<?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-7161986</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:34:15.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sun's out</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7161986.post-109731291262469999</id><published>2004-10-09T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:10:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you study hard.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all's best for your finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109731291262469999?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109731291262469999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109731291262469999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109731291262469999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109731291262469999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/10/hope-you-study-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109421516674729535</id><published>2004-09-03T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T20:39:26.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ooh..i haven't updated for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bwah. my chest still hurts a bit &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;arghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i shant dig any deeper into whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109421516674729535?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109421516674729535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109421516674729535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109421516674729535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109421516674729535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109387055406424233</id><published>2004-08-30T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T20:55:54.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i can't trust you no more. you've changed y'know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109387055406424233?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109387055406424233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109387055406424233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109387055406424233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109387055406424233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-cant-trust-you-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109352839830216410</id><published>2004-08-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:53:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i've got nothing on my mind now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; i feel so cooped up with everything. i can't say anything. how horrid this feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when the stars don't shine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109352839830216410?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109352839830216410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109352839830216410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109352839830216410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109352839830216410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/ive-got-nothing-on-my-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109335806195126189</id><published>2004-08-24T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:39:33.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the track was horrid on monday. it was literally &lt;strong&gt;melting&lt;/strong&gt;. how gross. i can't remember my timings tho :/ rarr. i miss my phone!!! actually more like my sim card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. chinese test tomorrow. the &lt;strong&gt;horror&lt;/strong&gt;! sigh. i can barely keep my eyes open. i'm feeling all funny. bah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109335806195126189?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109335806195126189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109335806195126189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109335806195126189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109335806195126189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/weh.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109318069930827003</id><published>2004-08-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:23:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;whheeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was like okay today. just horny. cause of stupid theon :/ blah. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bethy picked me up and then we picked chow up. yesyes. chow said that me and her would stick together cause bethy was prolly gonna go with her other friends. hahahah. so while waiting to enter. i actually saw amos. the whole service was nicee. i liked the songs!!! hillsongs rawk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh...i dont know. starcie don't worry. i won't abandon you. HAHAHAH. just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;did i mention we played floorball on friday for trg?? it was fun. a breaking fun was what we needed i guess. i liked being a defender..hitting all ball away from the goal. &lt;strong&gt;uber fun&lt;/strong&gt;. but i got a blood clot by bethel. hehoo. its kinda fine now. i got err other bruises too. painful. ahh well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109318069930827003?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109318069930827003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109318069930827003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109318069930827003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109318069930827003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/whheeee-church-was-like-okay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109290341083410205</id><published>2004-08-19T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T18:00:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109290341083410205?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109290341083410205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109290341083410205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109290341083410205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109290341083410205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109274746156082679</id><published>2004-08-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T18:39:59.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AAAHHH!!!! i can't believe i missed the race between phelps and thorpe!!!!!! i wanted to watch it so much. i heard thorpes won. dang. i wanted phelps to win!! he's so cute. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my life is so miserable. you don't know how miserable it is and you wouldn't want it either. i am so confused :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does everything have to turn out this way. it isn't fair. nothing is ever fair. satan sucks. satan tries to make my life horrid so i will blame god and satan will be happy. but im don't blame god. im blaming stupid satan. bleaughs &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someonehelpmeplease.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109274746156082679?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109274746156082679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109274746156082679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109274746156082679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109274746156082679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/aaahhh-i-cant-believe-i-missed-race.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109249676272147880</id><published>2004-08-14T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:19:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i'm sleepy. silly charissa cleaned her disgusting finger [with egg filling stuff] on my arm. how gross. and we got static!!! hahahahah. the first one started with jing..and the most painful one was with jen. it hurt..and part of my arm turned reddish.