<?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-9962396</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:03:58.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114667525234524715</id><published>2006-05-04T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:55:52.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chapter-saben.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'s my new found friend : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114667525234524715?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114667525234524715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114667525234524715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114667525234524715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114667525234524715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/05/livejournals-my-new-found-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114448577935751316</id><published>2006-04-08T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:42:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLOSED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114448577935751316?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114448577935751316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114448577935751316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114448577935751316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114448577935751316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/closed.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114432801633467444</id><published>2006-04-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:53:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, all you Pokemon fan out there! Check this out! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKWLm1fG6mY&amp;search=pokemon"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKWLm1fG6mY&amp;amp;search=pokemon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you didn't catch it, this was a quick flash in the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="216" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/HAHA.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAAA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(joel claims that this is VERY VERY OLD, but i don't care! Its new to me!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114432801633467444?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114432801633467444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114432801633467444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114432801633467444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114432801633467444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/yo-all-you-pokemon-fan-out-there-check.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114432632722816947</id><published>2006-04-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:25:27.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what's more annoying. You or you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of redoing my whole blog. Or maybe even move over to livejournel. Hymm, what'd you think?&lt;br /&gt;School on the whole has been fun, besides the lit classes and the millions of homework. Haha. I can't wait for seven's this weekend x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;em&gt;candy&lt;/em&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114432632722816947?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114432632722816947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114432632722816947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114432632722816947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114432632722816947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-know-whats-more-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114423148208330380</id><published>2006-04-05T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T18:04:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time when I was just a kid&lt;br /&gt;You never let me do just what the older kids did&lt;br /&gt;But lose that laundry list of what you won't allow&lt;br /&gt;cause mama, I'm a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I used to play with toys..&lt;br /&gt;But now I'd rather play around with teenage boys&lt;br /&gt;So if I get a hicky please don't, have a cow!&lt;br /&gt;cause mama, I'm a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, I gotta tell you that without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I got my best dancing lessons from yo-ou&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who taught me how to twist and shout&lt;br /&gt;Because you shout non-stop, and you're so twisted to-oooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I used to fidget cause I just sat home&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm just like Gidget, and I gotta get to Rome&lt;br /&gt;So say arrividicci, toodle-loo, and ciao!&lt;br /&gt;cause mama I'm a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was a shy young thing&lt;br /&gt;Could barely walk and talk so much as dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;But let me hit that stage I wanna take my bow...&lt;br /&gt;cause mama, I'm a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO!Once upon a time I used to dress up Ken&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm a woman I like...bigger men&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need a barbie doll to show me how&lt;br /&gt;cause mama I'm a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOma, you always taught me what was right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;and now I just wanna give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Mama, I'm been in a nest for far to long!&lt;br /&gt;So please give a push and mama watch me fly!&lt;br /&gt;Watch me fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will meet a man you won't condemn&lt;br /&gt;And we will have some kids and you can torture them&lt;br /&gt;But let me be a star before I take that vow!&lt;br /&gt;Cause mama, I'm a big girl now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114423148208330380?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114423148208330380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114423148208330380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114423148208330380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114423148208330380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/once-upon-time-when-i-was-just-kid-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114417994604186360</id><published>2006-04-05T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T03:45:46.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;strong&gt;TRIED&lt;/strong&gt; to eat toothpaste in order to fall sick, but its gross! EW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd rather go to school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114417994604186360?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114417994604186360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114417994604186360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114417994604186360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114417994604186360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-tried-to-eat-toothpaste-in-order-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114417968022968027</id><published>2006-04-05T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T03:41:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting tired of school. The work load is just piling and soon I'd be buried under it. I need to start pulling my socks up and get back on track. I can't afford to lack behind anymore. Somebody, help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happened to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOCUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114417968022968027?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114417968022968027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114417968022968027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114417968022968027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114417968022968027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-getting-tired-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114407864876084740</id><published>2006-04-03T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:37:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>although ACJ lost the match, I'm still proud of the ACJC waterpolo team. They put up a tough fight and they did their best. I love them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Ben!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114407864876084740?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114407864876084740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114407864876084740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114407864876084740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114407864876084740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/although-acj-lost-match-im-still-proud.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114388930374940095</id><published>2006-04-01T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:01:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ne ne now check &lt;a href="http://-kaeli.blogspot.com"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out!: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114388930374940095?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114388930374940095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114388930374940095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114388930374940095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114388930374940095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/ne-ne-now-check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114388192133394280</id><published>2006-04-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T17:00:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check out Britney on Will&amp;Grace. AHHA. What a bim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ylYNoB-DMIY"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ylYNoB-DMIY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and boy is she fat or what!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114388192133394280?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114388192133394280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114388192133394280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114388192133394280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114388192133394280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/04/check-out-britney-on-willgrace.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114364480504446569</id><published>2006-03-29T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:09:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; love me you would buy me a new ipod ear piece to replace my old broken one, right now : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(then I can listen to good music in school,again)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME? : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114364480504446569?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114364480504446569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114364480504446569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114364480504446569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114364480504446569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-you-really-love-me-you-would-buy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114347346745527467</id><published>2006-03-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:31:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your so much better at words than I am. But I'm pretty sure you understand my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt; for everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114347346745527467?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114347346745527467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114347346745527467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114347346745527467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114347346745527467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-so-much-better-at-words-than-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114330243391623428</id><published>2006-03-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:00:33.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit, what the hell have I done now.&lt;br /&gt;What mess have I created.&lt;br /&gt;How do I undo it?&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to mend it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one give me some answers.&lt;br /&gt;Someone spare me a thought.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to keep playing this hurtful game,&lt;br /&gt;for God forbids me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it were to cost me my pride, even if it were to cost me my name, I'd give it up all for you-- for you mean that much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only it was practiced both ways..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114330243391623428?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114330243391623428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114330243391623428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114330243391623428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114330243391623428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/shit-what-hell-have-i-done-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114330120832718396</id><published>2006-03-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:40:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess all I needed was a scream..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114330120832718396?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114330120832718396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114330120832718396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114330120832718396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114330120832718396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-guess-all-i-needed-was-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114329528395349293</id><published>2006-03-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:07:47.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to be doing my art but I have no clue what to do, so.. QUIZAMAGIC. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Death through drugs/alcohol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/MARIJUANA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are going to die drowning after drinking too much/doing too many drugs. Dying like all of the greatest rockers – because you live like one. You like to party and experiment with perception. Rock on hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=12"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sabrina --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard-core grave robber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How" will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+3;"&gt;You have a 73% chance of surviving a T-Rex Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/dino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an above average chance of surviving a T-Rex attack. You are able to recognize what the real dangers are as opposed to the imaginary ones. Go team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=20"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114329528395349293?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114329528395349293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114329528395349293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114329528395349293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114329528395349293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-suppose-to-be-doing-my-art-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114321485054453647</id><published>2006-03-24T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:40:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>200m Breaststroke tomorrow. Bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm excited about the after-party: )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114321485054453647?