and slippers and mummy got me a new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;(x.&lt;br /&gt;we got locked out of our hotels okay.&lt;br /&gt;there's this room that is connected to the other one.&lt;br /&gt;the younger cousins were in the rooms playing while others (me included) were out shopping.&lt;br /&gt;and HAHAA one of my cousins locked one door from the inside and all of them (except the one who LOVES maria) came out via the other door.&lt;br /&gt;okay guess what.&lt;br /&gt;they closed that door and got stuck outside since they didnt have any keys.&lt;br /&gt;parents came back and tried to open the doors, but the only key that they had was for opening the door that was locked from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;since there was this LITTLE BOY fast asleep in the room our only hope was that he would wake up and unlock the door.&lt;br /&gt;RINGRING! (doorbell)&lt;br /&gt;RINGRING! (telephone)&lt;br /&gt;KNOCKKNOCK! (door)&lt;br /&gt;yes he remained sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;PIG.&lt;br /&gt;only when we pulled his blanket did he finally wake up from dreaming of his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marriage with maria&lt;/span&gt;.  (finally managed to get in after 1hour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya and my sister was lost for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;she was telling the malays that she knew how to go back to the hotel and wanted to go there ALONE okay.&lt;br /&gt;-____-"&lt;br /&gt;obviously they didnt let.&lt;br /&gt;and she gave them my mum's handphone number when the handphone was in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;-____________-"&lt;br /&gt;okay at least she rmbed the number.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113092349732437265?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113092349732437265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113092349732437265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/11/something-to-clarify-what-i-said-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113050854555998646</id><published>2005-10-28T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:09:05.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. dunno what went wrong this year.&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading from 1st become 4th.&lt;br /&gt;and then this speech and drama thing...&lt;br /&gt;i guess... arh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohorrr.&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin. (sec 1) is asking for maria's PHONE NUMBER.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;the more he asks the more i will NOT give.&lt;br /&gt;yess.. even though maria agreed to give him her phone number?!?!??!?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think both of them are NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;you know what my cousin said?&lt;br /&gt;he said. "maria not online i sian diao liao lah"&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;i think they're in love.&lt;br /&gt;and HE ASKED ME TO PROTECT MARIA CANN!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;when all the while maria was the one protecting me and getting scolded by me and being slapped by me.&lt;br /&gt;THIS. IS. RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this stupid cousin.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to help maria BAO CHOU on me CANN!&lt;br /&gt;ME. his DEAR older cousin that he ought to be respecting instead of ganging up against her.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA BUT THIS IS FUNNYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel, and see, a blossoming relationship there.&lt;br /&gt;i introduced him to our DEAR AND GENTLE AND SOFT SPOKEN AND SWEET AND CLEVER ZHIHUA and he claimed maria is better!&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;the way he calls maria a vip... HAHAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna LAUGH. laugh until PUKE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;he NOT only asked me online but asked me via SMS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;and threatened to slap me -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha I DUN CARE.&lt;br /&gt;ignoreignoreignore.&lt;br /&gt;((((X.&lt;br /&gt;im evil. but THAT'S MEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;i shall torture him until he becomes love sick.&lt;br /&gt;and my this cousin is like.. kinda childish that kind.&lt;br /&gt;HE WOO MARIA?&lt;br /&gt;heheheheeee. (((X.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya bt maria is childish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going genting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;LAME RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;go and saturday and come back on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;-___________-"&lt;br /&gt;but NVM.&lt;br /&gt;((((Xheheheeee&lt;br /&gt;its just sooo funnny.&lt;br /&gt;AND,.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa my that cousin will be going.&lt;br /&gt;CAN GO AND TELL EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113050854555998646?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113050854555998646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113050854555998646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113024255029334652</id><published>2005-10-25T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:15:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with nat and mx (yes again) on sunday and bougth this funny funny roxy pasar malam bag!&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;but i bought it since the picture was cool.&lt;br /&gt;and because the girl looked like ME ((x&lt;br /&gt;nat bought tooo!&lt;br /&gt;stupid charmaine and maria and yumin thought that it was a plastic bag. HEY but they agreed the picture was nice okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got 5th for acp!&lt;br /&gt;hahah totally crap.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even like put in a lot of effort on it- just like anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we're so talented.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING.&lt;br /&gt;my role was soo important okay. my role involved the whole scenery of the place- i was holding the backdrop. SO IMPORTANT RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;((((((((X&lt;br /&gt;yar. RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;net carn tmr.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;let's win it.&lt;br /&gt;lose to 204 nevermind. just win all the others can already.&lt;br /&gt;AND CHEERLEADING!!!&lt;br /&gt;lets win like last year.&lt;br /&gt;(((((X.&lt;br /&gt;shall go memorise the cheer now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113024255029334652?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113024255029334652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113024255029334652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/went-out-with-nat-and-mx-yes-again-on.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-113003061358543506</id><published>2005-10-23T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:19:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went px's church yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;was told that px would be teaching but i guess we were tricked.&lt;br /&gt;)))))X&lt;br /&gt;got to know a little more about god.&lt;br /&gt;the pple there are so FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i rmb theIR (correction) names but theres the.&lt;br /&gt;(sabrina and huiling) i think, who like to announce each other's age to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and MX ARHHH. was so curious that wanted whether the girl and the boy sitting at a corner table was a couple.&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE SIBLINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. hehehehe.e&lt;br /&gt;you know something?&lt;br /&gt;DRUMROLLLL****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got FULL MARKS for the test after the preaching!&lt;br /&gt;lalallaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im really gifted, as you all already know.&lt;br /&gt;yarh so its really okay to marvel at my level of intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;(((((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's the ego part.&lt;br /&gt;after church we waited EONS for px.&lt;br /&gt;crazy us wanted to go hit town when we were at jurong east at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;px was saying that we were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVERMIND, we suddenly realised it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;heheee..&lt;br /&gt;decided to just go jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;ate at bentobox (i think) and yarh. the food is NICENICENICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe we shall be going out again later.&lt;br /&gt;(((X.&lt;br /&gt;shall go start watching MY shediao now. and slap huangrong.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think shediao will be interesting lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-113003061358543506?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113003061358543506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/113003061358543506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/went-pxs-church-yesterday-was-told.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112989750106331070</id><published>2005-10-21T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T20:25:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the ordeal for this year is over.&lt;br /&gt;OVEROVEROVEROVEROVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some highlights of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-monday= english&lt;br /&gt;nearly got booked for being late for assembly, but mrs prama(spl?) saved us by saying the assembly started early. ((X&lt;br /&gt;went to study at orchard library before going for dental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tuesday=chinese&lt;br /&gt;pizza after school with mum and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wedesday=history&lt;br /&gt;came to school at 7.45 although we were supposed to reach by 9.45 for the sake of dear gracia.&lt;br /&gt;but thank goodness i came early to study gracia's notes, cause the things i memorised really did come out. (((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thursday=geog + lit.&lt;br /&gt;i know im deaded for geog cause i had written 1 and a half pages for the geog question before i realised i had misinterpreted the question. had to redo, and ended up with no time.&lt;br /&gt;lit. yuck. i couldnt even find any literary stuff at first. spent 10 mins annotating, but was comforted cause char, the lit pro, also spent a long time annotating.&lt;br /&gt;pizza hut- yes again- but with jiefu and sis this time. tried that thing that supposedly had a lot of cheese, but their just using the CAMERA NEVER LIES tacti. the cheese looked like egg and tasted a normal pizza. )))x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-friday=maths.&lt;br /&gt;i got a question wrong already. but I DUN CARE.&lt;br /&gt;its liberation, its freedom, its happiness. - and i shall be happy.&lt;br /&gt;went out with the SHORTIES.&lt;br /&gt;and was embarrassed numerous times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were taking pictures right.&lt;br /&gt;and you know the screen was facing other people when we were taking the photo.&lt;br /&gt;and then this KPO guy came and peeped.&lt;br /&gt;i had to quickly withdraw my hand lah.&lt;br /&gt;and that guy started asking whether we needed help taking the picture.&lt;br /&gt;weyyyyy!. '&lt;br /&gt;ggrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;all of you all taking pictures and then this guy come and look from the screen?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;oh we rejected his help btw.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were trying to glad down this taxi and the taxi driver ignored us.&lt;br /&gt;so this traffic woman (who wore the kind of like corrective work order clothes but in yellow) came and pointed the taxi stand, which was a ew metres down, to us.&lt;br /&gt;gosh we were so maluated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;iceskating.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate on that cause its so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and of course, recording.&lt;br /&gt;andandand.&lt;br /&gt;poooof.&lt;br /&gt;lets just end here. ((((X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112989750106331070?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112989750106331070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112989750106331070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/ordeal-for-this-year-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112910030045030097</id><published>2005-10-12T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:58:20.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in a dilemma- im lost and i dont know what to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choosing to continue my violin would be stressful- ill have to work extra hard and i dont even know whether hard work will allow me to pass diploma. and it will probably mean mummy will be looking for a fierce and strict teacher and ill have to be able to endure all the scoldings (maybe beatings). lots and lots of time will have to be put into practising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking up piano would mean i can finally get a new piano- possibly the silent kind. it'd be more relaxing than violin for sure. BUT i'd have to give up my violin. and everything will start deteriorating and ill end up with nothing in the end since i wont be taking piano seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum wants me to take up piano while dad wants me to continue.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya my piano accompaniment wants me to continue too. &lt;br /&gt;im at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;ive a feeling whatever decisions i make now will cause me to regret in the end- and i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;god bless me and let me make the right decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112910030045030097?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112910030045030097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112910030045030097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-in-dilemma-im-lost-and-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112903907953458281</id><published>2005-10-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:57:59.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hadnt wanted to blog these few days.&lt;br /&gt;buT HEYYYY.'&lt;br /&gt;IM SOOOO HAPPPPY&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoooooshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and daddy and tricia were coming home from shopping.&lt;br /&gt;and mummy came back and was like.&lt;br /&gt;yanting.&lt;br /&gt;be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;now dun cry.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that once you pass your results will come 1 month or later.&lt;br /&gt;and mine is like 25 days only.&lt;br /&gt;and i was counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;cause i thought i failed.&lt;br /&gt;but NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I STARTED SCREAMING.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;ARHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;its a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;its a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;its a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;its a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;ITS A DISTINCTION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112903907953458281?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112903907953458281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112903907953458281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hadnt-wanted-to-blog-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112885867509299459</id><published>2005-10-09T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:51:15.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ewwwww. i just smashed a spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at ritz carlton yesterday playing for the ORA dinner thing.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;not as boring as i had expected it would be.&lt;br /&gt;they gave us 5 bucks for dinner each!&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY VIOLIN'S DISFIGURED.&lt;br /&gt;cause my cloth got stuck to it and when i tried to pull it out parts of the cotton stuck onto it.&lt;br /&gt;polishing didnt make it return to its original state.&lt;br /&gt;))))X   &lt;br /&gt;phweeee. im getting closer to 16th October.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so after that i took a taxi, gave debbie a lift&lt;br /&gt;and went to grand corpthorne for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and all my cousins decided to gang up on me- cousins from age 3-13.&lt;br /&gt;-________-"&lt;br /&gt;they took cushions and started hitting me okay.&lt;br /&gt;and then they decided to play with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;i had NO ally.&lt;br /&gt;)))))x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw mdm siti just now!&lt;br /&gt;at bpp.&lt;br /&gt;my younger sis is DEAD- mdm siti asked for her name again.&lt;br /&gt;she says she's gonna mark my sis as the psle top scorer in 7years' time!&lt;br /&gt;(((((X&lt;br /&gt;yayyayayyayayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;she better get my genes- it doesnt matter good or bad since i only have GOOD genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes.&lt;br /&gt;my older sis and i were eating lunch at KOPITIAM.&lt;br /&gt;and since we were sharing stuff we sat at each others' side.&lt;br /&gt;and this woman and her grandson came over and sat right in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;DUN THEY FIND IT WIERD.&lt;br /&gt;there were other seats available.&lt;br /&gt;oh maybe the sight of my sis and i makes them have appetite.&lt;br /&gt;((X&lt;br /&gt;and soon after they left another guy- an old man this time.&lt;br /&gt;came over.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;-___________-"&lt;br /&gt;who in their right minds will come and sit right in front of a stranger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112885867509299459?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112885867509299459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112885867509299459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/ewwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112860186052102450</id><published>2005-10-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:31:00.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after eating pizza with mum i went to my music school last time to buy theory book for my sis.&lt;br /&gt;and HAHA. they still have my picture outside you know.&lt;br /&gt;(((X.&lt;br /&gt;i gREWW.&lt;br /&gt;and i was wearing some spastic shirt and skirt and BOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;i must have been crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no actually i rmb my mum asking me to wear those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;that principal of that school still recognises me okay.&lt;br /&gt;and obviously she knows anna loo.&lt;br /&gt;they were classmates.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i was like so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;that principal looked so old.&lt;br /&gt;much much older.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;she actually asked me to teach violin.