<?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-1346474754863823803</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:17:20.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MELISSA! (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-7124779390114872030</id><published>2009-10-16T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:36:59.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEYY!</title><content type='html'>I'VE MOVED. MY MAIN POST WILL BE THERE ON LJ, but minor blabberings shall be here sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;depending on my mood. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit me there yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://heymelissaa.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-7124779390114872030?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/7124779390114872030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7124779390114872030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7124779390114872030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyy.html' title='HEYY!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6597447435107014324</id><published>2009-10-14T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:53:21.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math paper.</title><content type='html'>screw math paper.&lt;br /&gt;screw math paper.&lt;br /&gt;screw math paper.&lt;br /&gt;screw math paper.&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's talk about my exam papers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was okay. it was pretty good. hopefully, i can get THAT A1! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was i-don't-know-how-to-describe. i found it okay, but everyone else said it was tough. so i really don't know! ahhhhH! i think i misinterpreted the questions. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was manageable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math was fucked up. i'm serious. screw it to the max. AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fail my math, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;for all the A1s i've been getting for all the other exams, i'm gonna flunk this one.&lt;br /&gt;math is a bitch. i hate you math!&lt;br /&gt;but actually i love mathhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;why did math do this to me? &lt;br /&gt;awww, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is, i knew i was going to do badly for my math the night before!&lt;br /&gt;how retarded is that? &lt;br /&gt;somehow, after re-doing the whole workbook practices and completing 3 other schools' papers, i felt unprepared. what an ass.&lt;br /&gt;should've done more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, tomorrow's the last paper, and it's geography! yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;i've studied so hard for this, hopefully God will be there. (:&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW i deserve to do well for geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;valleys, waterfalls, meanders, floodplains and deltas are features formed by rivers. valleys are low areas between hills or mountains. and example is the great canyon in north arizona, USA. a waterfall is a vertical flow of fast-moving water falling from a great height..... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhwell. i'll do my best for my papers, and leave God to the rest. (:&lt;br /&gt;gonna go catch S.I NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;because one week ago, you told me you'd never fuck me up, you'd never ignore me, ever, and that you'd stay with me forever, that's why.&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/1346474754863823803-6597447435107014324?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6597447435107014324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/math-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6597447435107014324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6597447435107014324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/math-paper.html' title='math paper.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4315465037282042799</id><published>2009-10-09T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:46:45.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know something? i'm over bleak posts.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyy melissa! :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is crappy.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's summarise my week.&lt;br /&gt;awesome week, the best i've had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was extremely fun, though i went home to crash study right after school. geography was great, and no, no sarcasm. she's so niceeeeeeee! i think i'm gonna write her a 'thank you' card at the end of the year. okay, nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was productive. actually no. i came home after school and SLEPT. i SLEPT. how freaking retarded is that? i was supposed to study! so, i slept. but it's over, so nevermind. so tuesday was my rest day and i regret it. no, actually i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was okay. revised through good words and phrases, and my past papers. i ended up sleeping halfway through. -.- because i was studying in my room with the air-con blasting and lying on my bed, i told myself i'd give me a 15min break after studying for quite a while. next thing i knew, it was 6.45pm! that meant i slept for like 2 hours. but nevermind. i studied the whole night, and ended up sleeping at 2am, despite telling everyone else to sleep early and get enough rest. -.- what a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was english paper. pretty pleased with myself. for composition, i wrote on the topic on 'a friend i wish i never had'. i came out with a super fictitious story. paper 2 was okay. after english, went for tuition and studied so hard for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's chinese paper was....ireally don't know how to describe it! i found it pretty okay, but everyone else found it insanely tough. i think i misinterpreted the questios. ): ohhh, today was movie day! went to watch 500 days of summer! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall elaborate soon. gonna sleep now. nights. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4315465037282042799?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4315465037282042799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-you-know-something-im-over-bleak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4315465037282042799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4315465037282042799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-you-know-something-im-over-bleak.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-3257763240262709981</id><published>2009-10-02T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:34:27.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome! :D</title><content type='html'>helloooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;okay, now, everything's awesome to me.&lt;br /&gt;monday was good. &lt;br /&gt;i wore something lucky, so yeah, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to study after school, quite happy overall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was okay.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was SO fun.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back in school for some time.&lt;br /&gt;heard the lamest jokes i could ever hear. (thank you so much hafiz)&lt;br /&gt;went for my medical appointment after that. &lt;br /&gt;everything's okay.&lt;br /&gt;yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to study again, with alya and syahirah.&lt;br /&gt;laughed so much.&lt;br /&gt;but studied alot too okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened in a day.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;nights! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-3257763240262709981?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/3257763240262709981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/3257763240262709981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/3257763240262709981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-d.html' title='awesome! :D'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-8669036922928630264</id><published>2009-09-25T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:51:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was an okay week.&lt;br /&gt;it could have been better though, ):&lt;br /&gt;and i've come to realise how my character's like a carrot.&lt;br /&gt;according to the people around me, &lt;br /&gt;"i put on a very strong front, but behind me, there's always this part that's so ever sensitive, and one that not many people see".&lt;br /&gt;true, but not so true.&lt;br /&gt;but whatthehell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, skip skip topic.&lt;br /&gt;this week was okay. (and i've realised that i'm repeating myself, but nevermind)&lt;br /&gt;i'm particularly psyched about tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i love tuesdayyyy! laalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;(pictures tuesday, and grins slightly to herself)&lt;br /&gt;isn't he the most adorable thing on this earth?&lt;br /&gt;(pictures her friends disagreeing violently)&lt;br /&gt;but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;he is just SO adorable!&lt;br /&gt;lalalalallaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was bleak.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up my chinese oral,&lt;br /&gt;shall not go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was okay, &lt;br /&gt;today was fun (during science).&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall round off with some photos. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxnyZakzvI/AAAAAAAAALg/HbDoVzDweuI/s1600-h/DSC02298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxnyZakzvI/AAAAAAAAALg/HbDoVzDweuI/s320/DSC02298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385293369941741298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxnxlwY4tI/AAAAAAAAALY/4MJxd_Lsa9I/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxnxlwY4tI/AAAAAAAAALY/4MJxd_Lsa9I/s320/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385293356074590930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoOerTTpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qGoB1zbNfAw/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoOerTTpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qGoB1zbNfAw/s320/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385293852390411922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoNtcpIVI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZNYzoftjAcg/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoNtcpIVI/AAAAAAAAALw/ZNYzoftjAcg/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385293839175590226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoNK_0t9I/AAAAAAAAALo/r9t_fpMri2k/s1600-h/DSC01675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxoNK_0t9I/AAAAAAAAALo/r9t_fpMri2k/s320/DSC01675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385293829927909330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-8669036922928630264?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/8669036922928630264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/bittersweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8669036922928630264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8669036922928630264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrxnyZakzvI/AAAAAAAAALg/HbDoVzDweuI/s72-c/DSC02298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4225469829724198755</id><published>2009-09-20T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:19:52.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>let's start of from yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was an okay day, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;night was fun. &lt;br /&gt;got so hyped up that someone came online. :D&lt;br /&gt;went to bed happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was productive.&lt;br /&gt;study ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy! &lt;br /&gt;somehow, it's only studying that gets him out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;which is good, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i should study more,&lt;br /&gt;maybe, soon,&lt;br /&gt;i'll forget all about him. &lt;br /&gt;after all, he IS graduating in 3 months time. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do want to know why i was so upset yesterday, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;because when you started chatting with me, i became oblivious to the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;but then it struck that you're graduating in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;of course, after giving you the 'idon'tcare' attitude last night,&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed feeling like a total bitch,&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;i wondered how long it'd take for you to get over her.&lt;br /&gt;then, i prayed so hard that'll it be soon.&lt;br /&gt;i figured that maybe once you graduate,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be like i never existed,&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOAAAA! what a fucked up post.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;melissa! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4225469829724198755?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4225469829724198755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4225469829724198755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4225469829724198755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend_20.html' title='WEEKEND!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-956894131849146781</id><published>2009-09-18T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:44:43.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! ;D&lt;br /&gt;whoaaa, i haven't posted for a whole week.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the week was hectic but fun. i studied ALOT the whole week. &lt;br /&gt;pretty proud of myself for actually studying. finally got down to it. (:&lt;br /&gt;so manyyyy things happened!&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that i've been studying so much, i've been so out-of-date.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THANK YOU RENETTE FOR FILLING ME UP WITH ALL THE GOSSIP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yes. today i had npcc and it actually turned out to be quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;i was crapping throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;after school, played hide and seek with alya, syahirah, faezah, farah, jolynn, jamie, jia hui, renette and yanting. EXTREMELY FUN! &lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa,&lt;br /&gt;geography sucked today, i guess teacher was having like 'PMS' or something. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ohhhwell, screw her.&lt;br /&gt;i want revenge!&lt;br /&gt;lalallaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is quite a crappy post but nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;at least everyone knows i'm still alive. woohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;ohh, shall upload a pic i took like a day ago. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrOOibpJ11I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YJm7GTbVUto/s1600-h/Image0250+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrOOibpJ11I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YJm7GTbVUto/s320/Image0250+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382802701824939858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-956894131849146781?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/956894131849146781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-d-whoaaa-i-havent-posted-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/956894131849146781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/956894131849146781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-d-whoaaa-i-havent-posted-for.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SrOOibpJ11I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YJm7GTbVUto/s72-c/Image0250+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4699164889584416572</id><published>2009-09-11T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:10:25.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures! (:</title><content type='html'>lazy to update. shall post some pics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpY3QekgdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E7pBQx9DgRM/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpY3QekgdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E7pBQx9DgRM/s320/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380210411186717138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, stupid melvin. today at jia hui's house. (:&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to be doing project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, since i'm here, shall post some pics from last sunday with the primary school kids. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpZhZVv7UI/AAAAAAAAALA/NVW35sed8Rc/s1600-h/DSC02030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpZhZVv7UI/AAAAAAAAALA/NVW35sed8Rc/s320/DSC02030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380211135120141634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO WAI XIN! aww, ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpZ7sZpz7I/AAAAAAAAALI/jVjJAz5aw94/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpZ7sZpz7I/AAAAAAAAALI/jVjJAz5aw94/s320/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380211586913390514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilda. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, i'm too lazy to post anymore. uploaded a whole lot on fb. (:&lt;br /&gt;goodnight! 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(:'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SqpY3QekgdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E7pBQx9DgRM/s72-c/DSC02150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-169722564335804445</id><published>2009-09-08T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:32:38.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school holidays, my ass.</title><content type='html'>yeah, exactly what my title says. school holidays, my ass. it's the school holidays, and i had school yesterday AND today. and it wasn't like some remedial programme to help me with my studies, it was some stupid workshop which was all about 'creativity!' -.- it's for some IPW nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe i just wasted like 10hours on something that did not help me AT ALL and now, i'm stuck with like sooooooooooooo much homework. but i managed to complete some today, on top of studying! yay! :D ohh no, i'm starting to sound like some nerd ass who has no life, and is wasting her holidays away studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help it! my ONE WEEK worth of school holidays homework is as much as my ONE MONTH worth of school holidays homework. damn. this is becoming so retarded. and so much for my plans of going out and partying the whole week. thanks alot homework. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my weekend was spent well. skipped CCA on friday, and went out. hahahhaa. syahirah skipped hers too, and we went to downtown east. sat on this amazingly cool ride. still hyped about it. hahahaha. ohhwell. friday was fun. saturday was productive. sunday was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we'll rewind back to last thursday. so many things happened. zijian was super duper angry during class thanks to zhixian. (: mauhahahhaa. then we started shooting rubber bands at him, and he looked at us like he wanted to fight. yay! maybe, hopefully, he hates me now? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, stayed back with alya to finish up our stitching. FUN. was super duper hyper. started telling super duper lame jokes. -.- muahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ohhwell, it's back to studying, melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;MELISSA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-169722564335804445?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/169722564335804445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-holidays-my-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/169722564335804445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/169722564335804445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-holidays-my-ass.html' title='school holidays, my ass.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-2818962334377683852</id><published>2009-09-02T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:52:12.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay.</title><content type='html'>i feel so random today.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a freaking problem with blogger. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;i can't upload the photos!&lt;br /&gt;awww... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturday was fun. it was a day out with amanda. (: headed to city hall, walked through citylink, bought a book (Anne Frank's diary) and a pair of cute little shoes. (: had pizza hut with amanda. she ended up waiting 45mins for her beef lasgne. hahahaha. felt so full, i had to burn those calories. forced her to walk to orchard instead of taking the train. (: hahahaha. went to ion, walked the basement levels and gave up. had some snacks at ngee ann city. headed back to her house for dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was good. met up with hilda, marilyn, samantha and HO WAI XIN! (: we were supposed to make mrs lim her teachers' day present, but wai xin and i ended up cam-whoring. so many photos to upload! :D had a good day. found myself laughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was okay. had performance in the morning which was okay overall. (: had the captains ball match and my class won overall, even against the teachers. (: met hilda, walked to the busstop, met marilyn (she came from anglican), headed to white sands for lunch. slacked, janice came, ate KFC for lunch, the chicken was nice! :D went back to primary school, billy slimmed down so much! caught up mostly with friends, and met up with mrs lim. had fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the proposal. very.very.funny. laughed so much. ryan renolds is incredibly hottt! woohooooo! ohhwells. unfortunately, wai xin didn't tag cos she finsihedschool late. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhnevermind, got to go now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! &lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;melisssa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rascal flatts- bless the broken road. :D&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/1346474754863823803-2818962334377683852?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/2818962334377683852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2818962334377683852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2818962334377683852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay.html' title='yay.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-2677852720611865313</id><published>2009-08-30T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:12:18.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last one, i promise. (:</title><content type='html'>1) what color are your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what color is your bra?&lt;br /&gt;white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) do your bra and underwear match?&lt;br /&gt;white goes with everything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) what do you think of these questions so far?&lt;br /&gt;that the person who made this quiz is a sick perv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) have you ever seen a live chicken?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) is beauty a natural talent for you?&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) do you think blondes really do have more fun?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)do you remember the person you first kissed? whats your relationship with them now?&lt;br /&gt;she's my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) whats the difference between the person you first kissed, and the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;one's my mum, the other's my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) how many fingers do you have?&lt;br /&gt;10, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) would you rather watch the sun set, or lay in under the stars?&lt;br /&gt;both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) whats the first thing you think of when you hear the word hot dog?&lt;br /&gt;chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) would you ever sell your soul ?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) are you a caring person?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) do you play any sports?&lt;br /&gt;many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) where is your boyfriend / girlfriend right now?&lt;br /&gt;i don't have one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) whats bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) who is the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;alya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) what does the first text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'just asking... why you still like him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Type a lyric from the song your listening too&lt;br /&gt;my heart will go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) do you wish anyone would fall off the planet?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) when was the last time you looked out your window?&lt;br /&gt;after i read this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) desktop or laptop?&lt;br /&gt;laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) what color pants are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not wearing pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) are you wearing a shirt right now?&lt;br /&gt;dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) would you ever become a farmer?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) are you a racist?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) whats a word you find funny?&lt;br /&gt;booby. (syahirah and i just laugh so much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) tell me something random about yourself&lt;br /&gt;i like hott ang moh boys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) whats one thing your afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) have you learned anything new lately?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) who is the hottest person alive?&lt;br /&gt;alex pettyfer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) tell me something about your parents?&lt;br /&gt;they're fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;i have many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) what are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;the answers to the questions on this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) what does your hair look like right now?&lt;br /&gt;wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) if you could wish for one thing right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) any piercings?&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) any pets?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) name something that makes you sad.&lt;br /&gt;idon'tknow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) would you ever kiss on a first date?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) who is the last person you spoke to?&lt;br /&gt;my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) whats your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) have you ever cheated on someone?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) close your eyes for 10 seconds, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;light in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) whats one thing you would like to do before you die?&lt;br /&gt;fulfill my last wish. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) describe the person you last kissed&lt;br /&gt;short. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) define sexy, in your own words:&lt;br /&gt;sexy? uhhh, i'm too lazy to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) would you flash someone in public?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) do you try and act like anybody else?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) why are you doing this note?&lt;br /&gt;for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) can you touch your toes?&lt;br /&gt;duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) tell me one of your talents?&lt;br /&gt;i'm a drama queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) are you happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) what is the last thing someone said to you?&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) do songs get stuck in your head easily?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-2677852720611865313?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/2677852720611865313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-one-i-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2677852720611865313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2677852720611865313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-one-i-promise.html' title='last one, i promise. (:'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-7070707400260723872</id><published>2009-08-30T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:49:07.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and more....