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114321485054453647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114321485054453647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114321485054453647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114321485054453647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/200m-breaststroke-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114321278544408456</id><published>2006-03-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:06:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hector was here (&lt;em&gt;arrow&lt;/em&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a dirty little secret"&lt;br /&gt;"curiosity fucked the cat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good times like these will never be forgotten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114321278544408456?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114321278544408456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114321278544408456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114321278544408456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114321278544408456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/hector-was-here-arrow-im-dirty-little.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114313281647494496</id><published>2006-03-24T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:53:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy in AD2.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get use to school.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the constant eating and the later school dismissal. (&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, school's great. I'm pretty glad I chose to come to ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;So much for hating it the most in the first few weeks. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be your friend but you turned me down. If you insist to be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114313281647494496?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114313281647494496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114313281647494496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114313281647494496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114313281647494496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-happy-in-ad2.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114304204019300312</id><published>2006-03-22T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:40:40.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so out of the National Age Group league.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114304204019300312?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114304204019300312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114304204019300312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114304204019300312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114304204019300312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-so-out-of-national-age-group.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114294720954843290</id><published>2006-03-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:20:09.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; don't even know what's going on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114294720954843290?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114294720954843290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114294720954843290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294720954843290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294720954843290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-dont-even-know-whats-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114294711473507683</id><published>2006-03-21T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:18:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114294711473507683?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114294711473507683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114294711473507683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294711473507683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294711473507683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/stress.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114294701010711735</id><published>2006-03-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:16:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oi, YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you probably hate me now for what I said and you'd probably feel some sort of betrayal. But I didn't write the post directing it only to you. And over that, I didn't direct the post to bitch about you or to criticise anything you did. It was a thought I wanted to write about and just so happen I quoted you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it. I want to end all these girl politics. I want to stop all these sneaky-under the table back stab. Why can't girls just be as honest as guys, be as carefree as guys, be as understanding as guys?!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I think I'm just gonna go back to my guy friends. I was so much happier then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114294701010711735?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114294701010711735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114294701010711735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294701010711735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294701010711735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/oi-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114294647324050741</id><published>2006-03-21T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:07:53.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I say I don't want to talk about it, I mean,&lt;strong&gt; I don't want to talk about it&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114294647324050741?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114294647324050741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114294647324050741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294647324050741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114294647324050741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-i-say-i-dont-want-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114286811201758570</id><published>2006-03-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:21:52.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't talk to me about money, I'd frickin slap you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114286811201758570?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114286811201758570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114286811201758570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114286811201758570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114286811201758570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-talk-to-me-about-money-id-frickin.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114278230464082419</id><published>2006-03-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:31:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, 19th March 2006, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with all honesty &lt;/span&gt;I declare myself &lt;strong&gt;hatefree&lt;/strong&gt;. I do not hate anyone anymore. Not even Gina, okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;And I have this new policy I'm putting myself on. I am gonna try my very best not to bitch anymore. Yes, I may gossip but I will &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; not to bitch anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shumz; &lt;/strong&gt;Okay, I totally meant for it to be Jolene Toh but I typed a How. I'm SO sorry! eeps! Now, I feel so horrible. Aye aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lausanne; &lt;/strong&gt;I swear, he's so multi talented I just want to kill him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loongl; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, I'm in cross. But I'm not an active member. Just run out of obligations. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114278230464082419?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114278230464082419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114278230464082419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114278230464082419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114278230464082419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-19th-march-2006-with-all-honesty.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114278058887188817</id><published>2006-03-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:03:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAG was a joke OKAY. argh. This is how much I suck, I didn't even make the qualifying time! HAHA. I officially declare myself as no more a swimmer but a SOCIAL SWIMMER. Thank you very much. Phff. I'm gonna be embarrassed for the next few days of NAG. I just have to live with it. Eeks.&lt;br /&gt;Aight.Last few hours of party dudes. Bring on the weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and go wallow in your self pity, you pathetic fry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114278058887188817?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114278058887188817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114278058887188817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114278058887188817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114278058887188817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/nag-was-joke-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114268413799825037</id><published>2006-03-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:15:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Is this some sort of &lt;strike&gt;mating&lt;/strike&gt;breaking season?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how the girls who just broke up with their boyfriends are so insensitive to the guys. Don't go around and celebrate your single hood infront of the guy just to spike them. That's just out right bitchy. Give a thought or two for the guy who still actually loves you, who still actually cares for you, who are still actually on their road of getting over you.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;im loving singlehood :D swingin single. party on babeh, bring on da hunks! :D &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;""&lt;em&gt;im glad you got over it so quickly :)" you bet, honey. im glad too. freakin glad. :D&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;That is not what you do four days after you break up with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anonymous; &lt;/strong&gt;there were a hand full of singaporeans there k. Give me like better clues. Are you like Thad or Dex? Or like.. I don't know. Its so vague! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114268413799825037?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114268413799825037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114268413799825037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114268413799825037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114268413799825037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-this-some-sort-of-matingbreaking.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114261011081197069</id><published>2006-03-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:42:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this last week and I never thought of talking about it. But I just saw it again today and I thought I &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; talk about it. Girls, go get yourself memerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=78241&amp;cdate=20060305&amp;amp;ctime=062932"&gt;http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=78241&amp;cdate=20060305&amp;amp;ctime=062932&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits, &lt;a href="http://devotionofcharm.livejournal.com/"&gt;Lausanne's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114261011081197069?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114261011081197069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114261011081197069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114261011081197069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114261011081197069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-saw-this-last-week-and-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114260958224645029</id><published>2006-03-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:37:38.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss school. I can't wait to go back to school on monday. &lt;strong&gt;ONLY BECAUSE I want to eat my &lt;em&gt;to-die-for&lt;/em&gt; delicious stingray!! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous; &lt;/strong&gt;thanks, and yeah. I would never guess who you are cause there were like hundreds of people there. Unless you give me a clue. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114260958224645029?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114260958224645029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114260958224645029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114260958224645029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114260958224645029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114217277871732082</id><published>2006-03-12T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:12:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOG UP FOR GRAB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Due to the lost of the maid, my family has no time for a dog anymore. It's about 5 months old only so please consider it. I&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; love my dog but my family has no time to take care of it. It deserves a better home. It is cute, adorable and available, just like shumei! (Only difference is that she ain't for sale, AND ACTUALLY NOT AVAILABLE! &lt;strong&gt;SHE'S MINE&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call, 97300598, for viewing if you wish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or for any other information needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS, ROMP AT ZOUK, 16$, Door 18$, 16 March. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114217277871732082?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114217277871732082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114217277871732082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114217277871732082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114217277871732082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/dog-up-for-grab-due-to-lost-of-maid-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114215674242132483</id><published>2006-03-12T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:46:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from Melaka! (That&lt;strong&gt; IS&lt;/strong&gt; really how they spell it in malaysia, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to come back tonight but I'm early cause I didn't race this morning. I was suppose to do two races. One sprint and one olympic distance but I got lazy. No, wait. This makes me sound bad. Okay, last week I already told my dad I didn't want to do the olympic and we agreed on it. My brother was suppose to do the olympic distance but he felt off form so he didn't in the end. Ahh.. that sounds so much better. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I surprisingly got a 2nd:) When I checked-in to the hotel, I checked out the race list and I realized I was in a 17-39 years age group. OMG. I nearly died! I was like.. Okay. I'm gonna disappoint my shumzie but I'd just try my best. After that I didn't think of getting any postitions, I only wanted to do a personal best. Then came the race. I did a shit one. Haha. My biking was HORRIBLE! Like SERIOUSLY. Cause the last time I cycled was like last year, my last race. HAHA. So the cycling felt bad. Then in the night, we went for the carbo-loading dinner. This dinner is held supposedly for those racers doing the olympic dist the next day. And secondaryly for those who raced that day, to reload on carbo lost. Okay, then while waiting for lucky draw they gave awards. Then when it came for my category. I was praying so hard I'd get a third at least! I was like.. please God. PLEASE. Then they announced the third position.. it wasn't my name. :( I was like that face k. haha. Then they announced the second. SABRINA CHONG. whoohoo! I was like.. WOW! haha! great surprise. So that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I hope I didn't disappoint my darling dearest now, grin&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back and I'm rushing off again now to send my sister off to the ferry terminal. She's going club med. Haha. Good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114215674242132483?