&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking that the students i teach will be very very ke lian.&lt;br /&gt;all fail like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe will stop learning after the 1st lesson.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;im too young to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis wants to teach.&lt;br /&gt;no not violin.&lt;br /&gt;ask her come rgs and teach she dunwan.&lt;br /&gt;HMPPH.&lt;br /&gt;its the 6th.&lt;br /&gt;10 more days.....&lt;br /&gt;awwwmannn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112860186052102450?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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A section which i think we DIED in.&lt;br /&gt;there was this stupid and mean teacher lah.&lt;br /&gt;who didnt smile at all and was acting like she was the best and never satisfied with anything.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;charmaine has quite a long history with her.&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw yesterday i stayed up for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;it was sent to me at 12.&lt;br /&gt;1 HOUR diffffference?&lt;br /&gt;lucky i fell asleep while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the bib was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;-__________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria's afraid i'd overtake her if she helps me to play.&lt;br /&gt;that is LAME.&lt;br /&gt;i dun train intensively okay.&lt;br /&gt;i walk and walk and walk and travel only.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets study physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about mrs. quah.&lt;br /&gt;now in science lab our seating has changed PERMANENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;now its valerie and wx sitting at my seat.&lt;br /&gt;the unlucky seat.&lt;br /&gt;but she hasnt called on pupils to molest so its lucky for them.&lt;br /&gt;nvm she still has one more week to go.&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. i havent been noticing the A _ _ _ I _ _.&lt;br /&gt;shall go and see tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112842633732866290?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112842633732866290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112842633732866290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112835008839341609</id><published>2005-10-03T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:34:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;currently waiting PATIENTLY for nicole to email her rs stuff.&lt;br /&gt;have to wait up till 11.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i guessed i asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;for giving her up to 11 to finish everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rs pesentation tmr.&lt;br /&gt;everything is like not ready.&lt;br /&gt;not everything.&lt;br /&gt;but erm. not everything is ready.&lt;br /&gt;ya. hehe ahah.&lt;br /&gt;((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no im not supposed to be smiling.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;and rs.&lt;br /&gt;okay this is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sihui was damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;since she didnt want to slouch in class anymore, (which i think is impossible for her),  she pused her chair all the way in.&lt;br /&gt;making herself sandwiched between the chair and the table.&lt;br /&gt;hahah i followed her and we were having this competition of seeing who can squeeze the table further in.&lt;br /&gt;and we had trouble standing up after the end of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;history i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. rsrsrsrsrsrsrs.&lt;br /&gt;oh gracia and i shared to buy guides cookies.&lt;br /&gt;ms chungwas like promoting them.&lt;br /&gt;haHA.&lt;br /&gt;and greeedy sihui is buying a whole box.&lt;br /&gt;and she's blaming me for her death in maplestory.&lt;br /&gt;and she says shes addicted to maplestory.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;br /&gt;and i say she's lamingly crazy.&lt;br /&gt;as crazy as maria.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9063372.post-112826239611345996</id><published>2005-09-30T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:13:16.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went crazy today.&lt;br /&gt;i was alone at home since mum took sis out to celebrate CHILDREN'S DAY.&lt;br /&gt;(X dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, the sky grew threatening.&lt;br /&gt;the wind howled... (okay add in all the scary scary descriptions WITH the THUNDER)&lt;br /&gt;and gosh the thunder was damn loud okay.&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo scared.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, im scared of the dark too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'd feel better listening to the step sun's tian hei hei and pretend i was watching her mtv or something.&lt;br /&gt;and when the THUNDER came i totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;i JUMPED okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason i suddenly began singing hymns/christian songs. (any diff?)&lt;br /&gt;i think i was singing &lt;give&gt; and i suddenly started thinking of my life, my family, my friends and everything.&lt;br /&gt;my hair started to stand.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt my hair like standing.&lt;br /&gt;its like kinda like a  chill going down me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel that scared anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and for some other reason i suddenly started crying.&lt;br /&gt;NOT because i was scared.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of how blessed i was.&lt;br /&gt;how my family was whole and happy.&lt;br /&gt;how i had come so far. (not VERY far, but at least far to a certain extent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;you&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i DIDNT feel scared ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;in fact i felt happy ((X!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;was that the holy spirit going through me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112826239611345996?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112826239611345996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112826239611345996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-went-crazy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112791342180130347</id><published>2005-09-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:17:02.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/prove%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/prove%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/prove%20to%20yumin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/prove%20to%20yumin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumin and i are arguing.&lt;br /&gt;i TELL her qiu ze/ qiu zhe/ chiu ze/ chiu zhe/ this one im positive : roy chiu(chui?)&lt;br /&gt;okay WHATEVER. is better looking.&lt;br /&gt;and she insists that her korean guy is better.&lt;br /&gt;btw his name is .&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;sang woo ....&lt;br /&gt;kwon sang woo.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;i had to search DAMN long to find a presentable picture of the korean guy lor.&lt;br /&gt;so the pictures are kinda UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;but stilll.... korean guy LOSE right!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually STUPID val and i thought that they were the same person.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK at the 8 days coverpage.&lt;br /&gt;that korean guy REALLY looked like roy ch(iu/ui) there lor.&lt;br /&gt;heehee i was trying to prove to yumin that they were the same person-&lt;br /&gt;that korean guy migrated to taiwan and changed his name to roy. (NO NEED SURNAME ALREADY LAH)&lt;br /&gt;until i found their height.&lt;br /&gt;one is 182cm.&lt;br /&gt;one is 175cm.&lt;br /&gt;HAH FORGET IT.&lt;br /&gt;and their birthdays were so different.&lt;br /&gt;and so were their ages.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after i searched for their pictures i realised they are SOoooo different.&lt;br /&gt;tha korean guy is so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;only on the mag he was nice.&lt;br /&gt;((((X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112791342180130347?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112791342180130347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112791342180130347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/yumin-and-i-are-arguing.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112791248205638599</id><published>2005-09-28T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:01:22.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got molested.&lt;br /&gt;in front of the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;WALAUU.&lt;br /&gt;stupid mrs quah.&lt;br /&gt;because im sitting right in front and is nearest to her she likes to call my name.&lt;br /&gt;must be my name is too NICE.&lt;br /&gt;(((x&lt;br /&gt;okay nicole is as near to her as i am.&lt;br /&gt;but for some stupid reason mrs quah likes to pick on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in class she still refers to the wrong seating plan and therefore thinks that pollyna, who is sitting right in front, is called yanting.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;for goodness' sake im sitting right at the BACK in class.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i was asking charmaine whether i could exchange seats with her so i wouldnt be as irritated by her as i was by jason ng.&lt;br /&gt;and 5 minutes later mrs quah called on charmaine, who happens to be right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;UNSAFE PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw there was a person who suffered more than i did.&lt;br /&gt;GIGANTIC BABE!&lt;br /&gt;aka hot babe.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha since i had been molested i wanted jasmin to be too.&lt;br /&gt;so when mrs quah asked for jasmin's centre of gravity i insisted it was at her breasts.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;(((x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9063372.post-112772035949088986</id><published>2005-09-26T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:39:19.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;the photocopying woman in sch is really, definitely, positively the top 10 MOSTMOSTMOST spastic woman i have ever met in my 14 years of living on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost a page of my geog wkshIt.&lt;br /&gt;okay so after school i borrowed sihui's (strong girl) one and went to photocopy.&lt;br /&gt;i SPECIFICALLY pointed out the 2 pages that i wanted to be photocopied.&lt;br /&gt;she nodded her head and said OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i paid her.&lt;br /&gt;as i walked out i realised she had photocopied one wrong page.&lt;br /&gt;i went back and told her.&lt;br /&gt;and what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you should have told me clearly the 2 pages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i thought maybe its my fault&lt;br /&gt;-for overestimating her command of the english language&lt;br /&gt;-for making the wrong assumption that she was able to SEE with her eyes&lt;br /&gt;-for assuming that she could understand i wanted those 2 pages when i POINTED out to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you should have removed the staples from the workshIt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO??? that's sihui's workshit can? okay i dun think sihui will even care about the condition of her workshit but its not mINE okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 cents please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i didnt have any coins with me (i borrowed 10 cents frm gracia)&lt;br /&gt;i gave her a 5 dollarnote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you got coins or 2 dollar note?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this WOMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she started asking everyone in the queue if they had 5 cents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______________-"""""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she DUGDUGDUG from her pouch.&lt;br /&gt;and managed to dig out 4.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SORRY I DUN HAVE 5 CENTS CAN YOU COME BACK TMR MORNING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots..&lt;br /&gt;if she thinks that everybody in the world is as stingy and money-minded like she is,&lt;br /&gt;yes i return tmr to claim my 5 CENTS from her.&lt;br /&gt;haha the girl behind me was like exchanging DIAO-____-"faces with me.&lt;br /&gt;the kind that i usually exchange with charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH thats all about that spastic old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw you really really really scared me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;as i was whispering to you during Gerry'scrush's speech i thought you just couldnt be bothered to answer me lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha so i shudduped.&lt;br /&gt;and straight after morning assembly you turned around and told me you cant see.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the PALENESS of your face.&lt;br /&gt;i got really really scared.&lt;br /&gt;like really pale.&lt;br /&gt;and you said you wanted to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;and dear ms chung selfishly didnt allow us to use the lift LAH.&lt;br /&gt;even though we were going to the same place.&lt;br /&gt;WALAUUU.&lt;br /&gt;and after receiving gracia's breadtalk plastic bag you recovered!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;next time dun feel well can STRAIGHT away tell me?&lt;br /&gt;dun like wait until assembly end.&lt;br /&gt;you might faint anytime you KNOW!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112772035949088986?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112772035949088986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112772035949088986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112739942303197222</id><published>2005-09-22T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:30:23.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phweeee. another boring day at school.&lt;br /&gt;started the day with LIT.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. the start of the boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH philo was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;except for the presentation when i suddenly went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i was presenting halfway when i saw that stupid animation that i had added.&lt;br /&gt;its like the words fall down 1 by 1.&lt;br /&gt;and i started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness charmaine went to take my place.&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to give it another try after i had calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;i walked to the screen and starting my laughing fits again.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault lah!&lt;br /&gt;i walked to the screen and i heard someone laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and jessie had to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THEN for the very very last slide which said less than 10 words i went to try again.&lt;br /&gt;the first 3 words was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;and THEN came that animation that i had added.&lt;br /&gt;i drew the motion path of the background and it was like all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;and yumin HAD to click it while i was presenting.&lt;br /&gt;so the background danced around the whole screen.&lt;br /&gt;hey how do you expect me not to laugh???&lt;br /&gt;in between laughter i managed to finish the last few words.&lt;br /&gt;((((X&lt;br /&gt;i think im lame&lt;br /&gt;-________-"&lt;br /&gt;and just this morning i was proudly presenting my ppt slide to char. '&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the debating part was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;yumin and jessie were so jidong LAH.&lt;br /&gt;i was jidong at the beginning only.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw charmaine so slack i began to slack too.&lt;br /&gt;and i lost track of the whole argument.&lt;br /&gt;((((x&lt;br /&gt;WE WONNN!&lt;br /&gt;WE WONNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be AGAINST capital punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112739942303197222?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112739942303197222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112739942303197222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/phweeee.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112730597243475618</id><published>2005-09-21T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:32:52.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pooooof.&lt;br /&gt;im here to complain.&lt;br /&gt;lets write this post by asking lots and lots of questions?&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of yumin and maria?&lt;br /&gt;there's lit test this week and i only realised 2 or 3 days ago?&lt;br /&gt;and DEAR ms chung, as usual, is stufffing us with pages and pages of notes just 2 days before the exam?&lt;br /&gt;and she'll be returning our lit FA only TMR?&lt;br /&gt;which is one day before the exam?&lt;br /&gt;this is true.&lt;br /&gt;what they were complaining about in congress meeting thing.&lt;br /&gt;teachers - hmm shall not generalise- some teachers return their FAs like sooooooo LATE.&lt;br /&gt;thank god there's no strings tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooops i forgot i was supposed to ask questions?&lt;br /&gt;theres chinese zidukaocha tmr and i found out today?&lt;br /&gt;actually i knew but didnt rmb?&lt;br /&gt;not gonnna study for it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;not counted what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/NatteengXiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/NatteengXiu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ARGARGHARGGGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;here's that mooncake festival photo. ((((x&lt;br /&gt;ugliest but so what?&lt;br /&gt;carnt be bothered about loooks anymore.&lt;br /&gt;YAWWWNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;awww lets fill up this space here?&lt;br /&gt;so it wont look so empty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmaine passed her piano.&lt;br /&gt; CONGRATS.&lt;br /&gt; really.&lt;br /&gt;i told you DARLING that you would pass.&lt;br /&gt;and HEY. you did even better than you sister.&lt;br /&gt;(((x happpy right?&lt;br /&gt;seeeee youre like so diligent.&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY you'll pass right?&lt;br /&gt;quoting from my sis "GOD WILL PROVIDE.TRUSTHIM!"&lt;br /&gt;((((((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but im like still damn damn scared.&lt;br /&gt; im still waiting for that day to come.&lt;br /&gt; like about 1 month later?&lt;br /&gt; that moment of ......&lt;br /&gt; truth.&lt;br /&gt; like everything around ceases to exist as you rip open that envelop.&lt;br /&gt;you feel gidddy.&lt;br /&gt;youre lost in your own world.&lt;br /&gt;your heartbeat accelerates and shoot a record high.&lt;br /&gt;like you youre gonnna die.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill get knocked down by a car before i even have a chance to know my results.