</title><content type='html'>Will you talk to the person you like on the phone tonight?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;no, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where’s your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you thought about?&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. heaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found out you were pregnant who would you tell?&lt;br /&gt;the guy who got me pregnant, then my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;the weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer revenge or just pure jealousy/envy?&lt;br /&gt;neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you like your next “fling” to be with?&lt;br /&gt;a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you curse in front of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of camera do you have?&lt;br /&gt;a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather go to a party or out of town?&lt;br /&gt;both, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you slowly drifting away from someone close?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you held someone’s hand?&lt;br /&gt;today, HOW WAI XIN'S/SAMANTHA LOW'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can you tell everything to?&lt;br /&gt;my besties. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you play guitar hero?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is any part of your body sore?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there someone on your mind that shouldn’t be?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw the person you last kissed?&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your phone?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing alcohol beverage?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept in a bed with the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;does that my dad count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of your best friends ever back stabbed you?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to move in with a friend, which one would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the seventh text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'Hahaha. Room is bilik. House is room.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your next road trip?&lt;br /&gt;don'tknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met anyone new in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your bestfriends call you?&lt;br /&gt;mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to go to the movies with you?&lt;br /&gt;jolynn, yan ting, jamie, renette, melvin, gina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently fighting with someone?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who/What would you like to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;there's many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mainly use your house phone or your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an empty place in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you count down the days till anything?&lt;br /&gt;EOY(end-of-years)exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking forward to something as of right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been called a tease?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your chances of getting with your crush?&lt;br /&gt;not big of a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the farthest you’ve traveled with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are any of your friends so close that you consider them family?&lt;br /&gt;yupp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you wore the opposite sex’s clothing?&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;not much, i'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed so hard you thought you were going to cry?&lt;br /&gt;today, and i actually cried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you tell someone something today?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 9pm Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-7070707400260723872?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/7070707400260723872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7070707400260723872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7070707400260723872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-more.html' title='and more....'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-2456042660517673455</id><published>2009-08-30T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:26:59.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more more more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ANSWER IN ONLY ONE WORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? table.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? all-rounder (it's hyphenated!) &lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? awesome.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? weird.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? water.&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? rich.&lt;br /&gt;10. The room are you in? study.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? soccer. (:&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? death.&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? studying.&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? home.&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? fattening.&lt;br /&gt;17. Wish list item? loads.&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? singapore.&lt;br /&gt;19. Last thing you did? bathe.&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? pajamas. &lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? outside.&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? none.&lt;br /&gt;23. Friends? retarded.&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? good.&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? high.&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;27. Car? audi&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you’re not wearing? socks.&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite store? ZARA&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer? uh.&lt;br /&gt;31. Like someone? yupp.&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color? heaps.&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? now.&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? monday.&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will resend this? ?&lt;br /&gt;36. Place you go to over and over? australia.&lt;br /&gt;37. Person who emails you regularly? friends.&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite place to eat? macs.&lt;br /&gt;39. Why did you participate in this survey? fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you doing tonight? sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-2456042660517673455?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/2456042660517673455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-more-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2456042660517673455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2456042660517673455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-more-more.html' title='more more more!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-3947702177861263927</id><published>2009-08-29T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:56:05.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and another one...</title><content type='html'>are you:&lt;br /&gt;1. perfect: no.&lt;br /&gt;2. tall: for my age, yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. in your pajamas: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;4. left handed: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last:&lt;br /&gt;1. friend you saw: Kimberley, today!&lt;br /&gt;2. talked to on the phone: my mother.&lt;br /&gt;3. person to text you: samantha.&lt;br /&gt;4. was today better than yesterday: not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite:&lt;br /&gt;1. stuffs: my laptop and phone.&lt;br /&gt;2. character: tinkerbell. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. food: i'll go for tom yam soup on any day!&lt;br /&gt;4. place: home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question&amp;answer:&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?&lt;br /&gt;A: go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;A: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the last movie you watched in theaters?&lt;br /&gt;A: where got ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where is the last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;A: orchard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you smile a lot?&lt;br /&gt;A: yupp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish upon stars?&lt;br /&gt;A: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;A: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why did you sleep there?&lt;br /&gt;A: uhhh, then where am i supposed to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;A: when i received my geography results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Rate life as of right now, one being bad ten being great?&lt;br /&gt;A: ten! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's your favorite month?&lt;br /&gt;A: no month in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Are you missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first:&lt;br /&gt;first best friend?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl quek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first enemy?&lt;br /&gt;idon'tknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first pet?&lt;br /&gt;a tortise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first vacation?&lt;br /&gt;australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is better with the opposite gender:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shorter or taller? taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantic or spontaneous? both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensitive or loud? both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hook-up or relationship? relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer truthfully:&lt;br /&gt;do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you seriously happy with where you are in life?&lt;br /&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer to sleep or talk to a friend when it gets boring in class?&lt;br /&gt;talk to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you wave hi with a smile or a serious face?&lt;br /&gt;smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that you like about your house?&lt;br /&gt;my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time you cried, is it because of someone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate ice cream or chocolate bar?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rudest thing you have done to your teacher?&lt;br /&gt;sing very loudly while she was teaching in class, just to get her annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the good thing about school?&lt;br /&gt;friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you listen to music?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what song are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;lifehouse- you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can't you live without?&lt;br /&gt;my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do people usually think when they first meet you?&lt;br /&gt;innocent. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;black. very. black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like answering surveys?&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you want the most right now ?&lt;br /&gt;anything that comes my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will you do if one fine day somebody hurts u?&lt;br /&gt;cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;retarded and hyper. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can have 1 more dream to come true, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;idon'tknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in ETERNAL love?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you meet someone that you love , would you confess to him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you cherish every of your friendships?&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in God ?&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're feeling low one day , who will you go to?&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is my ambition ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm 13, i haven't thought much about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-3947702177861263927?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/3947702177861263927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/3947702177861263927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/3947702177861263927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-another-one.html' title='and another one...'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-1858850961548379974</id><published>2009-08-29T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:47:27.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another one.</title><content type='html'>yet another quiz. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. First, are you straight?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Are you desperate for love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What's the first physical feature that attracts you first in a guys?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. In your opinion, what's the perfect date&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt; going for a late-night horror movie, where i can cuddle into his arms, followed by a long walk/drive around, and he sending me home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Do you play hard-to-get?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Would you go for the cute boy next door, or the handsome and charming romeo of your school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute boy next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. A nerd asks you out, and since you sort of like him, you agree. The problem is, some people are teasing you about saying yes. What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Would you prefer your guy to excel in studies or in sports?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do you think opposites do attract?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.Choose 1: A guy who picks you up for school in a gorgeous car, or a guy who picks you up and walks to school with you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy who picks me up and walks to school with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Would you go for a dark, mysterious poet?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;no, i'll think he's strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. You've just realised that your guy dislikes one of your fav bands! Your reaction?