<?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-22954309</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:52:50.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Angel Line.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22954309.post-4329561530275410217</id><published>2007-04-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:06:18.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I'm free to blog now, and also i got the &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; to blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;K shall update a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been meddling with the song mixer i jus installed.&lt;br /&gt;Trying/learning hard to mix some songs tehehe. Remix time.&lt;br /&gt;Have been searching for this prog for quite some time alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, hopefully i can come up with something nice for myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok school.&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm.. everything's pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;I found out a handful of my classmates have actually become more matured, they knw how to think the right way now. Impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dont knw why, i find it hard to trust my classmates now.&lt;br /&gt;Even thou till now, they're the easiest pple i can get along.&lt;br /&gt;But, not all, just some, you see. Dont wanna name them.&lt;br /&gt;Because i realised alot of hypocrisy is going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i rather believe and trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like, i hear diff stories abt a single person.&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i have to do is &lt;strong&gt;shutup and smile (;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and i gotta brush up on my studies now.&lt;br /&gt;Mid yr is like at the end of april?&lt;br /&gt;And early may.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i'll be able to get thru it thou :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i FINALLY saw a course tht interests me.&lt;br /&gt;My aim/dream is to get in ngee ann's Film, Sound &amp; Video course.&lt;br /&gt;I remb huiyi's cousin in tht course doing an interview on us in town.&lt;br /&gt;And i find it really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Or the Digital Visual Effects (DVFX) looks interesting too.&lt;br /&gt;Preferably, those media-themed courses would interest me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahhh... i starting to lose my temper and unable to control my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, not a good sign at all.&lt;br /&gt;I need to chill' yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodynights. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-4329561530275410217?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/4329561530275410217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=4329561530275410217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/4329561530275410217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/4329561530275410217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughts-and-thoughts.html' title='Thoughts and thoughts.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-4556616697924339859</id><published>2007-04-07T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T02:25:52.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friday.</title><content type='html'>Big recommendation on the movie: Freedom Writers.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, go watch.&lt;br /&gt;It's a really an amazing show.&lt;br /&gt;So much so, i &lt;em&gt;learned&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Teddy John recently added on my hottie list.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/teddyjj.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/TJ3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/TJ5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fans myself*&lt;br /&gt;*fans myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmkay, goodmorning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cartel is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-4556616697924339859?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/4556616697924339859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=4556616697924339859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/4556616697924339859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/4556616697924339859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday.html' title='Good friday.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-8082974009164959296</id><published>2007-03-26T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:58:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>Okay so here it goes, i got tagged by xiaoqing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things about themselves as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I fucking hate moulds or food that gets fermented/rot. My hair will stand straight away. And then i'll wriggle like a fucking worm. Goddamnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love the feeling of how a beetle's legs grabs my finger whenever i catch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the smell of liquid paper/correction liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like to share my laughter by hitting whoever's around me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I always think tht i'm not weird enough. (So is this weird enough?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I fucking hate moulds or food that gets fermented/rot. My hair will stand straight away. And then i'll wriggle like a fucking worm. Goddamnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now the 6 pple who have to do it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Akon&lt;br /&gt;2. Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;3. Ciara&lt;br /&gt;4. Daddy Yankee&lt;br /&gt;5. Eminem&lt;br /&gt;6. Fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it! do it! do it! do it! do it! do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;So, i've decided to first approach her, talked things out, apologised, cos all along it was my fault, was forgiven, gotta be wary of what i say now, hopefully, things will be better and be the same as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry doesn't quite seem to be the hardest word, right?&lt;br /&gt;But say it with sincerity otherwise it would be plain useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, perhaps i'm still a bitch in her, his, their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I understood that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The New Amsterdams is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-8082974009164959296?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/8082974009164959296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=8082974009164959296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/8082974009164959296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/8082974009164959296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-6982549138041697764</id><published>2007-03-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:31:23.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even complicated.</title><content type='html'>I betrayed the trust &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; gave me :\&lt;br /&gt;I got a foul mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, i'ma fucking &lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Go read seventeen on BFFs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking Ashland is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-6982549138041697764?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/6982549138041697764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=6982549138041697764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/6982549138041697764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/6982549138041697764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/03/even-complicated.html' title='Even complicated.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-320261693562682564</id><published>2007-03-12T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:36:06.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Sunday, 11th March. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met huiyi and weina at 245pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then waited at jurong east till around 3pm for jianming.&lt;br /&gt;And then at Jurongeast, something fuckin' hilarious happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i dont knw how to explain, it's between to rurual ah pek and ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;So ah ma was at the ass of the mrt station while ah pek was at the head of the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma got lost, thrfore panicked and shouted for ah pek.&lt;br /&gt;Ah pek heard her whine, the whined back for ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;Then both walked towards the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;Until this pillar, they walked past each other without seeing each other.&lt;br /&gt;And cont'ed whining.&lt;br /&gt;And the whining ahhh fucking hilarious, the ah ma one damn high pitch then ah pek one, damn low pitch can.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, me and huiyi was laughing till we're out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;So me and huiyi came to a term, if we ever get lost in town, we'll use the same method to look for each other. Ha ha. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;And then we headed off to town.&lt;br /&gt;To look for our shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so once again, we didnt find anything.&lt;br /&gt;Plus had some quarrels. It was between me and hy actually.&lt;br /&gt;It was a super duper tiny winy matter.&lt;br /&gt;And the come to think of it, i find it funny and childish why we quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;Haha of cos thr are some other reasons i dont wanna say. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then we head off to marina south for dinner which we had planned long ago.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of weina, we settled it at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;( Great help, thanks weina! [: )&lt;br /&gt;Ok then at marina south we settled down.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, me and huiyi went back to normal. [:&lt;br /&gt;Had a fulfilling meal there. And of cos fun to add on.&lt;br /&gt;So weina and huiyi was the crabby-queen while i was the meat-queen.&lt;br /&gt;Harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok after our dinner, we stink badly, very badly.&lt;br /&gt;I had the worst smell cos i was seated where the smoke flew towards me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;After the steamboat/bbq, we went to arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Played the 'put-your-$1.50-into-the-machine-and-try-to-catch-a-toy' machine.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, spent quite alot on it, cos it was really addictive.&lt;br /&gt;However we left the place with bare handed.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after tht wanted to catch a movie, but no more timeslot of the movies we wanted to watch.&lt;br /&gt;So headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i want to watch 300.&lt;br /&gt;But knn, M18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then on the train we all came to an agreement to wake up early in the morning to go jog.&lt;br /&gt;All steady steady alr.&lt;br /&gt;So all meet at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Then shared cab at batok due to safety purposes.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 1145pm or 12am..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Monday, 12th March. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set the alarm and woke up at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;I msged jianming, "eh i dont feel like waking up leh".&lt;br /&gt;Then he scolded me haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then next min, weina msged me, "can go without me? i cannot tahan ah.".&lt;br /&gt;Ok then i asked if the jog is still on.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming said must, then i go lor.&lt;br /&gt;Told my mum i going jogging and she was like, "siao ah, dont run inside forest forest ah...."&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met jianming under my blk.&lt;br /&gt;We started jogging from LittleGuilin(gombak) all the way to Hillview(huiyi's house).&lt;br /&gt;The journey took around 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, was suffering at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then jianming run very fast, i was way behind, then knn bangla keep staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;Then i run quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Reached huiyi's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Wah ran up the slope leh, took alot of energy and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reached outside hy's hse, she's still asleep. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then we go the playground outside play awhile.&lt;br /&gt;When hy's ready, we ran from her house all the way to BukitBatok NatureReserve.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, hardcore jogging.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then reached BBNR, took a stroll inside.&lt;br /&gt;And the from there, we ran all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;Parted with huiyi at the junction.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jianming ran all the way home from BBNR to Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;Was panting badly, but i kept it constant and with the aid of jianming.&lt;br /&gt;Haha he kept disallowing me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;So run lor.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm very happy/proud of myself. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reached home and bath and sleeped.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay, i completed my Need For Speed: Carbon on my psp!&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, lambo and porsche! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/12-03-07_0804.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran till my sweat formed a heart shape. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Kooks is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-320261693562682564?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/320261693562682564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=320261693562682564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/320261693562682564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/320261693562682564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-it.html' title='Work it.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-7950570099680661168</id><published>2007-03-09T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T01:17:42.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Ol' Pastamania.</title><content type='html'>After school.&lt;br /&gt;Me, huiyi and weina went down to pastamania HQ.&lt;br /&gt;Me and huiyi needed to return our uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Bfore tht, headed to westmall pastamania to take the resignation form first.&lt;br /&gt;Woah missed them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then after tht, went to queenstown whr the HQ is at.&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr, wah cbknn sia.&lt;br /&gt;The HQ pple talks fucking arrogantly.&lt;br /&gt;"This is not your mother's company hor".&lt;br /&gt;Hor!? Fuck you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you speak properly uh, doesn't mean i wear a sch uniform means you can say those things to me.&lt;br /&gt;Cb sia.&lt;br /&gt;And then i was forfieted and i had to pay them $12.50 instead of getting back my $30.&lt;br /&gt;Cos why? We returned the uniform too late.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like whatever lah, go ahead and eat my money.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about this anymre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thing is, it's only the HQ pple that makes me fed up.&lt;br /&gt;Not the westmall's pastamania crew.&lt;br /&gt;Whole lot of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgghh fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;K then after that, went back to westmall to have lunch/dinner at 3pm or so.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there with huiyi and weina for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then met ah kok and ah pong (chef) at the foodcourt.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with them for a lil also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have put on so much weight!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh! I need to go on diet, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Hhaha, but everytime, "say only...".&lt;br /&gt;Ahh food, too much food.&lt;br /&gt;But i love food, food food.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, eat and exercise at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Heartwell Ending is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-7950570099680661168?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/7950570099680661168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=7950570099680661168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/7950570099680661168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/7950570099680661168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-ol-pastamania.html' title='Good Ol&apos; Pastamania.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-8387749032275873462</id><published>2007-03-04T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:11:51.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come'on yo.</title><content type='html'>Common test week is over.&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting results tmrw. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 2nd March. &lt;/u&gt;&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;Had the last ppr, poa.&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, quickly rush home, cos meeting frens to celebrate chinese new yr.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home, bathed, changed.&lt;br /&gt;Thr was me, huiyi, xiaoqing, weina, jianming and elton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st house visit was weina's house.&lt;br /&gt;But her parents weren't home at all.&lt;br /&gt;So just sat thr chit chat and play lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, 2nd house visit - my house.&lt;br /&gt;Went frm weina's hse to mine, and it was raining so damn heavily.&lt;br /&gt;Went thr in 3 pairs, haha just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached my hse, my mom was baking cakes.&lt;br /&gt;So we just sat in the living room, eat watch tv blabla.&lt;br /&gt;Then they collect red packets from my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Then showed them my room, blablah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went over to jianming's house.&lt;br /&gt;So i represented the whole grp to give the oranges to his mom.&lt;br /&gt;While jianming represented the whole grp to give the oranges to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then his mom still as humorous.&lt;br /&gt;Cos jianming was pinching me.&lt;br /&gt;Then i shouted, "Auntie! you see jianming......".&lt;br /&gt;Then auntie shouted back, "why? i see him for 16 years alr, u tell me got what difference?".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, ok translated. It was in mandrain lah.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hilarious to me thou. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmkay. Then after tht, collected red packets frm his mom.&lt;br /&gt;Oh jianming bought xiuxiu the dog over.&lt;br /&gt;Damn cute can, very small sized.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then around 7pm or so, we left the place and decided to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;And elton left us first, he was meeting his other frens.&lt;br /&gt;So went to jurong point, initially wanted to have pizza hut, but queue was very long.&lt;br /&gt;So hopped over to delifrance instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, had a fulfilling meal.&lt;br /&gt;I had the steak, hmmm not so bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we had our desserts, woah lagi best.&lt;br /&gt;Esp the brownie, which melts in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, all the deserts were nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill sumed up to $100.&lt;br /&gt;Then got another $25 voucher.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, can visit thr again. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back home after tht.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to catch a movie actually, but xq and hy cant.&lt;br /&gt;Then wn very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jm wanted, but no point lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 3rd March. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 1pm or so.&lt;br /&gt;Initally was supposed to go to pastamania HQ to return my uniform with Huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;But, when we msged daniel to ask, he said HQ wasnt opened.&lt;br /&gt;So me and hy decided to just go town to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met huiyi at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;But decided to go bugis instead, we both wanted to look for shoes, again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of another shoe cos the vans i bought is kinda like spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;The sides are all opened.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact tht it's Vans, which cost me $70, which i thought it would be something with good quality.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, i have a bit of suspection tht it's not a real Vans.&lt;br /&gt;Even thou it has all the prints, shoebox and all lah.&lt;br /&gt;In turn, it has became my sch shoe now.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna invest my moneh in a good shoe again.&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi needs a shoe, jianming needs a shoe, i need a shoe.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then we shopped around bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;First thing when we entered the mall, saw the cleo's bachelor contest.&lt;br /&gt;Then the hot guys took off their tops.&lt;br /&gt;And woah.......... hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me and huiyi decided to walk off.&lt;br /&gt;Cos huiyi said, "aiyah they too old liao, no attraction".&lt;br /&gt;Agreed lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried on some shoes.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i wanna buy the shoe, thr's always no size.&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to delifrance again. Tea break.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, very nice very nice the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to icon.&lt;br /&gt;Went into one shop, bought a star-necklace and a top.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;The shop owner very nice can.&lt;br /&gt;She was a malay lady, very friendly, very young.&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave us alot of discounts.&lt;br /&gt;Alot lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then all the things in her shop very nice................&lt;br /&gt;Really, when u use credit cards to pay for shopping items, u really wont feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;Unless u use cold hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;I need to control man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, left bugis and went to imm.&lt;br /&gt;Went thr to find jianming.&lt;br /&gt;He was working, then he asked me acc him for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So ok lor, went over.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and huiyi shopped around first.&lt;br /&gt;Went into sony gallery.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, then huiyi tried on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;Then the alarm rang, dont knw why.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so damn embarassing lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then huiyi left first, cos she had family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;So me and jianming went to eat pepper lunch, again.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Chit chatted, then headed home after tht while he went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok reached home.&lt;br /&gt;My house was very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle david, auntie connie, auntie julia and all the kids were at my house.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Then we lau yu sheng, chinese tradition. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But this yr, quietened down alot.&lt;br /&gt;Past few yrs was very crowded, more noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, they gambled, while i use the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Till around 3.30am then they left the place.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, woke up only at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, changed and went over to auntie mary's house.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of chinese new yr mah.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back home and here i am rotting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1001426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1001425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really bit me when i was capturing tht shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At delifrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_1658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually huiyi's necklance.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we have huge obsession for unique necklaces not typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_1754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm.. very familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_1810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/03-03-07_1806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, purposely dont wanna take natural. So i gave hy all tht faces.&lt;br /&gt;K end of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry And The Potters is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-8387749032275873462?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/8387749032275873462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=8387749032275873462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/8387749032275873462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/8387749032275873462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/03/comeon-yo.html' title='Come&apos;on yo.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-117233424054723697</id><published>2007-02-24T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:24:00.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Tahun Cina!</title><content type='html'>Ok back to update.&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt in singapore for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was out of town and in msia to celebrate lunar new yr. (every yr is the same)&lt;br /&gt;So, absent myself frm sch on friday and the next weds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunar new year in msia is one word: Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine: the first and second day, i was back home(msia) having afternoon naps, playing psp, listening to mp3.&lt;br /&gt;For consecutive 3 days, or maybe everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike others, they visit losta houses while i have no house to visit.&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe one, but it wasnt even my relative lor.&lt;br /&gt;But ONE.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days, i just stayed home having AFTERNOON NAPS. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, but still got go shopping. But there wasnt much to shop, only could shop for things for my fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;One thing came to my mind, i'll only be buying for 5 frens.&lt;br /&gt;Five.&lt;br /&gt;True Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in Langkawi, during one of the nights, we had bbq again in our own backyard.&lt;br /&gt;Damn shiok ah the fishes, prawns and sotongs.&lt;br /&gt;Cos friggin' fresh, cos why? Langkawi is an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back home, had to took a ferry back to another island.&lt;br /&gt;On tht ferry, something bad happened.&lt;br /&gt;The ferry broke down in the middle of a big huge ocean.&lt;br /&gt;It went, &lt;em&gt;pwee ee     eww  ww        ew       e       w&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then it stayed there not moving for around 20 mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;Scared the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it didnt sank ok! Then after awhile, it went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ang pow money increased a lil this yr, thou it's in ringgit, i still could spend it.&lt;br /&gt;Even my malay aunt gave us ang pow. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos during cny is still with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;Not yet uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Developed a bad flu and cough.&lt;br /&gt;Voice changed, it made my laughter sound like 'ah pek'. As said by huiyi. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on friday, went to pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch there, then had a long chat with winson, latif, wani, washplate-uncle; david.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha they're still the same, so much fun and laughters.&lt;br /&gt;Nvr fail to laugh when with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, me and huiyi will need to quit soon.&lt;br /&gt;Then winson all sad.&lt;br /&gt;Winson said, "aiya sad lah you all not around, no more fun, now the service crew sucks, damn boring..... last time alot of fun".&lt;br /&gt;Wah makes me feel so sad/guilty lah.&lt;br /&gt;:`[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And common test is next week.&lt;br /&gt;Wth, i havent even touch on my books yet.&lt;br /&gt;And how..?&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing interest alrdy..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cobra Starship is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-117233424054723697?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/117233424054723697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=117233424054723697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117233424054723697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117233424054723697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/02/selamat-tahun-cina.html' title='Selamat Tahun Cina!'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-117119741662028709</id><published>2007-02-11T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:36:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4-2=2</title><content type='html'>Four minus two, equals to two.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure what tht means.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 2007 aint tht smooth either.&lt;br /&gt;With friendship, classmates blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Friends really do come and go, we gotta accept it.&lt;br /&gt;We have our primary sch frens, our secondary sch frens, and ite/poly/jc friends.&lt;br /&gt;So many sections to go thru. But who will stay, it's really hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;I've got so many demoralising comments from best frens.&lt;br /&gt;But well, i gotta move on, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i haven't been updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being, i have nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Since i have something on my mind now, i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; 10th February, Saturday. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had CIP, community involvement project.&lt;br /&gt;So we had to do flag day for RDA.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with huiyi and jianming at gombak.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to Lot 1 to collect our tins.&lt;br /&gt;Initally, the 3 of us wanted to go buy chinese new yr clothes.&lt;br /&gt;But think about it, carrying the tin around is troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to join peiling and gang. (peiling, yiling, gerald, elton and kimchuan)&lt;br /&gt;Then peiling treated all of us to kfc.&lt;br /&gt;Finished our meal, we went off to Lim chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, peiling's idea.&lt;br /&gt;Last yr on cip, she bought us to escape, telling us, "escape tix buy one get one free, then we share one person $8 only!"&lt;br /&gt;Then knn, went thr, one person $16. She got whacked by us. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this yr, got cheated by her again!&lt;br /&gt;We took some bus, then reached dunno which part of limchukang.&lt;br /&gt;We had to walk a long stretch of road under the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;All of us was sweating like hell, scolded her again hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off and reached the Goats' farm.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha bought goats milk, didnt quite like the smell.&lt;br /&gt;Then went off to view the goats.&lt;br /&gt;The baby goats are so adorable, really.&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched "live show".&lt;br /&gt;Goats mating. Super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm or so, took bus back to Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;At there, returned our tins, with remarks - Ok/Good. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We used 'Reuse' tins, so they thought we did alot for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went for dinner with jianming, huiyi, jasper, tsuhaw and muhdy.&lt;br /&gt;Had chicken chop, another lousy plate.&lt;br /&gt;Been searching badly for good western food lei.&lt;br /&gt;But what to expect frm food court right.&lt;br /&gt;I love food, food, food.&lt;br /&gt;40 dollars of allowance a week is spent on food. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;I spend more on food than on anything else seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being, I love food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny thing is, my mom always complains tht i'm too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;I eat alot ok.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm getting on some weight.&lt;br /&gt;Must lessen abit now, cos cny coming. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; 11th February, Sunday, Today. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vivo with mom, dad and 2nd sis.&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to change the digital set for cable tv while me, mum and sis went shopping for chinese new yr clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Zara first, bought 2 tops. One long sleeve, one tee.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Forever 21, bought 2 tops again.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer forever 21 now, nicer patterns.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm left with bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;Lol just now at topshop, my mom keep asking my dad to try the tops form topman, then he keep saying "dont need lah dont need lah".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then my mum keep insisting cos topman's top very nice, i also agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do all dads wants a front pocket on their shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, no pocket, dont want lah.&lt;br /&gt;So no wonder, all dads wear mostly polo tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. still havent receive the photos from huiyi yet.&lt;br /&gt;Shall update another day.&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Hi-Fi is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/22954309-117119741662028709?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/117119741662028709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=117119741662028709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117119741662028709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117119741662028709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/02/4-22.html' title='4-2=2'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-117008409270970576</id><published>2007-01-29T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:21:32.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, huiyi.</title><content type='html'>I shall update on huiyi's bday.&lt;br /&gt;So huiyi had a bbq bday party thrown at her house on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Saturday, 27/01. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an advanced bday party.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, huiyi, xiaoqing, weina and jianming went to the flea market without me first.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was pretty tired doing some stuffs for hy's bday present the day bfore, stayed up late.