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114215674242132483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114215674242132483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114215674242132483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114215674242132483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-got-back-from-melaka-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114191928295497283</id><published>2006-03-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:48:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I BLOGGED ON SUNDAY BUT NO ONE WOULD KNOW, except dee, BECAUSE &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSTER DECIDED TO BE COOL AND ERASE MY FUCHING NICE LONG ENTRY.&lt;/strong&gt; THERE. phff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's too cool now. Haha. Its too tiring! Like friends just keep talking and talking and everyone's so hyped that I get tired from talking to them sometimes. Like I have to go to class just to take a break from talking! HAHA! like usually people go to the void deck to talk to take a break from lessons but I do it the other way around. AHHA. But my friends are cool, I love them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I swear I should get my camera workin' then I can put up pictures!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the MELEKA this weekend. (according to tzen that's how the malaysians spell it, haha) Wish me all the best cause that's the biggest joke of the term besides the fact that I'm taking part in NAG. Hawhaw. Malacca's for a triathlon that I use to pwn. But not anymore! I totally didn't train for anything this year. Like this year, I'm so not into the whole training to win thing anymore. Like I may look hard working cause I constantly go for training but trust me on this, when I go for trainings, I just either swim or run to lose weight. NOTHING ELSE. So I'm like the slackest cause I just go there to move ma boday and shed abit of those fats. &lt;strong&gt;Haha.&lt;/strong&gt; I got the quantity but no quality for trainings so don't get fool, babay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! Like I'm going to shower now. I sink of sweat. Love my friends, peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114191928295497283?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114191928295497283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114191928295497283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114191928295497283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114191928295497283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-blogged-on-sunday-but-no-one-would.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114147730691664112</id><published>2006-03-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T21:02:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy over havaianas kids! They're so cute I want one!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114147730691664112?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114147730691664112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114147730691664112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114147730691664112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114147730691664112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-crazy-over-havaianas-kids-theyre-so.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114147572380609624</id><published>2006-03-04T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:35:23.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, tomorrow we're going bowling! I hate this. I think I really have to fine the camera batteries. I wanna start photowhoring again:( My sister lost the camera batteries, I'm gonna go find them now! Or, I'd buy new ones. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yay. Tomorrow we're going bowling:) church first then lunch then bowling:) I feel so happy:) And I like the idea that I bought new uniforms already. Mine was always like yellow and yicky and NOW that my mother realizes it, she bought me three new sets of uniform!:) I'm going to alter them tomorrow. Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me being the good girl, I'm gonna FINALLY do my homework now:) My long due compre and two gp essays. My gp teacher's gonna be so proud of me on monday. Today's a happyhappyjoyjoy day:) I'm going down for some chinese desserts my mummy made then I'm coming back up for work, laters! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114147572380609624?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114147572380609624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114147572380609624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114147572380609624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114147572380609624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-tomorrow-were-going-bowling-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114105094575567627</id><published>2006-02-27T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:35:45.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what, I just found out I'm allergic to cough syrup. But I need to get better so I'm still taking it. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm itching all over and my world is constantly spinning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad, &lt;/strong&gt;so you're better already, tomorrow can go school right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, &lt;/strong&gt;O.o NOOOoooOoOoOoOooooOoooooo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114105094575567627?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114105094575567627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114105094575567627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114105094575567627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114105094575567627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/guess-what-i-just-found-out-im.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114105029132788115</id><published>2006-02-27T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:24:51.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a public apology to you, live on 98.7, but I guess you didn't hear it. Otherwise, you just really don't give a shit anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114105029132788115?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114105029132788115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114105029132788115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114105029132788115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114105029132788115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-made-public-apology-to-you-live-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114093038137235189</id><published>2006-02-26T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T13:51:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you don't believe I'm sick, here's evidence. I just came back from the doctors. He was pretty cute:) But anyway, he gave me a jab (my favorite), he issued me two days MC (my even bigger favorite), I've got lots of vitamins to take, cough syrup (jo's favorite) and fever pills. My doctor really knows how to spoil a girl:D&lt;br /&gt;Now I look like some unproportionate muscle builder. My right arm is swelling so much that its bummed so high. It really is significantly bigger than my left arm. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to fill my stomach. Hopefully my body will take the food in this time. It have been rejecting food the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Brotherhood. Can't eat my belated birthday lunch with your. Another day k, I promise:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114093038137235189?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114093038137235189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114093038137235189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114093038137235189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114093038137235189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-you-dont-believe-im-sick-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114077107464177666</id><published>2006-02-24T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:51:14.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had a cross country stay-over. It was pretty fun. There were some self-evaluation done, a little team bonding and SHAUN'S BIRTHDAY:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY STAN &amp; SHAUN!&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we had a pink&amp;amp;yellow slip discussion where we had to write down 2 wishes we want about the team on the yellow slip and 2 likes about the team on the pink slip. Something like that, one or the other. It was quite funny cause everyone discovered a lot about each other and I realize Kaw Saw LYNN ain't that bad after all, he actually is a kid at heart. HAHAHA. Okay, then we went to get our sleeping bags and walked over to the sports complex to organize ourselves. Following that, we had a team sharing till 12 at night, celebrated a bit of shaun's birthday till 12ish and then we went to bed. This is the worst part. I tried to sleep on the cold hard floor but the lights from the top were to glaring. I didn't have any covers what so ever so I had to survive with just my exercise mat, jacket, phone and ipod. KILLER. I landed up only sleeping for an hour and a half. The next thing I knew was that it was 4:20. We all had to get up, wash up and change up. Warm up started at 4:30. I woke up not feeling fantastic but because of Jamie, I ran. Because the night before I promised I'd run with her. After warm up, we headed off. We ran a 12km route. Something I have never done in my life before. HA. We went from school, pass Kent Ridge, pass Har Par Villa, down NUS, turn into New Town, pass Fairfield, around the petrol station, back to the school front gate. That was the route me and Jamie took. The rest ran down to the MRT line before coming back. For the guys, they still had the canal.&lt;br /&gt;Now do you understand why I'm semi-bedridden? I've got the fever, cough, stomach cram, the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel better later, I'd write about my birthday and do a little shout outs. &lt;strong&gt;IF I FEEL BETTER LATER&lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114077107464177666?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114077107464177666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114077107464177666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114077107464177666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114077107464177666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-i-had-cross-country-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114061345968083460</id><published>2006-02-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:08:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHH MY GOSH. I'm fucking pissed. I just typed out this long post about my birthday and all the shout outs and blogger didnt acknowledge it! LOOK BELOW! It's and empty post! OMFH. l;ajklfknvsljkfhgfdlh. FINE. Be that way. See if I care! ARGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114061345968083460?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114061345968083460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114061345968083460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114061345968083460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114061345968083460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/ohh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114060801781512774</id><published>2006-02-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:34:01.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have too much to blog about that I just stopped all together. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you too James B and anon:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114060801781512774?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114060801781512774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114060801781512774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114060801781512774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114060801781512774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-too-much-to-blog-about-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114017614983879573</id><published>2006-02-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:35:49.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My patience level is just running dry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114017614983879573?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114017614983879573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114017614983879573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114017614983879573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114017614983879573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-patience-level-is-just-running-dry.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-114017530389633173</id><published>2006-02-17T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:21:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For a moment there I totally forgot the password to my blog so I couldn't do any entries. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow's FunORama. Anybody wants tickets? Please call me. PLEASE PLEASE. I have like two more to sell so yeah.. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be one hactic day for me. In the morning, I have funOrama. And then at 1, I have a race which I mondo didn't train for. I haven't swam or ran for a week and tomorrow is SAAA. Good job, sab. Then later in the night Sarah and I are celebrating our birthdays. See, what a long day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow will be a great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner time:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-114017530389633173?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/114017530389633173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=114017530389633173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114017530389633173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/114017530389633173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-moment-there-i-totally-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113956230920126344</id><published>2006-02-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:19:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Behind my laugher, I cry myself to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there for me when I needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113956230920126344?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113956230920126344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113956230920126344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113956230920126344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113956230920126344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/behind-my-laugher-i-cry-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113948779836694510</id><published>2006-02-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T20:23:18.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good bye, &lt;em&gt;my lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113948779836694510?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113948779836694510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113948779836694510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113948779836694510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113948779836694510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-bye-my-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113947850499108214</id><published>2006-02-09T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T21:27:55.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Attention MG graduation class of 2005, gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-release thanksgiving worship at chapel! Let's all go k!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113947850499108214?