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's this an issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. You're allergic to his beloved pet! What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;buy him another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Loved and lost, or never loved at all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; loved and lost, at least you've had the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Would you stay with your guy if he loses his sight in an accident?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If your guy was good friends with his ex, would you trust him enough?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Dumped for who you are, or loved eternally for something that you aren't?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;dumped for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Would you pretend to be someone different if you thought that it'd make someone fall in love with you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the scenario: Your boy-next-door best friend is in love with you. He knows every little thing about you, and sometimes he seems to know you better than you know yourself. However, you're in love with this gorgeous, charming guy who never fails to make you gush and sweep you off your feet. If you had to choose, who would you give up in order to stay with the other?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.but probably my best friend.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe the following features of your perfect guy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; slightly tousled hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it varies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smooth hands with a hint of muscle and veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Lips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pouty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice, and slightly husky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe your perfect guy's behaviour in the following scenarios:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. You totally embarrassed yourself in public by falling flat on your face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "poor thing! you okay?" *picks me up, comforts me and holds me tight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. You just had a fight with a close friend and you're upset.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stays with me for the rest of the day, and trys and make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Pervy dudes hitting on you, even when you told them to back off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warn them, and gives them evil stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. You getting scolded or punished for something you didn't do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't accuse her of something she didn't do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-1858850961548379974?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/1858850961548379974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1858850961548379974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1858850961548379974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another-one.html' title='yet another one.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-317248415709717291</id><published>2009-08-28T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:59:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you laugh, i laugh, we all laugh.</title><content type='html'>MELISSA IS HYPER TODAY. YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, today started out great. woke up at 5.50am instead of the usual 6.30am to send my parents of to the airport! haha. they're on holiday, so my brother and i have the whole damn house to ourselves. yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt so wasted throughout the day. i went to school today and learnt ABSOLUTELY nothing. i was playing so muchhhhh. i laughed, sang and played. ahhh... nevermind. ohh, i learnt stuff during geography! hello, i was forced to. teacher is like uber uber fierce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhyeah, received my english results. 43.5/60. second in class. yay melissa! screw melvin for getting 46.5... and i owned ben for this one. flashback to the moment of intensity when we both swicthed papers, and him, falling to the ground, face oh-so-red, almost on the verge of tears, crying out loud the words "ohhhhnnnooooo!"&lt;br /&gt;okay. melissa's so melodramatic. but it's fun. hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. the rest of the day went okay. pretty fun actually. had npcc after school. BORING TO THE MAX. alya felt unwell, and constantly felt weak, so i was taking care of her. (: melissa's a nice girl eh? :D you're welcome alya! so 4.30pm came, and the malays left. they bangseh me!!!! ): nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. brother's girlfriend is here. chatting, laughing so much. ahh, going out wit amanda tomorrow. and sunday, it's of to marilyn/samantha/hilda/wai xin's house to make roses/bake cookies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;melissa! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-317248415709717291?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/317248415709717291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-laugh-i-laugh-we-all-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/317248415709717291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/317248415709717291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-laugh-i-laugh-we-all-laugh.html' title='you laugh, i laugh, we all laugh.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-7275322177406197903</id><published>2009-08-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:51:57.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today shall be normal blogging. but maybe if i find a quiz i like, then i may add it at the end. okay, so anyways, i got back my home econs paper yesterday. i scored 35/50 which to me is amazingly well since i couldn't get the information stored in my head the day before the exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started well. mother tongue was first period. was helping nicholas write the green form thingy. i can't believe he actually got a green form during the first year of school. at least he didn't get a yellow one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he got it because he made "false allegations" of zi jian. you see, nicholas went to put a note in zi jian's pencil case saying he's a gay dog. he got so upset he went to tell teacher. but he's such an ass! i mean, he calls people names, and curses at every single thing, and he has like serious anger management problems. i'd like to honestly make him hate me, but it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the other time when i told him to keep his anger management problems to himself, he even smiled and agreed with me. but when other people told him, he immediately lost his temper. also, it reminds me of the time ben and i were were playing, then ben hit my shoulder, and he went ahead to scold ben. H.A.H.A.H.A.H.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and i HATE apple tea. to.the.max. and i do NOT stand alone. everyone does. even melvin says apple tea is uper duper 'extra'. hello? i still remember melvin telling me to forgive and forget over and over again, but i couldn't. muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so let me get back to 'about my day'. had P.E. played so much. hahaha. melvin can actually play captain's ball! ohmygosh. okay, so skip skip. end of school. was walking out of school when i met some people i did not want to. acted blurh infront of those people. decided to go to pasir ris beach with jolynn, jia hui, jamie, melvin and renette. but it started raining on the way. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to downtown east to eat and play. F.U.N. just played and laughed so much. it reminded me of the days we were like BFFS. okay, so after it stopped raining, went to pasir ris park. played played played, and now, i'm home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting with benedict, listening to awesome songs, planning to go back to primary school monday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;melissa! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTELLECTUAL INTERCOURSE!&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/1346474754863823803-7275322177406197903?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/7275322177406197903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7275322177406197903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7275322177406197903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_27.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4329429362512616192</id><published>2009-08-26T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:56:31.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quizzes.</title><content type='html'>i honestly have no idea what's up with me and random quizzes these days. but the more i do, the more fun it gets. but heck it, i'm doing another i one. i got on tagged facebook to do this quiz. (: but i'll just do it here instead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to copy-paste this note, and answer all the questions. At the end, choose 15 people to be tagged - including the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: yup. (:&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 19th march.&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: uhhh, some sec4 dude.&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: soup. (:&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: syahirah and azamiah. (:&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: loads.&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: loads.&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: huhh?&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: no.duh.&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: december 2008, the drive from brisbane to sydney. 15hours in an audi.  awesome. the most memorable one too. (:&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: one.&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: can i have three more wishes?&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: daddy.&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE: because we have to be happy people!&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: theory of a deadman- not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: today? 7.20am.&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: grey- hushpuppies!&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): like almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: getting stressed up over little stuff.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: 2, both ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: mlnvkr&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: it varies according to my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: white, it's so... pure.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?:  of a deadman- not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: english! (:&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college?: huh?&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: my vans sneakers/ my black boots!&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE CANS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? yup. (:&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? no. ):&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? nope, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled? yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic? yup.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? YES. &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Satan? nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?  very well. (:&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters? yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane? yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out? nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean? uhh, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails? duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside? 26 degreecelsius.&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to? 91.3FM, 98.7FM.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at? some fancy restaurant at ritz-carlton hotel. &lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought? a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched? david cook's "come back to me" video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out? yup.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep? yup.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder? yup.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex? yeah, the last time was like... 2 hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury? when i was eight.&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry? yuppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy? everything.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier? no. i'm laughing my ass of now for absolutely no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken? not much.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them? no. hello? i'm 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color? black. very black.&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings? 4&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos? nope. but i'd like one someday.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: i'm open.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: depends.&lt;br /&gt;Height: taller than me!&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: anything that he thinks looks good on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: YUPP.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: HAHAHA. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: COKE.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: macs.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: it depends.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: veggies.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: movie.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums: ACOUSTIC guitar. (:&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: nike! &lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: cake.&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i might do another one. addiction. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4329429362512616192?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4329429362512616192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-quizzes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4329429362512616192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4329429362512616192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-quizzes.html' title='random quizzes.