&lt;br /&gt;So they went without me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after that, around 4pm or so, i headed to westmall to find xiaoqing and jianming first.&lt;br /&gt;Went off to buy the cake, meet elaine and went over to hy's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, waited for the rest to come.&lt;br /&gt;And my fucking sneezing fit struck me again.&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly, they came in groups.&lt;br /&gt;And funny thing was, all of us are dressed in black or white.&lt;br /&gt;No planning. It's all sheer coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;And only 2 extra orange-shirt. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like, "ehh like go attend funeral sia, not good, not auspicious".&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then we played with xbox, ktv, computers, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Started the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;Was lying on the sofa, cos i wasnt feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;Then went out for food soon after.&lt;br /&gt;Eat eat eat, play play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some had to leave first so we cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;We took photos in a way such that, those in white take photo with bday girl first.&lt;br /&gt;Next, all blacks.&lt;br /&gt;Third, checkered.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then midnight most of us had nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;So we thought of buying some alcohol to wake ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;So went down to the 7/11, bought some bottles back.&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat outside hy's hse to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Then weina shouted, "ehh! is that puteh(hy's god)?"&lt;br /&gt;I was like, no lah no lah, weina, you drunk lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then see longer, wah.. really is hy's dog.&lt;br /&gt;He ran out of the hse cos the gate wasnt close.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny the situation. Me and weina ran back to inform hy while jianming and aloysious went to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then finished drinking, went back to hy's hse.&lt;br /&gt;By then, me, jianming, aloysious, mengkian and weina was abit dizzy and hot alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming was kinda drunk and very red.&lt;br /&gt;Aloysious kept laughing at things tht werent funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;I was lying on the floor, laughing and playing with the cat.&lt;br /&gt;But i swear i wasnt drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I was only dizzy. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;We were all 'seh seh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then all went to bath.&lt;br /&gt;After bathing, watch tv, play xbox, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Then around 4 or 5am, some went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;While others played poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, chit chatted then went to eat prata.&lt;br /&gt;Had a long chat and then headed back home after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; Monday, 29/11. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school.&lt;br /&gt;Slept late the day bfore cos i was busy doing huiyi's bday card.&lt;br /&gt;Wah took me lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;Then morning, gave her the present i bought for her.&lt;br /&gt;It's a barbie doll.&lt;br /&gt;Since she has a collection of them and she loves them.&lt;br /&gt;So i bought a bride-barbie for her.&lt;br /&gt;Ok she loves the present alot, i can see.&lt;br /&gt;She kept sayang-ing the barbie.&lt;br /&gt;15 mins, take out see, put back.&lt;br /&gt;Then 15mins, take out see again. Non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but was glad she liked it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after sch, headed over to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;Cos bday girl wants to eat crystal jade.&lt;br /&gt;So me, weina and jianming celebrated for her at crystal jade.&lt;br /&gt;Had the la mian, xiaolongbao blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted over there.&lt;br /&gt;Then left the place close to 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the sofa for like 10 mins, then i fell asleep straight away.&lt;br /&gt;Was freaking tired due to flu.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea why i sneeze so much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm allergic to at all.&lt;br /&gt;I just sneeze alot and i look like one fucking drug addict everytime.&lt;br /&gt;With those puffy-red eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are all with huiyi, so i'll photo-blog another day when i get the photos.&lt;br /&gt;Now, bed-time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Montreal is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-117008409270970576?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/117008409270970576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=117008409270970576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117008409270970576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/117008409270970576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-huiyi.html' title='Happy birthday, huiyi.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116939393041554296</id><published>2007-01-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:38:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My goodies.</title><content type='html'>I'm updating cos i have something to update. (:&lt;br /&gt;Like, finally. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; Friday, 19/01. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School as usual, and the new dm is, omgfuckingannoying.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, let's bring &lt;em&gt;gory&lt;/em&gt; to the school.".&lt;br /&gt;Assembly is getting boring-er each week.&lt;br /&gt;I bet the traffic-safety-talk is coming real soon. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ok so on this day, dunno why huiyi bad mood uh.&lt;br /&gt;Then i also got affected.&lt;br /&gt;She quarrelled with qing and me.&lt;br /&gt;But haha awhile later, ok liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, they went ngee ann's open hse.&lt;br /&gt;While i went home cos i have work later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to mac's for lunch with jianming, mengkian and pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;And it was mengkian's bday. Pity him thou, kena birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at macs, we had a lil chat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha we were talking about sec 3 life - the most memorable year.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 life was = passing only math for mid year.&lt;br /&gt;Or passing only one subject for mid year.&lt;br /&gt;We really as in literary, "&lt;em&gt;play till no feelings&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Hahah our mentality is:&lt;br /&gt;"eh got test lei"&lt;br /&gt;"so what? fail fail lor".&lt;br /&gt;Or.&lt;br /&gt;"(get back result slip - pass only 1 subj) haha pass 1 only sia! (then continue playing)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must agree with them that, sec 3 life was the best.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was peace and harmony, totally no conflicts. (:&lt;br /&gt;And now everything in class is like, &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^*&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of hatred going on. Alot of things is going on in this class.&lt;br /&gt;We're not living in peace and harmony anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Went to work after that.&lt;br /&gt;Served alot of familiar faces that day.&lt;br /&gt;First was, adelene.&lt;br /&gt;Next was, jianming, chiayin and huijuan.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly was, Miss siew! and another teacher and a man.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who's that man uhh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Saturday, 20/1. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up then lied on the sofa watching pimp my ride till around 5pm or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then met luther for dinner at tiong bahru.&lt;br /&gt;This jap restaurent, had the paper steamboat which was really really nice lar - the soup!&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after tht shopped around.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at coffee bean for awhile then headed home alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Short and simple day.&lt;br /&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:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Sunday, 21/1. (Today) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with huiyi at 130pm at the interchange today.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to town.&lt;br /&gt;First went to fareast.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped, hy bought her stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then i bought a watch.&lt;br /&gt;After tht headed off to pacific plaza.&lt;br /&gt;Then got myself a ripcurl wallet, finally. (:&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi collect her watch at fossil, she replaced the strap, which cost her $45.&lt;br /&gt;If i were her, i would rather take the $45 and buy a new/better watch.&lt;br /&gt;But the watch got meaning to her, it was a bday present from her sis, so yeah different case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! huiyi's 17th bday coming.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, will be having a bbq party at her hse this coming sat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to it even thou it's not my bday. I dont know why. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cos i love steamboat/bbq too much.&lt;br /&gt;I nvr get sick of them.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind having steamboat/bbq for a consecutive week, seriously. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back.&lt;br /&gt;Then after pacific plaza, had pontian mee at heeren again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh bfore tht, we both got interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it was actually her cousin doing some interview for her sch project.&lt;br /&gt;So they had camera and those mic pointing at us.&lt;br /&gt;And passers by were looking like what lah.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they think we're on tv.&lt;br /&gt;But no, it's only an interview/project.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but i like the course they're taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after tht, went to meet my mum and relatives at lucky plaze.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, huiyi just tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;So she know pretty much my whole family and relatives from indonesia, whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to this hotel/room to look for my aunt cos she's ill.&lt;br /&gt;She couldnt walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then we chatted in the room, huiyi also joined us lah.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing uh.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, me, huiyi, my sis and mom left first.&lt;br /&gt;Went to far east cos my sis and mum wanted to cut their hair.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah huiyi gets along with my family!&lt;br /&gt;We even had dinner and shopping together.&lt;br /&gt;Haha then huiyi had to leave first.&lt;br /&gt;So i accompanied her home first.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got afew photos.&lt;br /&gt;But will update another day.&lt;br /&gt;So, i see you seng, ciao, qing gao tei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noise Ratchet is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116939393041554296?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116939393041554296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116939393041554296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116939393041554296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116939393041554296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-goodies.html' title='My goodies.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116896400487878406</id><published>2007-01-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:13:24.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna go down?</title><content type='html'>Mmm.. Weeks have past so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;So again, i'm gonna repeat, yes, school has reopened.&lt;br /&gt;And then. I still haven't feel the pressure yet. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll be looking for a tution teacher for Science(phy/chem) and Poa.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a good poa tution teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Any offers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've been going to work lesser and lesser due to sch and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Mum also wants me to stop working. She wants me to spend more time on my studies instead.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe i'll still going back to work like once or twice in a week, only if i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;But after around may, i'll be on absence all the way till the end of Os.&lt;br /&gt;And don't know if i'll still be working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; School. &lt;/u&gt;&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;Have been busy with the class notice board decorations for last week.&lt;br /&gt;Homework is piling up, esp chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, sch reopen only have to pay this pay that, sum up more than $50.&lt;br /&gt;Just some stupid chinese newspapers that are bought for us to throw and those 10 yr-series sums up to $50++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need a school bag.&lt;br /&gt;The current one is old, dirty and smelly.&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, my sister said, "nice what, old old then nice, like vintage vintage. Don't want give me, i bring to school."&lt;br /&gt;Wth. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of a jacket too.&lt;br /&gt;I bring jacket to sch everyday, be it rain or shine, i havent fail to not bring my jacket to sch since the first day of sch this yr.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see which day i'll not bring to school.&lt;br /&gt;Jacket = pillow. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok still waiting patiently for the grey hoodie from rachelle to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 14/01.&lt;br /&gt;Went to work on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Everything as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;Then after work, followed Winson down to the jamming studio to pick up my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;:D It's a acoustic guitar, black/grey with pick up.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt buy the amp first.&lt;br /&gt;Cos  i havent even mastered my basics, so it's not necessary to get an amp so soon.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;Then met his bandmates, kinda awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted for awhile, then i made a move first, while they went to jam.&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way back from aujunied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 15/01.&lt;br /&gt;School as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;Had pe, did crunches and push up and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's been a really long time since i really exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my body is aching now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Gotta exercise more man, stay healthy yo.&lt;br /&gt;After school, had to listen to principal yeow's lecture again.&lt;br /&gt;She compared the past yr students, showing all their results and names.&lt;br /&gt;I find it rather rude to do so though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said, she's going to do the same thing for our batch too.&lt;br /&gt;Plus! She'll put in our photos and then show the batch after us.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 16/01.&lt;br /&gt;School as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;I always reach school just in time.&lt;br /&gt;As in really like the moment i step in, the gate behind me closes.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of times alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok school as usual.&lt;br /&gt;After school, rushed home to go republic poly to take a look with huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to see also.&lt;br /&gt;Ok the school is indeed beautiful lah i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Like shopping mall, some said. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht went to causeway point to have dinner then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;I see you seng, ciao ching, gao teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Thorn For Every Heart is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116896400487878406?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116896400487878406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116896400487878406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116896400487878406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116896400487878406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/01/wanna-go-down.html' title='Wanna go down?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116851849107655784</id><published>2007-01-11T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:28:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple update.</title><content type='html'>Was down with food posioning over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling was terrible, horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't go to the sp open house the last min, cos i vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, went to imm with parents to get my psp.&lt;br /&gt;Then while waiting for them to choose the damn cordless phone, i felt extremely cold and then slowly, i couldn't see anymore; feeling dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;It was then i told my mum, i'm gonna faint soon.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, everything i saw was plain white and i couldn't hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm one of a kind experience thou.&lt;br /&gt;Haha but it wasnt the first time alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime this happens to me, i drink hot milo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so finally gotten my white psp.&lt;br /&gt;Going broke soon, cos my guitar is arriving this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, die. But nvrmind, i worked to get the stuffs i want.&lt;br /&gt;Money can be still earned back, right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to console myself. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so school reopened.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. not much changes.&lt;br /&gt;Only new dm, eric koh.&lt;br /&gt;I find him ok what. Dont know why pple so afraid of him.&lt;br /&gt;Officer, so what? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Officer also can be friendly whatttt.&lt;br /&gt;My sister said he's a friendly chap, unless you purposely go against him, lah.&lt;br /&gt;Cos he's also my sister's ex dm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and then class matters.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. still seated beside hy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, trying hard to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to lessons and doing my homework alrdy ok! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is fun now, but poa is still &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr.. and then, what else?&lt;br /&gt;Ok can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fringe is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna just, snip it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escape The Fate is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116851849107655784?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116851849107655784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116851849107655784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116851849107655784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116851849107655784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/01/simple-update.html' title='Simple update.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116767374818674991</id><published>2007-01-02T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:49:08.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry new year.</title><content type='html'>It's a new year, oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;It's 2007.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, 2006 has been a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;2005 was the best to me.&lt;br /&gt;So, 2007, what will you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, last yr, went to countdown again.&lt;br /&gt;1pm, met huiyi first. Wanted to get my fred perry bag at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Reached the shop, it wrote, "closed down".&lt;br /&gt;Then forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what bag to use next year.&lt;br /&gt;And also school shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after that, headed over to town.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped, bought a flesh imp tee.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm or so, went over to starbucks again.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked there. Played with "braids".&lt;br /&gt;Then xiaoqing called, asking where we were.&lt;br /&gt;Then she came down too.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, huiyi was counting down with her grp of cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i had nobody to count down with.&lt;br /&gt;Just nice, luther msged me to see if i had any progs on.&lt;br /&gt;So we arranged to go together initially.&lt;br /&gt;Then xiaoqing called, so she joined us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to city hall with huiyi, xiaoqing and luther.&lt;br /&gt;Met huiyi's cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt follow them at first.&lt;br /&gt;But after tht, we all came down and agreed to leave together.&lt;br /&gt;Makes friends, be socialable. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us got jammed at city link.&lt;br /&gt;All the way there to outside marina sq.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, fucking crowded, can't even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then managed to squeeze thru and ended up near beside the stage.&lt;br /&gt;The first-aid corner.&lt;br /&gt;Ok the view of the fire works wasnt so bad, just tht had some trees blocking. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then after the fireworks, we walked all the way to lao pat sat to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, huiyi and her cousins left first.&lt;br /&gt;Met jianming and his fren, daphne at lao pat sat also.&lt;br /&gt;So left with me, xiaoqing, luther, jianming and daphne.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there talked, chatted, then came down and decided to go catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the way back to marina sq again.&lt;br /&gt;Cant get in.&lt;br /&gt;So walked to suntec, tried to hail a cab.&lt;br /&gt;But hard, everywhere is filled with pple flagging for cabs.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, all cabs tht drove past are hired.&lt;br /&gt;Then sat there till 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got one cab stop infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;The uncle damn clever uh.&lt;br /&gt;"15 dollars, i take you all 5 person, quick, want or not?".&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.. 15 dollars from suntec to cineleisure lei.&lt;br /&gt;But we still took it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos cabs rarely take 5 person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached cine, all timeslots full.&lt;br /&gt;So no choice, settle down at the kopitiam oppposite cine.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to taka.&lt;br /&gt;Bought liqour. Sat there chat, drink.&lt;br /&gt;Was really nice laa.&lt;br /&gt;We had those heart to heart talk.&lt;br /&gt;We = me, xiaoqing and luther only.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming and daphne dunno doing/chatting bout what uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted all the way till morning 8am or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train, saw wenhui and his gang too.&lt;br /&gt;Then at jurong east, when we walked in the train, there was this guy sitting there, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Wenhui's frens tried to wake him up, but failed.&lt;br /&gt;After tht he open his eye, the fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;The head like going to land on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;I bet he has taken dont know how many trips alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then slept at around 10am or so.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Had to work at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Wah today was fucking crowded again.&lt;br /&gt;Sales was good today.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are The Furry is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116767374818674991?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116767374818674991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116767374818674991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116767374818674991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116767374818674991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2007/01/merry-new-year.html' title='Merry new year.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116733140673130229</id><published>2006-12-29T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:43:27.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 16 going on 17 now.</title><content type='html'>Ok finally i'm 16. Like, finally.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; 26th Dec. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met huiyi, xiaoqing and weina.&lt;br /&gt;Bfore that, went to sch to check out what class we were in.&lt;br /&gt;No changes for 4a1, only tht we have 2 lesser classmates.&lt;br /&gt;4a3 and 4a4 combined.&lt;br /&gt;So next year there'll only be 5a1, 5a2 and 5a3.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to bugis after that, walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much, i bought a barney water bottle for yi teng. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, we decided to head over to causeway point to have dinner at Sakae Sushi, again.&lt;br /&gt;After that elaine came and joined us too.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi, me and elaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; 27th Dec. &lt;/u&gt;&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;Bfore i left my house.&lt;br /&gt;My relatives gave me red packets.&lt;br /&gt;My grandma and my 2 aunts.&lt;br /&gt;And my house is like a fish market now.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, all of my relatives are staying at my house now.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine, 3 kids, 1 elderly, 3 adults, 1 teenager.&lt;br /&gt;2 just left today.&lt;br /&gt;So total, 10 relatives staying at my house.&lt;br /&gt;All from Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my family, 5.&lt;br /&gt;Total of 15 pple in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;So received 3 red packets, sumed up to $160. Ho ho. :D&lt;br /&gt;Left home, meet huiyi, weina and xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to downtown east, escape.&lt;br /&gt;They've been longing to go escape, so we went there to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;They bought a cake for me and also a present.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks yea, appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Then went off to play.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the time we queued for the rides is more than the time we played.&lt;br /&gt;Very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, $6 ticket, plus the get free candy floss, free icecream, free carnival game, $6 off next admission ticket, $6 off merchandise... etc.&lt;br /&gt;So it attracts lotsa pple.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, the primary school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place at around, 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then we to have our dinner, which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I ate 2 mouth of the noodles and i threw the rest away/huiyi ate some.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it sucked badly.&lt;br /&gt;At around 9pm or so, left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, took some photos and videos.&lt;br /&gt;One video made me and hy laughed till we cried. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then weina and xiaoqing left us, they went home.&lt;br /&gt;While me and huiyi went over to pastamania for the party.&lt;br /&gt;It's a x'mas + new year + my birthday + daniel's birthday celebration/steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;At our very own pastamania outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, reached there early.&lt;br /&gt;So lily called me.&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanna pass me something.&lt;br /&gt;So met her, then she gave me this DIY photoframe she made.&lt;br /&gt;Haha appreciate it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to pastamania and have steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of pple went.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, joked around bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Then some pple have to leave first.&lt;br /&gt;So left a few of us.&lt;br /&gt;We still continue to eat and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they bought me a converse tee.&lt;br /&gt;And also a cake.&lt;br /&gt;Shared the cake with daniel.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i laughed alot with them, it was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and hy took red wine to drink.&lt;br /&gt;All of us took the red wine to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;After that, begin to feel warm and dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i think i drink too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Then dizzy, kept rubbing my eye. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 2am, all of us went off.&lt;br /&gt;Shared cab with hy and mingjie.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 230am or so.&lt;br /&gt;Straight away, i lied and my bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;With my jeans and top on.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bother to change cos i was too sleepy and dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to/ those who wished me a 'happy birthday' :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason - the first one to wished me, cos we both shared the same birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Elton - for the 16! mms, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Weina - for the present as well.&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoqing  - for the present as well.&lt;br /&gt;Hui yi - for the present as well.&lt;br /&gt;Yana and her boyf - for the present.&lt;br /&gt;Lili - for the present.&lt;br /&gt;Ameer, Nadia, Jerome, Benson, Kok, Pritpal, Adelene, Gerald, Ken, Terence, Jasper, Bryan, Karen, Ming jie, Jianming, Boon yong, Kar yong, Linda, Sihua, Peiyu.&lt;br /&gt;And many many more, cant recall all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now for the photos (not alot) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cake from weina, xiaoqing and huiyi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, the 4 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi, xiaoqing and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/g.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoqing and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/h.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/i.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the photos taken at pastamania is with yana and lam.&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight/goodmorning for now.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work later and watch charlotte's web!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Thrills is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116733140673130229?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116733140673130229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116733140673130229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116733140673130229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116733140673130229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-16-going-on-17-now.html' title='I am 16 going on 17 now.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116707106088309187</id><published>2006-12-26T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:24:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in action?</title><content type='html'>Ok, not dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;I just seemed to be busy? For god-knows reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Work? Everyday is like the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;But been getting more and more fucked-up costomers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your own fucking problem if you didnt listen to me when i repeat your orders, dont fucking come back to me and complain that i placed the wrong orders!&lt;br /&gt;And don't you fucking try your money on the table, i ain't any beggar.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these pple really needs some hammer-knocking-sense into their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i do meet nice customers.&lt;br /&gt;Not every apple is rotten laa k.&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok pardon for the lack of updates. (ok no one cares either). (ok maybe only fiona).&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. because i dont know what to update.&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what i can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; N levels result. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the............ 18th i think.&lt;br /&gt;So met my classmates. Congrats to weijian for being the topscorer.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to adelene too, for obtaining outstanding results. (:&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to weina, xiaoqing and huiyi too.&lt;br /&gt;Whom got really outstanding results. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a &lt;strong&gt;big fuck-you&lt;/strong&gt; to myself, for obtaining such a disappointing/lousy results.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so when i first saw my results, i shook my head immediately.&lt;br /&gt;It's way off.&lt;br /&gt;So, yes. I gloomed for half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I did cried thou. But not..... alot.&lt;br /&gt;Was utterly disappointed that i feel like not taking the Os.&lt;br /&gt;I have 0.1% of confidence to take the Os next year.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i submitted the blue form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the results, went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;But mood was kinda back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf, why am i so temperamental?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, dad asked me bout my results.&lt;br /&gt;So i said, 9.&lt;br /&gt;2nd sister replied, "humh, so lousy".&lt;br /&gt;Dad said, "so means pass laa? ok".&lt;br /&gt;Mum only asked whether i passed anot.&lt;br /&gt;Eldest sister, didnt even know i've gotten my results. (till now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because practically, for the past whole week, i only seen my sister for like, 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm home, she's at work/sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;When she's home i'm working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok done with the results.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, Os will be the top priority next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; Friday, 22nd. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the salon with hy, again.&lt;br /&gt;Ok firstly, she regretted perming her hair. Cos she got alot of bad comments.&lt;br /&gt;And then she cried.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she decied to rebond it back.&lt;br /&gt;So i accompanied her there.&lt;br /&gt;Watched her rebond.&lt;br /&gt;Then the hairdresser asked me if i wanna cut.&lt;br /&gt;Only had the intention to trim my hair initially.&lt;br /&gt;But so why not, i trim my whole hair.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's shortented again. Much more thinner, hy said it looked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok after tht, headed back to work again.&lt;br /&gt;And once again, nobody knows i cut my hair. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next time i get moehawk then everyone will notice.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to, but school may not allow.&lt;br /&gt;Ok not exacly moe hawk, but something like naima's?&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Chirstmas Eve, 24th dec. &lt;/u&gt;&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;Had to work on that day.&lt;br /&gt;And the opening hours extended.&lt;br /&gt;So quickly do finish closing. Ended exactly at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, quickly change and rushed down to meet xiaoqing, weina, jianming, elton and gerlad at esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Pple are on their way home on the last train, while i'm on my way to esplanade on the last train. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way there on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, we walked around, was kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to makan sutra to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, walked around again.&lt;br /&gt;Then sat at the tables and chairs near the chillout stage to slack and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to buy poker cards and play.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, jasper called.&lt;br /&gt;They were at esplanade too.&lt;br /&gt;So jasper and his gang came to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;There was, jasper, jiekai, jerome, shudong, yanfei, syazni, lijuan and ruishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sat there, slacked, chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;Shudong was like the entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao, can't stop laughing man. He was like real high.&lt;br /&gt;Then he hooked girls up, he managed to took a girl's number laa. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow got chased away by securities.&lt;br /&gt;All the pple around there was being chased away.&lt;br /&gt;So we went off to another place.&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Jasper was doing his drunk-thing to me again.&lt;br /&gt;Like, lol.&lt;br /&gt;He made me look drunk too.&lt;br /&gt;Haha and then somehow it was 7am alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Then took 106 back to batok.&lt;br /&gt;All parted, i reached home at around 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Then slept at around 9am.&lt;br /&gt;And then i had to wake up to prepare for work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;Was assigned to be cashier today. And i was in a total blur state.&lt;br /&gt;My drawer was like super messy.&lt;br /&gt;The 10cents were mixed with 20cents.&lt;br /&gt;Forget to serve this or serve tht.&lt;br /&gt;Then began to feel dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna suffer once sch reopens.&lt;br /&gt;Cos my sleeping time now is, 3am or 4am.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting later and later.&lt;br /&gt;I tried sleeping earlier, but i just cant get to sleep. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I need sleeping pills.&lt;br /&gt;And i get very little sleep these days.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep at 3 or 4am and i have to wake up early during most of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;So not photos are put up.&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;House Of Heroes is a good band.&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116707106088309187?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116707106088309187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116707106088309187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116707106088309187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116707106088309187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-in-action.html' title='Back in action?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116636954568772212</id><published>2006-12-17T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:32:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friggin fuckin' flu.</title><content type='html'>I had to woke up at 8am in the morning today.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i had to meet xiaoqing, jasper, jerome and jie kai.&lt;br /&gt;To go to the nike end-of-year sales, at expo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not any nike-fan, but just to acc them and also at the same time to see anything that is nice. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So practically, everyone couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up only at 7.45am.&lt;br /&gt;But still managed to meet them 15 mins later.&lt;br /&gt;Then jasper also late, xiaoqing also late.&lt;br /&gt;Only jiekai was thr early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then went there, took the train.&lt;br /&gt;Reached expo, thr were alrdy pple queuing outside.&lt;br /&gt;Then jasper's fren, wei yi was there alrdy, so he helped us queue first.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. But after tht wasnt so crowded anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them bought a shoe, except for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cos none caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Very cheap laa, nike dunkers; $50 a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went off to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And it rained for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, headed off to town, shop around.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go catch a movie; Open Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bfore the movie, went over to starbucks and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;But jasper ended up sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of us just practically, stone, smoke, chit chat and listen to mp3.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome and jiekai super heavy smoker can..?&lt;br /&gt;5 mins, 2-3 sticks.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day non-stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rained so heavily.&lt;br /&gt;All of us got drenched even under shelter at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;So we sat thr for around 2 and a half hours then headed over to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Went in, fucking cold; tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i watched till halfway, fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Cos some parts really boring.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the 894926540284 squrieels shouted, "hoy!"&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha jerome also same case; all very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behind behind was nice, cos damn funny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed out the cinema cos it was fucking cold in thr.&lt;br /&gt;Then went out, all of us parted.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome and jiekai went to play billard.&lt;br /&gt;Me, xiaoqing and jasper headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Weiyi also headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, when we all parted 3 different directions.&lt;br /&gt;Went out, 5 secs, foooooooooommm the rain SUDDENLY very heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us run, and in the end, we were back together in the same group again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So chatted outside cine for awhile to wait for the rain to become smaller.&lt;br /&gt;Then parted again, ran to the bustop.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the traffic-junction, me and xq was using a plastic bag as a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;This cute guy looked at us and then he smiled to us.&lt;br /&gt;The smile ahh.. very sweet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, cute guy at starbucks too.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, everytime starbucks' staffs all pretty and handsome and hot and cute one.&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then in the bus, fucking cold and shiver so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hair so wet, clothes so wet, shoe so wet.&lt;br /&gt;Shiver all the way to home.&lt;br /&gt;And now, my hands and feets are cold yet my body and face is so warm.&lt;br /&gt;And my flu is so bad now...........&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho, merry chirstmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmrw, results of N lvls.&lt;br /&gt;Double ho ho ho, merry chirstmas.&lt;br /&gt;The results is gonna change alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zolof The Rock &amp; Roll Destroyer is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116636954568772212?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116636954568772212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116636954568772212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116636954568772212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116636954568772212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/friggin-fuckin-flu.html' title='Friggin fuckin&apos; flu.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116559711191052794</id><published>2006-12-09T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:31:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something else.</title><content type='html'>I finally have something to update, other than crap.&lt;br /&gt;Aigggght.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; 8th Dec. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to wake up at 1030am, then snooze my alarm till 1145am then woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Cant blame uhhh, i slept late the day bfore.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i had to delay the meeting time with hy.&lt;br /&gt;Met her 130pm instead of 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, i rushed and i managed to get ready by time.&lt;br /&gt;So i left the house at around 1255pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then called hy, she said she still at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at batok for about 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Then out of a sudden, stomache. Nabeis.&lt;br /&gt;So i rushed to wm's toilet lar, then rushed back to to mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my ezlink money. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then waited till 1.50pm, huiyi arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off after that.&lt;br /&gt;Had no idea where to go, so in the end, we ended up at outram.&lt;br /&gt;We went out, see see, nothing much then went back and headed to bugis instead.&lt;br /&gt;Watse ezlink money again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, shopped around bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Bought hair-wax. Then bought oreo bars! Very very nice, must try, it's new.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that huiyi hungry, so we walked around to look for some place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Walked past where luther works, but the things not tht appetizing and kinda expensive.&lt;br /&gt;So we went off.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to eat at Seoul Garden.&lt;br /&gt;Then luther called, asking where we are, so in the end, he joined us, cos he was having his break also.&lt;br /&gt;So 3 of us ate at seoul garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when taking food.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Azri.&lt;br /&gt;Then we pointed at each other. He point at me, i point at him.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. He was working there laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were like, "angeline right?", "azri right?". Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so, luther left first.&lt;br /&gt;So me and hy continued eating.&lt;br /&gt;We've been spending alot on food than shopping uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, spend on sakae.&lt;br /&gt;Today, seoul garden.&lt;br /&gt;I think next week, i want billy bombers. (i've been waiting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok after we finished, left the place, then dunno where to go.&lt;br /&gt;And junction was kinda crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk, saw Zhang Lao Shi (ex mt teacher) with Mr Steven Tay seh.&lt;br /&gt;So the rumors were true uhh. Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, left the place, headed to mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Took some photos. Then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, let the photos talk ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P100-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P10012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes like sama-sama liddat uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ayeeeeeee, i know i look ugly in this but it's ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take The Crown is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116559711191052794?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116559711191052794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116559711191052794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116559711191052794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116559711191052794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-else.html' title='Something else.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116551127197232857</id><published>2006-12-08T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:07:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time-line.</title><content type='html'>2.45am: Go off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;1.10pm: Wake up, sit at the single-seater sofa and think through some things.&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm: Go bath, brush teeth.&lt;br /&gt;2.00pm: On the computer, use the comp, visit blogs, friendster, myspace. (then if got time, play prisonserver for a while)&lt;br /&gt;3.00pm: Shut down the comp.&lt;br /&gt;3.05pm: Put on my socks, shoe, rubberband, watch and pen.&lt;br /&gt;3.10pm: Leave the house to the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;3.15pm: The bus arrived.&lt;br /&gt;3.25pm: Reached the bus-interchange, walk to pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm: Reached there, greet my friends.&lt;br /&gt;3.25pm: Order my staff-meal.&lt;br /&gt;3.45pm: Punch-in.&lt;br /&gt;4.00pm: Count cashier money.&lt;br /&gt;4.05pm: Eat, rest.&lt;br /&gt;4.45pm: Start work.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8.25pm: Can rest alrdy, cos not much orders alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm: Make garlic bread, bruchetta for myself to eat.&lt;br /&gt;9.00pm: Still making things to eat.&lt;br /&gt;9.10pm: Do the 'to-do' list for the closers.&lt;br /&gt;9.15pm: Chit chat, havoc with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;9.30pm: Still chit chatting, still playing.&lt;br /&gt;9.45pm: Start some of the closing.&lt;br /&gt;10.00pm: Ring bell 7 times, marks the end of last order.&lt;br /&gt;10.05pm: Start doing closing. (sweep, mop, clean, wipe, top up condiments.. etc)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11.10pm: Finish closing.&lt;br /&gt;11.15pm: Signing of time-card, then all went home.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11.35pm: Reach home.&lt;br /&gt;11.45pm: Talk to parents for awhile, watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;12.00am: Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;12.15am: Use the comp again.&lt;br /&gt;2.45am: Off the comp, go off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1.10pm: Wake up, brush teeth..................&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And everything repeats.&lt;br /&gt;This schdedule/time-line has been repeating since monday.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is life for now.&lt;br /&gt;Until 18 dec, things will somehow change abit.&lt;br /&gt;18dec = N lvls result.&lt;br /&gt;I have totally no idea whether i can make it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Like, i really don't know you see.&lt;br /&gt;Blank, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meg and Dia is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116551127197232857?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116551127197232857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116551127197232857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116551127197232857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116551127197232857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-line.html' title='Time-line.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116490959819422105</id><published>2006-12-01T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:59:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing control.</title><content type='html'>I so need to control myself now.&lt;br /&gt;My temper, attitude, tone, character, mindset and whatever fucking shit you can ever list down.&lt;br /&gt;I can fucking forgive but i cant fucking forget.&lt;br /&gt;So pretty please stop telling me, "aiyah, just forgive and forget loh".&lt;br /&gt;No, things aren't as simple as what you think/said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for many reasons, not just one fucking reason you faggots.&lt;br /&gt;Simple simple, small issues means alot of things so don't just let it go.&lt;br /&gt;When you sum up all these simple simple issues, you get a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;And open your eyes wide to see the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should try locking themself in an empty room, with 4 white-painted walls for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Within that hour, you can picture yourself in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhmm.. i tried.&lt;br /&gt;And all i did was viewing back my memories.&lt;br /&gt;You know, like some tape rewinding inside your mind. It happens.&lt;br /&gt;And at most time of the time, you'll keep regretting what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During alot of times, i wanna be MIA.&lt;br /&gt;You know those kind of feeling?&lt;br /&gt;-I don't wanna be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;-Just let me be alone for some time.&lt;br /&gt;-It's really tiring to smile or talk now, really.&lt;br /&gt;-I just wish i couldnt be seen so that i can do what i want.&lt;br /&gt;-I wish i wont exsist so things won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gossipping.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cruelest thing any of your true friends/friends can do.&lt;br /&gt;It's even more cruel when you find out your own friends did that on you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i admit, i do gossip.&lt;br /&gt;But after some figuration, i think, i quit.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, who am i to gossip about someone.&lt;br /&gt;Who am i to judge or criticise someone's attitude, character, when i myself's isn't perfect or any wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't god, i ain't perfect, i have no single right to judge or criticise someone.&lt;br /&gt;And the day for me to judge or criticise someone won't come.&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever ever ever try to be smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you pple can now go, 'oh wow, whatever lah angeline'.&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just look infront when you walk. Look back, left and right also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this post came out.&lt;br /&gt;When it happens, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;And no, nobody offended me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I offended myself and i'm angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;And this fucking post is for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Spill Canvas is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116490959819422105?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116490959819422105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116490959819422105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116490959819422105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116490959819422105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/losing-control_116490959819422105.html' title='Losing control.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116490959743277578</id><published>2006-12-01T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:59:57.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing control.</title><content type='html'>I so need to control myself now.&lt;br /&gt;My temper, attitude, tone, character, mindset and whatever fucking shit you can ever list down.&lt;br /&gt;I can fucking forgive but i cant fucking forget.&lt;br /&gt;So pretty please stop telling me, "aiyah, just forgive and forget loh".&lt;br /&gt;No, things aren't as simple as what you think/said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for many reasons, not just one fucking reason you faggots.&lt;br /&gt;Simple simple, small issues means alot of things so don't just let it go.&lt;br /&gt;When you sum up all these simple simple issues, you get a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;And open your eyes wide to see the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should try locking themself in an empty room, with 4 white-painted walls for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Within that hour, you can picture yourself in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhmm.. i tried.&lt;br /&gt;And all i did was viewing back my memories.&lt;br /&gt;You know, like some tape rewinding inside your mind. It happens.&lt;br /&gt;And at most time of the time, you'll keep regretting what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During alot of times, i wanna be MIA.&lt;br /&gt;You know those kind of feeling?&lt;br /&gt;-I don't wanna be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;-Just let me be alone for some time.&lt;br /&gt;-It's really tiring to smile or talk now, really.&lt;br /&gt;-I just wish i couldnt be seen so that i can do what i want.&lt;br /&gt;-I wish i wont exsist so things won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gossipping.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cruelest thing any of your true friends/friends can do.&lt;br /&gt;It's even more cruel when you find out your own friends did that on you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i admit, i do gossip.&lt;br /&gt;But after some figuration, i think, i quit.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, who am i to gossip about someone.&lt;br /&gt;Who am i to judge or criticise someone's attitude, character, when i myself's isn't perfect or any wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't god, i ain't perfect, i have no single right to judge or criticise someone.&lt;br /&gt;And the day for me to judge or criticise someone won't come.&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever ever ever try to be smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you pple can now go, 'oh wow, whatever lah angeline'.&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just look infront when you walk. Look back, left and right also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this post came out.&lt;br /&gt;When it happens, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;And no, nobody offended me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I offended myself and i'm angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;And this fucking post is for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Spill Canvas is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116490959743277578?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116490959743277578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116490959743277578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116490959743277578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116490959743277578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/12/losing-control_01.html' title='Losing control.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116481792063636049</id><published>2006-11-30T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:34:19.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle me.</title><content type='html'>I totally agree with yana.&lt;br /&gt;Bukit batok/gombak and ang mo kio alottttttt of siao pple.&lt;br /&gt;As in those mentally-disordered pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In pastamania alrdy got afew. (costumers)&lt;br /&gt;The most happening one is the old lady.&lt;br /&gt;First day she came, she see the menu then she ask mandy to spell caesar for her.&lt;br /&gt;So mandy spelt for her, "C-A-E-S-A-R".&lt;br /&gt;Then we roll eyes and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Then she ordered Chicken ceasar salad.&lt;br /&gt;Me and nico served her. And she was like, "no no, i'm eating here. get rid of the box."&lt;br /&gt;(I stare at nico, nico stare at me)&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we remove the box for her and put it nicely on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she sat down and ate.&lt;br /&gt;After tht Wani went over to clear her finished dishes.&lt;br /&gt;And she was like, "you want take this take, go!"&lt;br /&gt;Then Wani take laa. But bfore wani take, she take afew pieces of the cabbage and put on the tissue for dunno what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she went off.&lt;br /&gt;She stood right outside pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;The glass door there. And keep staring inside.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh cb really hair-standing man.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when she have white hair ok.&lt;br /&gt;She stood for dunno how long.&lt;br /&gt;Then went in again.&lt;br /&gt;Eat garlic bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then funny thing happen.&lt;br /&gt;She started talking to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;"Someone", you dig?&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like asking somebody to go away, like chasing somebody away.&lt;br /&gt;Ok this one we didnt laugh much cos it's kinda creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht she started doing some hilarious movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She held her hand high.&lt;br /&gt;She held her head high up and her turn her head 360 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Then raise both her hand high up then put down and kiss her hand.&lt;br /&gt;Then wani was like, "see see, wah lao, she must be thinking she's talking to brad pitt or something man".&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us squat down and laughed like hell siao.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh till i cry can. Wah lao eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then soon, she became our regular costumer.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other time is a caucasian.&lt;br /&gt;Some middle aged guy.&lt;br /&gt;He kinda suffered from depression.&lt;br /&gt;Cos he was whining, "my wife! my wife!.............."&lt;br /&gt;Then dunno what passed away something something.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt at there when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;My frens told me. He kinda created some trouble till my manager wanted to call the police down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other time is at westmall.&lt;br /&gt;This is what xiaoqing told me.&lt;br /&gt;Xq was at the post office.&lt;br /&gt;Then this lady was in the queue. Then she began screaming, "idiot lah idiot lah" at herself.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao. If i were there i'll laugh like some siaocharbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, i've seen alot of these kind of pple laa.&lt;br /&gt;My block downstairs alrdy got 2.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers/twins somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, same time sure appear one.&lt;br /&gt;Bring the umbrella, whether rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;Then keep walking in circles one. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got tons more laa.&lt;br /&gt;But cant recall.&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backseat Goodbye is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116481792063636049?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116481792063636049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116481792063636049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116481792063636049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116481792063636049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/tickle-me.html' title='Tickle me.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116430529885531370</id><published>2006-11-24T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:08:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for me to change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Graduation night.&lt;/u&gt;&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up early in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Huiyi came over to my house at around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then i helped her do her hair, and she helped me do mine.&lt;br /&gt;I straightened hers and she curled mine. (but no effects..)&lt;br /&gt;Then she helped me make up first.&lt;br /&gt;I requested for only light make-up.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, Jianming came over to my house also.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda surprised, cos it's still early.&lt;br /&gt;Then he also wanted some make-up, so hy helped him put on some foundation tht's all.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Peiling came.&lt;br /&gt;Woah by then my room was super messy alrdy and, cramped.&lt;br /&gt;But, fun laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, peiling and huiyi not enough time do make-up.&lt;br /&gt;Rush rush rush, cos was late alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Then all kanchiong.&lt;br /&gt;Forget to take this forget to take dad.&lt;br /&gt;My dad drove us there, cos we dont wanna walk to school wearing like tht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I wore a simple navy blue dress.&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi wore hmm.. vest. Jazz-y like. Vely the hot.&lt;br /&gt;Peiling wore s flowery dress. Hot also.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming wore formal top and pants. Looking smart.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, most of out classmates there alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ong was there! And omg still as hot as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Then weina and xiaoqing looked gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoqing, looked very cute! Like barbie doll.&lt;br /&gt;Weina, looked very cute also, very pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah, looked hot in her black suit.&lt;br /&gt;Jasper is like the prom king, he spent over $300 over laa! Wth. But looking very smart laa.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. who else?&lt;br /&gt;Fiona also, very elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then started the progs.&lt;br /&gt;And omg, it sucked like bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously laa, when they played those class presentation, practically, nobody's listening.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is busily running around taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;And my class's effort went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Cos! There's no bloody sound played.&lt;br /&gt;Wth laa. Freaking pissed at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Hillgrove's ava committee is still as sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then progs ended at around 9pm plus plus.&lt;br /&gt;Next was D-I-S-C-O.&lt;br /&gt;The disco hall was on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of pple really danced their heart out as i can see.&lt;br /&gt;Music was loud and good.&lt;br /&gt;But freaking funny uhh.&lt;br /&gt;While dancing, got teachers stand by the side to jaga.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, like macam bouncers liddat.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, school mah. So, no girl with boy grinding.&lt;br /&gt;There're pple who gets caught; alottt.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Mr thiru, "ok tht's the end of the dance session, go pick up the litters on the floor, then i give you all one last song."&lt;br /&gt;I was like,  -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then last song ended, "ok tht's the end, now.. dance your way out of the school".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the school.&lt;br /&gt;Then woah damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Opp school, under the block, one whole bunch of students smoking.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.. then alotttt were discussing where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i left with peiling, huiyi, jianming, jasper, jerome.... etc.&lt;br /&gt;To esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Then i dont wanna blog alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Cos something unpleasant happened.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, work again.&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla nothing much to blog bout work actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos first.&lt;br /&gt;The others are still not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/grp-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise: Xiaoqing, huiyi, peiling, me, jasper and jianming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/Picture1056.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss siew, xiaoqing, elaine, huiyi and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/22112006611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My besties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/Picture1078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/Picture1077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and elaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/67606.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/22-11-06_2244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and huiyi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/22-11-06_2243.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's alot more, but not with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think it's really time for me to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;I often reflect because of certain things tht happened.&lt;br /&gt;And then in the end, i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rounding up, I SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;To friends, family and whosoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavy Heavy Low Low is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116430529885531370?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116430529885531370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116430529885531370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116430529885531370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116430529885531370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-time-for-me-to-change.html' title='It&apos;s time for me to change.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116403778748564639</id><published>2006-11-20T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:52:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped.</title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo wassup, i'm back. Hehehaha ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;So once again, i reformatted my comp.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i have other comps to back up my files.&lt;br /&gt;Now clever alrdy, if not i'll cry man.&lt;br /&gt;And i think i'm getting used to it alrdy. How how..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i don't understand about parents.&lt;br /&gt;Why do they like to nag us to bath so much!?&lt;br /&gt;It's not like, i stink or i sweat right.&lt;br /&gt;And bloody hell, they just love to nag at me to bath.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why, i wonder how.&lt;br /&gt;Funny leh.. it's not even their body, why they bother so much uhh?&lt;br /&gt;Dooos.&lt;br /&gt;And bathing is so so troublesome can?&lt;br /&gt;Still must take clothes, towel, undergarments blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore, waste water only.&lt;br /&gt;Waste the money to buy shampoo and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Blady heow.&lt;br /&gt;BUT that doesnt mean i stink ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;So how long have i not updated?&lt;br /&gt;Countless..?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even recall what to update here alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation night is in 2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;And i havent gotten anything to wear there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. i shall wear the school uniform then.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw will be the last day for me to search for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got myself a pair of new kicks.&lt;br /&gt;From vans. White canvas with green and black stripes and orange inner.&lt;br /&gt;$70. Haha i havent got my pay yet, but i alrdy spent.&lt;br /&gt;Then just now, shopped online with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered 2 tees. Yay oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;The tees damn cute. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Xiaoqing's 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated with weina, huiyi, jianming, jasper and pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;Bought her 2 female boxers from topshop, plus a cake, plus a meal from swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met everybody at gombak.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go off to town first.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Swensens. We paid for xiaoqing's meal.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to walk around. The guys wanted to look for their prom night items.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to csc again. To play bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jm excuse off to buy a surprise cake.&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the bowling alley with the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Then surprised her. Hahaa.. old trick.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played bowling, took photos laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then take till my camera spoil, jam.&lt;br /&gt;And then i dont know if the photos still can be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, they didnt only take the photos with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Jasper's and weina's phone still have some.&lt;br /&gt;If not, there'll be no photos at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Me, weina, xiaoqing and jianming went off to pastamania for dinner/supper.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Me and xiaoqing gang up disturb jm and wn.&lt;br /&gt;Something about me, i love to see pple's "paiseh face".&lt;br /&gt;As in those really paiseh then tiam tiam those kind. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after tht headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Then ahfoashfwenfwfwoeihofbeiofbewuifgduvbidfv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be uploaded another day.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i no photoshop to re-size.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa, now scram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Providence is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116403778748564639?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116403778748564639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116403778748564639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116403778748564639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116403778748564639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/revamped.html' title='Revamped.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116383288010020448</id><published>2006-11-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:57:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking virus.</title><content type='html'>I'll update once my comp gets reformatted.&lt;br /&gt;Nabeicheebye.&lt;br /&gt;This is the dunno 4th or 5th time my comp gets reformatted within a month.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking trojan-whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have to restart everything again.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Motherpussies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116383288010020448?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116383288010020448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116383288010020448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116383288010020448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116383288010020448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/fucking-virus.html' title='Fucking virus.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116300491421313553</id><published>2006-11-09T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:02:21.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update.</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to start this post.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Still busy with work recently.&lt;br /&gt;I want to work more, but request was rejected due to certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;Blurrrrrrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i was some sort of proceeding to the next position in pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;The cashier-support. Hmm.. everybody have to go through this.&lt;br /&gt;I like cashier-support laa.&lt;br /&gt;Stand behind, do alot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;When busy.. wah can do till i sweat.&lt;br /&gt;But fun and the easiest to get scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, i have to be alert and fast. As in, very very fast.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. i will improve, i will improve.&lt;br /&gt;And also, been getting along well with the staffs laa.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of girls to gossip and bitch with. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;6th nov. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok was late for work initially.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1129am. When i'm supposed to meet hy at 1130am.&lt;br /&gt;Then i rushed down taking a cab.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, not late.&lt;br /&gt;Then start work.&lt;br /&gt;Then yana check the schdule, she asked me, 'ehh.. you both today working meh?'&lt;br /&gt;Then i see, wahlaoeh.. we're working the 5pm shift laa.&lt;br /&gt;Nehneh hy told me the day bfore we working 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Waste my cabfare. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then hy decided to come my house first.&lt;br /&gt;She ate what my mom cooked.&lt;br /&gt;Stingray, toufu and BAT.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.. yea, we ate bat, imported from indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Tastes like chicken laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then use the comp to let time pass.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Till closing.. blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;7th nov.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had my day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went out with jasper and benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;Cos hy dont wanna go out and cos of some issues.&lt;br /&gt;Then.. went to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i wanted to find xq's bday present also.&lt;br /&gt;Jasper looking for his monopoly. (it's the first time i see a guy so super duper obsessed with monopoly can.)&lt;br /&gt;So he bought the Spongebob special version monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;Which cost him $80.&lt;br /&gt;And after he paid, his expression damn funny. Like those small kid getting some new toy.&lt;br /&gt;Straight away after he bought, he open and see alrdy. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. then.&lt;br /&gt;Went to walk/shop around laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back to batok csc.&lt;br /&gt;To play bowling. Cos they bowling-siao.&lt;br /&gt;So i just join laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, tsuhaw joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Played for 2 games.&lt;br /&gt;Then played spongebob monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;But ehh damn cute and fun laa the spongebob version.&lt;br /&gt;Played till around 1130pm then i had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;But the guys wanted to cont playing bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Told them i'll take cab home myself.&lt;br /&gt;But they insist on paying the cab fare for me.&lt;br /&gt;Good ahh they. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8th nov.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Went to work as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then took the pastamania test. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Some knowlegde-based test laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then Lam (my manager) said he treat us dinner and to go through the test together.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to jurong point, dined at the jap restaurent.&lt;br /&gt;Good ahh he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Mac to discuss the test.&lt;br /&gt;And go through laa.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be trained to be a cashier alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like!&lt;br /&gt;Ok then after tht we chatted laa. He was actually a chef bfore he became our outlet manager.&lt;br /&gt;He took part in various cooking competition seh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Chitter chitter chat chat till 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, working 5pm shift.&lt;br /&gt;Till closing. Blurgggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madcap is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116300491421313553?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116300491421313553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116300491421313553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116300491421313553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116300491421313553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='An update.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116239217991919719</id><published>2006-11-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:49:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have lazybones.</title><content type='html'>Pardon for the late reply.&lt;br /&gt;I was online and free but i was just lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so i'm back from the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Back for quite some time alrdy laa actually.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just briefly post about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more detailed happenings, go to:&lt;br /&gt;Fiona: &lt;a href="http://www.im-glamorous.blogdrive.com/"&gt;http://www.im-glamorous.blogdrive.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adelene: &lt;a href="http://www.-xsmallappletree.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.-xsmallappletree.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, they got all the details and photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st day.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in. Rooms H1810 and H1811.&lt;br /&gt;My grp checked in first. Followed by ade's group.&lt;br /&gt;By the time ade's grp came, the whole chalet room is full alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;So we waited for the food to be delivered here.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i start fire with elton, gerald, kimchuan and daniel.&lt;br /&gt;The rest inside enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly, all come out.&lt;br /&gt;So, bbq started.&lt;br /&gt;Was quited frustrated at times.&lt;br /&gt;Cos when, drink's finished, nobody wanna top-up.&lt;br /&gt;So i have to do it cos pple kept complaining to me, "eh.. no water liao."&lt;br /&gt;So i top up laa.&lt;br /&gt;Ice no more, also i top up. But at least some kind souls are willing to help laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then bbq, also i cook, with some others like elton and ade laa.&lt;br /&gt;The rest inside watch tv or pillow fight.&lt;br /&gt;After afew hours then i took some rest to eat some food.&lt;br /&gt;Then chit chat with some pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht the teachers came.&lt;br /&gt;I cooked for them with jasper and ade and fiona and whosoever.&lt;br /&gt;Cooked alrdy then served them then went over to settle hy's problem.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt interact much with the teachers laa.&lt;br /&gt;I got nth to chat with them also.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm chan, Miss siew and Miss koh were there fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht some pple left.&lt;br /&gt;Then all went to bath.&lt;br /&gt;I was the last girl to bath.&lt;br /&gt;So after bathing, all took photos. Took alrdy, all left the chalet to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around but all the shops are closed.&lt;br /&gt;Then got chased away by security.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end decided to go take a walk at pasir ris park.&lt;br /&gt;Then along the way, dunno who shout uhh, "ehh.. here walk past red house right'&lt;br /&gt;So, some of the light-hearted girls decided not to walk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So me and some of the girls went back to the chalet while the others carried on with the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back, all went to bed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I didnt wanna sleep, so went outside sat at the bench alone.&lt;br /&gt;Very creepy.&lt;br /&gt;After tht elton and afew came back, then i took psp play.&lt;br /&gt;Till i fell asleep FOR 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Then tht peiling came in and said, "ehh.. angeline wake up leh.. i wanna sleep."&lt;br /&gt;SO i let her sleep loh.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of them came back alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Jm and jasper seen &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;Heard jm was pale and the next day he had fever.&lt;br /&gt;Then me, jm, huijuan, vedelene, jasper played monopoly outside the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Then jm kinda conquered all the houses.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us sian then, "aiyah.. dont want play alrdy laa.. only you play loh, we keep paying only"&lt;br /&gt;Then sian.&lt;br /&gt;So by then it was alrdy 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the pple who stayed for the first night went back home.&lt;br /&gt;So, me, huijuan, jianming, jasper went to have our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;The rest still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back.&lt;br /&gt;Went out again to ride bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Friggin expensive can.&lt;br /&gt;Ride ride ride.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht went back, the boys wanted to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;So i was the only girl there.&lt;br /&gt;Then i somehow somewhat became their mom.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they were like, "ehh mummy, go swimming leh, help us take care of our clothes"&lt;br /&gt;Then i ok loh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of the girls came back by then.&lt;br /&gt;Then the boys went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;We girls looked at them swim. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Cos we dont have the appropriate swimwear.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore if i were to jump down, the water will be red. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we girls decied to go back first rather than watch them swim blindly.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with them till i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;For around 20 mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then the boys came back.&lt;br /&gt;Then we girls went to buy the materials to cont 2nd night of bbq.&lt;br /&gt;Cos too much food left.&lt;br /&gt;And the only pple remaining were:&lt;br /&gt;Me, jasper, jianming, elton, sikai, adelene, fiona, ruishan and yiling.&lt;br /&gt;And i agree with adelene, i love these 9 pple.&lt;br /&gt;These 9 pple had the most fun.&lt;br /&gt;Pritpal was a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;He lost our trust, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we bbq laa.&lt;br /&gt;I ate the most tht night.&lt;br /&gt;First night, i ate only some pathetic food.&lt;br /&gt;2nd night, i had a blast. And there's still alot of food left.&lt;br /&gt;Can cont 3rd night, but too bad we dont have a 3rd night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bbq, we went to walk around again.&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade for awhile only.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back. Played monopoly with jianming, jasper and sikai outside.&lt;br /&gt;While the others were inside playing poker cards.&lt;br /&gt;Played for quite some time, then jm suddenly, "ehh go in play laa.. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; keep staring at us."&lt;br /&gt;Woah i tell you i was the first and the fastest to run in to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Cos jm, he can &lt;em&gt;see things&lt;/em&gt; uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cont'ed playing monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;Till around 3am. Then we went out to bbq again.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ate again till around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Then all went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. shiok.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone had a bed each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd day.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then woke up at around 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Packed up.&lt;br /&gt;Then watch tv till we fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;I swear everyone who watched tht show fell alseep.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Then 1130am i jumped up.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly ask the rest to wake up also.&lt;br /&gt;Cos needed to check-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to batok mac to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had the same meal.&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to CSC to play bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we had the remaining money left.&lt;br /&gt;Spend everything at CSC and the meals alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Played bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jm headed over to play and hour of pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht all headed home.&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the sofa and watched teevee till i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then woke up at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;By then i was alrdy like, how to say, mabok uhh.&lt;br /&gt;In blur state.&lt;br /&gt;Then slept on my bed till 3pm the next day.&lt;br /&gt;19 hours of sleep. Shioook laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;29th Oct.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;30th Oct.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;31st Oct.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa with hy. Cos we off.&lt;br /&gt;Went thr, sun-tanned, ate sushi, bathed, walk around took lotsa photos.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;And bloody hell, all the photos are GONE.&lt;br /&gt;COS OF THAT DAMN MACHINE AT VIVO CITY.&lt;br /&gt;WE WANTED TO VIEW THE PHOTOS LAH, SO WE PUT IN THE MMC CARD.&lt;br /&gt;THEN! CANNOT. THE MACHINE SAID CANT DETECT.&lt;br /&gt;SO WE LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;Then both of us headed home.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home, feeling very happy, cos seldom take nice nice and alot alot photos ahh.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SEKALI, NABEICHEEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;"CARD ERROR", "THE CARD IS NOT FORMATTED, WOULD YOU LIKE TO FORMAT IT".&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i stunned can.&lt;br /&gt;Wahlaoeh. Heartache sial.&lt;br /&gt;Emo alrdy emo alrdy. -&gt; what the hell haha no laa *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;Wahh eh damn sad laa.&lt;br /&gt;All the photos gone, including some chalet photos.&lt;br /&gt;URGGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;AND I SWEAR THE NEXT TIME I GO VIVO, I SURE GO KICK THAT MACHINE OR PLAY UNTIL THE MACHINE SPOIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st nov.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work.&lt;br /&gt;Then everything the same alrdy laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, work again.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, work again.&lt;br /&gt;Sat off but need to go find johnny.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhhh. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Down To Earth Approach is a good band.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116239217991919719?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116239217991919719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116239217991919719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116239217991919719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116239217991919719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-lazybones.html' title='I have lazybones.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116178999306007739</id><published>2006-10-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:26:33.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as excited.</title><content type='html'>So now, i guess less than 20 pple is going stay for the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;That's for the first night! Then what bout 2nd night?&lt;br /&gt;5 ar? What the hell man.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really hate my classmates, sometimes i really love my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like ehh we put in so much effort for this damn chalet and yet this is what we got back.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh.. and my hokkien-fouls are going to come out now.&lt;br /&gt;Nabeicheebyesial.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this msg is not for all, like some are having raya, so i dont blame uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Some work, some family some whatever shit laa.&lt;br /&gt;Cheebyeknn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now arguing in msn.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming on fire sial. In fact, everybody is.&lt;br /&gt;Initially all enthu, 30 going to stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;Then now, there's only 6 girls staying.&lt;br /&gt;Boys, 8 staying.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell laa 4a1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed man.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya.........................................&lt;br /&gt;This chalet is so fucking fucked up man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;I've promised them to make the 2nd night as fun as possible.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be their loss for not staying.&lt;br /&gt;WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The June Spirit is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116178999306007739?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116178999306007739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116178999306007739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116178999306007739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116178999306007739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-as-excited.html' title='Not as excited.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116171231024294211</id><published>2006-10-25T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:51:50.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning.</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning 8am, i woke up and prepare to meet adelene and fiona.&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: To buy the BBQ food.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, went all the way to bedok man.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so reached thr, ordered and stuffs.. we were there way too early.&lt;br /&gt;Then, waited like fools at the bus-stop for the boys - elton, gerald and kimchuan.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally they reached.&lt;br /&gt;We collected the food and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;All packed nicely. Then the main problem was the storage.&lt;br /&gt;So, rang up alot of pple to ask if their freezer has any space.&lt;br /&gt;Then left the place.&lt;br /&gt;But, last min, we decided to just let the company deliver it for us, since it's just 5 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, went back again.&lt;br /&gt;They lady was very very kind and friendly laa.&lt;br /&gt;She's very willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Everything was done.&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to buy the remaining 'dry' food at sheng shiong super market.&lt;br /&gt;Buy buy buy, till around 4.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the train.&lt;br /&gt;And i knew i was going to be late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walked as fast as i could back home, straight away changed and took a cab to westmall.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa i made it just in time.&lt;br /&gt;So start work.&lt;br /&gt;And i must say, today was hella fun.&lt;br /&gt;I like my working crew today - Mandy and Wenxun.&lt;br /&gt;Very good teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;And of cos with the help of Lam and Daniel laa.&lt;br /&gt;And i realised, westmall's pastamania crew loves to call each other "baby~".&lt;br /&gt;Aahhaha. Cute and sweet uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And westmall's pastamana crew is like the 'rocker' crew.&lt;br /&gt;Chef Winson is in a band laa - Roulette, he's the vocalist.&lt;br /&gt;So me and him was like chatting bout GunsNroses and stuff laa.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, cool.&lt;br /&gt;Then winson said, "that's why laa, i first see you i got the feeling tht you love music.."&lt;br /&gt;And he asked me to support local scene. :D&lt;br /&gt;And he said he'll invite me to his next gig!&lt;br /&gt;Together with the rest of the crew.&lt;br /&gt;Fun uhhh. Everyone there just loves to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really starting to love pastamania!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i did closing.&lt;br /&gt;Closing is much more fun than afternoon shit laa.&lt;br /&gt;But must do alot of work and the customers for dinner-time is alotttt.&lt;br /&gt;But after 8.30, not much serving alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Cut myself alot on my hand today.&lt;br /&gt;Plaster here and there. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then Bryan said, "prepare to have even more cuts..." -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ended work at 1130pm.&lt;br /&gt;And found out me and Mandy is taking the same bus home.&lt;br /&gt;Like, omg, luckily laa.&lt;br /&gt;She's cool, very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. wm's pastamania alot of preetty girls.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Got along well with mandy today.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw working again.&lt;br /&gt;And i gotta wake up at 630am to look after yiteng and wait for my parents to come home from overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Bloodyhell, i'm just gonna sleep and let her play with her own toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, i'm a walking contridiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roulette:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=107069802"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=107069802&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116171231024294211?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116171231024294211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116171231024294211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116171231024294211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116171231024294211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/beginning.html' title='The beginning.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116161230933741040</id><published>2006-10-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:05:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So exhausted.</title><content type='html'>Today's my first day of work at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, initially.. was totally lost.&lt;br /&gt;Then after an hour's time, i got the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;The staffs there are pretty friendly laa. Esp the chefs.&lt;br /&gt;All joke here joke there one.&lt;br /&gt;Then the waiter/waitress are all teenagers like my age.&lt;br /&gt;So, we could get along easily.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what i need to do is just serve the pastas, clear the tables, help pack the take-away orders.&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But i gotta stand all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, worked for 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw 6pm till closing. BUT double the pay-rate cos, public holiday. Wheeee..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i gotta wake up friggin early tmrw to buy the food for the upcoming BBQ/chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Cos the bbq wholesale centre closes at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;And it's as far as Bedok. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht still to rush to giant and then rush back home to change up and go to wrk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so damn exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then weds still need to work!&lt;br /&gt;Then MIGHT be rushing down to city link to get tht - "Cock cock, who's there?" green trucker hat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i have a thing for trucker hats. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then thurs will be THE day.&lt;br /&gt;But fed-up though.&lt;br /&gt;Cos alot of classmates turn down last min.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of work. Damn fed up.&lt;br /&gt;PUSSIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bout all.&lt;br /&gt;Not going into much details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Working Title is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116161230933741040?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116161230933741040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116161230933741040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116161230933741040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116161230933741040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-exhausted.html' title='So exhausted.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116136212060801059</id><published>2006-10-21T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:35:20.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very selfish world.</title><content type='html'>Aiyah seriously, sometimes i hate blogs/online diaries.&lt;br /&gt;Blogs shouldn't have even existed.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos of blogs, it created alot of troubles. I admit.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, conflicts start because of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups happen, because of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Fights/quarrels happen, because of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;MISUNDERSTANDINGS happen, because of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Dark secrets are revealed, because of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Betrayal happen, because of blogs.So on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these issues do happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;So, i think i shld stick to my own private blog.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be the best.(I have one livejournal shared with hy, but she's not very active online, so the livejournal is not really active yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, what i've mentioned here in my blog months ago.&lt;br /&gt;You blog-hop because you wanna know what's the life-cycle of others.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna poke your nose into other pple's business.&lt;br /&gt;Easier said, KAYPOH loh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when you found out somebody blogs something bad about you..?&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, WHAT HAPPENS?&lt;br /&gt;The above stated, happens.&lt;br /&gt;Merry goes round.&lt;br /&gt;It's one full cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgghhh. Babi kuning ah.&lt;br /&gt;K cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;Get back to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met hy at the interchange around 1130am.&lt;br /&gt;Then, headed to have a haircut at batok area.&lt;br /&gt;Cut cut cut, wash wash wash, trim trim trim.&lt;br /&gt;Ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wn, xq and hy said not much changes leh.&lt;br /&gt;But, i feel alot of changes.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.. ?&lt;br /&gt;So i think, i'm going to start cutting my hair myself soon.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw? Ahhh yes, since my parents are out of town again. Ohhwee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, after haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to meet lester for guitar-learning sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt the basics chords.&lt;br /&gt;All i need to do now is to work my ass off for pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Get my 2 weeks pay, and buy a guitar to practice even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After guitar session, went off to plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;To surprise weina and xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr, but couldn't find them cos they're having break.&lt;br /&gt;So me and hy went to have our break too.&lt;br /&gt;Went back. And found them.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Xq was complaining to me about the customers and supervisors all the while.&lt;br /&gt;Cute laa, plus their uniform, even cuter.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat with them, then me and hy headed home first.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus instead of the train this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scatter The Ashes is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116136212060801059?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116136212060801059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116136212060801059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116136212060801059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116136212060801059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/very-selfish-world.html' title='A very selfish world.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116100726086249593</id><published>2006-10-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:03:31.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong style.</title><content type='html'>Slept at 3am and woke up at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep last night, don't know why. Hy also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 15/10.&lt;br /&gt;Had meeting at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr at 5pm, helped them open the tables and chairs, arrange blablaba.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the storage room blablabala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had meeting around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk talk till 10pm sial.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, 16/10.&lt;br /&gt;Met hy 8am at bukitbatok.&lt;br /&gt;Friggin hell laa. I missed 2 trains. Cause it's fully packed.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i made it in time.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way there, we throughout 'Hong Kong style' sial.&lt;br /&gt;So funny seh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the agency at suntec 9am on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not even opened. Bloodyhell.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go for breakfast, ate at DelifranceBistro.&lt;br /&gt;And the breakfast was nice laa. Service was well also. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we dilly dally.&lt;br /&gt;Till around 10am then go up again.&lt;br /&gt;K, then opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Johnny, on a very very friend-friend term laa. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;He's like, 20, 30 odd alrdy laa. Don't get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;Signed some contracts blablabalbala.&lt;br /&gt;And was told to rush down to the HQ at Queensway bfore 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;So, took the train and bus.&lt;br /&gt;Took the wrong bus, thanks to the wrong info from my mom. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Then, totally lost, went totally the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice, then took cab instead.&lt;br /&gt;Then we realised we went the opp way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr, then was sent to take typhoid jab just opp the building.&lt;br /&gt;Free. Okay it wasnt as painful as what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;But an hour later then got side effect ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached back the building, tried the uniform in the toilet. (the toilet was friggin clean)&lt;br /&gt;Funny laa. The uniform. Pants, super duper high cut.&lt;br /&gt;Shirt very biggggy.&lt;br /&gt;And everything was alrdy the Smallest. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look like a clown on the first day of work.