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113947850499108214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113947850499108214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113947850499108214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113947850499108214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/attention-mg-graduation-class-of-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113932123485727816</id><published>2006-02-07T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:07:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello(:  &lt;/strong&gt;I doubt you're the one I miss the most. Cause the one I honestly miss the most doesn't talk to me anymore. Who're you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish we never started so it didn't have to end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113932123485727816?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113932123485727816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113932123485727816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113932123485727816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113932123485727816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-i-doubt-youre-one-i-miss-most.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113899086864565719</id><published>2006-02-04T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T14:39:46.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holla! i'm back. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PYJAMA PARTAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dress Code: Pyjama&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;strong&gt;22 QUEEN ASTRID PARK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 10th Feb, nine onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Admission: &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance floor, Dj and Beers included. Bring your own alcohol if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD THE JOLLY GOOD NEWS AND GET YOUR SPANKY PANTS AND BOXER SHORTS READY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, olevel results officially comes out on the same day. Stamp, chop confirm. Take it from me so all the best dudette, peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113899086864565719?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113899086864565719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113899086864565719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113899086864565719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113899086864565719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/02/holla-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113868214682687703</id><published>2006-01-31T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:35:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of abandoning this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see a reason to blog here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem like anyone's reads this shit and who the hell is interested in my life anyway. If you sincerly are, call me.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I don't see a need to &lt;em&gt;show my life off &lt;/em&gt;to anyone or prove myself to you bitches. I study, party, drink, eat, sleep, dance, swim, fyck when I want to, how I want to and when I want to. I don't need to tell the whole blogging world about it. Yeah. you know what. I think I might just abandon this.&lt;br /&gt;And Peiling, don't worry I haven't forgotten our deal. I'd email you instead k! &lt;em&gt;(&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113868214682687703?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113868214682687703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113868214682687703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113868214682687703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113868214682687703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-thinking-of-abandoning-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113868126851778504</id><published>2006-01-31T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:21:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I mean it was intelligent but it wasnt THAT intelligent for me to have to go through all that trouble, get it?&lt;br /&gt;aiya. What the hell. Say whay you like. I just can't be bothered anymore. There's much more important things to be bothered with right now then this. aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i official hate ACJ. I some how have a feeling my Transfering-to-IB talk will turn out cork. I'm so scared I'd really end up in ACJ for the next two years. If so, good luck to me k. Like seriously. I miss one day of school and I lose track of the class. Just cause I didn't go to school on friday for that damn CNY celebrations, the class arranged shit for the fundraising thing and I wasn't informed at all. I was told on thursday to get the fruits for the chocolate fountain we will be selling on wednesday and then today, i discover by accident that they arranged someone else to get the fruits on friday. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;It went like, Sharmeen called me to ask &lt;em&gt;whether the cold room at the canteen would be open in the morning&lt;/em&gt; and she continues by &lt;em&gt;cause marcus bought the fruits and etc already&lt;/em&gt;. Like wtf. So if she didn't call I'd actually be buying fruits too?! Thank God I ain't that hardworking to buy the shit in advance. AHH, wth. I'd just have to live with it. Faith sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the best day yet! I don't have the mood to up date about it yet but I'd do so soon!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113868126851778504?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113868126851778504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113868126851778504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113868126851778504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113868126851778504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-mean-it-was-intelligent-but-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113856022991524043</id><published>2006-01-30T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T02:43:49.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf?! okay. dude. i'm sorry for ripping you off and not creditting you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST POST WAS RIPPED FROM MELISSA'S LITTLEMOFO, EUGENE OH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE. sheesh, i thought you'd get irritated if i wrote that i ripped that paragraph from eugene oh and sound like i know you. Since you want all that creditting shit, here it is. a personal post. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that paragraph i ripped isnt &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;smart to be worth all this trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113856022991524043?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113856022991524043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113856022991524043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113856022991524043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113856022991524043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/wtf-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113836727866676950</id><published>2006-01-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T21:07:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i've decided life is just like icy tower. no matter how high you jump, no matter how many levels you skip, time will catch up with you and you'll just die. if only life had a cheat code.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that off someone's blog.i think its pretty intelligent, pretty true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113836727866676950?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113836727866676950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113836727866676950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113836727866676950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113836727866676950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/ive-decided-life-is-just-like-icy.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113828333809935321</id><published>2006-01-26T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:48:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are you one of those who like to write poems to your girlfriend that goes like such,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A day without sunshine is like..etc etc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, a day without sunshine is just really.. NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113828333809935321?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113828333809935321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113828333809935321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828333809935321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828333809935321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/are-you-one-of-those-who-like-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113828338375264224</id><published>2006-01-26T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:49:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I MISS THE IB SOCIETY!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113828338375264224?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113828338375264224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113828338375264224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828338375264224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828338375264224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-miss-ib-society.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113828298352089821</id><published>2006-01-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:43:03.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life, you just have to make certain decisions, although you might not like it.&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I made the best choice but I followed my heart. I followed my instincts. Letting you go was what seemed like the best selection then. But now, I have trickles of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the people close to me, they'll tell you you're all that have been on my mind. Day after day. Since that night we divided.&lt;br /&gt;That day..&lt;br /&gt;When we walked into the candy stall I said, "&lt;em&gt;Hey, he likes that sweet!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;When we walked into the mall I said, "&lt;em&gt;Hey, I bought him that for his 16th birthday and I remember he liked it alot!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I make my way to my room I remind myself, "&lt;em&gt;hey, we had a stressful conversation here and we worked out the problem&lt;strong&gt; together&lt;/strong&gt;. just right at this very spot on these very chairs..&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Days have past, tears have ran dry, everyday I laugh myself to sleep hoping to ease the pain and with a silent pray, I close my eyes longing for a better tomorrow-- without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember I told you I'd love you forever, I meant it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113828298352089821?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113828298352089821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113828298352089821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828298352089821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113828298352089821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/sometimes-in-life-you-just-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113827981100242764</id><published>2006-01-26T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:50:11.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning: This post might contain offensive words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this straight once and for all. I fucking hate people calling me a triathlete or a biathlete. &lt;strong&gt;I AM FUCKING NOT EITHER!&lt;/strong&gt; Yes I admit that I participate in some of the triathlon competitions but that doesn't make me a triathlete! I am just a fucking participant! I participate in them cause my brother does it so I conveniently accompany him! Neither does it make me any much a triathlete just cause I posses talents that allow me to run, swim and cycle! I'm pretty sure much of the world's population is able to do so too! Well that doesn't make them triathletes does it?!? So if you don't want to get me into my fucking bad mood, don't fucking call me a triathlete/biathlete! If you do, I'd kick your fucking sorry ass to Faith Mai's house! And trust me, that ain't a person's house you'd want to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOSAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;okay. All better now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Guys don't like girls with foul mouth.."&lt;/em&gt; -sorry, but this was just so necessary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113827981100242764?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113827981100242764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113827981100242764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113827981100242764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113827981100242764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning-this-post-might-contain.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113827904638476255</id><published>2006-01-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:37:26.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to know &lt;em&gt;the truth&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113827904638476255?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113827904638476255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113827904638476255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113827904638476255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113827904638476255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-want-to-know-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113801086884796277</id><published>2006-01-23T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T18:07:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you know &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is not a dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113801086884796277?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113801086884796277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113801086884796277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113801086884796277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113801086884796277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-do-you-know-this-is-not-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113784135847980747</id><published>2006-01-21T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:31:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you haven't checked&lt;a href="http://xialanxue.blogspot.com"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;out you better do it now!&lt;br /&gt;On how Dawn Yang/Yeo went for plastic sugery.&lt;br /&gt;I sincerly believe she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[add-it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/clapbangkiss"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is Dawn Yang by the way.&lt;br /&gt;[add-it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;add-it&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113784135847980747?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113784135847980747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113784135847980747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113784135847980747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113784135847980747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-you-havent-checked-this-out-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113783982785194065</id><published>2006-01-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:37:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You were always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;You will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You can never be erased from my life,&lt;br /&gt;as much as you want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Now till forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113783982785194065?