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the games. hahahah. whacko[??] was fun..racheal's sisters are so adorable. charissa kicked yoon when she was about to whack her. hahahah. and yoon was the most sabotaged one. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of bev's slipper was kicked out of the func. room and she had to walk around with only one slipper on cause she didn't know where the other one went. darn funny (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my voice was disappearing just now..i was dehydrated. sigh. should i watch teevee.? hmm. maybee. sarah's all chatty now. LALA dearest. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what else happened just now. oh yah. tiffany threw her cup at mr ng. oh man. coolios. can't think of possibly anything else now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109249676272147880?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109249676272147880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109249676272147880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109249676272147880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109249676272147880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109240753036845852</id><published>2004-08-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T22:32:10.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH. ain't that great (: it was almost perfect day for me. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tired am i. my eyes are not listening to me. me wants to watch olympics later. exciting exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;there is the sec 4 farewell party tomorrow. sigh. don't like saying goodbyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you don't want to hear my babbling do you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109240753036845852?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109240753036845852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109240753036845852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109240753036845852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109240753036845852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109212098238377357</id><published>2004-08-10T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T15:00:02.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;can't believe it. lit project was slack. cause i didn't do much and wen was the only person who bothered to play with me. sorry starsie! sorry steph! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the pics were hilarious. we took so many. including butts. and retarded pictures. we ate loads. hah. too bad you weren't there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ahh. i miss training. DO YOU believe that I ACTUALLY MISS TRAINING??? whaa. feeling guilty :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;shucks. math is getting to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109212098238377357?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109212098238377357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109212098238377357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109212098238377357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109212098238377357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109171316086742653</id><published>2004-08-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:56:57.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;see sarah,stace,yoon,tricia?? IM UPDATING. heheh. finally on the comp. couldn't be bothered to update so yea (: tricia? what thankyou and sorry?? ahh. stress. i think i flunked science :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh man. tomorrow is slack day!!! im gonna go out. you can't expect me to stay at home and grow mouldy. have been waiting for such a long time for a holiday. training is cancelled till next friday. WOW. how nice. a break. i can't wait for tomorrow!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so much has happened lately i definitely don't want to bore any of you so im not gonna say much. i didn't go for swimming pe today! it sorta sucked. i sat there under the silly hot sun growing darker. i wanted to swim but i couldn't. bleh &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;something hilarious happened yesterday i think. all the teachers blame sonia for distracting the ppl around her which includes me. i missed the joke but someone told me..elee told sonia not to distract those around her with her sonic rays if not she would isolate sonia. it was darn funnee. i couldn't stop laughing but it's sorta mean too. but it's funny!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im counting down the to the start of tomorrow. woohoo! &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR OUR FIVE DAY HOLIS.&lt;/span&gt; how exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh darn. i've got so much work to do. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i talk to myself. amazing how i do that. but jen is even more pro at talking to herself. its funny the way she does it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and something terrible happened. it sucked..TERRIBLE. SO CRUDE, SO VULGAR. I HATE IT. yuks. dearest ******..didn't you write an apology to her? why the heck are you still so mad. i thought you were over it?? i just knew you couldn't let it go. there you are venting all your anger. you had better hope she doesn't see it! i agree with you at some parts. i definitely got nothing stuck there. and im no biatch. whatever she wants to cuss about let her cuss. im not gonna say anything back to her. she tries to act all sweet and accent-&lt;i&gt;ish&lt;/i&gt; in front of teachers and when they turn their backs a devil reappers. sigh. contradiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109171316086742653?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109171316086742653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109171316086742653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109171316086742653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109171316086742653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/08/see-sarahstaceyoontricia-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109041849871599696</id><published>2004-07-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:04:41.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whheee! today was like slack. missed half of the day cause of the founder's day rehearsal.&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp; during the whole parade, mrs yeo was laughing with us cause we were doing loads of crap. it was hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..swimming pe starts TOMORROW. yikes. i packed everything. hah. i didn't have to pack anything for school cause i don't have no homework!! yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyhow. i hope i passed chinese. bias laoshi was scolding us during the whole test until she walked to wen's desk, then she started laughing with wen! it was an awful sight. so bias. and laoshi's really lazy. she lost my ting xie book and turned around to scold me instead. rarr* but i found it.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i feel sad for soni. she&amp;nbsp;always gets insulted by her. sigh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hrmm. got a sore throat. yucks. feels so sore..i need medicine and water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i got a itchy bite on my leg..it's really itchy. -itchy itchy scratchy wetchy up and down my hairy leggie- harharhar. that was lame..i feel happy all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i am stressed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109041849871599696?