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-5847083751640382837</id><published>2009-08-25T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:18:08.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you think it is a sign of weakness to cry?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could stop time at any moment in your life, what would you be doing when you stopped it?&lt;br /&gt;being the happiest i could be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your parents still treat you as though you are a child?&lt;br /&gt;depends. i like to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a falling out with any of your friends lately?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.no. idon'tknow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell someone the harsh truth, even though you know it would make them angry?&lt;br /&gt;it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider changing your sex?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change a part of your life but it would effect your present, would you?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the "emo" style?&lt;br /&gt;werid, how can someone not laugh? laughing's infectious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a time machine, what would be the first year you visited?&lt;br /&gt;2008. so many memories! (but time machines are difficult to function!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your most important possesion?&lt;br /&gt;it's a conceptualizing question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to like someone to love them?&lt;br /&gt;uh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you consider love to be like?&lt;br /&gt;something/someone you wanna have forever, and they mean the world to you.&lt;br /&gt;(i think deep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you want to die?&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, until i start suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst thing that has ever happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;idon'tknow! everything happens for a reason, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;(gosh, aren't i such an optimist!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone who cuts?&lt;br /&gt;MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mind most today?&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever called a person useless?&lt;br /&gt;yes, jokingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you usually tell people when they hurt your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you just don’t understand?&lt;br /&gt;so many thinggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick/i've got bad results/ i had a falling out with some people/ i just ain't functioning properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you there for your friends?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, and i can be, over the silliest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many TRUE friends do you have?&lt;br /&gt;idon'tknow. hopefully as many as i think i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever told someone I love you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have a super power, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;to make me/others around me better people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are walking to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss told you if you are late one more time you're fired. Do you save the dog?&lt;br /&gt;if it's big, no, i'm afraid of them. &lt;br /&gt;if it's small, then maybe.&lt;br /&gt;but if it isn't my day, i'd just turn round, pray, and run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give one year of your life. Do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;no. because my uncle died suffering. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When and how was the last time you told someone how you REALLY feel?&lt;br /&gt;today. i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could kill someone, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;Gina, when we were hugging and jumping around after the captain's ball match today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you prank called someone?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. many many people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you want that you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have someone that is like a sibling to you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;sit at one corner and cry my eyes out, or talk to someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-5847083751640382837?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/5847083751640382837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-think-it-is-sign-of-weakness-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5847083751640382837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5847083751640382837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-think-it-is-sign-of-weakness-to.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-1411967093490806330</id><published>2009-08-25T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:19:54.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll survive.</title><content type='html'>it's such been an exciting two days of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was okay. i was like uber hyper during the first part of school, was jumping and running around like some mad woman who just escaped from wood bridge hospital or something. i couldn't stop talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second half (or rather the last hour) was bleak. it was terrible. i found myself in tears by the end of school. i got a freaking 23/40 for my damn geography. thank you to renette, gina, jolynn, yanting, jia hui and jamie for comforting me. (: and thank you MELVIN for your very inspirational talk on how everything happens for a reason. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, after school, went to watch 'where got ghosts?" with the people i just mentioned. was seated between melvin and gina. was grabbing onto gina's hand through the whole movie. it was hilarious, but it was scary. renette, gina and i were like screaming the loudest in the whole damn theater. pretty stupid actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today so many things happened. first period was chinese, and once again, i found myself on the verge of tears. but this time round, thank you benjamin and melvin for comforting me. (: i got a freaking 16/30 for my chinese. that's f-ing retarded. like my chinese results have always been good, and i had to go ahead and screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second period was math. it made a lil' happier. i got 27/30. :D i finally beat benjamin in something. :D muahahahahahah. he got 26. muahahahahahahha. :D so math i started jumping around like some fool again. then, i suddenly felt my phone vibrate. it was from benjamin! "action liao arh....action liao lah! i harry butter shall get my REVENGE!" it read. i felt that it was uber stupid. like hello, he was sitting a table away from me, and he sent it to like EVERYONE who did better than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so science followed. got a 29/40. okay result, it was like at least an A2. yay melissa! muahahahaha. but ben still beat me. awwww. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like gonna head of to do my "study plan" thing now. MUST.DO.WELL.FOR.END-OF-YEARS. goodnight! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-1411967093490806330?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/1411967093490806330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-survive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1411967093490806330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1411967093490806330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-survive.html' title='we&apos;ll survive.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6136982790403252452</id><published>2009-08-20T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:44:30.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because it's just one of those days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"you've done your best, just leave god to do the rest"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that was what i told myself after my papers yesterday. i screwed up BIG TIME. yesterday's papers were just terrible. i had all the information, and all i needed was a warmer place - the hall was freezing cold. like seriously, it was like the north pole or something. my fingers were numb, so numb, i couldn't hold the pen properly. ughhh. even people who brought their jackets were freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope scientists will come up with like a cure for mind block or something. had a major mind block during geography! science was okay. home econs was a lil' difficult, but now as much as geog. geography is dumb. i'm such an epic failure at humanities (except for literature. (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was english and chinese. yay for both! pretty easy. good! :D nothing much to talk about that. so, today after my chinese paper, went back to class. gossiped for a while with renette about people. then after math (which was relived by my science teacher), i became like uber uber uber emo. (well, that's what everyone said). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tired! and a little upset about stuff. screw myself for making all those people around me emo too. SORRY! and screw myself for making me so sick, like some anorexic child. -.- nevermind, today was melissa's emo day, and everyone has one of those days, just like everyone has stupid little relationships that you think will last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have no idea what i'm trying to imply. but nevermind, melissa shall go sleep so that she can think straight when she wakes up and study for her last two papers. it's math and lit tomorrow! my two favourite subjects. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;melissa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i can't belief i'm still so bitter about what happened 8months ago. 8 months, a week ans 2 days to be exact. you can't kill me twice. or maybe you could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-6136982790403252452?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6136982790403252452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-its-just-one-of-those-days_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6136982790403252452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6136982790403252452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-its-just-one-of-those-days_20.html' title='because it&apos;s just one of those days.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-8449794185174755939</id><published>2009-08-14T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:52:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog less, thanks to common test!</title><content type='html'>hhahahahaha. i just realized that my blog title rhymes. "blog less thanks to common test!" okay, so i'm thinking my blog title kinda explains everything, on why i don't blog so often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, exams are killing me. life sciences suck. i still haven't gotten anyything on that topic in my head. ughhh. ): and projects are killing me too. projects are wasting and depriving me of all my time, from studying. bleak. and i just realised that study groups (especially with ALYA) are epic failure. muahahahha. she's gonna kill me when she sees this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today had npcc practice. FUN. tiring. DRILLS. (: i'm too lazy to recall the week. i'll post again soon, when i'm not so zombieish. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;mel! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and it's back to studying again, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-8449794185174755939?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/8449794185174755939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-less-thanks-to-common-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8449794185174755939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8449794185174755939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-less-thanks-to-common-test.html' title='blog less, thanks to common test!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-1480199818877407189</id><published>2009-08-07T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:50:40.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay day! (:</title><content type='html'>hellohello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, is in melissa's terms... yay day! today was fun. slacked to the max. had ndp performance, cum racial harmony. had lion dance (which amused the crap out of me). yay!&lt;br /&gt;then, had the malay thingy, which was also super fun. had the banghra dance (super super cool). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class. teacher ran through a lisst of superstitions. the one that really struck me was the one on not finishing your food. it is said that if you don't finish your food, your spouse will be ugly! ohhhno! my hott ang moh guy how? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so fiesta followed. ate ALOT, and felt super guilty after eating so muchhh. nevermind. (: we'll have extra gym sessions this weekend. (: anyways, i got hit by a stupid soccer ball. ugh. by you-know-who. i believe like i've told half the class. and it hit me at a very sensitive part! and the BOYS or rather, BOY didn't even apologize! felt super duper annoyed, so went back to class. like ughhh. i'm still so annoyed. and they were even laughing! okay, nevermind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school, saw alya at the busstop. gossiped. told her about the soccer ball incident. saw ridhwan, wished him happy birthday in advance. (: came home, washed up, miah came over. god, i miss her so muchhh! she came over, we talkked, we laughed, we played. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided to go out of the house and head to vivio, but apparently, the haunting was still showing in orchard. so went there. gossiped alot. caught up on one another's life. washed the movie. theatre was full house. ended up sitting in the&lt;br /&gt;first row. screamed alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so LOADS AND LOADS of hott ang moh guys. especially the one in 7eleven. *swoonssssssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, will end here. (: goodnight. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-1480199818877407189?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/1480199818877407189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1480199818877407189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1480199818877407189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-day.html' title='yay day! (:'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4953671168904882386</id><published>2009-08-04T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:15:54.