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113783982785194065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113783982785194065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783982785194065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783982785194065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-were-always-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113783951026582215</id><published>2006-01-21T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:31:50.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Clo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113783951026582215?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113783951026582215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113783951026582215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783951026582215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783951026582215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-clo.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113783830281780872</id><published>2006-01-21T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:11:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DEE'S BACK!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Let me make myself clear first. Do not ask me what that Flixter thing is about cause I have no frickin idea! Haha. I just joined it to prevent myself from getting anymore of that invites. So I'm sorry if I added to YOUR spamings. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113783830281780872?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113783830281780872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113783830281780872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783830281780872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113783830281780872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/dees-back-d-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113754849310092025</id><published>2006-01-18T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:41:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AYE, I'm gonna break my MONDO CRASHER STREAK. Damn it damn it damn it. Today's schedule just isn't meant to be. Tough luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113754849310092025?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113754849310092025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113754849310092025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113754849310092025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113754849310092025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/aye-im-gonna-break-my-mondo-crasher.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113742351203090767</id><published>2006-01-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:58:32.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye lu):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113742351203090767?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113742351203090767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113742351203090767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113742351203090767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113742351203090767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/bye-lu.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113742284881433071</id><published>2006-01-16T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:47:28.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bad. We'll get our class listings on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a beautiful day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So my arm hurts from arm wrestling &lt;strong&gt;three guys in a row&lt;/strong&gt;. And i obviously lost to all of them! It doesn't exactly hurt but its a little sore. heh. I need to start training again. I seriously suck k! I can still remember when I was still on form wayyyyyyy back, I could win Loong at arm wrestling. But now.. HA! Okay. I am seriously gonna start training myself up. Just to be in shape not to do competitive swimming. That really kills. I'm kinda half hearted about swimming already. Everyone kinda is. Mari, Tzen, Charlie, etc. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I made a deal with &lt;em&gt;Little Shaver&lt;/em&gt;. In one month, we're gonna have a rematch at arm wrestling. And I'm gonna train up for that. HAHAHAHA. Please place your bets on me. I need your support! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I really thought I could at least be CLOSE to winning either marcus, ims or milton but I really suck. I bet I can't even do ONE chin-up anymore! OKAY OKAY. I'm going back to the gym! Oeij, Dim! Bring me to the gym with you!!! AIYOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. I'm going to kill my brain cells with the uneducational television programmes such as Zoey101 and Jimmy Neutron. Fairly Odd Parents are the best! Whoopeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not looking forward to the fact that I can't really crash IB anymore from tomorrow onwards cause CLASS time has started proper. DAMN. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just try to make do with ACJ. It ain't that bad acutally. Love!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113742284881433071?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113742284881433071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113742284881433071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113742284881433071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113742284881433071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113733705599061936</id><published>2006-01-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:57:36.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I over estimated ACJ. I thought that they'd give us the class listings and the class time tables by Monday but I guess not! We still have to attend lectures as an OG and the time table ain't scheduled to your combination yet. SO GUESS WHAT! I am only going to school tomorrow for a bloody fourty minutes GP lecture. HOORAY. URGH. The one moment that I'm actually looking forward to study, the frickin school refuses to let me. WHAT'S UP WITH THAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOOOOOOSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH. okay. chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because I got so bored of ACJ, I didn't attend school on Thursday nor on Friday. I called in sick. Actually, I crashed IB. HEH. But on Friday I returned to ACJ at 3 fifty sharp to do the whole DSA subject selection and approval thing. I also had to take an A Math test to certify myself to take mathematics at a H2 level. (This is because I didn't study for my prelims resulting in me not meeting the criteria to take math,etc etc) BUTTT, God was on my side:) They decided to push me for the subject combination I wanted. It being.. H2- Math, Lit, Econs. H1- Chem. Because, if they refuse to let me take math at H2, I'd have to take it at H1. Then I'd have to take Chem at H2. But I don't qualify to take that either so I only can take it at H1. BUT I can't possibly take two H1 subs so they HAVE to let me take the subject combination I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, if you totally understand what I just said about my whole subject combination, put your hands in the air and say, yeah! Cause not alot of people get me. I always end up repeating myself twenty-seven thousand times before they really get me. HARHAR&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Then they pushed me up and I wasted my morning at tuitions. I went to tuitions for a crash course. I needed to refresh myself on the A Math syllabus. Technically, I didn't waste my time there cause I felt pretty smart after that but still..&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, that smartness is kinda wearing off. AIYO. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dee's in Hongkong now. My brother's in Vietnam. And me? In Singapore. Good job. School starts at 7 thirty tomorrow. Chapel first (Lookin forward, ac's got good singers and nice selection of songs), recess next then free period for me. THEN, GP. After which, I'd try to run away from school. I'm going to crash IB again!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to end this off.. I know its out of point but I miss my MG babes. &lt;br /&gt;Dee, Shumz, Wen, Sarah, Kari, Shan, Van, Becca, Gina, Debbie, Tracy, Shuj, I love ya'll :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113733705599061936?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113733705599061936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113733705599061936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113733705599061936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113733705599061936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-i-over-estimated-acj.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113697902823708744</id><published>2006-01-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:30:28.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lee! Don't rub it in):&lt;br /&gt;We should hang out soon. I miss you guys): ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113697902823708744?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113697902823708744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113697902823708744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697902823708744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697902823708744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/lee-dont-rub-it-in-we-should-hang-out.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113697650744548172</id><published>2006-01-11T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:31:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm sorry but as much as the AC spirit has been instilled within me, I'm not having any fun in acj and I just wished I could be in ACS(i) right now. I mean, its still an Anglo-Chinese School? Heh. Seriously, I really am not having any fun in school at all, as absolute as vodka. If it wasn't for Jo that bitches with me all day long and the rest of the FEW MG girls there, acj,for me, would have sucked big time starting as of day 1. Its like, all my friends are in IB or otherwise they didn't make it into a junior collage. SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NONE &lt;/strong&gt;of my close friends are in acj k. &lt;strong&gt;NONE.&lt;/strong&gt; That. Kills............ omg.&lt;br /&gt;I can cry myself to school every morning k. Do you know how happy I am everytime the dismissal bell rings?! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;And on the side lines, I'm more of a research-and-do-project-work kinda person. IB would have fitted me so perfectly I tell you! AYE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just praying &lt;strong&gt;SOO&lt;/strong&gt; hard now that either my time in acj gets better OR I score good enough grades for the Os and qualify for IB. Ohhhhh, this is worst than hell. Somebody save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd honestly rather be in MI or Sarangoon JC or Temasek JC than in this state of ACJ! No offence to anyone but I swear, I'd inject myself with the flu virus just to MC myself from school. I hate it so much! The school term just started and I already can't wait to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, after this I've to revise my Amath cause I've to sit for a frickin math test tomorrow. No one told me Prelims would be looked upon for DSA students too when it comes to selecting subjects! If I had known I would at least bother to study in order to pass my papers! Now its too late and I've to sit for the test tomorrow. What a bummer! I haven't touched my books in months and I didn't even bother to retain ANY of my secondary school text! Its like stored in the far, rusty &amp; dusty corner of my brain! Omg, If I don't pass that math test tomorrow and I'm not able to take math at H2, I SWEAR I'd go on a strike or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. The hate within me is just growing by the minute. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FRICKIN WANNA GET OUT OF ACJ RIGHT NOW!!! URGHHHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[add-it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I am keeping an open and positive attitude. So don't try to flame me with those, "&lt;em&gt;oh your so pessimistic and you go to school with such a lousy attitude so of cause school will suck for you&lt;/em&gt;" kinda thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[add-it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113697650744548172?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113697650744548172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113697650744548172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697650744548172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697650744548172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113697898942693749</id><published>2006-01-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:32:51.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eat my shit. I hate &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113697898942693749?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113697898942693749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113697898942693749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697898942693749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113697898942693749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/eat-my-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113678274107626633</id><published>2006-01-09T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:59:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellllooooo everyone! i'm sab's bitch (jo) and i'm helping her to blog about our mundane life. we're in the apsc office now because we're too cool for school and classes are totally unrequired at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.online shopping's more entertaining now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113678274107626633?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113678274107626633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113678274107626633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113678274107626633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113678274107626633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/hellllooooo-everyone-im-sabs-bitch-jo.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113614584103814134</id><published>2006-01-02T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T04:04:01.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ben's my new gay chum. &lt;strong&gt;Deal with that!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113614584103814134?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113614584103814134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113614584103814134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113614584103814134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113614584103814134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/bens-my-new-gay-chum.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113613744224723108</id><published>2006-01-02T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:44:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If it means nothing to you, just hang up.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hung up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113613744224723108?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113613744224723108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113613744224723108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113613744224723108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113613744224723108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-it-means-nothing-to-you-just-hang.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113605543459128362</id><published>2006-01-01T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T02:57:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I did that started 2006 right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delete Eugene off my MSN Messenger List.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delete all contacts of negative people in my life of 2005.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit drinking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give thanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Write shoutouts.