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill suddenly suffer from a heart attack as i peek at my marks.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe ill suddenly develop a tumour in my head and i can happily say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE  to this stress-filled and money-driven world.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE TO THE EOYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112730597243475618?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112730597243475618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112730597243475618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/pooooof.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112721388819062766</id><published>2005-09-20T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:58:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>english orals are over.&lt;br /&gt;hmm is it aurals or orals?&lt;br /&gt;i always thought its music aurals and english orals.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;same pronunciation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;actually over more than a day ago.&lt;br /&gt;but i wannna say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY EXAMINER IS NICE.&lt;br /&gt;((((X thanks maria for exchanging your oral/aural time with me.&lt;br /&gt;you gave up that nice teacher for a mean one who cuts everybody oFF!&lt;br /&gt;haha but mine doesnt cut you off.&lt;br /&gt;in fact she WAITS for you to finish then ask. ANYTHING ELSE?&lt;br /&gt;like there are many other things i havent mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my nametag on the day of my oral/aural.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;had to be called geraldine for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;BUT right.&lt;br /&gt;its ORAL WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;later the teacher seee the wrong name and think im gerry.&lt;br /&gt;my HIGHIGHIGH marks will go to her!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa ya right. HIGH MARKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh btw i clarified and my sis says its english ORALS.&lt;br /&gt; ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to borrow yen's jacket.&lt;br /&gt;but then i loooked totally fat in that jacket lor.&lt;br /&gt;haiya so decided to wear nothing.&lt;br /&gt;erm not wear nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i mean no nametag you know.&lt;br /&gt;before orals val sara and me were like going crazy reading and practising.&lt;br /&gt;okay not really crazy -we were actually kinda slacking.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;btw i forgot about that jacket and left it in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;and i brought it HOME.&lt;br /&gt;-________________-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112721388819062766?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112721388819062766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112721388819062766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/english-orals-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112703533884763185</id><published>2005-09-18T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T17:22:19.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday we celebrated mooncake festival!&lt;br /&gt;at sally jiejie's house.&lt;br /&gt;(((((X&lt;br /&gt;reached at hmm. 4 plus and then watched part of ella enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;then went swimming with mx WITHOUT NAT.&lt;br /&gt;because she refused to believe my scientific knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;HMMMPPPPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naughty mx highlighted her hair.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was sprayed at first lah.&lt;br /&gt;apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;naughtynaughtynaughty! x))&lt;br /&gt;oh ya there was this girl that looked soo much like mx.&lt;br /&gt;bony, fair and all that.&lt;br /&gt;only that girls' got a ahlian's voice and look and seems really cocky.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;mx's PRETTIER!!!&lt;br /&gt;lalallaala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the time slacking and eating and talking.&lt;br /&gt;-_____--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and stupid peixuan is not only goood friends with JJ but junyang too okayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so bad lorrr. we offered our singing services for jj's new album.&lt;br /&gt; and she HAD to say that the next album would not sell any copies if we were singing.&lt;br /&gt; HMMMMMMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we spent half of the day trying to speak in a language that ONLY we can understand.&lt;br /&gt;well with the exception of a proud and extra 8yr old girl that tried to include herself in every single conversation. -______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the night were spent snapping retarded photos. (X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112703533884763185?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112703533884763185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112703533884763185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-we-celebrated-mooncake.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112687602688028423</id><published>2005-09-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:07:06.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiya.&lt;br /&gt;id be happy to get 100 marks.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i pass.&lt;br /&gt;actually the passing mark should be 75 LOR.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, its 50% of the total marks right?&lt;br /&gt;okay if i get around 75 im gonna consider myself as having passed.&lt;br /&gt;((((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo bad can.&lt;br /&gt;my third piece there was this WHOLE chunk that my 2 hands were not accordinating.&lt;br /&gt;okay you can imagine how it sounded. '&lt;br /&gt;my SIGHTREADING omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me all the high high notes and sommore its ALLEGRO cann.&lt;br /&gt;and the notes are ALL  in semiquavers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can really really die.&lt;br /&gt;and one more.&lt;br /&gt;AURALLLS.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt rmb the lower part so i anyhow hamtamm.&lt;br /&gt;and the cadence right.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to name the forth last and third last chords.&lt;br /&gt;HEY afterall i think im tone deaf.&lt;br /&gt;ooops i almost typed tone death .&lt;br /&gt;((((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god save me.&lt;br /&gt;let me pass.&lt;br /&gt;not my standard of passing.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get at least a hundred marks.&lt;br /&gt;i NEEED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the examiner looked damn funny btw.&lt;br /&gt;'like her hair was one bush of curly maggie noddles.&lt;br /&gt;and AHAH! she's shorter than im!&lt;br /&gt;lalalaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;the only comforting thought i had as i walked out of the examination studio.&lt;br /&gt;and now..&lt;br /&gt;WAIT FOR ABOUT A MONTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112687602688028423?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112687602688028423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112687602688028423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112667229954803466</id><published>2005-09-14T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T12:31:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im abit sad.&lt;br /&gt;no im quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;wrong im very sad.&lt;br /&gt;NO im extremely sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been looking forward to this since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but fate had to toy with our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;and now what am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;bloggggging.&lt;br /&gt;they fakoos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;maintainence maintainence.&lt;br /&gt;whatever is that forrr.&lt;br /&gt;then for so long sommmore.&lt;br /&gt;ANGRYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;ANGRRRRYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya.&lt;br /&gt;later gonna go to seRANGOON AVE 2 SUNGLADE CONDO BLK 9.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan to be killed there.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. that's lame.&lt;br /&gt;byebyee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112667229954803466?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112667229954803466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112667229954803466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-abit-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112660594048983783</id><published>2005-09-13T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:05:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/Sun_12_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/Sun_12_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. abit late, but then im amazed.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday zhanghao was talking about how pple died because they were flattened by the train or sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;hehee not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt; and the class was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have they suddenly gone crazy.&lt;br /&gt;they are laughing at how others died.&lt;br /&gt;while their family members have mourned.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DIED YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;DIEDIEDIEDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;and hey? LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all you know maybe i'll die on friday due to nervosa examinasia.&lt;br /&gt;because of my examinaphobia.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;then everybody will LAUGH THEIR HEADS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im really really worrried.&lt;br /&gt;i CARRRRNNT hear, for gooodness' sake, what MODULATION or CANDENCE or CHORDS or RMB FRM MEMORY THE BOTTTOM PART or DESCRIBE A PIECE or SIGHTSING or or or....&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANNNOT HEAR.&lt;br /&gt;i cannnot make out.&lt;br /&gt;i take ages to find out.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CARNT EVEN PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;helllo????&lt;br /&gt;my pieces are still in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;and so are my SCALES...&lt;br /&gt;reallly.&lt;br /&gt;ALLL OUT OF TUNE CANNNNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hatehatehatehatehate scalllleeeesss!&lt;br /&gt;and SIGHTREADING???&lt;br /&gt;my rhythm my intonation MY EVERYTHINGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the day of the exams i''lll most probably be so nervous and cold,&lt;br /&gt;my fingers will end up like a bunch of bananas, stiff and cannot hit the notes.&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldnt be able to play the fast parts.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be so nervous i carnt even catch the cadences or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll fail.&lt;br /&gt;failfailfailfailfaiflafailfailfailfailfailfail.&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO PPPLE PLAY SO WELL IN EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;idiiiiiiooooooottttttssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;super duper idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh.&lt;br /&gt;make me an idiot then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112660594048983783?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112660594048983783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112660594048983783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112623131817470955</id><published>2005-09-09T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:01:58.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SO SICK!&lt;br /&gt;of the smokers that like to show off their cigarette in public.&lt;br /&gt;one POOF!&lt;br /&gt;and there you go- the smoke travels towards you, catching you unaware, taking you by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;you breathe.&lt;br /&gt;the smoke particles eagerly, and excitedly, float into your nostrils, glad to find a host to harm, to destroy slowly.&lt;br /&gt;you pinch your nose in disgust, try to wave the smoke away, but does it even help? you still have to BREATHE. and the smoke keeps coming- the smoker is walking in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;frustrated, you fasten your pace.&lt;br /&gt;and hold your breath.&lt;br /&gt;until you have overtaken that smoker.&lt;br /&gt;you heave a sigh of relief, but have to continue walking at that pace, in case that smoker catches up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SICK!&lt;br /&gt;of the smokers who still have the lingering smell of smoke in their mouth after they have boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;you know HOW MANY THOUSAND TIMES i have had to become a passive smoker because of a smoker boarding the bus and CHOOSING to sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it hate it hate it.&lt;br /&gt;that smell, it not only SMELLS horrible, but it HARMS YOUR BODY!&lt;br /&gt;get IT?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;you waste hundred bucks buying stuff that harms your body and doesnt even taste good?&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU STUPID OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;wakeup! people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112623131817470955?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112623131817470955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112623131817470955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-so-sick-of-smokers-that-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112614360262139551</id><published>2005-09-08T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:40:02.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ER..HEM!&lt;br /&gt;due to great demand, i proudly present,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimnay.blogspot.com"&gt;MY SISTER'S BLOG&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112614360262139551?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112614360262139551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112614360262139551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/er.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112609417290028292</id><published>2005-09-07T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:46:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still pestering.&lt;br /&gt;hey isnt this OBVIOUS?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----excerpt--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;u like numbers a  lot... do u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me too... my fave is  31.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh  okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;u watch football  too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;u watch football  too? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(repeateeed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;anyway Man U take on  Man C this sat, support Manchester City lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i  dun lik eboth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;u support?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Actually Manchester  City my fave, together with Chelsea and Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;full of attacking  plays rite? unlike Man U, they are not consistent when comes to winning  trophies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hahah  ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well sometimes if  they dun win EPL, they still win the FA Cups over the last 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;49 games unbeaten? that impressive attacking play is built upon players like Vieira, Pires, Ljungberg, Bergkamp, Jose Reyes, Henry and Van Persie'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but Vieria gone...  :'( haiz, he's very tall, i mean very and has an imposing figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh man. thank god. he went offline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pwheeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;omgosh. the minute the one left one more here chaochaochao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;haha this one damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;how r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;tt's the only  word you say to me for the past 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(22, 134, 188); font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;font-family:Palatino Linotype;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im  okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;break  through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3 diff kinds of  words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hhaha thank god they dun read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i feel so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;shall go and  be nice. (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112609417290028292?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112609417290028292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112609417290028292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-pestering.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112609323839317558</id><published>2005-09-07T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:40:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; when i give you one word answers, its a sign to show that you should shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;two words or more means that yes, can continue chatting.&lt;br /&gt;but ONE word you watch out.&lt;br /&gt;especially if the one-word answer is consistently one-word.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now shut up.&lt;br /&gt;bu yao CHAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112609323839317558?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112609323839317558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112609323839317558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/warning-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112606067666808824</id><published>2005-09-07T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T10:37:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZHEZHE.&lt;br /&gt;happy mugging.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was damn spastic.&lt;br /&gt;spent one and a half hour going to charmmaine's house.&lt;br /&gt;then started our duet.&lt;br /&gt;which sounded like shit.&lt;br /&gt;my stupid A string kept going out of tune.&lt;br /&gt;just changed it at char's house mah.&lt;br /&gt;recorded it!&lt;br /&gt;it sounded worse.&lt;br /&gt;then we tried to play STILL. okay some christian song.&lt;br /&gt;ooops&lt;br /&gt;sounded yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played maple story.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;but only one com of char's had maple story.&lt;br /&gt;sooo. hmphh. cannot play together.&lt;br /&gt;btw maria's rabbit is crap.&lt;br /&gt;so spastic. and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;BADBADBAD.&lt;br /&gt;kyyyUUU.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go maria's house but stupid maria dunwan.&lt;br /&gt;ARHHH.&lt;br /&gt;slappp her.