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS that cap.&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to see clowns at pastamania. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, it was only 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to do laa.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to check out Vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everrrybody is like, vivo city here vivo city there. -news, radio, sis, mom, frens.&lt;br /&gt;So went thr.&lt;br /&gt;Walked walked... very tired and our arms are friggin numb, cause of the jab.&lt;br /&gt;So sat at the benches like fools loh.&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait dunno wanna do what.&lt;br /&gt;Then sit till hungry, go eat the very very lousy chicken rice. Grrr..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to wm, to check out pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Then, still not opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fastforward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, hy called.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming to me that her pants is Large size. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Then, no choice, arranged with her to meet tmrw again.&lt;br /&gt;And after we take the uniform, we totally dunno where else to go.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babi kuning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sullivan is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116100726086249593?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116100726086249593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116100726086249593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116100726086249593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116100726086249593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/hong-kong-style.html' title='Hong Kong style.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116084314006794720</id><published>2006-10-15T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:25:40.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so sweet.</title><content type='html'>Uhhh.. attention seeking convent girls can go die.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, a bunch of convent girls wearing their trademark uniform, singing that bimbotic song - a public affair at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;From the control station thr to underground till the train come.&lt;br /&gt;They sang like nobody business can, friggin' loud and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;IF they have a good voice, i keep quiet laa.&lt;br /&gt;But with that kinda voice..? Don't make me puke.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? You're not blonde. This is singapore lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;K, i'm being sucha bitch, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this kind of pple irritates me alot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually criticise pple on my blog right.&lt;br /&gt;So YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convent girls have 2 classifications.&lt;br /&gt;1st type is where boys have fetish for, those sweet and nice girls.&lt;br /&gt;2nd type is the above one, those proud arrogant and spoilt brats.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The (International) Noise Conspiracy is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116084314006794720?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116084314006794720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116084314006794720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116084314006794720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116084314006794720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-so-sweet.html' title='Not so sweet.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116075037289865028</id><published>2006-10-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:39:33.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hired.</title><content type='html'>Bahhhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My first job = Pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;As well as huiyi's. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aigggght.&lt;br /&gt;Just now met huiyi for the interview at westmall.&lt;br /&gt;We very enthusiastic ahh, so reached there at around 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Interview initially was 2pm so we sat at Coffee bean to wait for the time to past.&lt;br /&gt;(Starbucks is better than Coffee bean)&lt;br /&gt;Then, hy went to look for the interviwer - Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;But can't find. Cos the whole thing is still under construction. Then only got bangalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Johnny, the agent. He said, look for Diana instead.&lt;br /&gt;Then hy asked the security guard outside.&lt;br /&gt;And realised, Diana have been looking at us walking around the area.&lt;br /&gt;K, so Diana kinda like briefly interviewed us first.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Daniel is not around.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. she's cool, very friendly. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Talked thru and asked some questions.&lt;br /&gt;She said, the chances of getting the job is quite low.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're under the 2nd batch and so on...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she advised us to go other outlets to check out.&lt;br /&gt;Then, exchanged numbers.&lt;br /&gt;And she said, me and hy like very enthu.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, awhile she came in and look for us.&lt;br /&gt;She said, she psyco Daniel to come down.&lt;br /&gt;So good laa she. Help us.&lt;br /&gt;Cause maybe she see us very enthu, and she mentioned, she need some female staffs uh.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. She asked us to wait till 4pm for Daniel to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait, walked around and very sian ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;We walked past the digi-cam-printing-machine.&lt;br /&gt;And say why not print out some photos.&lt;br /&gt;Choose choose choose then print. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht went back.&lt;br /&gt;Still, Daniel wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;Then Diana ask us wait till 5.30pm. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So, we wait laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then 5.30 he came.&lt;br /&gt;Filled in some forms, talked for less than 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;He wrote on our forms, HIRED.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I think is because of impression-based.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we waited patiently and with Diana's help of psyco-ing.&lt;br /&gt;But Daniel like very strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then called Johnny after that.&lt;br /&gt;He like very happy sial. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel just called.&lt;br /&gt;And there'll be meeting on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Then take uniform and take injection.&lt;br /&gt;Then blablablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;Might be starting work on monday. Depending on the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Sian sian sian, lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;To dunno do what uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to shop and look for clothes laa.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Tired laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/Combined.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/Neoprint9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neoprint, days ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116075037289865028?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116075037289865028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116075037289865028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116075037289865028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116075037289865028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/hired.html' title='Hired.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116058393712511582</id><published>2006-10-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:27:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job hunt.</title><content type='html'>Went for job hunting today with weina, huiyi and xiaoqing. :D&lt;br /&gt;First, went to suntec tower 2 to look for the agency.&lt;br /&gt;The TBC something something.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, filled up some forms, then i was the first to be interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 3 choices.&lt;br /&gt;1. Retail assistance at plaza singapura's Carrefour.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tele-marketing/Admin work.&lt;br /&gt;3. Food and Beverage at Pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i chose retail assistance at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then, talked talked talked.. he moved on to interview the others first.&lt;br /&gt;So, all of us practically have the same choices.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, he called me and hy in to interview together.&lt;br /&gt;We both were given the choice of retail assistance.&lt;br /&gt;It's $5 per hour, 12pm to 10pm everyday till 30th oct.&lt;br /&gt;Then the chalet issue popped up, and we can't really take any leave.&lt;br /&gt;So, he let us have the time to discuss first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, wn and xq went in.&lt;br /&gt;And then, they came out, they got the retail assistance job!&lt;br /&gt;So fast laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and hy no choice.&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to work at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;And it's at..................................................... westmall!&lt;br /&gt;Wth laa. And soon, i'll be serving hillgrovians, bukit view-ians, blablablabalaabaa.&lt;br /&gt;Sian lar.&lt;br /&gt;Good point is, it's near my place. So transportation will be easy.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Still not confirmed ahh. Interview on friday.&lt;br /&gt;And Johnny (the agent) said it'll be a high chance of getting the job cause it's newly opened and it needs pple.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be crossing my fingers till then........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So after the interviews and stuff, went to shop around......&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go over to Starbucks to slack around.&lt;br /&gt;And then!&lt;br /&gt;This idiotic ti-ko-pek sits infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;He's in mid 40s or 50s.&lt;br /&gt;And he can't stop looking at me and hy.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were wearing short demin skirts.&lt;br /&gt;And he's a bloodyfuck actor and pretender.&lt;br /&gt;Buy one coffee and sit there look at girls like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;Then, me and hy quickly change sit with xq, cos she's wearing jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and hy very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;So we keep 'tiao-ing' him. Especially xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;So damn fed up laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then when he left, we keep staring at him, he also stare back.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us 'tiao' him.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole si lao ti ko pek, bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, when he left, all of us happy sial.&lt;br /&gt;Then chit chat, took photos, laugh, joke blablablabalayadaydadaya..............&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time with them, as always. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat till around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;All so tired alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;AND, i can't wait till CLASS CHALET !!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehahahoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel so bad about my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna anybody to be hurt, insulted, emotionally or physically.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should delete away. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11-10-06_1856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11-10-06_1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ah yi quarelling lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11-10-06_1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11102006401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11102006405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue quarrelling, i'll be the judge uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11102006408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/11102006413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her style.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Razorlight is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116058393712511582?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116058393712511582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116058393712511582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116058393712511582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116058393712511582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/job-hunt.html' title='Job hunt.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116048321455930931</id><published>2006-10-10T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:26:54.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N levels - Habes!</title><content type='html'>Though N levels may be over, i don't know why i'm not even that happy or havoc.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, 9/10.&lt;br /&gt;Had my last ppr - poa.&lt;br /&gt;And poa can go suck balls. Bloody hell, after the ppr, everyone was like, "wahlaoeh, hard leh, confirm fail alrdy lah"&lt;br /&gt;Most pple, including me, expects poa as the subj that is the easiest to score an A1 or A2.&lt;br /&gt;But, we can wait long long now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's over and hopefully, there'll be moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ppr, went home, bathed, changed and get ready to meet huiyi, weina and xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed over to town.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Fabian, my pri-sch mate on the train. And he don't even recognise me, like strangers.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk walk, saw Finaaa and her friend. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to the Grand Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;Walked from Taka all the way to the grand cathay lah.&lt;br /&gt;And! Bloody hell, the climax.&lt;br /&gt;K, so we bought the ticket for 'Little Miss Sunshine'.&lt;br /&gt;Paid. The show was rated NC 16.&lt;br /&gt;Okay then at the checking-of-tickets section.&lt;br /&gt;Bloodyfuck.&lt;br /&gt;The girl said, "I need to check your ICs.".&lt;br /&gt;Then, not politely at all. And give the face ahhh, wah.. cannot tahan sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then, weina didnt bring her IC nor Ezlink.&lt;br /&gt;Then the girl was like, "Then you cannot watch loh.." with that bloody attitude laa.&lt;br /&gt;So i showed her mine but wasn't approved cause i'm not 16 yet. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;And she gave that attitude again. Knncb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoqing not happy, she fed-up.&lt;br /&gt;Then argue back said, "then.. give me back refund loh", "it's not our wrong, cos when we bought the tickets, why didnt the cashier told us..?"&lt;br /&gt;Cause usually, cinemas will go according to the year.&lt;br /&gt;She said No plus tht stare.&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. then all fed up sia.&lt;br /&gt;After some arguing, the manager came.&lt;br /&gt;And she spoke very nicely to us.&lt;br /&gt;She explained and stuffs, and gave us back the refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, if the girl spoke and explained nicely, we just forget it laa.&lt;br /&gt;But it's the attitude and impoliteness lah, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. End that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the refund and decided to just spend it on food.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to cine to have pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Walked from grand cathay and back to cine sial.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, chat, talked....... blablablablabalaaabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place and went to take neoprints at Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;Edit edit edit.&lt;br /&gt;And then headed home, cause all are tired after days of buring the midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, will be meeting xq, wn, and hy to look for jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, will be able to get one lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Broken Wings is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116048321455930931?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116048321455930931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116048321455930931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116048321455930931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116048321455930931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/n-levels-habes.html' title='N levels - Habes!'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-116013430199225851</id><published>2006-10-06T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:31:42.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So temperamental.</title><content type='html'>All papers down &lt;strong&gt;execpt&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt; dot &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; dot&lt;strong&gt; A&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today had Math paper 2 and screw it.&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling confident for paper 1 and now, paper 2 demoralised me.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna cry laa can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah whatever lah whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;My last chance now is to score for&lt;strong&gt; P&lt;/strong&gt; dot &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; dot &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be intensive remedial tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Last one! Tahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so after the paper, went home, cause everybody had something on except for me.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, the 2 yr old kid at my house cheered me up a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;She ahhh, very cute ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she did:&lt;br /&gt;She had Barney, the doll.&lt;br /&gt;And then she lift up her shirt and put Barney's mouth at her nipple and said, "nen nen" (milk milk).&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha lol.&lt;br /&gt;She's trying to breast-feed Barney, you dig it?&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious and cheeky laa she.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, kids these days ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and hy had our holidays well-planned alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing is to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;And for me, i'll buy a guitar under Lester's supervision.&lt;br /&gt;And then practice hard cause, maybe performing during grad night with nadia and hy.&lt;br /&gt;Lester has offered to teach me and hy guitar.&lt;br /&gt;He's a professional alrdy lah.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...........&lt;br /&gt;And then of cos, shopping! It's been a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause basically, i don't wanna spend my holidays at home rotting.&lt;br /&gt;At least having a job is something more productive.&lt;br /&gt;Earn some money as a form of pocket money for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And to keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the job offers now are waiter/waitress at restaurents with hourly wages.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody got job offers for me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linkin Park is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-116013430199225851?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/116013430199225851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=116013430199225851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116013430199225851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/116013430199225851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-temperamental.html' title='So temperamental.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115986943366133802</id><published>2006-10-03T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T18:12:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>Firstly, i'm still worried for xiaoqing.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Over over over stress lah she.&lt;br /&gt;So, she over-stress, and then the ambulance came to school.&lt;br /&gt;The rest i won't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But glad that she's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything's gonna be alright for her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh back.&lt;br /&gt;Had Math ppr 1 and Geography ppr today.&lt;br /&gt;Both pprs are average laa.&lt;br /&gt;Geography is forever not enough ppr.&lt;br /&gt;And bcos the answer sheet is a booklet, i didn't have enough space to finish writing.&lt;br /&gt;And then in the end i only knew tht i can take fulscape and add on.&lt;br /&gt;If i were to take, i could have at least added another 2-4 marks leh!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever whatever, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Geog ppr, went over to the indoor gymasium to study with hy, yl, pl, sk, wh, elton, gerald.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us lose concentration and started to play with the gym's equipments.&lt;br /&gt;Played 'bowling', 'catwalk', jumping from tables to tables.&lt;br /&gt;And played with the mic.&lt;br /&gt;Took the mic, played over with our phone's mp3.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i took it and play beatboxing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And it sounded like.......................................... the radio was spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;But fun larrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw will be Science - physics and chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;The worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the ppr, can havoc alrdy uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the remaining - poa and math ppr 2, don't require any memorising.&lt;br /&gt;Now, scream, "Ooo la la!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down.&lt;br /&gt;3 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I Lay Dying is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115986943366133802?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115986943366133802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115986943366133802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115986943366133802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115986943366133802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115977054412151252</id><published>2006-10-02T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:29:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst nightmare.</title><content type='html'>Boo! My worst nightmare has came true.&lt;br /&gt;Nicompoop. My comp has been reformatted.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my dad for reformatting it without seeking my permission.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's so angry and sad, even my mom okay.&lt;br /&gt;Cause her photos are gone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, 'Grrr...!'&lt;br /&gt;Songs, i'm not tht heartache cause i can still dl.&lt;br /&gt;But....................................................... &lt;strong&gt;MY PHOTOS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest form of memories is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit laaa!&lt;br /&gt;So many years of collection and just one click of my dad's itchy hand, it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna cry. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;My trip to indonesia, sentosa with xq,wn,hy, escape theme park, birthday celebrations, bbq, classphotos, and my thousands and thousands of &lt;b&gt;handphone photos&lt;/b&gt; !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;My 9000 over songs&lt;/b&gt;, my albums, my lyrics, my games, my beautiful wallpapers, my band pictures, my videos, my html codes, my links &lt;/s&gt;.......... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL GONE!&lt;br /&gt;Bloodyfuckknncb sia.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta move on lol. (wth)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i'll create new memories for my comp.&lt;br /&gt;After N lvls alot of free time for me to regain back. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah whatever laa whatever laa whatever laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i had my GCE 'N' level English Language Paper 1 and Paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;Paper one, i very worried.&lt;br /&gt;I chose the topic: Write about the kind of music you like and why you find it enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;My answer is Rock. And then i handed in my ppr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. No laa.. i not kukubird laa.&lt;br /&gt;I lazy to elaborate laa. And i don't know why when i did this question, i kept laughing at myself. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 was rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;Cause got alot of box to let you tick this tick that.&lt;br /&gt;Even PSLE also not as fun leh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Overall paper 2 is average laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw will be, Math ppr 1 and Geography!&lt;br /&gt;Mug mug mug mug mug..............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 subject down.&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ultra High Frequency is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115977054412151252?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115977054412151252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115977054412151252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115977054412151252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115977054412151252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/10/worst-nightmare.html' title='Worst nightmare.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115916974115908888</id><published>2006-09-25T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:35:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Havoc ahhh.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, sunday.&lt;br /&gt;At around noon, went over to peiyu's son one month celebration at their in-laws condo's function room.&lt;br /&gt;Ate the catered food, chat with them.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after tht they decided to go to karaoke at party world, in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They booked the vip room, and it was seriously huge laa.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we have more than 10 pple.&lt;br /&gt;Then they all sing the chinese songs which, i don't.&lt;br /&gt;So i just sat thr and listened and drank and ate.&lt;br /&gt;So we started from 5.30pm till 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, was supposed to head home.&lt;br /&gt;But, received a call on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then last min, me, my sis, benson, weiquan and ken went to have supper.&lt;br /&gt;Eat eat eat, till around 1130 then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Packed my bag and stuffs then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh something i wanna mention.&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the condo in my dad's car.&lt;br /&gt;We was at this junction, traffic light laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then this motorcycle dude cut my dad's lane.&lt;br /&gt;My dad let him cut the lane and he still horn-ed at us. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;The dude was a fat guy, wearing those sports shade and his bike was super big can, bigger than a harley, with those compartments at the side. Those kind laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after tht my dad drove past him, then he give us tht stupid-act-macho-wannabe-fat arse stare laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad stared at him back AND, pointed a middle finger to him and said, "fuck you, fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Ehh.. my dad vulgar and cool ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't expect him to do tht laa. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;But so damn funny laa.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, 1 week left to N lvls.&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;Today in school, almost every teacher kept reminding and nagging us, "you pple better stop playing, N lvls is just one week away and yet you're still not paying attention............. blablablablayadayadayadabadabda........"&lt;br /&gt;But ya laa, one week left, i got tht in mind alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;So i won't be on the net as much alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta refrain myself from using the comp now.&lt;br /&gt;Tahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway today, me and hy talked and though thru alot of things in class.&lt;br /&gt;Basically about, true friends.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen pple's true colours but what can i do about it?&lt;br /&gt;True friends don't bad mouth you.&lt;br /&gt;True friends won't betray you.&lt;br /&gt;True friends won't backstab you.&lt;br /&gt;True friends won't call you names.&lt;br /&gt;True friends won't leave you in the lurch... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah, i'm sick and tired of this topic alrdy laa.&lt;br /&gt;Just go think about it and i'll think about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refused is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115916974115908888?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115916974115908888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115916974115908888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115916974115908888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115916974115908888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/havoc-ahhh.html' title='Havoc ahhh.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115903332712133266</id><published>2006-09-24T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:42:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorola.</title><content type='html'>I've been a motorola phone supporter. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;From my first phone till now, out of 5 phones, 3 are motorola.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like nokia phones, to me, they're like very over-rated. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm looking forward to motorola's upcoming new series of phones, the Motorola Razr Offspring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/MotorolaRizr.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Motorola Rizr.&lt;br /&gt;I want this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/RazrMaxx.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Razr Maxx.&lt;br /&gt;I like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/MotorolaRazrV3XX.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Razr V3XX.&lt;br /&gt;The function's good, but design abit beng-ish. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hilly's girls can dance okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImNTAEH6FKA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImNTAEH6FKA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who got the song? Super-remix sia. But nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing With Apes is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115903332712133266?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115903332712133266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115903332712133266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115903332712133266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115903332712133266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/motorola.html' title='Motorola.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115884331492203417</id><published>2006-09-21T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:55:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems after problems.</title><content type='html'>Now, when will problems ever stop coming in and out?&lt;br /&gt;It'll never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Kuti laa. Everyday i blog like macam chapters lidddddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;So ystd, was about to fell asleep, received a call from hy.&lt;br /&gt;She was crying laa. She sounded real bad and sad and pitiful till i wanna cry can.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not elaborate why cause it's not my rights to say it out.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning went to school.&lt;br /&gt;Saw wn like alone, but at least she still have us.&lt;br /&gt;We'll (hy,xq, me) still be thr for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my prelims results are bad, real bad.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's gonna happen to my Ns. Urghhhhh, goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for my cold war with hy has ended since ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Now 3 more problems out.&lt;br /&gt;Hy, xq and wn. Eh woah, all my besties sia.&lt;br /&gt;Hy is............................... idk if i can say.&lt;br /&gt;Xq just feels tht everyone is starting to hate her.&lt;br /&gt;Wn is still okay just tht how is she gonna cope in her class with others around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to settle sia.&lt;br /&gt;K alright, i'll try my very best to help them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, hy's sis came to fetch her just to ensure tht she's not loitering around.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and xq accompanied her.&lt;br /&gt;After which, me and xq went back to school to meet jm for poa tution.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library and saw hannan, elton and gerald only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking hell.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tai is freaking rich can!&lt;br /&gt;Wahlaoeh, she don't need to teach also can live the rest of her life loh.&lt;br /&gt;She got her own &lt;strong&gt;Law Firm&lt;/strong&gt; laa! Set up by her and her husband.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder from head to toe, she's decorated by diamonds laa.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmyfreakinggod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, then after poa walked home with xq and jm.&lt;br /&gt;So we were talking about attitudes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then i told jm.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want pple to give you bad attitude, then you shouldn't show them your bad attitude first. Ask yourself how you treat that person first and don't complain when the person treats you badly back.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you derserve it. Cause it's just like how you treat others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. idk if it makes sense laa.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But i always live with the motto, "Respect others first before you get your respect back."&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. whatever laa hor.&lt;br /&gt;Merepek kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murder She Wrote is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115884331492203417?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115884331492203417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115884331492203417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115884331492203417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115884331492203417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/problems-after-problems.html' title='Problems after problems.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115874920606954809</id><published>2006-09-20T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:46:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflicts again.</title><content type='html'>When will conflicts stop? It'll never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Just today i've seen 5 and all involved my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Like, when will pple ever get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some between classmates.&lt;br /&gt;And then can conflict till each call their own gang down.&lt;br /&gt;Then the one i'm gonna mention is because 2 of my best frens are involved -xq and wn.