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109041849871599696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109041849871599696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109041849871599696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109041849871599696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/whheee-today-was-like-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109033216913783474</id><published>2004-07-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:51:27.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh shucks. three periods of chinese tomorrow and im still trying to stuff the funny words into my head. i'm tired. and there is chinese test! oh man. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;this morning i reached school like super early..i was sorta afraid to get into class. it was so dark. then i saw tricia! she accompanied me to my class and yea..why does her class have to be at the end! extremely frightening. i don't like it. then sarah and i started screaming and running. hehs. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;i cut down on everything..too tired to talk about my uneventful day. oh well. another stressful day tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109033216913783474?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109033216913783474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109033216913783474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109033216913783474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109033216913783474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/oh-shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-109024535317324174</id><published>2004-07-19T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:02:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im backk! anyhow, trg today was kinda of a let down. sigh. shan't talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;so me and dan we going back home..we went to the bus stop and the bus came of course. but silly dan didn't want to get onto it so i had to get off. and by that time someone had already taken my seat, dan started complaining then all of a sudden..an acjc guy got off his seat and obviously it was for our dear danielle to sit but a indian man had to come and spoil everything. i told dan "eh..he got off his seat for you." dan didn't believe me. i started laughing, dan was sorta embarrassed and the guy smiled. then i started laughing even harder. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;okay...then i can't be bothered to say the other stuff but when dan shouted something when she got off the bus..i couldn't think of anything else to say other than big bird cause danielle, dan niao (chinese) so big bird. yea. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;today was sorta boring and the sun was scorching hot. it's not as if im not black enough! rarr* &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;ahh. have to stay back to do the board tmr..and there is squash too. history..maybe i'll flunk it. i like hillsongs! one way is locked up in my head cause dan's blog has it. it's all your fault dan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?? i passed for math!! whoohoo! amazing..but it was&amp;nbsp;kinda easy actually :/&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;founder's&amp;nbsp; day is coming up and i wanna watch mean girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when did blogger get so much stuff? i can even change the font colour. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-109024535317324174?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/109024535317324174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=109024535317324174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109024535317324174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/109024535317324174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-backk-anyhow-trg-today-was-kinda-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108990100062839798</id><published>2004-07-15T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T22:17:36.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whahahahahah. haven't been updating in a long while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a moderately fun day. ms gan didn't come! (: so we had two free periods..we tried to cover up when mrs toad asked. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for sat. it's gonna be fun fun fun. especially when my grp members are nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. so after school, i stayed back to do math! and it was sorta easy i guess. hah. you'll never guess how many interesting things happened. i shan't say anything if not sarah will hunt me down and kill me. but you two look nice together! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like gummy bears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh. history next week. i'll prolly just die again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are tiredd. silly sarah kept calling me today. 5 times in 3 mins. maybe lesser. and i couldn't hear what she was saying :/ you make my phone bill rise!! blehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, mrs toad likes to STARE at you. it's outright freaky. i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep!! okies. i shall go pack my unpacked bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108990100062839798?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108990100062839798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108990100062839798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108990100062839798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108990100062839798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/whahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108920477662011386</id><published>2004-07-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T21:07:23.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i seem even busier than the last term. i think i have math. i just brought the book home for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhijing didn't understand the hire purchase stuff[i doubt anyone did.hah!] so she got chensie to explain and spent like 2 periods explaining but zhijing still didn't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonia has mad cow disease. the laughter's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't bring home my chinese textbook yesterday. urghs. i bet i failed for ting xie. darn. laoshi is so annoying. hope she doesn't change my place. it wasn't my fault anyway. such a bias person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit! so fun. i can't believe i'm montague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something really ego happened. so shocked man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, after school i went for self-run with tricia and we saw a dead cat. it was freaky. how could some evil person knock down a cat! it was bleeding at the mouth or something. i wasn't wearing my specs and i did not want to see it either. tricia said she thought she saw the paw move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to the library with sa and check out the science project but we ended up eating ice creams :/ ohh. then we went to the sports complex and then i saw three people sitting there and realized it was tiff, yoon and jen. ahh. chem haven't gotten it yet but im not expecting it to be fun. experiments are blasting me off. acids alkali, stacey's scared she'll burn a hole through her hand. i still remember the experiment stace and i did, it was like "did we add too much?" so we re-did it at least four times but it was still kind of like the same. but toadie didn't know (:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;oh..everyone does finish lit before any other subject! wow. ms ng is so over-powering. but nice in a way, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked until she had to go and i ate another ice cream with jo. arghs! im growing fat! but the brownie wanpin gave me is yummy. so nice and fudgy (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel stressed out of my head. the pw problem still isn't totally solved. this is terrible. so depressing. i better go check on homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108920477662011386?