&lt;br /&gt;so went yumin's house to play table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i wIN OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i was so pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay then went east point.&lt;br /&gt;saw changkat changi uniform!&lt;br /&gt;haahaha. so CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;and nice.&lt;br /&gt;(((x'&lt;br /&gt;walked for such a long long long time and then only got 2 cards for zhe.&lt;br /&gt;haiya later gtgo buy something.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. WHAT??!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112606067666808824?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112606067666808824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112606067666808824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-zhezhe.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112584313451666218</id><published>2005-09-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:12:14.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my days ahead are so packed i hardly have time to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;take tmr.&lt;br /&gt;there's that rgs survey thing at 10.&lt;br /&gt;go china town.&lt;br /&gt;then there's violin lesson for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;go serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;and then there's piano accompaniment.&lt;br /&gt;and everything will end at like 5+.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time i reach home its almost 7.&lt;br /&gt;ITS A HOLIDAY MANN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at my calendar and see that NONE of my days are free.&lt;br /&gt;okay one day is taken up by the duet. (((X&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly it may be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;)))X HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i laugh at how pathetic my life is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112584313451666218?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112584313451666218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112584313451666218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-days-ahead-are-so-packed-i-hardly.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112574888842198157</id><published>2005-09-03T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:01:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THERE CAN BE MIRACLES WHEN YOU BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; my brother got his pda back after one week of losing it.&lt;br /&gt;see, he left it in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;gosh its like almost a THOUSAND bucks can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday night a lady from a JAPANESE LOUNGE called.&lt;br /&gt;she said she found his pda at the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;it was in a WOMAN'S HANDBAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;1]a korean woman went into THAT taxi, found the pda and POCKETED IT.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR. ARHGHHH. GREEDY POKKK. with NO integrity at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2]she went to this japanese lounge,&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA PROBABLY FLIRTED OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3]and got TOO HIGH UNTIL she left her handbag there!&lt;br /&gt;(XXXX serve her right. BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4]erm. this part not sure. i think a group of women wanted to use that lounge and so the staff put the bag at the GYM. ?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5]the staff saw that noone claimed the bag and so put it at the lounge again. nobody collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6]so she opened the bag and saw a pda! accessed it and saw my brother's nameand contact. hahaha she was so surprised to see a guy's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7]called!! mum and brother went to collect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha that POOOR PITIFUL korean woman didnt understand english when the people at the japanese lounge called her house. guess her bag will be left there FOREVER. gosh that is like how stupid. how can anyone leave their bag there and then FORGET about bringing a bag out in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;its like so many days since she lost it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. maybe all the stuff in her bag is stolen or picked up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe HER WHOLE BAG was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;pooor woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;maybe GODDD is helping my brother!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of going to church. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;-my sister wants to go new creation(s)&lt;br /&gt;-charmaine wants me to go her that church. but soo farr!&lt;br /&gt;-gracia says city harvest is good.&lt;br /&gt;-peixuan's church (HAHAH JJ's church) like  all the old people(i mean 20+ year-old] there. obviously dun talk at all right.&lt;br /&gt;-auntiesharon's church so far alsoo.&lt;br /&gt;-the church at my house there so boring. i couldnt wait for the service to end lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112574888842198157?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112574888842198157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112574888842198157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-can-be-miracles-when-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112549464673082931</id><published>2005-08-31T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:26:12.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahHA!&lt;br /&gt;p6 gathering was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when yunting and i were rating all the sji guys that were getting on 190 at raffles town club.&lt;br /&gt;we were saying like. [fail. fail. fail. fail. fail...]&lt;br /&gt;then i said [for all you know later shawn yeo come up the bus i bet you wont know what to say].&lt;br /&gt;the next moment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a familiar face.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA yunting's ex really came up the bus!&lt;br /&gt;gosh im like so zhun.&lt;br /&gt;i should go be fortune teller or something.&lt;br /&gt;such good talents shouldnt be put to waste.&lt;br /&gt;gosh yunting went hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent much to say for the rest of the day except that I GREW TALLER AMONG THE GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;erm. and the guys. all grew much taller.&lt;br /&gt;argh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;shall have a growth spurt too.&lt;br /&gt;SIT UP STRAIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;then can grow. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the boys damn act cool and some very very dao can.&lt;br /&gt;play captains boy pretend to look cool and throw so far away.&lt;br /&gt;then purposely jump high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I know they are supposed to jump but cannot act so pro right?&lt;br /&gt;must be like me.&lt;br /&gt;so humble.&lt;br /&gt;purposely dun catch the ball so that others may have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. im nicenicenice.(((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prisch mates!&lt;br /&gt;jiaen as usual is crazy. mans. her hairstyle suits her personality. luan4 and mad.&lt;br /&gt;jiahui's skirt was so SHORT cann. haha nvm but at least have sexy legs. not like... [nudges shiqi]&lt;br /&gt;shiqi! grew taller though still shorter (x and NOT SO DAO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jiatying. still taller than im but im gonnna catch up cann! and grew prettier (x&lt;br /&gt;zihui! 164cm. dun believe! hahaha. nice and getting more and more. hmm. beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;weiling. YOU LOOK THE SAME manns.&lt;br /&gt;qiaowei you loook cuter than before.&lt;br /&gt;janice getting chioer and vainer! HAHAHAH. contacts and rebonding.&lt;br /&gt;weisin the SAMEE!&lt;br /&gt;rose with the cute cute short hairstyle. ((x&lt;br /&gt;shuyan manns. yunting mistook her as a guy. horrid yunting.&lt;br /&gt;kamhei loooks the same.&lt;br /&gt;helen hmmm didnt really get to see her. only a glance. )X&lt;br /&gt;charmaine samesamesame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one else right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm sitii!&lt;br /&gt;still so chio.&lt;br /&gt;still so nice.&lt;br /&gt;still so young.&lt;br /&gt;still so HER!&lt;br /&gt;yayy!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lallalla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112549464673082931?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112549464673082931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112549464673082931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahha-p6-gathering-was-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112531585040845697</id><published>2005-08-29T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:48:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha why am i suddenly updating so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;hmph cannnot!&lt;br /&gt;must study.&lt;br /&gt;NO IM TOO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;geog test on friday not on thursday!&lt;br /&gt;lalallall&lt;br /&gt;i have a sudden crush on mrs ng.&lt;br /&gt;((((x&lt;br /&gt;hahah charmaine yes im gonna chip in for her teachers' day present!&lt;br /&gt;((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention that on friday i very very nearly got knocked down by a car.'&lt;br /&gt;char and i were walking towards the four seasons' hotel lah.&lt;br /&gt;there was this zebra crossing.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that was a one way road.&lt;br /&gt;obviously it was not...&lt;br /&gt;i just kept looking to my right.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly charmaine pulled me back.&lt;br /&gt;"GOT CAR!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;a car dashed past me one or two inches in front.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i got freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;another step and i would have gone down.&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly thought about the incident last night.&lt;br /&gt;and a thought just struck me.&lt;br /&gt;it was a question that charmaine had asked me a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;will you go to heaven if you were to get knocked down by a car and died now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure of the answer.&lt;br /&gt;it would definitely be a no.&lt;br /&gt;even when i pray i feel that im just mumbling words to myself.&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel anything, i dun feel close to god.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im talking to the air.&lt;br /&gt;all these time ive been procrastinating, feeling very bored to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd better change.&lt;br /&gt;start drawing closer, having faith, stop questioning the bible.&lt;br /&gt;and BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Give You My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To honour you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I worship you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All i have within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give You praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that i adore is in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord i give you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give you my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I live for You alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every breath that i take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every moment im awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord have Your way in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112531585040845697?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112531585040845697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112531585040845697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/haha-why-am-i-suddenly-updating-so.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112520406485872128</id><published>2005-08-28T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:41:04.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i wish time would go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-last year at this time i was damn happy&lt;br /&gt;-this year at this time im damn sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-last year at this time i had just finished my violin exam yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;-this year at this time im preparing to go for violin lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112520406485872128?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112520406485872128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112520406485872128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112510150386787165</id><published>2005-08-27T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T08:11:43.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tuteee so totally rockkk!&lt;br /&gt;she's like how cute okay.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing the game of opposites.&lt;br /&gt;then we came to the words short and tall.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like [who's the tallest here?]&lt;br /&gt;obviously they said ME right.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked [who's the shorter between me and char?]&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA they were pointing to CHARMAINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmaine was trying to get them to say im heavy,&lt;br /&gt;but they said i was strong instead.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALAL.&lt;br /&gt;stupid charmaine is like trying to gain weight while im here trying to lose idiotic fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made sarah and shuehyee dance again!&lt;br /&gt;sarah is much much cuter.&lt;br /&gt;even cuter than joey.&lt;br /&gt;shueh yee is a direct copycat of whatever sarah does.&lt;br /&gt;hmphhhh.&lt;br /&gt;though she's smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only did we teach them english, we taught them maths too.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE LIKE SOOO KIND.'&lt;br /&gt;cannn.&lt;br /&gt;our tutees told us that they had maths after this lah.&lt;br /&gt;then we were waiting in class.&lt;br /&gt;for about half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;then they suddenly rmbed that their maths and music periods had been swopped.&lt;br /&gt;we rushed down to the music room.&lt;br /&gt;and just before we opened the door...&lt;br /&gt;we heard someone shouting.&lt;br /&gt;it was the teacher scolding someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE LIKE SOO SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;later the teacher scold us for making them miss their music.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness she was damn nice about that.&lt;br /&gt;pwheeee!&lt;br /&gt;after that charmaine and i went to play on the piano just beside the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;we were playing duet.&lt;br /&gt;lolll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah on the way to henry park charmaine and i were crazy snapping pictures and taking the bus us our home as we walked up and down and up and down.&lt;br /&gt;haha lucky no one glanced over their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;if not it'll be HOW maluating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh oh no.&lt;br /&gt;i promised sarah there would be lesson next friday.&lt;br /&gt;and she''lll be bringing her game from home.&lt;br /&gt;but dear me.&lt;br /&gt;i have piano accompaniment for my violin exam.&lt;br /&gt;ooops.&lt;br /&gt;i guess yumin'll have to take over.&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;but they wont like her.&lt;br /&gt;they LIKE MEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112510150386787165?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112510150386787165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112510150386787165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-tuteee-so-totally-rockkk-shes-like.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112497054756674484</id><published>2005-08-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:51:01.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAH.&lt;br /&gt;zhang hao was like how lame.&lt;br /&gt;she said in 2 years time we'll see pple crying every day.&lt;br /&gt;cause we're gonna be beside a cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-""""&lt;br /&gt;actually my sis says sometimes she smell bbq smell from the cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;and she claims its quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;mannnns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa actually rj is a damn scary place lah.&lt;br /&gt;like.. all the gossips, mean and arrogant pple and pple hating one another.&lt;br /&gt;well and the bbq smell.&lt;br /&gt;yuckyuckyuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's this HUGE grp of pple that hate a HOT AND PRETTY GIRL because their jealous.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!!!.&lt;br /&gt;despo peeps who cling on to the only guy that shows kindness.&lt;br /&gt;ermmm maybe not kindness.&lt;br /&gt;but friendliness?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe __________.&lt;br /&gt;hahah but its like how lame?&lt;br /&gt;one big grp hating somebody because ALL/MOST of them like that guy?&lt;br /&gt;not like that guy's perfect?&lt;br /&gt;manns.&lt;br /&gt;i think theyre so lame they wont be able to walk soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean and arrogant girls who go around shoving, insulting and slapping pple?&lt;br /&gt;its like HOW CHILDISH alreadyy cannns?&lt;br /&gt;grow up pple.&lt;br /&gt;learn to walk by not being lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112497054756674484?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112497054756674484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112497054756674484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112484841244545624</id><published>2005-08-24T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:53:32.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 days ago, junyang got kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;im still quite angry.&lt;br /&gt;HMPHPHHH.&lt;br /&gt;arhhyaa. he obviously is the better singer lor.&lt;br /&gt;kelvin cannot hold a candle to him.&lt;br /&gt;nor cockyproud.&lt;br /&gt;argharghargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violin exam coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;manns im like HOW DAMN worried.&lt;br /&gt;god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;everything is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;scales. pieces. aurals.&lt;br /&gt;just let me pass. 100 marks also can.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i pass cann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad are encouraging me to take up piano after violin.&lt;br /&gt;haiya i dunnno lahh.&lt;br /&gt;like i will pass violin in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's history test.&lt;br /&gt;im like how dead.&lt;br /&gt;i havent really memorised all the history stuff.&lt;br /&gt;in fact i havent started at all.&lt;br /&gt;im just like reading through and nothing stays in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;i have to learn to concentrate!!!