&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was complicated sia.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt speak much cause i wasn't involve.&lt;br /&gt;But stood behind to make sure nothing big will happen.&lt;br /&gt;So was divided into 2 groups.&lt;br /&gt;Of cos i was with wn and xq laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, shout here shout there argue this argue that.&lt;br /&gt;Till the boys almost fought.&lt;br /&gt;Actually the whole thing only involved wn and another girl. (i dont wanna name)&lt;br /&gt;Then, 2 groups.&lt;br /&gt;The girl aruged till she cried and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Then, some others followed her.&lt;br /&gt;So it was like 2 different grps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, seeing the situation, i told weina, "those who are here with you now and those who didnt walk away are your true friends. now you know who your true friends are."&lt;br /&gt;This kind of situation is the best to see who your true friends are laa really.&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really wonder if they can still be the best of friends as bfore or not.&lt;br /&gt;Both cried. Both argued. Both shouted at each other.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K laa, i'll stop talking about others.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i myself have problems.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all i'm gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Chariot is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115874920606954809?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115874920606954809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115874920606954809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115874920606954809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115874920606954809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/conflicts-again.html' title='Conflicts again.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115866316927823698</id><published>2006-09-19T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:53:45.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines.</title><content type='html'>PJ asked if i wanna to go Philippines during the december holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Not for holiday purpose though.&lt;br /&gt;For voluntary purpose.&lt;br /&gt;To help teach the needy children, build a library for them... etc.&lt;br /&gt;For 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going. I wanna do some voluntary work.&lt;br /&gt;So, i might be going there during the december holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll be a memorable trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115866316927823698?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115866316927823698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115866316927823698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115866316927823698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115866316927823698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/philippines.html' title='Philippines.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115866159593815296</id><published>2006-09-19T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:26:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am dirt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am dirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As easy to be blown away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irritates pple when i'm seen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody would ever want dirt around them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When seen, i would be either blown or washed away. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Dawgs, ya dig it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i better get used to the life i'm having now.&lt;br /&gt;Cause........................................................ it may be long-term.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't mind cause, the life i'm having now is somehow and somewhat making &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; happy.&lt;br /&gt;So, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you don't give it a damn, why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got eyes to see, i'm not bodoh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My self-esteem has gone from 10% to 1%.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.................................................................... my words always contridicts.&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND. We'll see this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, enough of tht.&lt;br /&gt;Comp's still down, it became worst.&lt;br /&gt;Dad said he'll change the whole motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it would affect my hardisk.&lt;br /&gt;If not, i'll cry so badly i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, back to school business.&lt;br /&gt;School's horrible terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Morning............................................................ mute and alone.&lt;br /&gt;Recess............................. went to some place to hide myself.&lt;br /&gt;After school, was with jm, jasper and pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;Went to find miss koh, actually not me, they asked me to accompany, so i did.&lt;br /&gt;But at least i learnt some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Miss koh want me to score distinction. Together with jasper and pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;And if the 3 of us were to score distinction, she'll treat the whole class pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i got another goal to aim for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, was around 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to westmall, cos they wanted to get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to go in the first place, but i don't wanna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pang seh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so i accompanied them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't in a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i was showing my bad mood to my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't want to force a fake smile out.&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring .............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home soon after at around 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fucking put on a show/act for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i got eyes to see, i'm not bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i got ears to hear, i'm not bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm just gonna remain quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you blogging for yourself or for the readers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matchbook Romance is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115866159593815296?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115866159593815296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115866159593815296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115866159593815296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115866159593815296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-dirt.html' title='I am dirt.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115851078728599573</id><published>2006-09-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:38:05.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet.</title><content type='html'>Gees, super tired now.&lt;br /&gt;My comp is screwed again!&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same damn system error again.&lt;br /&gt;The "system32/drive....... " something something.&lt;br /&gt;Can't log on to user.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who knows how to deal or solve this prob please! tell me.&lt;br /&gt;So, screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from uncle david's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;It was chermaine's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Went downtown east ystd at around 5pm plus.&lt;br /&gt;Then, reached thr, had the catering then i was so-called in charge of the bbq section.&lt;br /&gt;I helped bbq the food to at least 40-50 pple.&lt;br /&gt;Together with weiquan and jianping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, i should be going home.&lt;br /&gt;But decided to stay. Didnt bring any clothes or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up at the chalet, watching movies with pj.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, watched 'Over the Hedge' .. ehh, damn cute can!&lt;br /&gt;Then watched, 'Benchwarmers' .. favourite laa, so damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, watched, 'My Super Ex-girlfriend' .. i find it kinda lame thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to have afew hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then proceeded to Escape theme park.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, got too many free tickets.&lt;br /&gt;A total of 16 tickets. And we only used 7 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Only had the time for escape or could have gone to wild wild wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, had dinner then checked out.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home. But i went to peiyu's house first.&lt;br /&gt;Seen peiyu's baby boy, Joshua. Very cute!&lt;br /&gt;And then, i headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron my uniform, bath, unpack till 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;And now, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, throughout the stay at the chalet, i kept picturing me and my classmates at the upcoming class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;I really do hope it'll be memorable.&lt;br /&gt;I hope thr'll be no fights, arguments, conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;But, tht's close to impossible. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, did i mention i just changed my blogskin again?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;K, changed again, cause the previous one, i don't really like laa honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Like, eeeeww laa.&lt;br /&gt;This current one took me lotsa time.&lt;br /&gt;I changed quite a number of things, the image, the colours.&lt;br /&gt;Changed the theme completely.&lt;br /&gt;Found the wallppr myself then insert in.&lt;br /&gt;It's the colours tht made me spend alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;But credits still go to the creator. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghh. Don't feel like schooling tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of releasing of prelims results &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; ......................................&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Whoever is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115851078728599573?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115851078728599573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115851078728599573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115851078728599573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115851078728599573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/chalet.html' title='Chalet.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115830712944057062</id><published>2006-09-15T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:58:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk in the rain.</title><content type='html'>I'm shivering like a stray cat in the rain now.&lt;br /&gt;Like fuck yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, i &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;to walk in the rain alone.&lt;br /&gt;Walk home alone in the rain slowly, letting the raindrops fall on me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i'll get knock down by a car, cause when it rains, it nvr held my head up, i'll be looking at the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i'll get struck by the lightning. A rare death.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows..? Anything can happen in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have not dry myself up. Cause i wanna stay wet and fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;Cause cause........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVERMIND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've officially opened a private blog/diary.&lt;br /&gt;So now, pple won't get hurt or whatever shit laa.&lt;br /&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;From today, not all personal stuffs won't be written here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha  ha  ha, i'm trying so hard to be a happy kid can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Straylight Run is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115830712944057062?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115830712944057062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115830712944057062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115830712944057062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115830712944057062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/walk-in-rain.html' title='Walk in the rain.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115825246040587712</id><published>2006-09-14T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:47:40.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims - Habes!</title><content type='html'>Today, last ppr of prelims!&lt;br /&gt;Last ppr - poa.&lt;br /&gt;Ppr 1, still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ppr 2, not okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ala, don't wanna talk bout prelims anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, after the ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in canteen to don't know do what for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went off to hiking with jm, prit, hy, xq, wn.&lt;br /&gt;Hike at just outside my school, the forest area.&lt;br /&gt;Have been going thr after school to hike, lepak, rest, chat, take photos.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice scenery. Will be trying out more stuffs someday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, jm and prit left.&lt;br /&gt;So left the 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt noe what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out initially.&lt;br /&gt;But all were tired, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;So cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home but hy followed me cos she said she dun wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;And we both kinda feel like going out too.&lt;br /&gt;So discussed and decided to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, shower change and came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;And went off to town.&lt;br /&gt;First thing was hungry. So ate at pastamania in cine.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try the new set meal thing. The silician whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt taste nice to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, shop around.&lt;br /&gt;Then took neoprints again at heeren.&lt;br /&gt;The machine was fun, thr was like, no time limit to let you edit the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I like going to town during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;So empty. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then continued to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;Left the place at around, 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 9.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006160.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prelims, xq high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006172.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for the 2 dudes who took my phone and ran away and hy, i really don't know. Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14-09-2006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All black and white..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you, my guardian angel..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is a sept 15 post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Velvet Revolver is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115825246040587712?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115825246040587712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115825246040587712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115825246040587712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115825246040587712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelims-habes_14.html' title='Prelims - Habes!'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115825245262860445</id><published>2006-09-14T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:47:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims - Habes!</title><content type='html'>Today, last ppr of prelims!&lt;br /&gt;Last ppr - poa.&lt;br /&gt;Ppr 1, still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ppr 2, not okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ala, don't wanna talk bout prelims anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, after the ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in canteen to don't know do what for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went off to hiking with jm, prit, hy, xq, wn.&lt;br /&gt;Hike at just outside my school, the forest area.&lt;br /&gt;Have been going thr after school to hike, lepak, rest, chat, take photos.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice scenery. Will be trying out more stuffs someday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, jm and prit left.&lt;br /&gt;So left the 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt noe what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out initially.&lt;br /&gt;But all were tired, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;So cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home but hy followed me cos she said she dun wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;And we both kinda feel like going out too.&lt;br /&gt;So discussed and decided to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, shower change and came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;And went off to town.&lt;br /&gt;First thing was hungry. So ate at pastamania in cine.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try the new set meal thing. The silician whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt taste nice to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, shop around.&lt;br /&gt;Then took neoprints again at heeren.&lt;br /&gt;The machine was fun, thr was like, no time limit to let you edit the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I like going to town during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;So empty. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then continued to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;Left the place at around, 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 9.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006160.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prelims, xq high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006172.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14092006174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for the 2 dudes who took my phone and ran away and hy, i really don't know. Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/14-09-2006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All black and white..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you, my guardian angel..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is a sept 15 post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Velvet Revolver is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115825245262860445?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115825245262860445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115825245262860445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115825245262860445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115825245262860445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelims-habes.html' title='Prelims - Habes!'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115815784975716056</id><published>2006-09-13T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:30:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress sia.</title><content type='html'>K today had science ppr.&lt;br /&gt;I did my physics ppr seriously. And check and check thru again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, i do the MCQ 4th ques, i lie on the table alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Like fuck sia, it's like i've nvr seen this kind of ques in my life bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Then slept for 10 mins, woke up and proceed to section B.&lt;br /&gt;Same thing. I left the remaining 30mins to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i slept till like so shiok laa. First time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the ppr, was craving for cheeeeese fries.&lt;br /&gt;So went to kfc at westmall together with hy.&lt;br /&gt;Ate then wanted to went home.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk then i heard, "angeline!"&lt;br /&gt;I was like, ehh.. who shout my name?&lt;br /&gt;Then looked infront was finaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to meet her initially outside sch.&lt;br /&gt;But since met her at mrt station alrdy and i had to go out to study.&lt;br /&gt;So just met for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then left.&lt;br /&gt;Funny sia the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Like, we shook hands, chatted and then all of us were like, "k, so what now?"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i left with hy and she left with her fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht straight away rushed home.&lt;br /&gt;Shower change and meet hy.&lt;br /&gt;And then after tht jm came.&lt;br /&gt;And proceeded to jurong library.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell tht library is full of pple.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find a place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;So sat on the ground using the sofa as table.&lt;br /&gt;In the end got chased away by security. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Bukit panjang mac and studied and wait for hy's tution teacher to come.&lt;br /&gt;Study study study all the way sia.&lt;br /&gt;Good tht hy's tutor is thr to teach us. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then left thr at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;And LRT station is freaking dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go bath and study till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Holy urine!&lt;br /&gt;Last ppr for prelims, tahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun is a good band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115815784975716056?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115815784975716056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115815784975716056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115815784975716056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115815784975716056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/stress-sia.html' title='Stress sia.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115806551088610784</id><published>2006-09-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:51:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin.</title><content type='html'>Geee.. new skin.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i noe. This skin is like so, emo.&lt;br /&gt;But no! I'm not a emo kid, lah.&lt;br /&gt;I just find it nice. So yea.&lt;br /&gt;And it kinda has the theme of From First to Last.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of the 'note to self' thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find other nice ones to replace the old one.&lt;br /&gt;Cause apparently, the old one's code got screwed up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so so, this week prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Done with math and geog, left with science and poa.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i keep falling asleep during the 2 pprs.&lt;br /&gt;Esp math, did half way and i was gonna fall asleep. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't in the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had Geography.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. kinda difficult thou. Again, spent too much time on map-reading.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to take the ppr for 1hr30mins then left school. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, had breakfast with hy, jm and prit at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Then, chatted and planned to meet and study later on.&lt;br /&gt;But didn't in the end.&lt;br /&gt;So hy went over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;Use the comp for awhile, then studied.&lt;br /&gt;Tested her on physics while she was using the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after afew hours, she panic. Cause she thinks she won't have enough to finish studying.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing about her, at least she's scared she won't be able to finish.&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing bout me, i'm not even scared and i've not even started studying.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;Relax relax laa.&lt;br /&gt;I'm those kind, "aiyah, haven't finish studying. aiyah, heck laa nvm one laa"&lt;br /&gt;And she's those, "die die! haven't finish studying. die die! how how!?" Then cries"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. So which kind are you..?&lt;br /&gt;Many of my close frens are the same kind as me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa. K, then sort things out.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to her house to study cause she can concentrate better.&lt;br /&gt;My dad drove us thr as he was on the way to somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached then ate then study then she stress then i studied and walk around do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But i did study laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. left at around 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-luck wasn't on my side today.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 173 for around 15-20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Then, waited for 945 for around 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a quick shower.&lt;br /&gt;And poof, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN! Need to burn midnight oil today again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reluctant, lah.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Use For A Name is a good band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115806551088610784?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115806551088610784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115806551088610784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115806551088610784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115806551088610784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115787748851002992</id><published>2006-09-10T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:38:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing dreams.</title><content type='html'>K bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;I should be mugging now instead of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw math prelim pprs lehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims till thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, party a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Next 2 weeks, hardcore revison.&lt;br /&gt;Then the following 3rd week, N lvls.&lt;br /&gt;N lvls till 9 oct.&lt;br /&gt;Then i can party till i drop. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie.&lt;br /&gt;How amazing dreams can get?&lt;br /&gt;I can actually dream of Shan Wee and Tay Ping Hui yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Tht 2 hotties.&lt;br /&gt;They were cashiers in my school selling cds.&lt;br /&gt;And then, i bought The Killers cd.&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was something wrong with the barcode or something and Shan wee attended to me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, my friends left without me.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to walk home alone.&lt;br /&gt;The streets looked like those old english britain road.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa. So, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the phone rings and woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are always always woken up by phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;It was actually hy.&lt;br /&gt;So my mum came to wake me up to answer the call.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i did something embarrasing and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;What i did was, i went to untie my clock which was tied to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Then, thinking tht it was a phone, i wanted to put it close to my ears and talk.&lt;br /&gt;Now, you noe how dreamy and sleepy i was then. Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, then woke up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Received a msg frm hy and then she called.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me out to study. Or rather, to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;So met at batok's mac.&lt;br /&gt;Studied for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then, began to talk, eat and drink. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to study in mac.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, went off to westmall to get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Went home later on as she had tution and i had steamboat-dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates and friends are getting more and more scarier each day.......&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breaking Benjamin is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115787748851002992?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115787748851002992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115787748851002992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115787748851002992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115787748851002992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/amazing-dreams.html' title='Amazing dreams.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115770648156505804</id><published>2006-09-08T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:08:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuking bored.</title><content type='html'>I'm very very very bored.&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is, when i'm bored, i don't feel like studying. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do something productive.&lt;br /&gt;But gave up half way thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can die from stress laa.&lt;br /&gt;I studied for SS alrdy wanna die. (don't talk about ss, only makes my blood boil)&lt;br /&gt;How am i gonna continue study for the rest..?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still left with, math, physics, chem, poa, eng, geog.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.. can die.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims next week.&lt;br /&gt;2 week after prelims will be actual N lvls.&lt;br /&gt;So fast so fast. We've got no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought thru lotsa things.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying real hard to be &lt;em&gt;friendlier&lt;/em&gt; laa can.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm unhappy at certain things, i'll just smile.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really like when pple starts to question my certainty.&lt;br /&gt;Although although...................... urgh, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really funny&amp;amazing how pple speaks singlish-ly.&lt;br /&gt;I myself speak singlish-ly, i admit.&lt;br /&gt;Like, "ehhh.. i wanna ah-choo alrdy ah."&lt;br /&gt;Then, i think about it, does 'ah-choo' actually makes any sense? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself a wake up call last week.&lt;br /&gt;And i mustn't fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;Hence, i'm gonna promise myself to practice math and study geog today till at least 3am.&lt;br /&gt;It's a promise for myself.&lt;br /&gt;K pple, mug!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao, this post is superb boring.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tahan laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't like combing my hair after bathing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So so so, random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deftones is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115770648156505804?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115770648156505804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115770648156505804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115770648156505804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115770648156505804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/fcuking-bored.html' title='Fcuking bored.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115755799617745583</id><published>2006-09-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:53:16.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahahhaha.</title><content type='html'>I feel kinda high just now......&lt;br /&gt;It's the coughing syrup and panadol extra tht made me like tht.&lt;br /&gt;I;'m trying real hard to type properly now seh.&lt;br /&gt;Bloddy hell the coughing syrup super reactive.&lt;br /&gt;Just 15 mins, it made me drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, tried lying on the sofa hoping the drowsy-ness will go away.&lt;br /&gt;But, didnt.&lt;br /&gt;So i tried sitting upright.&lt;br /&gt;Still, diddnt help.&lt;br /&gt;Then stood up, i feel like, i'm very tall very. Then i feel like i'm floating.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to the samll sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Lied down, with my head near the ground and my feet in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Tjen i try walking straight. But i walked like acrab instead seh. Like dancing also.&lt;br /&gt;But funny thing is i can still remb wad i did and i'm still concsious.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.,, i'm still mentally-stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i noe why tsuhaw says, coughing syrup and panadol will make one high.&lt;br /&gt;But my motive wasnt to get high.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to cure my cough laa, hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little man the movie is lame.&lt;br /&gt;I rate it like only 1.5/5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru i was like aiyah boring laa i dont wish to noe the ending.&lt;br /&gt;I seldom have this kind of comments laa actually.&lt;br /&gt;It's way lousier than white chicks.&lt;br /&gt;White chicks is one of the funniest movie i watched.&lt;br /&gt;Okay just now watched little man with hy after poa remedial.&lt;br /&gt;Was late for the remedial for almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Can't get up bcos of my bloody headache.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i went to poa remedial to sleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to jot down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thought about some stuffs while bathing jus now.&lt;br /&gt;So, from today onwards, i wanna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna dwell on those problems anymore laa.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bring a smile out to school or anywhr else.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be myself laa can.&lt;br /&gt;Hy said something tht kinda made me thought thru.&lt;br /&gt;She said, i became unfriendly.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmkayy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like evrybody thinks and knows tht i'm playful.&lt;br /&gt;Even mdm chan noes, miss siew noes, mrs tai noes, miss toh noes, my frens noes, my family noes... aiyah everybody laa.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm chan said, i'm those who will enjoy poly life.&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna burp but the air just wont come out.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling not good sehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Cutthroat Kiss is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115755799617745583?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115755799617745583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115755799617745583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115755799617745583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115755799617745583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahahhaha.html' title='Ahahhaha.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115735559765992330</id><published>2006-09-04T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:39:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 100th post.