&lt;/strike&gt; (I swear I wrote a whole LONNGGG dedication to people in my life of 2005. while I was half way, my dad came and switch off the computer thinking I was done. So there goes this whole section)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make some new year resolutions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously want to get all the negative people out of my life, start a fresh and surround myself with only the positive ones. Those that make me happy, those that appreciate me, those that love me, those that care for me, vice versa. Haha. No time for all those lousy bastards &amp; bitch anymore.  JC's in two days. New friends are on their way, time to kick out the old! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Bless. Happy new year! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113605543459128362?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113605543459128362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113605543459128362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113605543459128362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113605543459128362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-i-did-that-started-2006-right.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113588132906609619</id><published>2005-12-30T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T02:35:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Love &lt;strong&gt;messes &lt;/strong&gt;up &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Agreed?&lt;br /&gt;AGREED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113588132906609619?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113588132906609619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113588132906609619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113588132906609619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113588132906609619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-messes-up-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113579782730814870</id><published>2005-12-29T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T03:23:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2005 has been my worst year lived.&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I wanna blame so many of your out there who has contributed to that, I think I shouldn't. I had my part to play too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So suck it up baby.&lt;/strong&gt; Good bye 2005, hello 2006.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start this right, I need to start this strong.&lt;br /&gt;And with the help of God and my close friends, I'd live through my next years well, &lt;em&gt;I hope&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113579782730814870?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113579782730814870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113579782730814870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113579782730814870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113579782730814870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/2005-has-been-my-worst-year-lived.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113569330600414685</id><published>2005-12-27T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:21:46.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Damn, I wish I had all the time in the world to be a professional gamer too! I just watch the reality hit series on MTV of 'I am a Professional Gamer' or so i think it was called. It's frickin cool la! You like make frickin big bucks from just.. gaming. Wth! This guy earned 550$ from playing halo2! What's up with that! Aiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm bored of this. Good Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people who blog practically everyday during the holidays-- have no life.&lt;br /&gt;Probably with the only exception of Laus.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha. No Offence. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to say I have a life or anything but.. Hahahahahaa. You know what I'm trying to get at. Hahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people are just plain pathetic:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113569330600414685?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113569330600414685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113569330600414685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113569330600414685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113569330600414685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn-i-wish-i-had-all-time-in-world-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113550149703809921</id><published>2005-12-25T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:04:57.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAKAHHH!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113550149703809921?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113550149703809921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113550149703809921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113550149703809921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113550149703809921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-christmakahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113478889116231001</id><published>2005-12-17T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:08:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone's starting to come back from their holidays, ain't that swell! HOO YEAH :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113478889116231001?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113478889116231001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113478889116231001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113478889116231001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113478889116231001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/everyones-starting-to-come-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113471960483212993</id><published>2005-12-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T15:53:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's been great. I went ice skating the other day, then I went to snow city too. I was on the phone for three hours plus with an old friend the other day, etc etc. It was great! OHH!! AND DEEDEE'S BACK!!! HOORAYYY! :D It can't get any better:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't watch &lt;em&gt;Notebook&lt;/em&gt; and I ain't happy about that):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm suppose to be at training now but I haven't even left the house, as you can see. I'll leave soon. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van's the cutest, i love you too babe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THREE DAYS NOW, MY RIGHT EYE HAS BEEN TWITCHING &lt;strong&gt;SOOOO&lt;/strong&gt; BAD. &lt;strong&gt;I HATTEEEEE ITTTTTT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is a very random post.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.Apparently there's a (SEE! THERE, IT TWITCHED AGAIN! ARGH) gathering at my house tonight. My room is in a mess so I'm just gonna lock my door and close all excess to my room. HAW! EAT THAT SUCKERS. --that's how I got away with my mum nagging at me to clean my room:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop twitching damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113471960483212993?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113471960483212993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113471960483212993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113471960483212993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113471960483212993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-weeks-been-great.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113438315115847317</id><published>2005-12-12T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:25:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.sorry.i tried changing the colour thing but i can't find the settings thing in the chatterbox system.bare with it k.sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113438315115847317?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113438315115847317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113438315115847317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113438315115847317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113438315115847317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113438272347077475</id><published>2005-12-12T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:19:44.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;I go weak in my knees whenever I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;My heartbeat accelerates whenever I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I hurt deep down inside everytime I have to pretend to be happy around you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I've to cry myself to sleep because I still hurt from our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you-- I wish we could have made happier memories instead.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be good lookin' but I know I'm better than that;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113438272347077475?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113438272347077475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113438272347077475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113438272347077475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113438272347077475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-go-weak-in-my-knees-whenever-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113437724640413754</id><published>2005-12-12T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:53:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from Bangkok!! Okay. Not really just but like yesterday at three plus. Thailand is still the best! Its like &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; food and &lt;strong&gt;MEGA&lt;/strong&gt; shopping! The thing is that the shops there are mostly wholesalers so they can afford to sell the stuff off at really cheap prices. And its not like the stuff are horrible lookin or fake, they're really pretty actually, its just that the goods are manufactured in Thailand so locally produce products are cheap! Due developing countries, cheap labour, etc etc.. Okay okay. Let's not go back to the Geog. I've enough of SK Chong, her David Gan hair cut and her &lt;em&gt;infamous&lt;/em&gt; forest bush. YUCK. But Mrs Gasper's still the best, the "&lt;em&gt;Look into the mirror, with your shirt off, if you still do not understand what a mountain and a valley looks like..&lt;/em&gt;" Haha. I think there's this warp thing going on with the geog teachers. Right. So let me not further eleborate. I fear to get sued for naming people and '&lt;em&gt;criticizing&lt;/em&gt;' them, again. Hah. So anyway, Bangkok was great:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I came back, I drop my bags, washed up then left for ACJC with my sister. The swimmers were having a camp. I THOUGHT it was a camp for the sec4s but turned out, only TWO sec4s were there! AHHA. And out of the two, the girl came that day and left the same day. So much for a camp, heh. So actually, it was an ACJC swimmers get together and let loose plus Marcus Lee kind of thing. Haha. It was quite hilarious but IT WAS FUN. haha. I mean, it was alright. I got to know more seniors, talk to the rest that I already knew, catch up here and there. Hymm. Then as a few of us were talking we pondered upon the typical JC topic. And the thought of RJC versus ACJ hit me. Aye. It was like, ever since sec3, I dreamt about going to RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of reasons such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Majority of the swimmers went there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The swim team's up and coming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few of my friends are there; okay fine, also cause my THEN boyfriend was there but that only played a SMALL role k!:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RJ's a good brand name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It'll be a change in environment for me-- I'd get to meet a brand new kind of people (I really wanted this the most)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd be able to start a fresh with little trace of my &lt;em&gt;horrible&lt;/em&gt; past&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green and white on me would be a nice change after TEN FRICKIN YEARS!! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna be pushed to my fullest potential in terms of studies; I know the people in RJ are really smart so if I lag behind I'd HAVE to buck up unlike the happy go lucky kinda life style in AC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;But after some convincing by my sister and a few others, I chose ACJC over RJC becasue:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its like my second home; I've train there everyday for many years now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its a comfortable environment cause I know quite a number of people there so school would be fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its so near home; compare bishan and dover to holland. Obviously dover is bloody nearer! I get to wake up later than so many of you and still get to school before the bell rings. Its takes me no more than 12 minutes INCULDING TRAFFIC to get to school. Hooray!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AC is equally a good brand name too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ACJC teachers take care of their students unlike much of the RJ teachers where they expect independence and they leave you alone; I can be pushed by my fellow classmates in RJ but there will come a day they'd need to push themselves too then I'd have no one besides family. I need the ACJC teachers to push me and make sure I do my work! &amp;&amp;amp;side track here: apparently the RJC teachers don't check if you do your daily work. Now that's BAD for me. I'd go mad and havoc if there's no accountability for homework! No, No. Haha&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My whole family went to ACs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue and white might actually be a great colour on me rather then green and white; hymm, whaddya think?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum wants to save on uniforms, I'd probably be wearing hand-me-downs next year): But actually, it ain't that bad. It'll have the 'worn'-comfortable feeling:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, RJ may rule the world BUT &lt;strong&gt;AC OWNS THE WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that concludes my final decision of ACJC. I know that in RJC, the chances of me scoring better is higher but I think, I've enough of studying. I wanna go easy on studying for now. I just wanna pass my subs and move on to J2. I think there's this blessing from God on the methodist schools that methodist schools tend to fool around through out the year but when it comes to the crunch, they nail it. They'd start to work hard and in the end score. Also, I intend to hopefully persue something along the lines of business and usually business men comes from the AC family-- that's where AC OWNS THE WORLD is evidently shown. Haha. So getting to know friends that may turn out to be successful entrepreneurs one day might benefit me in the future. If not, I still gain their great friendship and that's enough for me! I love my friends:) But anyway, back to the point, AC takes the win. I don't think I wanna go to RJ anymore. Part of me still wanna but I don't think there's enough part of me to strongly be against ACJC like I use to be. Now, I kinda love ACJ:) One heart, one mind, one soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I came back, its been an emotional wreck for me. Okay. I know. Its not like I've been back for long, its barely 25 hours. BUT STILLLLLL! In bangkok, I had quite a lot of alone time at night and I thought some things through. I actually regret a few things I did in the past and I wish I could undo it. But I once told a friend, you should never regret anything you do just make up for it with the time you have to come. HYMM. So that's what I think I'd do:) Its been four years with five &lt;em&gt;HEART BREAKING&lt;/em&gt; relationships, a million family disagreements and a tramatic-depressing friendship. It hurts so much to think back on all these now but they are things I've got to live with and I'm learning to deal with it. God really helps:) He reigns, he owns:):):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I diss him because I need to convince myself that he ain't good for me and I should drop the hots I have for him): BUT ITS HARDDDDDDD): ): ): &lt;em&gt;Harder than you think it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(add-it)&lt;/em&gt; Okay. I think this really long post just made up for the twenty years that I haven't been blogging proper posts. Heh. &lt;em&gt;(add-it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113437724640413754?