&lt;br /&gt;lallall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates at &lt;a href="http://cockyproud.blogspot.com"&gt;http://cockyproud.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112484841244545624?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112484841244545624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112484841244545624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/6-days-ago-junyang-got-kicked-out.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112454553344439062</id><published>2005-08-20T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:56:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>musica!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. what a name.&lt;br /&gt;left class after maths test right before assembly.&lt;br /&gt;(x can miss ASSEMBLY!! lalallaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup most of the time in the afternoon was like for slacking.&lt;br /&gt;was like so bored after talking for so long when isabel came with her video cam and showed us the concert in the TOILET that the octet was having next door.&lt;br /&gt;haha by the time we got there only lijia was playing.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to sit outside the toilet and listen to the concert since [hmph] lijia locked the toilet door.&lt;br /&gt;yihui was recording using her mp3 and&lt;br /&gt;joanne tried to record-it sounded like serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;lousy handphone.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabel came up with this idea of playing in the toilet since lijia sounded like HOW GOOD!?!?! in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;hahah so isabel, iris, debbie and i decided to play in the other toilet.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE ECHO okay.&lt;br /&gt;i went seriously deaf.&lt;br /&gt;esp when everyone was trying isabel's PRO way of playing.&lt;br /&gt;then sydney and pamela joined us. ((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chicken rice had so little chicken and a lot of skin kayy.&lt;br /&gt;and manns joanne likes skin. yuckk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah this is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;xiaolu put so much foundation on debbie's face she looked like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;lallhaha. there was this LAYER of makeup..&lt;br /&gt;sydney spent more than 30mins in the toilet putting on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;what's so hard about putting on makeup?&lt;br /&gt;just take that brush and like draw circles on your cheeks=blusher.&lt;br /&gt;they lied lor.&lt;br /&gt;they said there would be a makeup check before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;DUN HAVE LOR.&lt;br /&gt;eeyerr make me put on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaolu was actually shivering before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;--____-"&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and tricia came for the concert since dad fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;had suppper before going home.&lt;br /&gt;(x FATSS!&lt;br /&gt;))x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou yen and general and jas and wenda for the rose!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou magaret for carrying me and debbie's passes on your bag even after you realised! ((X&lt;br /&gt;thankyou that stage guy for mumbling [[shuddup lah teacher]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112454553344439062?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112454553344439062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112454553344439062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/musica-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112406325651958956</id><published>2005-08-15T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T07:47:36.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehehehh!&lt;br /&gt;my brother's back.&lt;br /&gt;after like almost a month.&lt;br /&gt;((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to go to the airport yesterday lor.&lt;br /&gt;((x&lt;br /&gt;rushed down after violin.&lt;br /&gt;lalallaa.&lt;br /&gt;he got some funny funny blowing thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;im still trying to figure out how to play lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112406325651958956?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112406325651958956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112406325651958956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/hehehehehh-my-brothers-back.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112392495654480993</id><published>2005-08-13T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T17:22:36.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brother coming back from ns overseas training tmr!&lt;br /&gt;goshhh ((((X&lt;br /&gt;almost a month since i last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe maybe he has shrunk to my height!&lt;br /&gt;-____-"&lt;br /&gt;which is like. impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant go airport to fetch him tmr!&lt;br /&gt;cause of violin lesson. hmphhh.&lt;br /&gt;im so worried for my exam.&lt;br /&gt;argharghargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112392495654480993?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112392495654480993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112392495654480993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/brother-coming-back-from-ns-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112385138622175167</id><published>2005-08-12T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:56:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"auntie uncle,&lt;br /&gt;buy tissue paper,&lt;br /&gt;one dollar one dollar,&lt;br /&gt;hello one dollar!!"&lt;br /&gt;mannns so damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmaine taught me the song like a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;haha and now the auntie is featured in the video!&lt;br /&gt;sommore that auntie's a christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin jia hou lai xin ya soh jin jia hou.&lt;br /&gt;jin jia hou lai xin ya soh jin jia hou.&lt;br /&gt;wa bai yi bai di bai sa bai si bai goh bai lak guei eh leh bai,&lt;br /&gt;jin jia hou lai xin ya soh jin jia hou.&lt;br /&gt;HOU ARH HOU ARH HOU ARH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol reminds me of the church camp few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;we learnt that song too!&lt;br /&gt;(((X&lt;br /&gt;damn damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;suspense for GRACIA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the badge is here.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD THE INITIATIVE to call up that woman can.&lt;br /&gt;after... hm. 2 months when we were supposed to collect in 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;hehe i called like 2 days ago, and HERE IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;didnt tell G.A.&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/000000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/000000000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112385138622175167?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112385138622175167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112385138622175167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/auntie-uncle-buy-tissue-paper-one.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112376310749867304</id><published>2005-08-11T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T20:25:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i loved science today.&lt;br /&gt;chem so rawked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see.&lt;br /&gt;each bench supposed to bring a fruit right.&lt;br /&gt;and we didnt bring.&lt;br /&gt;so gracia and i had a nice little break as we RAN down to buy peach.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way....&lt;br /&gt;hahha shall not say.&lt;br /&gt;later gracia... ((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were doing that practical which you have to burn some fruits to ashes on an evaporating dish.&lt;br /&gt;then all the black chaota stuff got stuck on the dish.&lt;br /&gt;we, being responsible students, decided to get that stuff off.&lt;br /&gt;actually we spent most of the science lesson trying to scrape those stuff off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we added&lt;br /&gt;&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&gt;fruity soap&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ethanol&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sulphuric acid&lt;br /&gt;&gt;bleach&lt;br /&gt;&gt;hydrochloric acid&lt;br /&gt;&gt;universal indicator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the chaota stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracia broke a glass rod in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as we were finally going to FINISH cleaning that dishh,&lt;br /&gt;mrs tay HAD to say..&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS, IF YOU CANNOT CLEAN THE DISH, JUST LEAVE IT SOAKED IN WATER.&lt;br /&gt;-_________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after science, joanne and i rushed down to the strings room.&lt;br /&gt;you see yesterday i didnt bring my file then sylvia khoo said i must show her my file before 3.15 or i'll be PUNISHED SEVERELY.&lt;br /&gt;she actually set her handphone alarm to 3.15 cann...&lt;br /&gt;[[[once again... -_____-"]]&lt;br /&gt;we ended up being first there.&lt;br /&gt;then sylvia khooo wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;she had gone for choir concert.&lt;br /&gt;wasted 5mins of my recess and lunch kayyys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and made me rush down after school&lt;br /&gt;arghhh.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112376310749867304?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112376310749867304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112376310749867304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-loved-science-today.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112341999105102192</id><published>2005-08-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:06:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to answer charmaine's question about the genes, look at this.&lt;br /&gt;what i got in p1.&lt;br /&gt;note the colour difference from my sis' one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/Special%20Pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/Special%20Pictures2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i feel sorry for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112341999105102192?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112341999105102192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112341999105102192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-answer-charmaines-question-about.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112330757949323142</id><published>2005-08-06T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:52:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/6.8.05%20atricia%27s%20PAP%20sports%20day%20%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/6.8.05%20atricia%27s%20PAP%20sports%20day%20%283%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a picture speaks a HUNDRED thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;im so PROUD OF MY sis okayyY!&lt;br /&gt;this is her K2 tophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;west view changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;with the repainted blue and yellow, it looks much more childish.&lt;br /&gt;)x&lt;br /&gt;but the inside's quite cute. look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/6.8.05%20atricia%27s%20PAP%20sports%20day%20%286%292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/6.8.05%20atricia%27s%20PAP%20sports%20day%20%286%292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FOOTSTEPS!?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha lalallaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112330757949323142?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112330757949323142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112330757949323142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/picture-speaks-hundred-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112328938071651869</id><published>2005-08-06T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:49:40.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trip science geog.&lt;br /&gt;god bless me i hope its the correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go back to west view today for sis' sports day later!&lt;br /&gt;tadarr!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back anyway.&lt;br /&gt;want to see the school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violin exam comming.&lt;br /&gt;godbless godbless.&lt;br /&gt;i need lots and lots of blesssings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112328938071651869?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112328938071651869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112328938071651869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip-science-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112245376875476190</id><published>2005-07-27T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T16:42:48.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://cockyproud.blogspot.com (((X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112245376875476190?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112245376875476190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112245376875476190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/httpcockyproud.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112237628581102020</id><published>2005-07-26T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:23:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i was just wearing this headband to school and the second i stepped into class, wanxiu shouted lahh.&lt;br /&gt;YANTING WHY YOU WEAR THAT STUPID THING.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone made such a big fuss out of that.&lt;br /&gt;they were like..&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT THING OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid yumin say i look like ahmah in it.&lt;br /&gt;but pearl says its cute OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph dun wear then dun wear lahh...&lt;br /&gt;next time i shall stick to my reliable clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got kinda scolded by connolly today, cause we havent been doing anything much.&lt;br /&gt;)x&lt;br /&gt;sorrry lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was walking on the road right, then i saw these 2 girls that were frm nanhua.&lt;br /&gt;and they were tying 2 ponytails at the sides each.&lt;br /&gt;how actcute, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i was overtaking them since they walked at such a slow pace and then this girl called me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;one of the girls was.&lt;br /&gt;zihui.&lt;br /&gt;guess what made me high.&lt;br /&gt;IM THE SAME HEIGHT AS ZIHUI!&lt;br /&gt;about lahh. maybe 1cm difference?&lt;br /&gt;and she was always this super tall girl when she was in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALLAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;)x&lt;br /&gt;havent been seeing my friends for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee next year my sis shall be studying at my primary school!&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumin says stevenlim shall be appearing in the 8.30 show tonight.&lt;br /&gt;MUST WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;see him disgracing himself without even being aware that he's NOT A HUNK, he's a big fat ugly gay pervertic psycho crazy mad and disgusting guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112237628581102020?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112237628581102020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112237628581102020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112212568337123455</id><published>2005-07-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:34:43.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rhd!&lt;br /&gt;quite okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that.. 2o2 is 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;)))))X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the audience is wierd.&lt;br /&gt;they laugh at parts that are not funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;a mother was mourning the death of her husband... and....&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;a son was leaving his mother and they were crying.... and...&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;an indian was saying vanakkam... and...&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;the ship was caught in a storm, the crew scared... and...&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;the characters were turned into stones... and...&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;rhd was quite fun on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures!&lt;br /&gt;haha and will send the one of maria to wx to let qiwen see!&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;my henna is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;quite nice. (((((X&lt;br /&gt;the waddle person was helping me draw yupp.&lt;br /&gt;and the brand of that henna thing that they use is the same as the one that my sis once bought for fun!&lt;br /&gt;its still happily sitting in the refridgerator at home, perhaps spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and retarded sihui REALLY wore a suit.&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was joking when she was talking to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;goshh. thats eurasian costume. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;so cute. (x&lt;br /&gt;i mean the idea.&lt;br /&gt;not sihui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112212568337123455?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112212568337123455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112212568337123455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/rhd-quite-okay-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112177699973084540</id><published>2005-07-19T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:43:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been blogging a lot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;had better cut down on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;ms sooon came back today! haha. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during cle lessons we were changing our sitting arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;you know im like so pissed with zhanghao.&lt;br /&gt;only 10 people in the class wanted to have a change in our sitting arrangement, while 18 or sth violently objected.&lt;br /&gt;and zhanghao insisted that it was good to have a change of seats once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!?! THEN WHATS THE POINT OF VOTING IN THE 1ST PLACE!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first zhanghao picked nametags and put them randomly on the desks.&lt;br /&gt;ended up that i was sitting beside audrey and near charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;then they HAD to change again, and i ended up beside sharon and behind audrey.&lt;br /&gt;gracia's close by... (x&lt;br /&gt;and hehee. (x sharon wanted to change her place and she swopped with sihui.&lt;br /&gt;quite okay lah. the sittting now.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that makes yen, aud, nic, sihui my team members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112177699973084540?