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking bored.</title><content type='html'>it's 10am and i'm awake, even though i'm not in school. great. i feel better already. this morning, when i woke up, i felt like just putting on my uniform and going to school. like hello? i fell normal. no more symptoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, RENETTE, SYAHIRAH, TAURY, ATIQAH, AISYAH AND THE REST OF THE CLIQUE/CLASS, i DO NOT have H1N1. or at least i think i didn't. at most, i had like the mildest case possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you see, sunday i had my family gathering right? so, i was like uber uber close to my nephew. and like my brother and i were playing with him in the freaking air-conditioned room. then yesterday, he was tested positive for H1N1, and i started feeling sicky after recess. so yeah, blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday's P.E was like so much fun! we played ice &amp; water, and melvin and i were the damn catchers. lol. and zi jian came to play too. i wonder if he noticed that the whole class was ignoring him because we didn't want to play with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blah blah blah blah, i shall go make use of my time wisely. should go study now. (: BYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4953671168904882386?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4953671168904882386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/freaking-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4953671168904882386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4953671168904882386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/freaking-bored.html' title='freaking bored.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4862555614405567792</id><published>2009-08-03T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:45:54.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgggg!</title><content type='html'>okay, yes, it's awfully awkward for me to post on a weekday, but i'm not going to school tomorrow. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? I HAVE H1N1. or at least i have the symptoms. ughh. all except for fever. hope i don't actually have it. blehhh. okay, melissa's immune system is really great and will fight against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohhh, and i have 2 days MC! i mean like, the doctor said that if i had fever, to go back so that she'd give me a week. WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? it's so freaking boring at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. anyways. today was fun. P.E was first period. played catching. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohhh, gotta end here. have to go off now. nights! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4862555614405567792?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4862555614405567792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4862555614405567792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4862555614405567792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgggg.html' title='omgggg!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-5046330822722994208</id><published>2009-08-02T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:19:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>hellohello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's update. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONDAY-&lt;/span&gt; nothing much. had oral communications class. i think it's extremely retarded. went for lunch with hafiz, zhi xian, melvin and syahirah at macs. thanks for the treat hafiz. (: had NAPFA test after school. happy with my results. had an A for sit-up, shuttle run, sit &amp;reach. had a B for inclined pull-up and standing broad jump. reached home around 7pm. felt a bit sicky, went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TUESDAY-&lt;/span&gt; didn't go to school. was super duper sicky. constantly felt bleakish. slacked. my whole body ached (thanks to napfa/ sickness). did some homework, and slept early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY-&lt;/span&gt; saw a hott ang moh guy in the bus on the way to school. felt extremely excited. well, he kept staring at me (or at least in my direction). during math lesson, sat with melvin, jia hui and syahirah. body ached even more. the whole class' body were aching. melvin started to crack lameass jokes that sent me laughing so hard. stomach was uber pain when i laughedddd. ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THURSDAY-&lt;/span&gt; 2nd period was P.E. did 2.4km run. extremely happy with my results. got a 'B'. spent the whole day emo-ing, because i was so damn tired. blehhh. but after school stayed back to do class deco, and was like uber uber hyper. hahahahhaha. :D went to buy the JONAS BROTHERS' album. still can't believe i bought it. nevermind, i'll collect them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIDAY-&lt;/span&gt; had npcc. brought my uniform. learnt about uniform etiquette. had much fun during npcc. (: alya, yi le and the gang was sooooo hyper. laughed so much. stupid alya kept forgetting her stuff, but nevermind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SATURDAY-&lt;/span&gt; went for 2 tuitions. omgggggg! quite fun lahhh actually. came home, watched some horror film which just slipped my mind of the title. couldn't sleep at night, because i was too scared to sleep. seriously, this horror film is the shit. it owns drag me to hell ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUNDAY (TODAY!)&lt;/span&gt; woke up at around 8am, couldn't sleep. did some homework and went off to church followed by my grandmother's birthday party/gathering. just came home and shall go continue doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll reply my tags on my post from now on, instead of spamming my tagboard with my own taggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIXINN: yes, BOF sucks. your taste is getting better babe. ang moh guys own korean guys (or whatever country BOF are from)&lt;br /&gt;amanda: your taste in guys suck. :p&lt;br /&gt;bel!: okay, will link you (:&lt;br /&gt;taury: blehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;renette &amp; farah: thanks for the taggs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mel! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-5046330822722994208?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/5046330822722994208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5046330822722994208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5046330822722994208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4806841673136464810</id><published>2009-07-25T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:38:02.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys over flowers?</title><content type='html'>i have one thing to say before i head for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHYS EVERYONE CRAZY OVER BOYS OVER FLOWERS?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously man, i've seen their photos (jia qi hides under her books) and they ain't hottt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angmohs (Caucasians, Ms Lee would correct me) are wayyyyyyyyy better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mel! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4806841673136464810?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4806841673136464810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-over-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4806841673136464810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4806841673136464810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-over-flowers.html' title='boys over flowers?'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6308089351200268659</id><published>2009-07-24T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:18:53.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun(ny) week!</title><content type='html'>hellohello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to posting. this week was actually quite fun. saturday had youth mass. went for tuition, met up with arabel and beth, ate macs and went to church to meet ben. mass finished at about 10pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played and played. (: ben flagged a taxi for beth (that rich spoilt brat, whose daddy owns fish &amp; co.) ahhaha, beth started cursing and swearing at him, and calling him an idiot, because the taxi driver he flagged was a sick perv. hahahhaha. (ohhno, my english is getting real bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben, arabel and i took 17. it was a long wait for that bus. in the midst of all that waiting time, i said something i really regret. sorry ben! ): so yeah, the bus ride home was full of emo-ness. everyone was emoing. well, we were all quite tired. reached home slightly after 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday- had 2.4km run in the morning. 2nd girl AGAIN. managed to get a 'B'. wondering if i should re-take because i want an A! anyways, went to watch harry potter after school with jolynn, yan ting, jamie, benjamin and melvin. we chionged for the bus after school just to get to watch the 3.15pm movie on time. (: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was okay. benjamin still can't get over emma watson! ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soso, yesterday was THE LAST EPISODE OF THE LAST SEASON OF THE LAST SERIES  of prison break. ): awwww. i actually felt like crying when michael had the electric shot thing. the last part (the part he did the video for sara and lincoln) was especially saddening. he is just so hoottt! well, the whole last half an hour last night was so saddddd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the movie i couldn't sleep. finally slept at like 3.30am. (well, i did sleep in the afternoon for 3hours). super tired now. had npcc today. it was OKAY. the sec3s are in-charge now. i miss the sec4s! well, but the sec3s are fun too! (: collected my uniform. ohhh, melissa has a sort-of police uniform! muahahhahahaha. it's so cool. i haven't tried it on yet though. will try it on tomorrow! ohh, ohh, you know, i still can' imagine myself in it! okay, nevermind nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload some photos from today's science experiment. well, we had to do some DNA thingy thing on strawberries. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/Smmz9QAR_YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SSgYnR7I2a0/s320/science+project+(3).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362014696210824578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/Smmz9PN4WoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZdLNOADsFpY/s1600-h/science+project+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/Smmz9PN4WoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZdLNOADsFpY/s320/science+project+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362014695999429250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/Smmz8r2CZhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vwCE9rTu_Zc/s320/science+project+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362014686504183314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mel! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-6308089351200268659?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6308089351200268659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6308089351200268659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6308089351200268659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-week.html' title='fun(ny) week!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/Smmz9QAR_YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SSgYnR7I2a0/s72-c/science+project+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-7422512400171556720</id><published>2009-07-17T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:27:28.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, 2 weeks since my life has been updated on here. :p 2 reasons. 1) everything's so hectic. ever since school re-opened, the teachers have been giving truckloads of homework. so i've been busy much. 2) when i actually find time to use my laptop, i'm already dead-tired, and my fingers are aching. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so let's go on. everyday has been the same. but same, in a good way. school's been pretty fun. (:(despite the truckloads of homework)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokayyy, so anyways, today went to whitesands after school to buy a file. i've got an animal file! it's so colourful and cute... :D andandand, i walked home through the park with syahirahh. my legs were sching to the max, and it still is now. ):  i'm so stupiddddd. ughhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my trial napfa test run yesterday... i came in 2nd for girlsss! :D (screw jasmine) i'm quite surprised i actually managed to complete the run without walking or stopping. and at the last part, darrel beat me in sprinting. screw darrel lim. ughhh. he beat me by ONE LITTLE STEP.  so, no matter how tired i was, i went for swimming in the evening... i swam 30laps in 30mins. fastest so far...i beat my daddy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, i realised i was quite retarded. i was like really tired, so i was talking nonsense the whole day. somehow, i managed to reach the conversation about someone. hahaha. then we started crapping about him. and the freakiest part was, i was talking to myself after the run. and i started scolding my pen for running out of ink. muahahahha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun! had this incredible edible cell thingy. EXTREME FUN. i was in the group with melvin, hafiz and syahirah. (: then melvin started acting crazy, as per normal. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SmA1DcFXaBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PcvRe-WnPNI/s1600-h/melvin+limmm!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SmA1DcFXaBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PcvRe-WnPNI/s320/melvin+limmm!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359341889765468178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oh-so-retarded melvin. well, he was using jia hui's clip. hahahaha. thenthenthen, we ate the cell we made. you know, we had to make an animal cell out of food materials. i'll upload the photos once i get them, so you'll actually know what i'm talking about. :D then when we were cleaning up, we had a water fight!!!! cause we did it in the canteen, and it was last period, so we made a mess of the whole canteen! we were running around like lunatics. muahahahhaa. so much funnn. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh well, i'll end here. i'm frigging tired. *yawns* it's 4.30pm, but i'll go sleep night. goodnightttt! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-7422512400171556720?