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113437724640413754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113437724640413754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113437724640413754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113437724640413754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-got-back-from-bangkok-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113388399417638889</id><published>2005-12-06T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:46:34.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can your really not see what your are typing when tagging?:X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113388399417638889?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113388399417638889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113388399417638889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113388399417638889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113388399417638889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/can-your-really-not-see-what-your-are.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113385027946434690</id><published>2005-12-06T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:24:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know,&lt;strong&gt; Junjie&lt;/strong&gt;, I don't understand why you care if I care when you don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up late for training and my lovely mummy drove off without me. I called her twice and she refused to pick up. I couldn't be bothered and I ran home and plunged into my bed. I obviously went back to bed and I just woke up minutes ago. I'm still in my costume and my training bag is still packed. Haha. I'm just waiting for three to come so I'd leave to go for the afternoon session training. Isn't that much more logical? To sleep in late and then going for the afternoon session? Well, at least it is for me! Haha. When I return  from Bangkok, I'd have to start training twice a day already. MAN. And for all those swimmers who hasn't realized, its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12 MORE WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to NAG. YEAH. I just found out myself too, like yesterday. haha. I'm gonna enjoy my Bangkok trip first on JET STARASIA. YEAHHHH. For the first time in my life. I'm gonna check it out. Its like 33$ per person. That's dirt cheap! yeahyeah!! I can't wait. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my Ken's , my hairdresser, gonna kill me. I went to him to cut my hair last friday. Then I didn't really like it and I went back to him again on saturday. Now I feel that I can't be bothered with long hair and I'm gonna cut it back to the short ones so I'm going back to him again later. Eeps. I really think he hates me. Haha! Oh well. I'll go call and arrange an appointment now. Cross my fingers he still loves me. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113385027946434690?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113385027946434690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113385027946434690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113385027946434690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113385027946434690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-know-junjie-i-dont-understand-why.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113378051103990548</id><published>2005-12-05T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T19:01:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, okay &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; fraser. I meant MEDLEY RELAY. eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ANYWAY, these past few days I've been busy helping my sister get her act together for her big prom night tomorrow. Sweet buy. Its like we got the dress, shopped for accessories, arrange for my hairdresser to do her hair for her, planned the make up, ohhh so much stuff! --------------------------------------------I was gonna blog this whole long post but I got distracted. &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my blog now. Its frickin uninspiring to blog. phff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113378051103990548?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113378051103990548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113378051103990548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113378051103990548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113378051103990548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-okay-sorry-fraser.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113353389190162330</id><published>2005-12-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:31:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, ARE YOU FEELIN' THAT WIND!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113353389190162330?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113353389190162330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113353389190162330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113353389190162330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113353389190162330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-are-you-feelin-that-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113352992992909472</id><published>2005-12-02T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T21:25:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OOOLALAA. I cut my hair and I feel so much lighter now:)&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my day out in JB with my mummy and my sister. It was like, A Girls' Day Out! We had so much crazy fun I don't mind doing it again:) Haha. I can't wait for my Bangkok trip next week!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man. I'm REALLY proud of the swimmers this SEA games season. Good job to Bryan, TaoLi, Lu!! And Jos, Nic, Marc, Cong and like everyone else! I'm SOO happy for Ting Wen too, about the bronze. It was such a tears-of-joy moment! AND I FINALLY GOT TO SEE RUTH AGAIN AFTER SOOO FRICKINNNNN LONG!! although she was like 'in the tv', it was good enough for me. haha. I miss her &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; much! :( Well, they did their best for the relay. I'm so proud of them. OH OH! And for the IM relay!! OMGOMG. BREAK RECORD EH!! Don't mess!! :D Good job everyone, good job:)&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inspired to train hard now, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaaa.  I love the whole swim team, they did Singapore proud:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How in the world am I gonna face SATs tomorrow!? urgh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113352992992909472?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113352992992909472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113352992992909472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113352992992909472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113352992992909472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/12/ooolalaa.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113335545854462915</id><published>2005-11-30T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:57:38.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm SOOO bored at home!! Someone date me! Someone take me out for some fun!!!! urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113335545854462915?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113335545854462915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113335545854462915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113335545854462915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113335545854462915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-sooo-bored-at-home-someone-date-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113335312765688424</id><published>2005-11-30T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:18:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. So I lied, the pictures didn't come up the next day. And I can't put it up now cause its in the other computer. I mean I could but I'm too lazy. I'd have to switch off this comp, switch on the other, wait for it to load up then upload the pictures.. nah. Too much hassle. By the time I'm done with that, I won't have much time left to play WOW. So.. another day, yeah?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm kinda getting bored of blogging. Like I just somehow lost the interest, again. Haha. That's why I haven't been blogging:X OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do you want to be my new bestfriend?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113335312765688424?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113335312765688424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113335312765688424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113335312765688424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113335312765688424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113293424456556834</id><published>2005-11-25T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:57:24.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I've been gone for a week and just now when I went blog surfing, I see that everyone's becomin' big and popular. Everyone's partying and going out in the open. Mari's been on shopping spree&lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;and clubbing her nights away, Rachel's on postcards, Kari's &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pimpin' the world, Dee out of town, Shumei has left and returned, WOW wow WOW. How wonderful: )&lt;br /&gt;Well but for me, I'm just gonna sit back and watch the action parade by. I don't feel like participating in them, yet.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from my mum's office camp. I worked as an assistent and made a few bucks there. I had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARDCORE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fun with the kids which beats clubbing and drinking and shopping 230947230984 hands down! This kinda fun is priceless: ) &lt;br /&gt;And then before this, I had my church camp. Now.. &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's beyond explanation. It was SOO good. After the camp I felt so happy, light, positive.. just a new me. Which is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Both camps, you've got to expirence them yourself to understand how I feel. It was SOOO good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm gonna catch Harry Potter. I know I know, I'm kinda late but its better late then never right? Haha. Actually I've got an extra ticket. Cause my father's office kinda booked the whole cinema so my dad just took a few extra tickets. So if anyone's interested in watching Mr potter, for free, hola yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww,I feel so loved. Gerald just dated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont cry. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll date you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont cry. says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. AYE, no no. It ain't what you all are thinking. We're just two REALLLYYYY old childhood friends going on a &lt;em&gt;date&lt;/em&gt;!:) Now it's YOUR turn to date me and make me feel loved:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TRACY, I'M STILL WAITING FOR YOUR CALL LIKE TIME MILLION NIGHTS AGO!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm getting tired. I'll put up pictures tomorrow. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my friends):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113293424456556834?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113293424456556834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113293424456556834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113293424456556834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113293424456556834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113223339616909521</id><published>2005-11-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:16:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shit. You know what. I suck. So much for wanting to party and etc. Like look.. after friday, I have two camps to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Church camp; 4days 3 nights at sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so praying it'd be fun, I REALLY hope it doesn't suck. The only two reasons why I'm still going to the camp although I have a STRONG feeling it ain't gonna be as fun as the year before's is cause I, firstly promised Ian I'd go. And secondly, I'm wanna thank God for bring me through this whole Olevels period. I wanna dedicate that four days to just praying and worshipping him. I'm really just so darn greatful for everything he has done for me. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mummy's company's camp; 3days 2 nights at Aloha (East caost, right next to Escape Theme Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She organized a camp for her childcare so I'm going there to assist. Mainly I'm the photography but I'd have no life those three days. Cause my mum warned me, I, agreeing to this job, would equate to selling my life to her for those four days. I've to help out and do everything else she asks me to do. DAMN. But money makes my, temporal,world go round. I need the cash to be able to hang out with my friends. And I'm in debt of LJ too. Oops. Haha. So.. I need this job. This is like one of the few source of income for me this holiday. My parents refuse to pay for my slurges. Haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joy to the world. After those two camps, I'm going to Malaysia to shop and cut my hair. So technically, I'm only, finally, free to hang out with my friends on the 29th of Nov. Oh. And it ain't the end of my studying k. I still have to keep in touch with my math cause I'm doing the SATS on the 3rd of december. All the best to my life. Double HO HO:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113223339616909521?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113223339616909521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113223339616909521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113223339616909521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113223339616909521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113223262051367675</id><published>2005-11-17T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:03:40.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHHHHHHH tell me how tell me where tell me where tell me now! WHEN will this painful quest to be the smartest end!!!&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHH &lt;strong&gt;I'LL&lt;/strong&gt; tell &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MY CRONY, MY HOMIE, MY PHONEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOO YEAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY. All that just came out wrong but can you just feel the heat. Its kickin' in. I'm so freaken excited that my Os &lt;strong&gt;finally &lt;/strong&gt;ends tomorrow! All those times that mummy has been restricting my freedom till, she says, 18th nov 2005(since primary school, i swear), IT'S FINALLY HERE! HOOO YEAHHHHH. HOO YEAHH. Go sabbie it's your birthday. I'm gonna partay like its my birthdayyyyyyyyyyy!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I start to party, I've to study all my frickin chemistry elements and bondings and ESTERIFICATION. Whatta fag, whatta drag. Six O'clock tomorrow evening, I'd be happier than a kid in a candy shop plus charlie in the chocolate factory plus kari in frickin london! I'd be SOOO bloody, OMG, happpyyyyyyy!!! HAHA. okay. I JUST CANNOT EMPHASIZE IT ANY MUCH MORE. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faser;&lt;/strong&gt; Hey you. I haven't spoken to you in a really long time. Besides those random 'Hello's. Haha. I hope you've been great. Take care there, little bud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eunice;&lt;/strong&gt; Ho my goshie gooshie! We'll go MANY outings with your bestfriend! After my Os, it'll just be great! We'll arrange so many suppers we'll grow fat! Hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beks;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; my best. Thank you sugar plum. You too! STUDY HARD! &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113223262051367675?