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112177699973084540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112177699973084540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-been-blogging-lot-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112164575598006034</id><published>2005-07-18T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:15:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>william tann! hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw that he got 6 pads. charmaine said he didnt have.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy the poster.&lt;br /&gt;haha but no money today.&lt;br /&gt;gotta borrow! I see a $2 note in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i have coins though. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its really true what he said.&lt;br /&gt;about the teenagers our age actually having to go for cancer treatment and all that.&lt;br /&gt;when all we think about is being cool.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;how i go about being frustrated when i have a pimple breakout&lt;br /&gt;while others are suffering pain in silence.&lt;br /&gt;and how i always complain about my hair being really frizzy and curly and dry,&lt;br /&gt;while others are losing their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;how we keep ranting and ranting about life, about our stupid pts and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;while others are dying to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;its true, everything he said.&lt;br /&gt;cause that's how my cousin feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violin teacher recommended me to some piano teacher for my exam accompaniment.&lt;br /&gt;guesss who that guy is?&lt;br /&gt;TIMOTHY KU.&lt;br /&gt;in other words.&lt;br /&gt;ms ku's brother.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOo!&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;why cant my violin teacher accompany me again like last year!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;arghhh. nvm.nvmnvm.&lt;br /&gt;die then die lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112164575598006034?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112164575598006034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112164575598006034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/william-tann-hahhahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112151472979758171</id><published>2005-07-16T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T19:58:23.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's opera was okay. some parts were funny, but the last part was too long-winded.&lt;br /&gt;to be frank, i'd very much rather be at the kschee theatre listening ot the guitar concer.t&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;that opera thing  ended so late OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;haha but yumin and i left before it really ended.&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at like 11.&lt;br /&gt;and woke up today at 6+. arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;openHOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;after my shift. [erm... maybe not]]&lt;br /&gt;i went around the school with yumin to snap pictures for chinese pt.&lt;br /&gt;were kinda slacking thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2820%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2820%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. we actually went up to the fourth level of blk A to take pictures with our beloved.... beloved beloved toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how many months of hard workk.. (x&lt;br /&gt;actually we wanted to paint the background black or something, but we were much too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;sooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled on just outlining the whole picture!&lt;br /&gt;ended up looking a bit wierd.'&lt;br /&gt;ONLY A BIT WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;so its nice.&lt;br /&gt;its nice its nice its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.. many of our posters are gone though.&lt;br /&gt;hey why steal our posters?&lt;br /&gt;lots of hard work okayy...&lt;br /&gt;plus the wrapping. argH IRRITATING PPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we saw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2826%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2826%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see the girl in yellow on the bench?&lt;br /&gt;A GIRL SLEEPING OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY!&lt;br /&gt;-___-" and what's more?&lt;br /&gt;she deliberately took off her shoes.  that is like... very lame.&lt;br /&gt;how can she even fall asleep? wow. how fast. before the psles she's already treating rgs as her home.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;we took photos of her twice and she continued sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup after that went out for lunch with yumin and weixia.&lt;br /&gt;met with xiaolu and debbie after that.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were a bit late for rehearsal before the openhouse though.&lt;br /&gt;only A BIT.&lt;br /&gt;then left for hommmme!!!!!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2835%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/16.7.2005%20rgs%20openhouse%20%2835%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                shrimmppppy                      me                              yummin!&lt;br /&gt;and yumin's breadtalk balloon floating behind. (X&lt;br /&gt;psss: why do i have to POKS on my cheeks everytime i smile? UUUARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112151472979758171?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112151472979758171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112151472979758171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterdays-opera-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112134690392723493</id><published>2005-07-14T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T21:15:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>)x tmr's that chinese opera thing.&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan to go, but what makes matters worse is the fact that close friends are either not going or have guitar concert or have cca.&lt;br /&gt;which means that.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to vch alone.&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im deaded for history test.&lt;br /&gt;easy but i think i went outofpoint.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aud apparently thinks im mad at her.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;why would i be?&lt;br /&gt;im like so kind and gentle and caring and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stressed. im stressed. all the subjects either have peeeteeeS or tests.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME A BREAKKK!&lt;br /&gt;there's only 2 down.&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan to count how many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;chinese, geog, english...&lt;br /&gt;as i said i dunwant to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar btw.&lt;br /&gt;DUN DONATE TO NKF!&lt;br /&gt;to think my dad donates monthly.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin had this friend who had cancer, and he was asked to be interviewed and shown in the nkf show. apparently he was crying, and that tv host actuallly said he was crying because his leg hurt or something.&lt;br /&gt;HELLLO!&lt;br /&gt;can you stop distorting facts??&lt;br /&gt;the truth is....&lt;br /&gt;that guy was crying because he was utterly frustrated-he couldnt memorise the lines that they had drilled into him. it took 4 LONG and HARD hours to get that video done, and they cut off all the other parts when he wasnt crying and played that 2-minute video! this is ABSURB okayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now is to get someone to go omewhere with me. WHOOOO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112134690392723493?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112134690392723493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112134690392723493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/x-tmrs-that-chinese-opera-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112117389515631080</id><published>2005-07-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:11:35.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh. according to a QUITE reliable source,&lt;br /&gt;okay a very very reliable source,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYO GOT 1ST FOR THAT VIENNA COMPETION THING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgosh so pro so proo.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARMAINE'S GRACIA'S JOANNE'S AND MY CRUSH ARE INSIDE!&lt;br /&gt;okay it may sound like 4 of us crush 4 guys,&lt;br /&gt;but actually char, world and i crush the same guy.&lt;br /&gt;CHIPANZEE SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;3 of us like dating retards.&lt;br /&gt;his time on mon wed and fri belongs to gracia.&lt;br /&gt;tues, thurs and fri i go out with him.&lt;br /&gt;charmaine is only left with saturday since sunday is a family day! [hey im gonna be in his family next time kayys]&lt;br /&gt;joanne seems quite serious about her crush though.&lt;br /&gt;=XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wish is to see my 3 crushes-and still counting right now.&lt;br /&gt;(X&lt;br /&gt;omgosh i sound like im a psycho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112117389515631080?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112117389515631080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112117389515631080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112104542672912127</id><published>2005-07-11T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T09:30:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday.... i went victoria concert hall with sis right.&lt;br /&gt;we were meeting at orchard to get something forjiefu.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were walking along tangs,&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy that stopped us lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said to my sis :"YOU ARE FROM RJC RIGHT?"&lt;br /&gt;my sis was like. YAR..&lt;br /&gt;and he continued saying stuff likee.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE BOTH PRETTY, ANGELIC AND CUTE GIRLS. YEAHHHH! [that YEAHHH was said in a yucky squeaky girly gayly voice.]]]&lt;br /&gt;BUT RIGHT NOW YOUR EYEBROWS ARE VERY MESSSY..&lt;br /&gt;I PLUCK FOR YOU.. VERY NATURAL AND NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like.." THANK YOU OUR EYEBROWS ARE NATURAL ENOUGH."&lt;br /&gt;and when we were walking away that guy stopped us again and said sth like...&lt;br /&gt;TELL YOU FRIENDS ABOUT ME OKAY! SPREAD THE WEBSITE STEVENLIM.NET TO EVERYONE. EVERYONE OKAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like so bored, i went to his webbie.&lt;br /&gt;that guy, i realised yesterday, is the stripper at sg idol.&lt;br /&gt;that dragonball guy in huan1 le4 dian1 feng1.&lt;br /&gt;YUCKKKKYUCKKKYUCKKK.'&lt;br /&gt;lucky we didnt let him touch our eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;HES A FREAKIN STRIPPER!&lt;br /&gt;yuckyuckyuckyuckyuck.&lt;br /&gt;obviously from his website i see that he thinks he is very very goodlooking.&lt;br /&gt;-______________-"&lt;br /&gt;hes damndamndamn ugly and gay kayys.&lt;br /&gt;im disgusted by the number of gays in sg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112104542672912127?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112104542672912127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112104542672912127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112082520711261852</id><published>2005-07-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:20:07.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shucks im so deaded for my pts and tests.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;shall not dwell on those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh debbie had this school shoe.&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly i bought the same one.&lt;br /&gt;and coincidentally gracia bought the same one too!&lt;br /&gt;we were like doing some leg exercise until gracia realised our shoes were the same.&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;so coool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gracia charmaine and i am setting up a fanclub for our crush.&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE SAME PERSON OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;(XX&lt;br /&gt;he looooked so darn funnny in that syo booklet thing.&lt;br /&gt;he's smile was like.&lt;br /&gt;okay i dunnno how to describe exactly.&lt;br /&gt;it was more like showing his teeth and making his eyes small.&lt;br /&gt;one of the most "HANDSOME" guy in syo. O.o&lt;br /&gt;and according to sources i shall not name, hes proud and "HANDSOME"&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;our ideal crush. MUACKKKKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's amanda junior's concert.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.......&lt;br /&gt;shall try and be happy about going for the concert though...&lt;br /&gt;MUST BE POSITIVE!&lt;br /&gt;and now i shall rushrushrush my maths pt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112082520711261852?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112082520711261852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112082520711261852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/shucks-im-so-deaded-for-my-pts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112052310042872468</id><published>2005-07-05T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:25:00.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cut my fringe yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;mannns now i look much much worse.&lt;br /&gt;sis says i look like a p5 girl.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like so tired. they say there's science test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun think i can study today cause there's that syo concert later that i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;cause jiefu is there and sis doesnt want to go along.&lt;br /&gt;-______-"&lt;br /&gt;i bet she will suffer from withdrawal symptoms when he leaves singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char changed her phone.&lt;br /&gt;arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;i want a new phone toooOOO!&lt;br /&gt;mummy says i can only change next year.&lt;br /&gt;sucks, considering the number of cracks and scratches on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;and the screen of my mp3 cracked too.&lt;br /&gt;)x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanxiu just tried to molest me.&lt;br /&gt;yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112052310042872468?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112052310042872468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112052310042872468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/cut-my-fringe-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112030588057939321</id><published>2005-07-02T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:04:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SO HAPPPPY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the children's society and the straits times replieedddd!&lt;br /&gt;manns i must have sounded really professional in the email.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;okay i must sound chim in real life too.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;cause im so talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112030588057939321?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112030588057939321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112030588057939321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-so-happppy-childrens-society-and.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-112021565357785006</id><published>2005-07-01T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:00:53.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT DAY IS TODAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;1st JULY! gayyyssssss birthdayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch the 2.25 war of the worlds.&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted initial d but gracia cannot make it. too late.&lt;br /&gt;we were like rushing and running out of sch after lsa.&lt;br /&gt;i was changing my belt lahh.&lt;br /&gt;and audrey was helping me hold my other one.&lt;br /&gt;and we saw this 190.&lt;br /&gt;so we RAN after it, with me still trying to wear my belt.&lt;br /&gt;then audree_ _ _'s belt droppped out from her butt.&lt;br /&gt;and gracia ALMOST ALMOST caught the bus.&lt;br /&gt;just 2 more secs.&lt;br /&gt;and we would have got on.&lt;br /&gt;arhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. went cine.&lt;br /&gt;i was taking my drink and audree_ _ _ was taking her subway sandwich thing into the cinema lahh.&lt;br /&gt;we forgot about squeezing them into our bags.&lt;br /&gt;and the woman stopped us.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BRING OUTSIDE FOOD INTO THE CINEMA.&lt;br /&gt;AND DONT PUT IT IN YOUR BAG.&lt;br /&gt;okay that's quite smart.&lt;br /&gt;but thats exactly what we did.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war of the worlds is like soo nice!&lt;br /&gt;only stupid pple like gracia dunnno how to appreciate the show.&lt;br /&gt;but the ending was quite abrupt.&lt;br /&gt;but overalll its nice kayys!&lt;br /&gt;yup saw sis there too.&lt;br /&gt;and we had to go home early because gracia had to go.&lt;br /&gt;)x booo!.&lt;br /&gt;yayy nvm we had a nice timme!&lt;br /&gt;gays shall rock forever.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/1600/1st%20july%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2920/644/320/1st%20july%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-112021565357785006?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112021565357785006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/112021565357785006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-day-is-todayyy-1st-july.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111960836324073679</id><published>2005-06-24T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T18:19:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was my youngersis' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;she pig!&lt;br /&gt;she spent almost the whole day opening and playing with her presents.&lt;br /&gt;MY MONNEYY!&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. here's the part that i hate.&lt;br /&gt;we were asking her to rate the presents that she got according to how much she liked it.&lt;br /&gt;she said she liked the anklet that jiefu gave her the most,&lt;br /&gt;so my sis and i tricked my younger sis into believing that it was given to her by me.&lt;br /&gt;the ranking of the anklet dropped.&lt;br /&gt;by 1 position.&lt;br /&gt;it became 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHEHECKKKk!&lt;br /&gt;she just got to know jiefu this year okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cash register- 2nd position.&lt;br /&gt;i havent a clue why young girls like to play with cash registers so much.&lt;br /&gt;my sis once said she aspires to be a cashier when she grows up.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;whoever heard of anyone wanting to be a cashier.&lt;br /&gt;how boring that would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. today my mum, younger sis and i were in bukitpanjangplaza.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this twins.