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108920477662011386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108920477662011386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108920477662011386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108920477662011386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/why-do-i-seem-even-busier-than-last.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108901550861519798</id><published>2004-07-05T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:42:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost done with project work. although i shan't say what happened, stace should know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was almost good today. until i couldn't take it. we were on the last round and just when we started i almost fell cause it hurt. for such a long time and it still does. arghs. so i thought i would stop but they were all so encouraging i felt that i couldn't let jean down cause she was always there for me. thanks jeanette! something felt real bad and i sorta cried? i ended up sprinting cause i could not wait for it to end. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan and li gave me a wallet (: thanks. just when i had plans to get a new one too. ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is youth day HOLIDAY but i spent almost the whole day finishing pw. how frustrating. but i am really glad i called beth if not i would never have known it was due tmr or some sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do geog soon..and lit. romeo and juliet wasn't really what i had expected. i don't understand their language but the whole story is pretty nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greece won! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108901550861519798?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108901550861519798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108901550861519798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108901550861519798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108901550861519798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/almost-done-with-project-work.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108893493931537493</id><published>2004-07-04T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:55:39.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freako. i'm tired and even more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel oh-so-clean after my nice bath (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hip still hurts. i think im gonna spend the whole of tomorrow finishing my darn hw. pretty fun but what the heck. my sis bought a new pair of slippers of some sort. and i bought a esprit pouchie thingie. the cargo pants there are sooo nice! but i didn't want to waste money cause i figured i had spent lots. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church today was fine. i guess. ed didn't come again..she's sick but she got me a prez. how sweet! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and yesterday, i went out with my sis and she bought slippers while i bought nothing. cause i was still deciding on whether to buy the stripy slippers. then we met like so many of her friends and i met tricia too. she's weird. my phone battery almost went dead cause i messaged too much :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i went to topshop and got dan what she wanted (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my ice cream cake ((: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108893493931537493?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108893493931537493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108893493931537493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108893493931537493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108893493931537493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/freako.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108877470669291924</id><published>2004-07-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T21:31:12.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haii. training today was upsetting. after finishing the 10 rounds i had my hip trouble again. couldn't walk. nor run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach had a bad cramp halfway running. felt so horrid cause me and jeannette couldn't help her. we were casualties too. hahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachael: hope you are fine now dearie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty for not doing the last 5 rounds!! it sucks. i should have done it. i feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so school was fine today..other than the rantings from toad. &lt;br /&gt;1.she brings all of us down. &lt;br /&gt;2.make us feel TOTALLY worthless.&lt;br /&gt;3.tells us we are pathetic bunch.&lt;br /&gt;4.tells us we are not going to pass secondary one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;there are many more but i just can't remember it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to everyone who wished me. i like the notebook lk! and the bear glass is so sweet(: sa, i'm gonna name the cat fluffy. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen: hey. are you okay now? you've got the spirit in you! you just continued running although you looked much in pain. i admire it (: you'll prolly be the one i look up to till you're gone. thank you for being here! love lots (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108877470669291924?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108877470669291924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108877470669291924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108877470669291924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108877470669291924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/07/haii.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108860298032161922</id><published>2004-06-30T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T21:54:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>math was powderful today. something happened and she gave us a huge scolding. i wasn't really sure why she scolded us cause i dont exactly listen to her when she scolds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. lit was helluva funny. ms ng came in and split us into groups. she was counting away and i managed to get into the seat before she ended but she called me too. she made us sing the school song and i forgot the lyrics! hahah. cant believe that. sonia was like singing and me..muttering some crap :/ but then..i found out i was sitting in the wrong group. it doesn't really matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was good. i didn't feel tired at all. other than the stoning, no. i was busy replying sa's note i forgot about the time. didn't even realise everyone was dozing off. hahs. mrs lee thought i was copying notes, i think. hehs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will prolly be another slack day. sighs. and we are doing experiments with chemicals and metals! yay. throw it on toad, steph! i'm behind you. hahx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108860298032161922?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108860298032161922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108860298032161922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108860298032161922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108860298032161922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/06/math-was-powderful-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108851341487331615</id><published>2004-06-29T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:17:42.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the second day of school and still, i havent gotten adjusted to the time. im practically stoning for most of the periods. maybe not..just history? and i can't wait for the school bell to ring either. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. FLIM'S GOT A NEW HAIR CUT!!! not exactly hair cut. HAIR PERM!! she was talking about radiation from mobiles and went on to the really biiig ones. then the whole class started laughing! we didnt say anything but we seemed to have read eachother's minds. hahahahah. since she was talking about radiation and big old phones, we all thought that the radiation made her hair so puffy. hahahah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is going to be some weird chinese test thingie tomorrow. i wonder what i'll get for science. we still have not finished it. sonia's not doing anything cause she thinks it's a total waste of time. sigh. dont really want to care anymore. NO ONE EVER LISTENS i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ness wants to stay back for fun tomorrow..i don't mind ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen, sa, lou, stace and i played catching after school. so darn fun. i ended up being a "house" (whatever that is) hahahah. after the whole project thing we went to the canteen and met vick and took really funny pictures of her. hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came out of the bath and after awhile my slight sunburn on my face [or maybe not slight] it sorta started peeling. great. it felt so uncomfortable for the last two days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i feel like finishing all my homework all of a sudden. WEIRD. sdflknsfeoifvmfg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my second day of school [the horror!] &lt;br /&gt;i guess the first day was even worse..kept dozing off. hahx. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108851341487331615?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108851341487331615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108851341487331615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108851341487331615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108851341487331615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-second-day-of-school-and-still-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108809663304235901</id><published>2004-06-25T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T20:42:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoopiee. i'm happy. you should be glad i am,if not i'll ramble on about my awful holis. and you won't be able to take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday night sucked so much i hated it. i doubt anyone would understand what i'm saying..not even the person who made me mad. if you can even figure out who made me peeved. see if you can guess. oh well. i can't even spend the last few days of my holis without getting angry. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tag me. my board ain't gonna live long like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its approaching. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108809663304235901?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108809663304235901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108809663304235901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108809663304235901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108809663304235901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/06/whoopiee.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108762317213621657</id><published>2004-06-19T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T13:34:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;When my life is filled with confusion,&lt;br /&gt;you help me see what is important.&lt;br /&gt;When each problem seems so overwhelming,&lt;br /&gt;you are there to help share the load.&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the word friend,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;Cherished Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must have known there would be times&lt;br /&gt;We'd need a word of cheer&lt;br /&gt;Someone to praise a triumph&lt;br /&gt;Or brush away a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have known we'd need to share&lt;br /&gt;The joy of "little things"&lt;br /&gt;In order to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;The happiness life brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he knew our troubled hearts&lt;br /&gt;Would sometimes throb with pain&lt;br /&gt;At trials and misfortunes&lt;br /&gt;Or some goals we can't attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew we'd need the comfort&lt;br /&gt;Of an understanding heart&lt;br /&gt;To give us strength and courage&lt;br /&gt;To make a fresh, new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew we'd need companionship&lt;br /&gt;Unselfish...lasting...true,&lt;br /&gt;And so God answered the heart's great need&lt;br /&gt;With a Cherished Friend....like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool poem ehs. xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108762317213621657?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108762317213621657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108762317213621657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108762317213621657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108762317213621657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/2004/06/when-my-life-is-filled-with-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>mildred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17645453316269664256</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-7161986.post-108748233702311954</id><published>2004-06-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T16:55:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp seems like the best thing to do in the hols.i wanna go too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                               mydreamscametruebecauseofyou~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108748233702311954?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108748233702311954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7161986.post-108738983436340775</id><published>2004-06-16T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:14:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe i'm that dumb to actually delete my own blog.thanks to cher and se..confused me.blehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out today that i have even more work to do.argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youjustbreakmedown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108738983436340775?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108738983436340775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>weird-ish</title><content type='html'>what if something happens to me and i don't live.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get the chance to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;so if i die suddenly.you all will know i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108731066954518679?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108731066954518679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108731066954518679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108731066954518679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108731066954518679'/><link 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(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen,your smiles are so fake!how would i know it's real anyway (x but seriously, don't stress too much..it's not good (: just chill and relax.if you know how to ask me!haha   don't worry tho..god is in control ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7161986-108730565938748270?l=crapperoonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com/feeds/108730565938748270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7161986&amp;postID=108730565938748270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7161986/posts/default/108730565938748270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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