</title><content type='html'>...and still going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody cough.&lt;br /&gt;Made me can't my papers with comfort just now.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;Make me almost spilled my vomit on kimchuan's head.&lt;br /&gt;Blardy vomit.&lt;br /&gt;If i didnt cover my mouth and tahan and swallow, kimchuan's head will be covered by my slimmy&amp;yummy phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;I tahan cos it's in the middle of a major exam, i dont wanna disturb others.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the examination hall to smell.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want heads turning to me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to stop doing my ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;Make me irritate and disturb the pple seating around me.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise to all!&lt;br /&gt;Cos i can't stop coughing just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cough hasn't been good.&lt;br /&gt;Seen blood in my phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;Having sleepless nights, cos i spend my sleep coughing.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i cough, i feel like i'm having asthma.&lt;br /&gt;I finished the bottle of coughing syrup but i see no improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to bring a bucket with me tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;In case i really puke.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;Heck laa.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even care alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had MT ppr 1 and 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. i find it average laa thou i didnt study for it at all.&lt;br /&gt;And even thou i didnt study, i noe how to do, amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;We discussed the ppr after tht.&lt;br /&gt;And i found out, those who studied didnt noe how to do the sentence formation thingy, while on the other hand, those who didnt study, like me, noe how to do.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Hopefully, i can get a pass laa. Please..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then after the ppr, went off to have lunch with, Jianming, Jasper, Jiekai, Ben, Tsuhaw and then after tht, Xiaoqing and Weina came.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home.&lt;br /&gt;What a boring day laa can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study SS again ltr.&lt;br /&gt;On sat, studied till 5am.&lt;br /&gt;Then, woke up at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to nescafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crossfade is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115735559765992330?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115735559765992330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115735559765992330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115735559765992330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115735559765992330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/100th-post.html' title='The 100th post.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115722357735827645</id><published>2006-09-03T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:59:37.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at N lvls.</title><content type='html'>I'm really starting to panic and get worried.&lt;br /&gt;Like, shit. There's insufficient time left.&lt;br /&gt;Really reallly realllyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Thts the reason why i've been blogging at these time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking and strategising alot just now.&lt;br /&gt;For my N lvls, i won't be depending on mother tounge and science.&lt;br /&gt;Those are my weakest.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i'm really gonna focus alot on math, poa and english.&lt;br /&gt;Math and poa, i've booked Elton to be my tutor.&lt;br /&gt;Humanities, i'm gonna try my best.&lt;br /&gt;I count and count and count and try to estimate the score i'm gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;I was acting like one nutcase just now.&lt;br /&gt;Walking round and round my room, pulling my shirt, talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised, i did those things.&lt;br /&gt;And when i sat down, i trembled.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i noe fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My expectations are way low.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna promote to sec 5.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's my parents expectations too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if i were to promote to sec 5.. i can get a Mp3 player, a adidas watch, a new bag and my dad's laptop. Those are what my parents promised me.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, pride.&lt;br /&gt;Now, you noe how low my standard is and how much motivation they need to give me.&lt;br /&gt;So, why not work for it..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies.....&lt;br /&gt;6 chaps to study.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna focus on 4 chaps.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about strategising.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;But, i still haven't finish tht 4 chaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving myself this wake-up call.&lt;br /&gt;And to those pple out thr, Wake-Up.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I rather suffer and tahan now for these few weeks than to suffer in the future for years.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i sound like miss toh now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But see, study and mug for now, when N lvls finish, i can party till i drop.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.. no laa, i'm not tht havoc.&lt;br /&gt;So yea so yea.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm going off to study Social studies.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, till 4.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black Light Burns is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115722357735827645?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115722357735827645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115722357735827645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115722357735827645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115722357735827645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/panic-at-n-lvls.html' title='Panic! at N lvls.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115713655290773754</id><published>2006-09-02T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:53:10.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the responses i get is like........... nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;It's not tht i want pple to care about me.&lt;br /&gt;But..........................&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;No one will understand.&lt;br /&gt;The things i see, the things i've been through makes me realised alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't pay to be kind to certain pple. Tht's one point.&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around. Tht's another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in a family by which, my mum hates talking to me and my mum loves talking to my 2nd sis.&lt;br /&gt;I see all these happening all the time. I'll look at them and ponder, am i their child..?&lt;br /&gt;In this world, nobody understands me.&lt;br /&gt;Let aside, besties.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be like, 'aiyah, dun think so much laa, it's nothing."&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean by nothing..?&lt;br /&gt;Cause, they don't know what's happening and they couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, they've got other pple they want to care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point of time, i wonder like, do i even exist?&lt;br /&gt;Like, nobody cares about my existance. At all.&lt;br /&gt;Now, pple will be like, "okay, here she goes again.."&lt;br /&gt;Ya, here i go again. I hate to do this.&lt;br /&gt;But when will this stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things in life.&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends and god.&lt;br /&gt;3 of the most important things in life i guess.&lt;br /&gt;But who's actually listening to me or my craps?&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard explains.&lt;br /&gt;Who actually cares?&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard explains.&lt;br /&gt;Who really cares about you?&lt;br /&gt;The phone. (sms/call) or talking to you in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really feel like having someone to spill everything out tht is in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, but who..?&lt;br /&gt;If anyone volunteered, he/she will be very appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it's hard laa.&lt;br /&gt;Even the closest ones are doing these to me.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me, xq, wn, hy?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to club 9?&lt;br /&gt;Everything i love is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;I mean just look at my posts.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i'm happy and high.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i'm sad and depressed like what.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's what i call, life.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta face it.&lt;br /&gt;And why in the hell am i blogging at this time..?&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be sleeping/studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like, i don't even exist..........................&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i gotta move on.................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys Night Out is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115713655290773754?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115713655290773754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115713655290773754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115713655290773754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115713655290773754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/again.html' title='Again.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115704592597967269</id><published>2006-09-01T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:38:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy teachers' day.</title><content type='html'>Aiggghtt back to update.&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;With, school. Yea, mainly school i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Have been attending the night studies.&lt;br /&gt;And today is the last day. Like, so sad laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so today is teachers' day.&lt;br /&gt;And i didnt bought anything for the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Majority didnt buy anything for the teachers in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. And they still want 'gratitude' so much.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' day celebration was not bad laa this yr.&lt;br /&gt;The first performace was good, by ati's grp.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of remix.&lt;br /&gt;But the next performance was eh eh eh eh eh eh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the performance, rushed to westmall with hy.&lt;br /&gt;She had to get her chinese dictionary cos monday is mt ppr 1.&lt;br /&gt;And she lost hers, so she need to get one and get it approval chop frm school.&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht went over to my pri school. - St Anthony's Pri Sch.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee..!&lt;br /&gt;Hy accompanied me back cos she's not going back to her's.&lt;br /&gt;This year alot of my ex-pri sch mates.&lt;br /&gt;Like, half a class laa.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;Like, wenhui -omg she look like tanya chua.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, chaohao -omg he's so damn tall and huge and very socialable.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, steph- still as pretty as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, jeremy- grown taller.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, hilary- still as cute as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, nicholas- changed and became hotter. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, fabian- not much changes.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, terence&amp;weixiong- still about the same.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, amanda- still like playful playful and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, cindy- still as pretty as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, mingkuan- dressed like emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, weida- still look the same but taller.&lt;br /&gt;Saw, dunno who else laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pri sch kids damn cute can.&lt;br /&gt;Me and hy walked past a class.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were looking in and all of a sudden the kids were jumping around and waving to us shouting, "hello hello!"&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i felt like a rockstar. \m/ yeah baybehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa, so cute laaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sat at the bench near the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;A girl kept smiling at me when she walked past, so i just waved.&lt;br /&gt;And she waved back. Like i know her.&lt;br /&gt;Cute la!&lt;br /&gt;Then she walked back she still smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;So i chatted with her for awhile laa. Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and hy sat thr observing the pri sch kids.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why they like to run so much ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Practically every kid is running.&lt;br /&gt;Esp tht, Shane Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, he's nadia's cousin i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went off.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all of my frens.&lt;br /&gt;Cos hy thr mah, cant possibly leave her alone and talk to my frens.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, i aint tht close to them.&lt;br /&gt;I have low self-esteem. Tht explains.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not socialable. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;Felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;But i know even if i join them, i wont be myself, just be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then receieved a call frm elton.&lt;br /&gt;He said roy sad, so me and hy went back school.&lt;br /&gt;Then let hy talk to him and let them spend time also laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then i walked around the school, nice feeling, cos not a single soul is around.&lt;br /&gt;And decided to go find mdm chan at the ava room.&lt;br /&gt;So asked her ques and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed hy's ipod and listen.&lt;br /&gt;Listened and i fell in love with Underoath.&lt;br /&gt;I like how they each played their instruments.&lt;br /&gt;They sound different frm other bands.&lt;br /&gt;I like. Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as i listened, i looked around.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody around me are couples seh.&lt;br /&gt;Only me lonely at one corner like fuck sia.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i dun wanna interrput hy and roy's convo laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then i began to think deep again.&lt;br /&gt;Was in deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Think think think.&lt;br /&gt;For around an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then roy left, and hy came to find me.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to buy some drinks and headed back to night studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started to become mabok.&lt;br /&gt;By repeating, "excuse me, the gym is not open"&lt;br /&gt;Hy like irritated alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;The rest thinks i'm a nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever they say i'm a nutcase right, i like it sia.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Not attention seeker. Just trying to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;From tht onwards, i was behaving like dunno what laa.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even understand how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even understand why i did those things.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Played metos plus coke again.&lt;br /&gt;But moving to the next lvl.&lt;br /&gt;The rocket.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to some carpark with, Hy, Jm, Pritpal, Roy, Afiq, Firman and after tht Noriza came.&lt;br /&gt;Suceeded only like half laa.&lt;br /&gt;We spent like over $30++ on everthing sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then...............................&lt;br /&gt;I lazt to blog alrdt laa.&lt;br /&gt;Tired alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;It's a long post yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vendetta Red is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115704592597967269?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115704592597967269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115704592597967269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115704592597967269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115704592597967269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy teachers&apos; day.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115677972192009733</id><published>2006-08-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:47:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm timid.</title><content type='html'>I'll just start a normal post for today.&lt;br /&gt;K, morning.&lt;br /&gt;Was almost almost late.&lt;br /&gt;Was striked with combo again.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late, had tummy-ache, bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. When will my stomach stop giving me probs every morning..!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, just in time.&lt;br /&gt;So told hy a quarter of my unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;Then had some misunderstandings so didnt talk till like the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, we chatted and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna try how my classmates blog, every lesson. Today, i'll try.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;First, 3 periods of geog.&lt;br /&gt;Miss siew gave out a stack of notes.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. then..?&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. do map reading, which i certainly hate.&lt;br /&gt;Asked around for help. And still, i'm unsure bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then, it was english.&lt;br /&gt;First period, talked about the compre passage.&lt;br /&gt;Then we came to this word "dictatorship" and bcos of this word it lead to topics like:&lt;br /&gt;The british royal family.&lt;br /&gt;Prince charles, princess diana... etc.&lt;br /&gt;Salary. Money. Life &amp;amp; death. Retirement. Family. Chinese. China. Paris. Food, cheese... etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Like................... woah, and it took Miss Toh an hour to touch on tht.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, amazing.. but i prefer her talking about hard facts of life rather than lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, she has experienced what we are about to face in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Miss Toh has the same belief as me.&lt;br /&gt;Which is, we believe in retribution.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i do, certainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. Was more like playing hide and seek with mdm khong sia.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime like tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was physics.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. boring shit.&lt;br /&gt;Was doing the 10 yr-series again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was mother tounge.&lt;br /&gt;Got back my Prelim ppr.&lt;br /&gt;And friggin' hell! I passed my overall sehhh.&lt;br /&gt;I passed ppr 1 but failed ppr 2.&lt;br /&gt;But overall i had a marginal pass.&lt;br /&gt;And ehhh, i didnt study for it.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like luck was on my side.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. K, i better not be complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was poa.&lt;br /&gt;What did i do during poa?&lt;br /&gt;No idea..&lt;br /&gt;Poa lessons always pass so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to ava room to get back Social Studies ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Only SBQ, i scored 11/25.&lt;br /&gt;How bad. Passing social studies is gonna be like................... poof.&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are lying on SEQ now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, talked to Mr Bangbang.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home.&lt;br /&gt;Initially was with prit and jm.&lt;br /&gt;Then, kinda quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;Jm asked me to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;So, i did.&lt;br /&gt;And was pissed at them.&lt;br /&gt;They went the other way, i went the other way.&lt;br /&gt;They actually think i'll go back to find them, but no, i didnt i went straight home.&lt;br /&gt;When i was a stone's throw away frm my home, prit ran over and asked me back.&lt;br /&gt;He said please, please, and apologised.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i didnt went back.&lt;br /&gt;Like, ehhh.. you asked me to fuck off loh.&lt;br /&gt;Why shld i go back? No way man.&lt;br /&gt;K laa, now i'm cool alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back sch again.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 4.30pm cos hy said she wants to have dinner at westmall.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;But................................. tht scene wasn't nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. Nobody will understand.&lt;br /&gt;It was then, i settled things out with hy.&lt;br /&gt;At the kopitiam? lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Argued, understood, explained, clarify.... bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Then, shook hands and everything is settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm willing to get along, but does the other party willing to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after tht, headed to westmall to have mos burger.&lt;br /&gt;Ate exactly of what we had the other day at bugis' mos. Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, reached school.&lt;br /&gt;Elton and gang came over.&lt;br /&gt;Settled down and did our work.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they started talking about ghost story.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone shared what they've experienced. Including me.&lt;br /&gt;Then......... they told me something tht really made me trembled.&lt;br /&gt;Until now............&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever In Fall is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115677972192009733?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115677972192009733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115677972192009733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115677972192009733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115677972192009733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-timid.html' title='I&apos;m timid.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115657096307143872</id><published>2006-08-26T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:49:58.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisive..? I guess so.</title><content type='html'>My life is seriously all messed up.&lt;br /&gt;School, family, friends and whatever shit laa.&lt;br /&gt;My mood is definitely not good now.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever bastards or bitches tht offend me now, don't blame me for being nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, as if anyone is actually afraid of me.&lt;br /&gt;The wimpy past of me landed me in this state.&lt;br /&gt;To them, i'm just a dust, as easy to be blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knn.&lt;br /&gt;I do this, you cry, you say i don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Who's the one behind all these, ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;As if you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Then i do that, you cry, bcos somebody behind is complaining.&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me now, what in the fuck do you want me to do..?&lt;br /&gt;I won't tolerate any longer laa.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fucking say i never understand you.&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;And you still continue to say i never understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, do whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be a control freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is being obvious, cos you noe what? I want you to noe.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be wimp to be keep it all to myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to talk to about you.&lt;br /&gt;Who to?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody would ever listen laa.&lt;br /&gt;So, i talk to myself like a nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;Nutcase..? Let it be then. I don't have the time to give it a damn.&lt;br /&gt;It's all freedom of speech.&lt;br /&gt;Scold me, hate me, badmouth me..&lt;br /&gt;Cb.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather concentrate on studies now than worrying for other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever you want. I let you have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;But don't you ever cry and complain to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Go and be with whoever you want.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, i'm a ****** what.&lt;br /&gt;* ***** ** *** **** ** *** **** ***** ******** ****.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, some words better left unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;I understood you, i let you do whatever you want, but in the end, what in the hell have i got back?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but worst.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, you understand me bfore?&lt;br /&gt;And don't fucking ask me to put myself in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i've fucking placed myself in your shoes bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhh.. i have had enough laa.&lt;br /&gt;So monday in school, i'll be a different person.&lt;br /&gt;Not to everyone. But to one or two.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's the time to let me do what i want.&lt;br /&gt;I am still deciding whether i shld do&lt;em&gt; that &lt;/em&gt;to you.&lt;br /&gt;But, it'll definitely be my last resort. I don't wanna do it.&lt;br /&gt;But i feel like, i'm being forced to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i bet someone will be darn happy after reading this right.&lt;br /&gt;Like, duh.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i let you, you and you have the so-called happiness loh.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will someone please help me?&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to talk to, whoever will lend me their ear..?&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the pple whom i could talk to last time.&lt;br /&gt;They've been missing in action.&lt;br /&gt;Pple like, Jerome - my bro. Luther. Muhd.&lt;br /&gt;All of em seem to be missing in action.&lt;br /&gt;Some are busy with their own life.&lt;br /&gt;So yea. Tht's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one understands all the above. Only, one.&lt;br /&gt;This post is only meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has been my habit to vent my anger/sadness/happiness on my blog alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking for alot, i just need someone,something to tell what i'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sounds is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115657096307143872?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115657096307143872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115657096307143872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115657096307143872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115657096307143872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/indecisive-i-guess-so.html' title='Indecisive..? I guess so.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115632264469844535</id><published>2006-08-23T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:44:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are getting weird.</title><content type='html'>At the age of 13, parents sent me to this place.&lt;br /&gt;The place looks like a jail, it's all fenced up.&lt;br /&gt;First day, i ask myself, "why is everybody wearing the exact same shirt and skirt as me..?"&lt;br /&gt;I began to throw tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted, "ehh.. you damn posuer, why must you buy the same shirt and skirt as me..!?&lt;br /&gt;And some pple starts to wear the same shoes like mine. Same colour somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. tht's actually, crap. But go think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea yea. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, today, i tried diet coke plus mentos.&lt;br /&gt;The outcome was, nothing much, kinda boring and different frm what i saw frm on youtube and pple's comments.&lt;br /&gt;So, ltr, i'm going to try again. Twist and turn abit. See if it'll suceed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try until i see water fountain. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Experimental sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tsuhaw teach me, eat panadol then drink redbull. Then, i'll be mabok.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh.. tht sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try.. someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K now, going off for night studies.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try the experiment later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morningwood is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115632264469844535?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115632264469844535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115632264469844535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115632264469844535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115632264469844535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-are-getting-weird.html' title='Things are getting weird.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115623657645276257</id><published>2006-08-22T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:49:36.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not dead, yet.</title><content type='html'>Back back back.&lt;br /&gt;So hmm.. whr shld i start first.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just random, not in order laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week had 3 prelim pprs.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was mother tounge and omg it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;K, the day bfore on sunday was sick.&lt;br /&gt;After my bath, i felt bodyache then my feet went cold and headache.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when these symptoms come, i noe i'll be getting fever.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't fell sick for quite some time, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;No appetite for dinner, so lie on the sofa, slowly i began to heat up and the headache, wahlaoeh, fell like just firing a shot into my brain to kill the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's the worst headache ever to happen to me. Cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;I began to pull my hair and strain.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to take panadol bfore i go to bed. And fuck, didnt study for mother tounge ppr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept, for an hour and was woken up by my headache again. Was sweating so damn much even with the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;Continued my sleep for an hour, then woke up again, by my headache. Cannot tahan and started to pull my hair like those siaocharbo.&lt;br /&gt;Flip and turn couldn't sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up every hour.&lt;br /&gt;I have this brain-automatic-1 hour-alarm clock system.&lt;br /&gt;This happened not just once, but multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake up in the middle of the night every hour.&lt;br /&gt;Exactly exactly, precisely, one hour, the first time, i freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;But now, i'm kinda used to it. So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;So didnt sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, felt so weak, hands cold, blablablablablaaaaa. &amp; took a panadol.&lt;br /&gt;Then, reached school, bfore the ppr starts took another one.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no effect cos my headache was still thr.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the ppr, took another one.&lt;br /&gt;See, i was dying to kill the pain.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, whr did i go..?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i forgot, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. i remb.&lt;br /&gt;I went to find mdm chan, ya. Cos i had social studies ppr today.&lt;br /&gt;So approached her to gather some notes.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. then after lunch, i took another panadol.&lt;br /&gt;By then, i was dizzy alrdy and i felt efficiency. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to school to study with jm, hy and prit.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till 9pm in school, attended the night classes.&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone's feeling the pressure now. No more fun, kukus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after tht.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and continued with ss.&lt;br /&gt;At around 1 am, &lt;em&gt;Suddenly &lt;/em&gt;my eyebags began to swell. For god knows reason.&lt;br /&gt;I shld have taken a pic of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;It looked like i was kena punched for over a hundred times or looked like as if i cried non stop for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously gross. Imagine, a lump of whatever was in your eyebag.&lt;br /&gt;And it happened to both my eyes. Picture it, pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;Studied till 3am. Then, i got this feeling. Not good. Like, uneasy laa.&lt;br /&gt;So stopped, i looked at the clock, 3am. Doddles. I ponder.&lt;br /&gt;I risked on social studies.&lt;br /&gt;Out of 4 chapters, i studied only 2.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, since SBQ - 1 ques. Let's take it tht, out of the 2 i studied, 1 of them will come out for SBQ.&lt;br /&gt;Then surely, the other one i studied will come out for SEQ what.&lt;br /&gt;This is, Strategy. K laa, what onlyyy. This is called Common Sense. Hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, things turned out just like what i've strategised.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao. (&lt;em&gt;Le' mao).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ppr, went over to mac with hy.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for xq and wn to come.&lt;br /&gt;And hell ya, i enjoyed the chats so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we haven't had those chats for a damn long time, after many things tht have happened.&lt;br /&gt;Good chats meant, first, you find one topic.&lt;br /&gt;After the topic is done, we'll definitely have another one to cont.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be endless.&lt;br /&gt;Perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flee The Sun is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115623657645276257?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115623657645276257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115623657645276257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115623657645276257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115623657645276257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-dead-yet.html' title='Not dead, yet.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115583242074538671</id><published>2006-08-18T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:33:40.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry..!