&lt;br /&gt;okay btw they are guys.&lt;br /&gt;and they are about 5-6yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;they were like giggling and laughing so loudly i turned around to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT THEY WERE SAYING???&lt;br /&gt;they were DARING EACH OTHER TO KISS MY SIS.&lt;br /&gt;i stared at them.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they would like be scared and stop their crap.&lt;br /&gt;after all, im more than twice their height.&lt;br /&gt;but HEY! they LAUGHEDD even louder!&lt;br /&gt;okay i couldnt stand it anymore i shot them that YOU-ARE-DEAD-LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;hahah at least they shutup after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw manns im hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111960836324073679?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111960836324073679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111960836324073679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-was-my-youngersis-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111918201308014695</id><published>2005-06-19T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T19:53:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FATHERS' DAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;not very excited but hahah nvm.&lt;br /&gt;had an early celebration on friday.&lt;br /&gt;my sis, mum and i treated us.[and daddy of course]&lt;br /&gt;went to cafe fontainebleau[something like that... haha been there at least 20 times and i dunnno how to speellll!]&lt;br /&gt;to have lunch. some penang food.&lt;br /&gt;jiefu was asked along too.&lt;br /&gt;mannns. he likes peeling prawns for my sister a lot.&lt;br /&gt;who would? haha. but maybe his love for my sister is TOOO STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;-______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went og and shopped for nana's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;she suckks.&lt;br /&gt;she chose a $3.90 blow bubble thing which jiejie was supposed to buy for her.&lt;br /&gt;$3.90!!!! for a birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;HOW SUPERSUPERSUPER CHEAPPP!&lt;br /&gt;and she wanted me to buy so ex stuff for her.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday's concert. that rj alumni thing.&lt;br /&gt;was so boring, i spent most of the time chatting.&lt;br /&gt;i think the pple in front thought we were very very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i apparently thought i saw my brother there [he said he was going]&lt;br /&gt;and in the end he didnt go.&lt;br /&gt;okay i must have been cock-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today for breakfast bro treated us.&lt;br /&gt;since he wasnt with us on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's strings camppp!&lt;br /&gt;mannns.&lt;br /&gt;so long in school.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get homesick, then CRY!&lt;br /&gt;hhaha how lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111918201308014695?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111918201308014695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111918201308014695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-dayyy-not-very-excited-but.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111856597306528308</id><published>2005-06-12T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T16:46:15.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We trusted her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We never once doubted her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We never thought she would let us down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But she took a knife and stabbed us before we could even turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She deceived us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She masked her true identity, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and slashed us when we were least expecting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She took us by surprise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She cheated us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah! The true irony of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We actually helped her in her effort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally unknowing and gullible we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrandmrssmith rawkkked!&lt;br /&gt;it still rawks.&lt;br /&gt;cause angelina jolie is my identical twin.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111856597306528308?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111856597306528308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111856597306528308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-trusted-her-we-never-once-doubted.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111840824857927496</id><published>2005-06-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:57:28.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadarrhhh! today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;at least like.better than being cooped up at home.&lt;br /&gt;reached the hotel at about 11,&lt;br /&gt;and we left ONLY AT 1!&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored.&lt;br /&gt;they talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while my younger sis was busy exchanging stickers with jie3fu1.&lt;br /&gt;-_______-"&lt;br /&gt;i counted.&lt;br /&gt;altogether, he gave her 42 stickers.&lt;br /&gt;dun think she gave so many to him though.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to be a LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;erm. okay. dian4deng1pao4 in chinese,&lt;br /&gt;or goooseberry in english.&lt;br /&gt;hah. so didnt follow sis and jie3fu1 to watch mrandmrssmith.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch with nat anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays the last episode of the funny ghost show.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. its real funny.&lt;br /&gt;my sis is very very afraid of ah bao.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;what a stupid thing to be afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i was better.&lt;br /&gt;i was troubled by LOST.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i toook a long time to sleeep yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee! show's starting sooon.&lt;br /&gt;nandri. vanakam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111840824857927496?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111840824857927496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111840824857927496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/tadarrhhh-today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111830916259872387</id><published>2005-06-09T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T17:26:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh mannns.&lt;br /&gt;i just became accomplished person. (x&lt;br /&gt;the 3 daughters killed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HOUSEFLY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spottted a big beeeg housefly in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;told my mum, and she refused to kill it.&lt;br /&gt;with my 6yrold sister's shouting in the background,&lt;br /&gt;so i took a table cloth and PIANKKK!&lt;br /&gt;i smasssshhheeeed IT!&lt;br /&gt;alAS! unfortunately it didnt die.&lt;br /&gt;piaked it one more time.&lt;br /&gt;i missed.&lt;br /&gt;one more time.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt die.&lt;br /&gt;then my sis walked in.&lt;br /&gt;whoa she was sooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;she toook the cloth and hit it.&lt;br /&gt;it dropped off the table into a corner.&lt;br /&gt;and we noticed it still struggling.&lt;br /&gt;so my sis smacked it again.&lt;br /&gt;the impact caused it to slide to about 1metre away.&lt;br /&gt;it was pronounced dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh.&lt;br /&gt;my idol is now the thai guy who sings.&lt;br /&gt;SA BAI SA BAI&lt;br /&gt;hes so handsome i could die.&lt;br /&gt;the way he looks at the camera melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and he dances so professionallly.&lt;br /&gt;im in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! my younger sis and i love imitating this guy.&lt;br /&gt;hes so humourous he doesnt even know it.&lt;br /&gt;obviously by the way he stares at the camera he thinks hes so handsome.&lt;br /&gt;manns.&lt;br /&gt;i carnt believe he is a singer.&lt;br /&gt;did he even pass the audition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111830916259872387?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111830916259872387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111830916259872387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-mannns.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111828928210801470</id><published>2005-06-09T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:57:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nat is reallly bloggging every day.&lt;br /&gt;manns.&lt;br /&gt;what a feat.&lt;br /&gt;i wannnna try, but i have nothing-ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to blog abouuutttt!&lt;br /&gt;life's a bore.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe only mine is a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee.&lt;br /&gt;since the start of the holidays ive only been out hmm. twice.&lt;br /&gt;once with the gays,&lt;br /&gt;and once with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;will be going out with babes,&lt;br /&gt;and once more with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;the others.... are with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW HOW BORRRING THAT ISSS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loook at my timeline. im including EVERTHING that happened, even those boring ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;| -1/6--gays outing, then nat,mum etc.&lt;br /&gt;| -2/6--nat,mx [just hanging around]    &lt;br /&gt;| -3/6--cousin stay&lt;br /&gt;| -4/6--cousin stay&lt;br /&gt;| -5/6--cousin go home&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;| -8/6--jie3 fu1 came over&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;| -10/6--dimsum with family and jie3 fu1&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;| -13/6--to sch for r-harmony skit&lt;br /&gt;|               ps. im an extra&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT IT.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of holiday is this.&lt;br /&gt;i admit it: i live a sad life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111828928210801470?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111828928210801470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111828928210801470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/nat-is-reallly-bloggging-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111819399595392740</id><published>2005-06-08T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T09:27:53.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im gettting more and more lazy.&lt;br /&gt;seldom update already (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;its SOOOO me.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111819399595392740?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111819399595392740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111819399595392740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-gettting-more-and-more-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111767634910703670</id><published>2005-06-02T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:57:54.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YESTERDAY was SMASHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yes i agree audrey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GAYS rawkrawkrawk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;spent a lot of time trying to find audrey at the mrt station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yup so we went to meet gracia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and her mum drove us to marine parade LIBRARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;--___--"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so we spent about 1 hour trying to find chinese books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and then we went parkway parade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;there wasnt any neoprint shop =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but nvm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we got ourselves a BADGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;as in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we took our photos then made it into a badge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;its so rawking coool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we had no time to stay and decorate it cause...../&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GRACIAS MUM was supposed to meet us at the library at 4.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and she wasnt supposed to know we went OUT OF THE LIBRARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so at 4.30 we RUSHED out of parkway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and ran to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;for your info the library and the shopping centre is very far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;gracia refused to pick up her mum's call lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and we reached the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and gracia finally called her mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;her mum was too busy to fetch her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;which meant she had to take a taxi home  by herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;--____--"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;audrey and i took gracia's taxi to the nearest mrt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;on our walk to the mrt audrey bought a bra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-___-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;those with a lot of pattern that kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and she was so embarrassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;went orchard to join mummy, sis and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;ahyi was queuing up to withdraw money.&lt;br /&gt;my sis [the 6 yr old one] was whispering to my 9yrold cousin.&lt;br /&gt;i heard something like... singapore idol.&lt;br /&gt;my sis saw me and turned around.&lt;br /&gt;then she said.&lt;br /&gt;ER JIE! THAT GIRL LOOK LIKE LEANDRA!&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS HER KAYYYYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND TIME(X&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know she was that tall.&lt;br /&gt;and she said my sis is super cute!&lt;br /&gt;and she kept looking at my sister.&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of my sis!&lt;br /&gt;she is so smart. she takes after me (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nat and i went to take neos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;turned out quite okay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we were taking our own sweet time decorating when another grp of pple went to use the neoprint machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;which meant we suddenly had very very little time to decorate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so some turned out like shit lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;will be going to sentosa with nat and mx later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yayy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but SENTOSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nat's idea. i dunnno why she wants to go there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;long time since ive gone there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111767634910703670?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111767634910703670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111767634910703670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-was-smashing-yes-i-agree.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111718207506891557</id><published>2005-05-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:21:15.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yesterday was GR-EAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i got my dc and rtc cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;after school and a more efficient and nice prefect was in charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;had phototaking for strings. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i was beside deborah (the bra) and xl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yay and we were released early from strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so i rushed home and rushed out in 15mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;met mx and nat at choa chu kang so we went rj chamber concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;rjc's sidegate was like in construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and we were kinda lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;actually not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;if we'd continued walking down the road we would have got inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;had to call sister's bf for assistance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway. he was kinda RUDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;he just smiled sheepishly and then just turned around and expected us to follow him and his friend like dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;gosh he IGNORED my cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we wanted to stop walking so when he looked over his shoulder he would see no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;haiya but we didnt want to be so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;afterall, he has a good chance of being my brother-in-law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is your sister's husband called brotherinlaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;haiya nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;just get my meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i should have given my cousins a score chart for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway,  i asked them to give him marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and first impression lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so he got negative marks for attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;last time when i graded him at the syo concert he scored relatively high lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;see. just because my sister wasnt there his attitude changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;grrrr. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;he claimed he wanted to go to his locker after we followed him to LT2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so to take revenge we left his ticket at the front desk and went in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;concert was okay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but there was this guy that was full of crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and an adventurous moth that flew down from the ceiling of the stage.