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113223262051367675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113223262051367675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113223262051367675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113223262051367675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/ohhhhhhh-tell-me-how-tell-me-where.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113214174756758905</id><published>2005-11-16T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:51:28.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My discovery of the day! HAWHAWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RETARDED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;limited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;backward, birdbrained, defective, dim, dim-witted, dopey, dull, dumbbell, dumbo,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumdum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dummy, exceptional, feeble-minded, gorked, half-witted, held back, imbecile, lamebrained, mentally defective, moronic, numbskull, opaque, pinhead, retardo, sappy, simple, simple-minded, slow, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;slowwwwww-witted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, stupid, subnormal, touched, underachieving, weak, &lt;span style="font-size:230%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yo-yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113214174756758905?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113214174756758905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113214174756758905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113214174756758905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113214174756758905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-discovery-of-day-hawhawwww-main.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113214057565803703</id><published>2005-11-16T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:56:43.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayness. I'm glad people actually think my layout is nice. I kinda think its pretty too:) It took me SOO DAMN long to figure html out k. OMG. I nearly died. You can ask Milton. I was multi-tasking then. I was on friendster trying make comparision with girls who I think are hot and girls who he thinks are hot. Haha. It was SO funny. And for a moment there I was looking at the html of friendster without even realizing it! It got me OH-SO confused. SIGHHHHH. But at least I managed to figure it out. I'm so proud of myself:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jiminey;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, no one said it was your address. YOU proclaimed it yourself dear. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Beks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;WHO IN THE WORLD IS ryanous &amp; ousanon? Is is Ryan? I'm just guessing. Haha. OR.. Little Shaver! Mwaha. But why am I in a glass prison? Gee, that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wen&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we should make it like a weekly thing. Tuesdays waffles and weekends Gutheri. That'll be so cool. That way, I will not possibly loss touch with ya'll! (I haven't talked to DEE for so darn long): hmpff.) Oh and you're supposed to save up for your lipo and I'm saving up for mine, wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;TWO MORE DAYS TILL THE END OF OLEVELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; omg omg. I can smell the life of the afterpart&lt;strong&gt;IES&lt;/strong&gt; man! HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;You know I feel so embarrassed everytime a friend like asks me when is MG's grad night and I go like.. er, its over. like three months ago, hur. It so dumb! Like we haven't exactly graduated yet and we already celebrated our graduation. Haha. MG has like the &lt;strong&gt;weirdest&lt;/strong&gt; sense of humour, if you look at it from my point of view. Oh vell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.hannah &lt;3 / ((in a barcode ##PLASTIC/ world)) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ooh, just two more days. :) i've got 2 years left. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER THOUGHT OF IT THAT WAY? I NEVER! Now I'm so grateful that its only two DAYS left and not two YEARS! HAHA. That sentence just makes the two days worth waiting and studying for. YEAH, I did said, worth studying for. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem Chem Chem. I'm all about the ionic bonds and the crystal latice structure of the compounds. Yeah, rightttttt. OMG, I &lt;strong&gt;SUCK&lt;/strong&gt; AT CHEM. Esterification, SMESH-the-rification ar! Really. I swear my tutor so bloody hates me cause I can't seem to memorize &lt;strike&gt;all&lt;/strike&gt; any of the facts. I tell you. She's &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; hard on me:( Yesterday, I felt &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; demoralized cause she said, "You've got to start memorizing all your facts. Cause at this rate, you can't even smell a C5. The highest you'd probably get is a C6 cause you can only do calculations. There's no time now for you to understand the concepts. Just memorize the notes I gave you." OMG. I was like.. on the verge of breaking down! PLUS tuition was &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; after my Amath paper which I screwed up so badly. I was already in such a horrible state and she just &lt;strong&gt;HAD TO&lt;/strong&gt; rub in and smear it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my face, right??:( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. See. I cannot afford to get a C6. I &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt; at least a B3. I know I haven't passed my chem since sec3 and asking for B3 is like asking for the impossible but I am determined to work for it. &lt;em&gt;(HAHA)&lt;/em&gt; I've got my sister to assist me and Mao too:) We'll see how it goes. I hope I can memorize everything by firday): Show me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;WHERE IS THE LOVE, BABY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113214057565803703?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113214057565803703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113214057565803703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113214057565803703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113214057565803703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113195312963748976</id><published>2005-11-14T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:27:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I gave my blog a face lift! &lt;br /&gt;There's just some minor adjustments I've to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S AMATH. AWWW.. the pain. I'm so frickin scared cause I've laid off math for the pass week and today, when I went back to it, I kind of couldn't do much. Damn. I'm going for a run now. Then I'll come home, take a shower, have tuition, study a bit more, then sleep. Wish me luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today started off so wrongly. I'm in such a horrible mood, I'm sorry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113195312963748976?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113195312963748976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113195312963748976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113195312963748976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113195312963748976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-gave-my-blog-face-lift-theres-just.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113178979265229994</id><published>2005-11-12T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:03:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate studying. It makes me fat and unfit.&lt;br /&gt;Besides school, I's rather stay at home and get wasted.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fat. I feel so ugly. I feel so weak. I feel so restless. &lt;br /&gt;All these and I don't even feel smart! &lt;br /&gt;So i scacrifice so much just for studying. And I don't even get to feel intelligent?! WTH.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't do well for my Os.. I'd AS(*)(*kjUIGAS09(*()*(@ij@(^&amp;@#jkhadsakjlh@&amp;*!!!&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113178979265229994?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113178979265229994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113178979265229994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113178979265229994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113178979265229994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hate-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113178909558836955</id><published>2005-11-12T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T17:55:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WATCHED SKY HIGH! OOOOOSAAAHHHHH:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOME of the people&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENDING of the show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL OF MY LOVE FOR MY JELLYTOTS!:)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3LAU&lt;/strong&gt;'s the bomb!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113178909558836955?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113178909558836955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113178909558836955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113178909558836955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113178909558836955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-watched-sky-high-ooooosaaahhhhh-some.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113154210807125767</id><published>2005-11-09T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T21:36:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Geography textbooks weigh &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in total. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Don't believe? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;LOOK: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From far, the stack of books like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/pic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt; as you get closer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the pile looks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONSTEROUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And when you pick it up and place it down on the weighing scale, it'd read..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/100704020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 FREAKEN KILOGRAMS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh my son of a gun! Why is there a need to make geog text book so enormously big and HEAVY?! Just cause its geography and it involves the earth doesn't mean...!!! urghh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And I swear to you, I HAVEN'T started studying for my geog. I mean, I just did but its too late! I'm so screwed! BAH. I don't know if I should like try my best and mugg like shit now, OR.. forget it and just study my lit, amath and chem. HOWHOWHOW.omg.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;GEOG questions are SO bloody hard to answer! All you lucky geog people have me to thank for your good geog grades. I helped you curve the curve more so you'd get a better score. Hawhaw. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I need some jellytotes now. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113154210807125767?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113154210807125767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113154210807125767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113154210807125767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113154210807125767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/geography-textbooks-weigh-5kg-in-total.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113143952407754235</id><published>2005-11-08T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T16:45:24.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH, people in the house, that's Sher below. Haw haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, two papers down, ALOT more to go. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;Emath wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Oh and if anyone has the DIFINITE and CORRECT answer to the y inversely proportinate to x`2, please tell me k. Cause some say its 300, some say its 400. HYMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just updating to like make sure my blog doesn't grow moss. I'm gonna give this thing a make over once the Os end. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PLAYED WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (World Of Warcraft) YESTERDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it was kinda boring. Its addictive, no doubt. But its boring too. Don't ask me how that works, it just does. Its like you just fight, level up, do quest, sell, buy, fight, level up, quest, fight, etc. Not much skill required. Harhar. I tried to go on it to play again just now, but I forgot what's the user name to my brother's account. Damn. Now I've to wait for him to come back from training then I can play it. Gokvsjoapivn! Ohwell. I'm suppose to be studying anyway. hahaa. OHH. And guess what, the library has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOXTROT&lt;/span&gt;!! (and babyblues) omg. And you can like borrow them out! That's one more things on my To-do list after my Os. mwaha. Okay, now i've to go stone at my books first:) Peace, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113143952407754235?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113143952407754235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113143952407754235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113143952407754235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113143952407754235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/yeah-people-in-house-thats-sher-below.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113126465228840747</id><published>2005-11-06T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T16:17:43.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/57.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/untitledsdf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;Tomorrow's the big showdown.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE &lt;br /&gt;YOU &lt;br /&gt;READY&lt;br /&gt;??????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its like accelerated &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/22years_5days_23hours_2minutes_by_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113126465228840747?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113126465228840747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113126465228840747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113126465228840747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113126465228840747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/tomorrows-big-showdown.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9962396.post-113110844930767393</id><published>2005-11-04T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:30:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hymm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/P1000885.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now, THAT's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v239/butterlove/P1000886.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9962396-113110844930767393?l=s-ab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/feeds/113110844930767393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9962396&amp;postID=113110844930767393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113110844930767393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9962396/posts/default/113110844930767393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ab.blogspot.com/2005/11/hymm.html' title=''/><author><name>SAB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07981849218858096008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