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/7422512400171556720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/hellohello-okay-2-weeks-since-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7422512400171556720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7422512400171556720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/hellohello-okay-2-weeks-since-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SmA1DcFXaBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PcvRe-WnPNI/s72-c/melvin+limmm!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6903529827305148377</id><published>2009-07-10T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:14:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different day; same stuff</title><content type='html'>another week has past. and fast, might i add. it's so unlike primary school, where each day passes slow and dry. anyway, today i saw HO WAI XINNNN! ohhhr , baby bitch. i miss her heaps and heaps and heaps. my bestest bestest friend. well, i'm no in the mood to post right now. will update soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-6903529827305148377?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6903529827305148377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/different-day-same-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6903529827305148377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6903529827305148377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/different-day-same-stuff.html' title='different day; same stuff'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-7306269727938242599</id><published>2009-07-04T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:16:36.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the whole-week-no-post thing. haha. since school started, it's been chaotic much. almost all of our teachers have changed. let's make a list of them...&lt;br /&gt;english (Ms Koh to Ms Lee)&lt;br /&gt;chinese (Miss Tan to another Miss Tan)&lt;br /&gt;math (Mr Lee to Mrs Poh)&lt;br /&gt;form teacher (Mr Lee to Ms Deepa)&lt;br /&gt;dnt to home econs (Mr Hazmi to ...uh, i forgot her name)&lt;br /&gt;history to geog (Mr Tan to... some other bitchy female teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our english teacher's pretty fun. our chinese teacher has no control of our class. our math teacher's pretty nice, but still has no control of our class. our form teacher was our co-form teacher, so it doesn't really make much of a difference. our home econs teacher is pretty fun too. our ggeog teacher is..... annoying. so let's go through my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a freaking queue to go into school! to take your temperature at the gate. ughh. the rest of the day was okay, met some of our new teachers and all. now, our timetable is such that every monday, instead of finishing school at 1.30pm, we finish at 2.30pm!!! ughhh. we had geog. got so annoyed by our damn teacher. her voice is so long and draggy and mean. i'm serious, she's a meanass! and ben and i were like totally making fun of her.... and so were the rest of the class, i guess, till she hushed us up. we couldn't even whisper! grrr. her voice is so long, loud, and draggy (monotone). B-O-R-I-N-G! it irritated me too, that when all the teachers were introducing themselves on the first day, she was giving us worksheets to do. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;i had quite alot of homework to do too. (not just geog, but for most of the subjects). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday passed quickly. had no assembley. so i finshed school at 1pm instead of the usual 2pm! :D syahirah came over to do some homework. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms deepa changed our places back to our original places. because we were all changing our places. haahaha. there were some people who were pretty upset about it. like zi jian. ahahahahha. then ms deepa told melvin (class chairman) and i (vice-chair) to watch out for bullying in our class. i was like....??? "yeah right. our class... fightting. what? scissors paper stone?" hahaha, okay. nevermind. inside joke. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday passed fast. PE was funnnn. since our teacher wasn't there. (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funfunfun! (: well, except for geog. well, you see, because of the H1N1 thing, our recess which was formally from 10am-10.30am, was 9.30am-10am. so our geog was from 9am-9.30am, then from 10am-10.30am. okay, so anyways, it was 9.29am, and she said she'll give us an earlier recess. like whatthefuck?? and she expected us to be back by 9.55am... ughhh. she said she'd lock all the doors at 9.55am sharp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waiyee and angeline had to take their books from the locker, so they came back at like 9.56am. and she didn't allow them in! so they had to stand outside the class for like the whole period. poor things. ): i refused to pay attention for the rest of the class. and since i was sitting right infront, she too, like got quite annoyed that i was not payying attention. but she couldn't say much. i was looking at her, but my mind elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during science, i changed my place. went to sit at the back with syahirah, melvin, jia hui and jamie at the back of the class. it was damn funny. this conversation went on between melvin and i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin: eh, the teachers want the seating plan. two teachers lehhh! our science teacher and english teacher. i don't wanna do lehh. ohhhh! i knowww! you do one, i do one!&lt;br /&gt;me: ME?! no thank you, i lazy do ahh.&lt;br /&gt;jia hui: aiyah, just ask ms deepa photocopy her seating plan lahh.&lt;br /&gt;melvin: ohh yahh horh. kay, later i message her... ehhh, my phone no money. melissa, your messages free right? you sms lahh.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay, but then I give the teachers, so I get the credit ahhh. you never do anythiNG! LATER you get all the credit! wahhh liao.&lt;br /&gt;(the rest of them were laughing.)&lt;br /&gt;melvin: wah liao, why the vice-chair must be you, why cannot be like wee kian? no reaction one. blurh blurh one. (impersonates wee kian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation continued... and we just kept on laughing and making fun of people. Ms Lim kept looking at us. hahahaa. then we started throwing pens in melvin's shirt pocket, and he kept saying that his boobs were develpoing. ahahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohh, then melvin and i told jia hui and jamie the verrryyyy lame but funny joke ben and hafiz told us.....&lt;br /&gt;"how does a farmer count his cows?"........&lt;br /&gt;"A COWCULATOR!"&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaha! okay, yyes, it's damn retarded, but these are the stupid things we do in class. sighhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhwells, i've got tons of homework, shall go start on them now. byeee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-7306269727938242599?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/7306269727938242599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/hellohello-sorry-for-whole-week-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7306269727938242599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/7306269727938242599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/07/hellohello-sorry-for-whole-week-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-5741593326135752447</id><published>2009-06-26T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:19:48.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waitwait, follow this link... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fvr0u68VS6c. it really made my day.... specifically cos it has alex pettyfer in it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-5741593326135752447?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/5741593326135752447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/waitwait-follow-this-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5741593326135752447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5741593326135752447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/waitwait-follow-this-link.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-1035855895396744810</id><published>2009-06-26T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:15:57.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohelllo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, R.I.P michael jackson.&lt;br /&gt;but i am getting a little annoyed by this. every other channel i switch to, it's ABOUT him. i've seen the video about his childhood for like 48 times today. (okay, exaggerating.. but seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday i went to watch transformers, and boy was it awesome! shia labeouf was drop dead gorgeous. okay, yes, i might be the only one who thinks that, but nevermind. he is damn hottttt. (: the movie was awesome! i went with my brother and my dad... screw mum, she didn't even want to give that movie a chance! hahaha. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, gonna go back to facebooking now. (: goodnight! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-1035855895396744810?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/1035855895396744810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohelllo-firstly-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1035855895396744810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1035855895396744810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohelllo-firstly-r.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-4015784057147617286</id><published>2009-06-25T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:59:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know, i haven't been posting much. i've been lazy, you know. anyway, i have muchhh to update! (: let's start from... monday, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch drag me to hell with syahirah. screamed sooooooooooo much. haha, kept cursing and swearing at the damn show. the boys at the back were so annoying. they kept talking and talking and talking. at one point i got so annoyed, i turned round and gave them the stupid look. but they still kept talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i turned round and 'hushed' them. wanted to start talking theory with them about how uncivilized they are blah blah, but decided not to... the movie was too good to miss. (: screw those uncivilized boysss! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i hated the ending. ughhh. went finding for my rolling stone magazine! went all over tampines but it was ALL SOLD OUTTTTT! ughhh. wish there weren't so many adam lambert fans. anyway, my mummy went to find for it tooo! BOREDERS haven't even got it yet. the new issue haven't even reached boreders. i'll be patient. (: my mum gave her number. :D thank you mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, something has just cropped up. i'll continue my post some other timeee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-4015784057147617286?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/4015784057147617286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohello-yes-i-know-i-havent-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4015784057147617286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/4015784057147617286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohello-yes-i-know-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-8301783271504388726</id><published>2009-06-19T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:40:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank.</title><content type='html'>hellohello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhkay. let's start of with... yesterday. (: went to faezah's house to the damn science project. ughh. i'm so happyyyyyyyy that it's finally over and done with. (: this means i've finished all my holiday assignments. (: okay, so went there. finished it as quick as possible, and started gossiping after that. really wanted to come home to sleep. bugged my dad to come and pick me up. (: reached home and slacked for the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to malaysia today with my family and clara (my brother's girlfriend), well, she is sort-of part of the family now eh. so we left early in the morning... 10am! goshhh, i'm still supposed to be in beddddd! so, picked clara up at her house and drove to Yew Tee mrt station. parked there, and took a train to Kranji (which was just a station away). my dad insisted on parking at Yew Tee because the carpark there was cheaper. ohhh, whatthehell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached Kranji mrt station, took the service 170 SBS bus to malaysia. stopped at the checkpoints and all. (: the bus ride from singapore to malaysia was only 69cents!!! it's cheaper than fighting spiderssss! okay, random. (: bought loads and loads and loads of stuff! (: and their nasi padang's like awesome! and cheap... everything there is wayyy cheaper than singapore. ohhwell, i'm beat now. my legs are aching. i've seriously walked too much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go now. gonna read my eclipse. (: goodnightttttt! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-8301783271504388726?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/8301783271504388726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8301783271504388726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/8301783271504388726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/blank.html' title='blank.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6542827489416941642</id><published>2009-06-15T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:55:43.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost a week since my last post. i've not been on the com for a while now. well, everyday seems to be so typical. i'll wake up around 11am, read a few pages of new moon till about 1pm.. get out of bed for lunch, watch some tv, and sleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to.... i've finished reading new moon. like finally! gosh. it took me 2 weeks. (: well, yeah. i'm pretty much of a slow reader. i'll flop a speed reading test. definitely. without a doubt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i HAVE to read word by word, and after each sentence, i'll pause to picture it. if i can't picture it, i won't move on. haha. and new mooonnnnn was wayyyyyyyyyyyy better than twilight, for me that is. like in new moon, i didn't know what was going to happen next. but for twilight, i watched the movie before i read the book. explains much huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i found that new moon was somewhat more interesting.... of course, because it included jacob more.... that pleased me alot. (: ohhhh. i miss prison break. it's been 4 nights straight since i've watched it. it's like withdrawal symptoms or something. HAHAHA. ohhhhh, i want the dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, waitwait. i shall talk about saturday. how much i enjoyed it. went out with wai xin and gang... awww, i miss them soooooo much. well, except for hilda, i see her EVERYDAY in school. so we met up and went for lunch. wanted to eat seoul garden but it was closed when we reached there. lunchtime only started at 11.30am. ): diverted to JustAcia... was making fun of how they couldn't spell "asia" properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was okay, (: and there was this cutest little boy who kept pooping up his head and laughing. we just entertained him,. for a while, he was like playing hide and seek with me. everytime i turned around, he'd duck. and then hilda went on to say that he was scareddd of me. puh-lease. i'm a very nice person okay!