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i lost it after 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;haha. so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so after the concert we waited for my sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;today was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;was quite happy with results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so after sch went for dentist appt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i thought it was at 2.40. but no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;its 10 minutes later. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;chose blue but the dentist wanted to close the gap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;NO COLOURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hhhaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CHARMAINE MINE IS THE SAME AS YOURS NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;llalaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111718207506891557?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111718207506891557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111718207506891557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesterday-was-gr-eat-i-got-my-dc-and.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111692792329414300</id><published>2005-05-24T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:34:32.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I HAVE GOT DC AND RTC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;whattheheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ive got only 2 bookings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;since when did i have 4 F-O-U-R?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh. tmr i shall FIGHT FOR MY RIGHTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;IM SO GUAI CANNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;whats the problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;do they have to add in 2 extra bookings so that all the guai pple can have detention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;haha anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;class photo today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the GAYS did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;audrey was in the CENTRE of the middle row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and i was beside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gracia was on my other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yayyS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but i think it looks very horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cause we didnt even know what pose to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;its gonna be like last year again lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;last year, for your info, was like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yay. tmr's a short day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;short short short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111692792329414300?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111692792329414300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111692792329414300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-got-dc-and-rtc-whattheheck.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111468714932049940</id><published>2005-04-28T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:19:09.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sis told me mummy was upset cause i was crying yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i immediately wanted to cry again.&lt;br /&gt;so... after dinnner i WASHED THE DISHES!&lt;br /&gt;haha im like such a goood girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gracia and audrey acted really sad when they came back.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought they got like silver.&lt;br /&gt;and they didnt plan to tell us until ms chung asked them.&lt;br /&gt;i was PISSSED OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i was like trying to comfort them.. and they turned their tables on me.&lt;br /&gt;kind of.&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed pisssed PISSSED.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun stay angry long.&lt;br /&gt;so after english gracia gave me a beeeg BEEEEG hug!&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers and 3 cheers and 3 cheers for the GAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111468714932049940?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111468714932049940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111468714932049940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/sis-told-me-mummy-was-upset-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111458940159096128</id><published>2005-04-27T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:11:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my sister didnt reply my sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sent at 1. congratulating her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yes she's too busy celebrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;or rather. saving her sms for smsing her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sometimes i just think we are drifting apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we seldom talk now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;most of the time we talk, we are talking about her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;or girls that like her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i dunno why, but i really dont know what to say to her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;guess we're really drifting... drifting...&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/9063372-111458940159096128?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111458940159096128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111458940159096128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-sister-didnt-reply-my-sms.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111458690067547457</id><published>2005-04-27T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:00:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;im sad. im so sad i dont even think i'll sign in now.&lt;br /&gt;we got a gold.&lt;br /&gt;yar a gold. without honours.&lt;br /&gt;it's okayy... but i dunno why im so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, why the WHOLE ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was silence on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;as compared to the noisy ride before syf.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we really got our hopes high. )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we really ought to be contented.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, just listen to rj. and hear the difference.&lt;br /&gt;we know we cannot compare with them or other schs.&lt;br /&gt;so why be disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i carnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;my sister is out celebrating her GOLD WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;while im at home.&lt;br /&gt;studying.&lt;br /&gt;QUALITY PRACTICE doesnt help i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay at least ms khoo doesnt need to eat her shoe.&lt;br /&gt;in other wrds thk goodness we didnt get bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing guitar ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, gracia and audrey.. [charmaine]]&lt;br /&gt;good luck!&lt;br /&gt;i just hope they can get gold WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;get what we didnt manage to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111458690067547457?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111458690067547457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111458690067547457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111452138392136633</id><published>2005-04-26T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:16:23.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hahha my last post was so lame.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but.. hahha nvm. that's just soo.... me. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yups today was a boring day. lit.. art... yups then RS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hahah today's rs was a free block..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;char. jojo and i, being studious [[er... hemmm?]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;decided to go to the library.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;to STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so.. we found a table. and sat down. and started to take out our maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and guess who we saw approaching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;MISS WORLD AND MISS MILLKYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh i knew i didnt need or COULDNT study anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hahah but i was glad they came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cause.  er...hemm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;we spent 1 HOUR singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i was teaching gracia and audrey how to sing a part from sound of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and spent more than 20mins doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so we finally succeeeded. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;btw audrey was singing SO loudly lahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and ppple from the table infront kept turning to look at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh i'll nv want to sit beside her if she continues like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;earlier in cle we were singing emotional and nobody's home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;this audrey was so proud of her voice that she SANG like she was on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh. and when zhang hao asked who was singing, guess who milky said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;YANTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;wht the heckkk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and this zhanghao didnt want to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;IT'S AUDREYYYY!. that girl with BIG VOCALS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;im ashamed to say this.... but now my mission is to learn how to sing a MANDRIN SONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i realised im hopeless in listening to mandrin songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and i dunno how to sing them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;as in i only know wome words and the tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so gracia and audrey were teaching me tong2 hua4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh why does everyone like that song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;nice mehhh?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hahah anywayyy. tmr's SYF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yayyyY!. looking forward to the break after syf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111452138392136633?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111452138392136633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111452138392136633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahha-my-last-post-was-so-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111431129335036305</id><published>2005-04-24T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:56:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i slit my wrist. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bloods like gushing out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but im numb to the 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style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JUST JOKING GUYSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dont worry about me kayyys!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pple like milky, world, small babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cause im not depressed. and all the more im NOT having a depresssion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHILL BABES AND MISSSes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was just crazy few days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yuppps! hahaha. &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/9063372-111431129335036305?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111431129335036305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111431129335036305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-slit-my-wrist.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111424083199503198</id><published>2005-04-23T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:20:31.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hahha i think i was pretty stupid yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so what if im ugly rightts? doesnt make any difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;thank you milkyway and charmaine for your super nice testis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and thanks to ms world and milkyway for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CHILL IT BABY. and CHILL BABY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sorry charmaine i had to reject the testimonial you wrote for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i know its a waste of your time. but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;anyway, i liked the 1st part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but there were undesirables in the testi lahhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;it was just THAT url. okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;can you imagine if somebody else sees it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;gosh i. will. die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;can you please stop talking rot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i promise i wont talk about you too!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;promise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;we shall talk about limmmmin instead. okayyys&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start writing a testimonial for my favourite charmaine. (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111424083199503198?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111424083199503198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111424083199503198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahha-i-think-i-was-pretty-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111416304746809851</id><published>2005-04-22T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:47:42.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;went orchard to take neos with ms world and milkyway today.&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly realised how ugly i was.&lt;br /&gt;like realization hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went examining myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i always thought i was average-looking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;now i think im wrong. really really wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;im ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;face the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;small eyes. large nose. big mouth. funny eyebrows. pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;im really ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;thank you to all that were telling white lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;saying im pretty and all that when im not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;a few days ago i was telling audrey im extremely ego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but actually.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i know im ugly and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and it's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but there's nothing i can do about looks right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;nobody wants to be born ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111416304746809851?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111416304746809851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111416304746809851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/went-orchard-to-take-neos-with-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111391261534546929</id><published>2005-04-19T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:18:02.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;our class decided to change seats today. yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;im gonna be the most decent in my row! (X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my row's the best. we all have crowns and status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yen's a princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;audrey's a SELF-PROCLAIMED miss hongkong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;im ms singapore cum india. [everyone agreees!]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;or you can call me MS UNIVERSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;gracia's the queen of bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hahhahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111391261534546929?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111391261534546929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111391261534546929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-class-decided-to-change-seats.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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-9063372.post-111381845837550821</id><published>2005-04-18T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:00:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to pon sl today. actually maria was pressurizing me to. haha. but nvm!.&lt;br /&gt;i like ponning sl! at least i dont have to see that girl.&lt;br /&gt;katherine. who's so chatty and talkative with her friends,&lt;br /&gt;then pretend to be quiet and shy in front of me and shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER MANNNS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ms singapore and india! and the other european countries.&lt;br /&gt;gracia's the queen of bitches. as in. female dogs.&lt;br /&gt;yayy! dont fight with me for the champion chair.&lt;br /&gt;yes we spent almost the whole science period arguing about this spastic thing.&lt;br /&gt;while seductive xiupo and shekkaye were doing most of the work.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;gracia and i are the only ones who are flawless!.&lt;br /&gt;actually gracia's not really. cause her lab coat had blue stains on it.&lt;br /&gt;which she claimed was not made by her.. *raises eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;soo im the only perfect one! yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)x left my violin in school todayy.&lt;br /&gt;forgot all about it.&lt;br /&gt;yups. nvm&lt;br /&gt;not like i really practise a lot. (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9063372-111381845837550821?l=thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111381845837550821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9063372/posts/default/111381845837550821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtiestgirlinthewholewideworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-decided-to-pon-sl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>i am a very good girl who does bad things =PP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525152372173378764</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></feed>