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to bugis after lunch. went shopping. went to bugis street. saw a sex shop. but it was only for people above 23! wasn't it supposed to be like 18 or something? okay, anyway, walked around for a while and headed back to the main shopping mall. walked around. marilyn, hilda and samantha bought some t-shirts. ohhhhh, they took so damn long just to but ONE t-shirt each. they took like half an hour. well, the shop was quite packed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wai xin and i walked around the whole shopping mall and they were still not done. we went into action city and i kept playing with the bread and banana. the banana's so squishy it was so fun to....... squish. yeahhh, kept hitting wai xin's forehead with it. (: awwww, how i miss her. haven't seen her in a long long long time. ): i hope we'll meet up again soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met them and went to the kinokuniya.wai xin and marilyn bought this japanese book thing... i have absolutely no idea what was that. or maybe it was korean. i don't know! so, i went to llok for my rolling stone magazine. it was not in yet. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to downtown east for dinner. bugis was just getting too crowded! ate and went home. (: yeahhh. that pretty rounds off my saturday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohhh, i called kinokuniya this morning and they said that the rolling stone mag was sold out!!!!!!! it came in last night and it was sold out by this morning!!!! ughhhh. i'm going to go hunting for that magazine tomorrow. adam lambert's on the front cover. i CANNOT miss it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhwell, i gotta go now. goodnight. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-6542827489416941642?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6542827489416941642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohello-its-been-almost-week-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6542827489416941642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6542827489416941642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohello-its-been-almost-week-since.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-1974616694604913509</id><published>2009-06-09T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:26:42.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my other half ♥</title><content type='html'>heyhey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's start with... saturday. yeahh, went to change my phone. got the T700. signed a plan with starhub. they said they'd need 1 working day to terminate my plan with singTel. yesterday came, got a message from starhub saying that singtel rejected the port-in request blah blah blah. i called them, they said they'd try again. STILL waiting for the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with syahirah. went to eastpoint to get my phone fixed. went to eat lunch, there was this old woman who started talking to us, blah blah blah, asked us so mannnyyyyyyy questions. finished up my lunch quickly and got up quickly. half the time she was talking to me in chinese so i had re-tell the whole story to syahirah again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines mall. wanted to watch DRAG ME TO HELL, but there were no sneaks, ): it'll be coming out on thursday; (: reallyyyyy looking forward to it. went to arcade. played the basketball thingy thing. it was so damn funny. ohgod, syahirah, the silliest person. (: hahahaha. but it was truly funny. played till our hands ached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kopitiam, bought the longan drink. well, you see, the longan drink was $1.70. syahirah and i only had like $10 notes. so, we had to dig for coins... totaled up, we only had $1.65. well, there were loads of 5cent and 10cent coins. i was thinking it wouldn't work cos the salesperson would count carefully. but syairah insisted that even if we gave her $1.65 of coins, she wouldn't know. hhahahaha; and it actually worked! couldn't stop laughing to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down, drank that, talked about APPLE TEA! oh gosh, i hate him. talked about him; talked about the face he always makes blah blah blah; went to play more baskteball and then came home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhgosh, i'm starting to have this huuge craze over alex pettyfer.♥ but he's just so cute. awwww, i'm gonna marry him someday. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, gtg now. gonna find some food to eat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i had the best dream last night; and yes, it was about you. please, i'd like to see you soon.&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/1346474754863823803-1974616694604913509?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/1974616694604913509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-other-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1974616694604913509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/1974616694604913509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-other-half.html' title='my other half ♥'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-6096794588693723977</id><published>2009-06-06T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:45:35.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misses.</title><content type='html'>heeeeylo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, ahhh... yesterday was fun. (: went out for some retail therapy with my parents; well, yeah. they paid for everything. FINALLY found the right pair of ankle boots. (: bought some dresses and tops. ate chicken rice for lunch. realllyyyyy yummy! :D it's just that, i haven't eaten chicken rice in like forever!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around the WHOLE of orchard; enjoyed it very much. saw a handful of hott blonde guys... hahaha, seriously, i just can't stop admiring them. (: there was this tall one which i kept bumping into; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate superdog for dinner. came home, used the com for quite a while; watched tv, went to bed at about 1am, but only managed to sleep at like 2+, ughhh. woke up this morning, watched tv, read new moon, watched more tv, and now, here i am. (: i'm supposed to be at tuition now, but i cancelled it. i'm too lazy to go. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, my phone broke into two. hahahahhaha; it's really hilarious. i was sliding my phone up and down, up and down, and suddenly the two pieces fell apart; like, it's a sliding phone, and it just fell apart. hahahahha. but yeah, it still can be used. pretty cool actually. heading down to tm later to get a new phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i've run out of things to say, i shall end here and find something else to do, okay, i know, facebook. facebook is so fucking addictive! goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; bring me to you, won't you? &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/1346474754863823803-6096794588693723977?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/6096794588693723977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/misses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6096794588693723977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/6096794588693723977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/misses.html' title='misses.'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-2482244008244102388</id><published>2009-06-03T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:07:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sweetest dream, (:</title><content type='html'>however tired i am, i MUST blog about today. it was like the best day i've had since the holidays started. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with amanda lim today. enjoyed it loads. well, she needed to get out of her house since her block is going under renovation, you know, the lifts on every level thingy, and it was driving her nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. went to superdog for lunch; it was my first time eating there. food's pretty nice, but the ice lemon tea, ohh gosh. gross. it's "freshly brewed", yeah. that explained why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the sudden urge to go watch a movie. decided to go watch night at the museum 2. thanks for the treat, amanda. (: it was pretty funny. well, very, actually. was laughing to the max. (: hahahha. i'm in love with the monkeys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh,and when the movie ended, and they started rolling the credits, i saw that the jonas brothers were the cherubs in the movie. awww, swoons. yes, i'm still damn crazzy over them. well, actually, just joe. never really much liked the other two. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home right after that; amanda had to go home. she's working tonight. hahaha; she's the only person i know so far who LOVES work. anyway, reached home, read new moon, oh. it's so addictive. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh gosh. i'm freezing. i just suddenly how cold the room is, with the air-con blasting at 18dc. (degree celsius). anyway, gonna go cuddle back up in bed with my headphones blasting adam lambert songs and read new moon. PRISON BREAK's at 10pm! wooohhoooooO! i'm like freaking crazy in love with that damn show, ooohhhh, he is so hotttttt. (: *swoons* shall end here before i go on and on about how damn hott wentworth miller is. (: goodnight!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i'd like to go back to australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-2482244008244102388?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/2482244008244102388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweetest-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2482244008244102388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/2482244008244102388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweetest-dream.html' title='the sweetest dream, (:'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-315087207224925602</id><published>2009-06-02T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:02:52.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to blogging since i find nothing else to do. ): i mean, i'm awake at like 9am in the morning?? whatthehell. it's school holidays, i'm not supposed to be up this early!!! there's only 3 people on my contact list online, haha. the rest must still be in dreamland. ohh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent finishing up all my holiday assignments, at least i accomplished something. (: ohhh, and i did study abit too. (: omg. i have no life. i'm studying during june holidays!!! how bleak is that? damn bleak. hahaha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should get out of the house soon. okay, maybe i will. shall meet up my friends later. (: ohhhkay, i should go continue studying. D: till now, i still have no idea why i'm studying so hard; ugh. toodles! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-315087207224925602?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/315087207224925602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/315087207224925602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/315087207224925602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-5735525854249537853</id><published>2009-06-01T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:38:35.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>so, my first blog entry. always the special one. and yeah, it's gonna be a long one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i deleted my previous blog, yes, the "clumsymel" one for personal reasons. (: we shall not go into details about that. but yeah, everything's good now, and i decided to continue blogging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's going on pretty well. exams just finished and i got back my results on.... thursday. pretty satisfied. :D well, except for the fact that BENJAMIN, ugh, beat me in everything except for literature and english. my two pet subjects, (: my two favourtie ones. he beat me by like what? 0.3marks for science? ughh. and he's second in class. i'm sixth. yayyy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, friday was the last day of semester 1. was super hyper. stayed back with some others to do holiday assignments. but gosh, they're such lazy people. ESPECIALLY syahirah; so anyway, i'm done with all my holiday assignments except for chinese and science, yeahs. they're the group project work stuff. stayed back till about 5pm. walked to the bus-stop with atiqah, farah and syahirah. almost got knocked down by an old woman who was riding a bike. was damn pissed. started cursing and swearing at her behind her back. :D anyway, syahirah and i couldn't stop running. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus home with syahirah. (: came home, started talking about apple tea. he is so annoying! ohhwells. end of post. back to studying. will post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i don't believe you're doubting me and defending him, ughhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-5735525854249537853?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/5735525854249537853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5735525854249537853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/5735525854249537853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='HELLO!!!!!'/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346474754863823803.post-58266536855370139</id><published>2009-05-30T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:27:18.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346474754863823803-58266536855370139?l=suchasybarite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/feeds/58266536855370139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/58266536855370139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346474754863823803/posts/default/58266536855370139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchasybarite.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11171270491601424197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7coxaUsHeDU/SMI9jbi9ghI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-X2Sl46RifE/S220/muacks!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