</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeeee.. i just finished studying chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i must say, this is the first time in my sec life history to study for chemistry seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And i must admit, every since sec 3 till now, i think i've only passed 1 or 2 pprs.&lt;br /&gt;And my pass is like, 25.5/50..?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Jialat jialat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K laa, at least now i made the effort to study for chem.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should wear red undies tmrw. It'll bring me luck, rrrrrright..?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juliette and The Licks is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115583242074538671?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115583242074538671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115583242074538671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115583242074538671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115583242074538671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/chemistry.html' title='Chemistry..!'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115572196474752581</id><published>2006-08-16T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:52:44.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get along, can?</title><content type='html'>Why can't pple just fucking get along with each other?&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of having conflicts?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't pple just say, "okay, we're quits." and then continue with a handshake or a hug(better).&lt;br /&gt;And then, everybody will be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Be it classmates or friends.&lt;br /&gt;Really sick and tired of seeing pple not getting along.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in class.&lt;br /&gt;Urgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, a friend more means an enemy less rrrright.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the point of having conflicts, it's pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate &lt;strong&gt;arrogant&lt;/strong&gt; pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Junior Varsity is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115572196474752581?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115572196474752581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115572196474752581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115572196474752581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115572196474752581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-along-can.html' title='Get along, can?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115546350197441852</id><published>2006-08-13T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:05:01.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realised.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i realised, i'm kinda demanding and selfish and petty.&lt;br /&gt;But i bet every soul on this earth has a lil' bit of this and that.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least i realised i have those bad points.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, nobody is perfect, everybody have flaws.&lt;br /&gt;At least i dare to admit, unlike some bitches/bastards who kept denying.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like living in self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i would like to phrase, "Even the most perfect are nothing but sinners.."&lt;br /&gt;I got thise phrase frm a church-guy. He was distributing this ppr-note in town.&lt;br /&gt;I took, and he said, "Study hard, girl.."&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i felt...................................................&lt;br /&gt;Then i read and read the note he gave me again and again.&lt;br /&gt;It's a story, by Harold Brenneman. Okay, i dont know who he is.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a motivational story.&lt;br /&gt;About jesus and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"REMEMBER, good works done by Christ-rejectors and hypocrites are dead works in the eyes of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;System Of A Down is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115546350197441852?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115546350197441852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115546350197441852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115546350197441852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115546350197441852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/realised.html' title='Realised.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115528603560419789</id><published>2006-08-11T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:47:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is for you. Yeah, you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do as I say not as I do because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shit so deep you can't run away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beg to differ on the contrary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I agree with every word that you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talk is cheap and lies are expensive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wallet's fat and so is my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hit and run and then I'll hit you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standards set and broken all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to the old state again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going all tipsy and torvy alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;The above may sound familar laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Fast As is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115528603560419789?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115528603560419789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115528603560419789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115528603560419789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115528603560419789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/out-of-point.html' title='Out of point.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115514532844768750</id><published>2006-08-10T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:42:08.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day eve.</title><content type='html'>I'm late to update this post. But late is better than nvr laa.&lt;br /&gt;Alrrrrrrrightyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the national day eve:&lt;br /&gt;Celebration in sch was kinda diff this year.&lt;br /&gt;It was celebrated at Botanical gardens, yea.&lt;br /&gt;And then. We were assigned to do some retarded quizs.&lt;br /&gt;Which i actually did. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..took pics thruout.&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to the big field, to have picnic.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Had food cooked by peiling's mum, snacks, music, class photos.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;It was all nice laa.&lt;br /&gt;But everything ended shortly.&lt;br /&gt;Took the coach and headed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, hy had some probs with her guy.&lt;br /&gt;Idk the reason cos she didnt tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Bfore tht, we had plans to go Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Then i waited for her to settle her things.&lt;br /&gt;Waited and waited.............................................&lt;br /&gt;Then she insists on going to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;I had the responsibility to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;So, we shopped around. And took neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. k la, our motive was to go bugis to take neoprint laa.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we have been having the urge to take neoprint even days bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. And i noe, cheering hy up is easy.&lt;br /&gt;I noe diff ways to cheer her up. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmkay, then.&lt;br /&gt;While taking the neoprints, some primary sch-bitches keep opening the curtain to peep at wad we were doing inside the machine laa.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh.. i was fed up can?&lt;br /&gt;Then i ask hy shout. She shout, "eh..!"&lt;br /&gt;But they freaking do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Then laughed laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;So it was about time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after tht.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted on the train alot.&lt;br /&gt;Had those casual chats like, "if u could take something frm my body, wad wuld u take?"&lt;br /&gt;Hy's answer: Your eyes. (hahaa, hy wants my eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;My answer: Your dimples. (k la, hy's dimples are a die-for.)&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, hy said something tht kinda surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "hey angeline, thanks for brightening my day up.."&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwww  :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's my honour and pleasure to do so laa.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, if any of my other frens were to be feeling down, i would do wad i can to cheer em up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, after tht, rushed home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a quick bath, changed and rushed to meet my sis at town.&lt;br /&gt;Was very late.&lt;br /&gt;Then shopped around at wisma, taka and far east.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a black Fox's polo top.&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to far east and bought another top. Stripes. With designs on it.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw this necklace at this particular shop.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn cute and hot can?&lt;br /&gt;It's something like bear-brick, but it's gold and it's a necklace. Tht costs $34.90.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;They got other designs like, crown, skulls.. etc. All designs were hot.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to save some money. Wheeeeee..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny part.&lt;br /&gt;While walking over to Forever 21, thr was this 2 person walking infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;Very tall, very fair and have very long hair.&lt;br /&gt;So, out of curiousity, i purposely walked past them to see their gender.&lt;br /&gt;They were actually ladies!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa, cos frm behind, they looked like transvesitites, alot.&lt;br /&gt;Like those from thailand. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;They are seriously very big sized and tall.&lt;br /&gt;But no, they dont look like models, cos they're plump.&lt;br /&gt;And then funny thing was the passers-by.&lt;br /&gt;Thr was this malay guy who walked past them and he was like (tap fren's arm) and point at the 2 girls "ehhhh.. woah!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaha. So damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;And not only tht, many many many passers-by turned and kept looking at the both of them, like some kind of freaks.&lt;br /&gt;So damn hilarious man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, national day.&lt;br /&gt;Plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am and took a nap at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;You can call me a pig now. Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then woke up at 4pm to get ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the airport to fetch my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the ndp parade.&lt;br /&gt;But gained something.&lt;br /&gt;Was on the way back on the train, then was at kallang.&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;Just nice, we saw the fireworks. Lasted for less than a min, but it was nice laa.&lt;br /&gt;K, then reached home, watched tv and then i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/08-08-06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caption for the blue one: *tiak tiak*. okay, nobody understands xcept for me and hy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/08-08-062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000745.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and hy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000750.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, sharifah and nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest are with hy.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see the class photos thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw is a school holiday, and i'm going to rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.37am now. And it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, goodnight/goodmorning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucky For Nothing is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115514532844768750?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115514532844768750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115514532844768750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115514532844768750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115514532844768750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-eve.html' title='National day eve.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115494813809452245</id><published>2006-08-07T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:55:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New mood.</title><content type='html'>I got a new mood for myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's the - Mabok mood.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm in the mabok mood, i do things unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;Haaahaa, i'll chrip like a crow. Ehh.. i can do it really well. Lol, tht isnt something to be proud at, i noe. Hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;And many many......................................................&lt;br /&gt;But, my mood swings very very fast and easily :(&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, me and hy created a personal diary.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. more of like a chat book plus personal diary laa.&lt;br /&gt;She sits beside me. So having a chat book is the best laa.&lt;br /&gt;The book is very very personal i must say. Everything is in it..............&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so, hy told me something she dislike today. And ya, i must think thru it laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then recess, jm and pritpal snatched the diary frm me and wanted to read it, ran and chase for it, and i was making myself a fool.&lt;br /&gt;I screamed, i can't afford to let em read it laa.&lt;br /&gt;Then hy saw, screamed at them, she was bloody pissed laa i must say.&lt;br /&gt;While i was chilling her down.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh.. yadaaa yadaaa badaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. tmrw is gonna be a half day.&lt;br /&gt;Will be spending our national day at the Botanic Garden?&lt;br /&gt;Idk who came up with this idea laa, whole of sec 4na will be going thr.&lt;br /&gt;For picnic. Lame, i noe. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be looking forward to fun.&lt;br /&gt;Do do do da da daaa daaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh..&lt;br /&gt;I like to eat my jellies frozen.&lt;br /&gt;This is very the random riggggght?&lt;br /&gt;K, i'm speaking to myself can?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. wait, who am i telling tht i'm speaking to myself?&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i don't understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, k k k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Is Me Smiling is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115494813809452245?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115494813809452245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115494813809452245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115494813809452245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115494813809452245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-mood.html' title='New mood.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115476859094856069</id><published>2006-08-05T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:06:48.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired.</title><content type='html'>Be it physically or mentally.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired to think anymore, mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thigh muscles are aching badly, i cant even walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;This happens everytime when i stop excercising for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;So, on friday, ystd, i don't know why i ran so much.&lt;br /&gt;Played catching with jm, hy and pritpal. It's more like running 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;Idk how the game started, we just played catching.&lt;br /&gt;For god knows reason.&lt;br /&gt;And i chased pritpal like one mad woman, while he is only jogging.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine how long his legs are.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i ran at my fastest speed and he was like, jogging. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but it was fun laa, it was like back to my pri sch days.&lt;br /&gt;So, memorable..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then afterschool.&lt;br /&gt;We played with water.&lt;br /&gt;They were waiting for me to pack my bag and i always pack my bag very slowly in order to make it organised and neat.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i was slow then jm and pritpal cannot tahan, so they disturbed me, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then, idk why i was like in a mabok-state. So i just spilled water on pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;And tht's how the water-fight started.&lt;br /&gt;Friggin pritpal took 2 bottles and sprayed me.&lt;br /&gt;Really fed up. But fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;So i was like, half drenched.&lt;br /&gt;I retaliate, but they dont seem wet at all.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet aunty scolded us. For making the classroom and toilet wet.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. she said she's going to report to dm/om?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.. heck laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to alif with jm and pritpal to meet jasper, jiekai, tsuhaw for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We were very late.&lt;br /&gt;And i was the only girl thr, felt very awkward.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, they're like my bros.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i promised jm i wuld go if he help me to get pritpal drenched.&lt;br /&gt;So, i have to go, or else i wuld have gone home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i have to find a new close girl-friend.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, 2 of my close frens arent as free as bfore.&lt;br /&gt;Due to some probs. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;If not my days will only be spent with boys.&lt;br /&gt;I dun want it tht way. Cos some pple will start some stupid comments bout me.&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time now, i'm with jm and pritpal.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, tht explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are getting lonlier. Both in sch or home.&lt;br /&gt;Mum says, in a few yrs time, she'll most prolly be going to msia to stay with my dad, leaving the house with me and both my sis.&lt;br /&gt;Then eldest sis works, second sis studies.&lt;br /&gt;Practically, the home will be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Halifax is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115476859094856069?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115476859094856069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115476859094856069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115476859094856069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115476859094856069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115451312270670723</id><published>2006-08-02T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:07:40.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>Had photo taking ystd.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, miss toh just likes to spoil our mood.&lt;br /&gt;This year's photo taking sucks. It's not even the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;7 weren't in the photo. It's not even a &lt;em&gt;class&lt;/em&gt; photo.&lt;br /&gt;Then, dunno wad got into miss siew, she just walked into the class and yelled, 'all stand!'. WHILE we were having out mock ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Then she caught the guys with long hair/fringes.&lt;br /&gt;Then asked them to cut. Shout here shout thr WHILE we are having our mock ppr.&lt;br /&gt;And she still can actually laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.. teachers these day are just so.................!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anway, the background sucks.&lt;br /&gt;It was taken at the parade sq.&lt;br /&gt;As the yr goes by, the background is getting worst and worst.&lt;br /&gt;First yr was hall, not so bad. Then it was the gym - omg. And now, the parade sq.&lt;br /&gt;Then next yr wad? Backfround forest? It might be possible since hilly likes tress so much.&lt;br /&gt;Even the sch song is about 'the process of planting a tree'.&lt;br /&gt;First, the seeds are sown, then we shower them with tender care to withstand the test of time and weather...!?&lt;br /&gt;Lol lol lolly.&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhhhhhhhhhhhh k, i better shut up or i'm gonna get withdrawn frm hilly again.&lt;br /&gt;This school really is driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. mdm chan flared up bcos of some 'act sat' (act as if they're very honorable) pple.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm chan gave us a task. Then after some time, she asked, whose ppr is still blank?&lt;br /&gt;Then some think they we being funny, raised their hand.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't expect mdm chan to just crush their ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Act somemore laa.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm chan is a good teacher, really. But one's patience has its limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was super boring.&lt;br /&gt;We, pritpal and hy waited for the 'king' but in the end, the king just dont noe how to repay kindness.&lt;br /&gt;So yea. I'm lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i'm superb bored now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha bye laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Autumn To Ashes is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115451312270670723?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115451312270670723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115451312270670723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115451312270670723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115451312270670723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/08/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115433199981110264</id><published>2006-07-31T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T15:46:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rountine.</title><content type='html'>I don't really feel like updating.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, home is getting quieter and quieter each day.&lt;br /&gt;With dad not around, sis working, sis studying.&lt;br /&gt;Then only left me and mum. But me and mum also like no topic liddat.&lt;br /&gt;So it's pretty quiet.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing tht's making sound is the radio. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;School's pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the same routine.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, go to sch, study, sleep during recess in class, study again, then go home.&lt;br /&gt;Walk home everyday with pritpal and jm and the same things happen over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll start to play some childish-god-noes game while i walk behind knowing nth.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so i reach home, turn on the tv, bath and use the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm not the only one having this kind of life anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Some are worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how linda survive.&lt;br /&gt;She sits beside me and she can not talk for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i'll initiate to talk her laa.&lt;br /&gt;She's a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, damn. This is seriously a boring post.&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like deleting, but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh, something happened, it was painful(emotionally) but.............. it takes time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flying Blind is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115433199981110264?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115433199981110264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115433199981110264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115433199981110264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115433199981110264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/rountine.html' title='A rountine.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115399397432967332</id><published>2006-07-27T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:54:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong now?</title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I might as well be a mute if life goes on like that.&lt;br /&gt;I understand.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't really tahan any longer. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as per normal. Once again, had mock ppr.&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired alrdy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, had extra mt lessons with mdm khong.&lt;br /&gt;Did Listening comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after tht, jm accompanied me to wm to get the stupid mt workbook.&lt;br /&gt;Got pen.. etc as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice. The name is jm. Not the other name.&lt;br /&gt;The other name tht always appear here.............................&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. You noe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jm was really kind enuff to accompany me to wm. If not i'll be a loner going alone.&lt;br /&gt;He's my best fren, not anything more than tht.&lt;br /&gt;Besides....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Postal Service is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115399397432967332?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115399397432967332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115399397432967332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115399397432967332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115399397432967332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-wrong-now.html' title='What&apos;s wrong now?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115381558200477697</id><published>2006-07-25T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:23:23.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>My life sucks, seriously. That explains why i havent blog for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;Cos thr's nth to blog about everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, you want me to blog the same damn thing over and over again everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Which, i won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself every morning when i wake up, 'Today is a new day. Hmm.. do i have anything to look forward to today?"&lt;br /&gt;Majority of the answers are, 'Nope, it's going be another boring and dreadful day."&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it bcos of the arrival of N lvls..?&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem like the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Like what i've said, i like to dig up my past alot. Or rather, i like to recall my past.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, i realised, the things i've said, i've done are just simply, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Simple word it may be, but stupid explains it all. Or maybe, meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;I had a period of sadness, or some may call it emo-days, with hy.&lt;br /&gt;Things weren't going well for us bfore.&lt;br /&gt;I recalled, the things i've done to her, the thing's i said to her, the way i treated her.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not totally stupid, but somehow somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;When i recall the stupid things i've done, i really feel like stabbing myself wif a dagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carved a star on my arm and eventually got found out by my sis.&lt;br /&gt;And she was like, 'are u in a cult or something?'&lt;br /&gt;And she was going to send me for counselling.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it now, yea, it's not the right way to express my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I used to tell myself, 'The pain will only be thr for a short period of time, just tahan. The aftermath will be beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;how i expressed my feelings. Stupid, foolish, silly you may call me.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to think like a 20 or 30 odd adult.&lt;br /&gt;But, it makes sense doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly cry in reality which explains why i cry in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt the hard fact of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I, we, blog bcos we want pple to know how our life is like.&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;If you're those who's like complaining, 'don't like den don't read my blog laa. it's my blog, i write how i feel, you don't have to care'.&lt;br /&gt;You might as well create a private/personal blog rather than a public blog.&lt;br /&gt;Tht is what i'm going to do sooner or later. To create a private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those who have things/events to look forward to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;They can blog about what happened every min.&lt;br /&gt;Like, adelene. She blogs about what happened every lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Like, finaaa. She have events to look forward to every weekend. She has a very very wide circle of frens.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, i don't rank my friends.&lt;br /&gt;But, i have very few close ones. Close ones meant the ones who spend most of his/her time wif me/you.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i only have one or two or three. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Losing one might be like a meat cut off from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a blog-hopper. I'm curious how pple's life is like.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;I blog for other's curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;Or, i blog what i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, idk if what i've said actually make sense.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when i'm like mabok, i anyhow blog.&lt;br /&gt;What comes to my mind, will be written/typed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess life only has one thing for me to look forward to now.&lt;br /&gt;Studies loh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm all drained with mock pprs everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It has been like this for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;And for the next few months, i'll be drowned. Tht is what N lvls is all about.&lt;br /&gt;Like tht also cannot tahan, how you gonna survive in O lvls? I told myself. Or i might not even be able to smell the pprs of O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me tell me now, does my life sucks?&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only some days are worth looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;Like, ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Spent my after school with jm, pritpal, hy and jasper.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. Mostly humor.&lt;br /&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow aye!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other thoughts are better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm being a &lt;em&gt;bitch &lt;/em&gt;i noe.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death Cab For Cutie is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115381558200477697?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115381558200477697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115381558200477697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115381558200477697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115381558200477697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115312972506294020</id><published>2006-07-17T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T17:50:05.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood memories.</title><content type='html'>I just came back frm blowing bubbles at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;Was blowing bubbles for yiting, den she jumps around happily as if i've blown out money.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa no laa, i love playing bubbles. I blew it out of my window and it's a beautiful sight. Picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Pple below my hse playing basketball/soccer/passer-bys was like, 'whr do those bubbles come frm?'&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Brings back me my childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just now N lvl oral briefing got one teacher speak like tht ahhh:&lt;br /&gt;dunch breeng your hand-fone tcu the aseembrry hrall okay?&lt;br /&gt;if nawt you cannawt take the essam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;K la, i shouldnt laugh laaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's bad to laugh at pple. I noe, i noe.&lt;br /&gt;But ahhh.. cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;Then, me and hy have to tahan and refrain from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;So pple frm behind looking might saw us 'vibrating' instead.&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Reindeer Section is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115312972506294020?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115312972506294020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115312972506294020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115312972506294020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115312972506294020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/childhood-memories.html' title='Childhood memories.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115303969194277177</id><published>2006-07-16T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:48:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moehawk..?</title><content type='html'>Me and hy had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;A plan to change our hairstyle tht no girls have.&lt;br /&gt;Moe hawk, tht is.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Ehh.. moehawk has always been my wanted hairstyle for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;By then, we will rock the school.&lt;br /&gt;We will rock the society, we will rock singapore, we will become rockstars.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, we have made a deal to cut it.&lt;br /&gt;So, one day, u see any 2 girls on the streets with moehawk, it might just be us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i really have a moehawk, i wont really spike it.&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it as it is, maybe push everything to one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one lil' concern about getting moehawk - we might be labelled as butch.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, idk if hilly allows moehawk for girls.&lt;br /&gt;Zomg omg, my moehawk dream is about to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day one day, some day..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pearl Jam is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115303969194277177?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115303969194277177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115303969194277177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115303969194277177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115303969194277177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/moehawk.html' title='Moehawk..?'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115290080179463008</id><published>2006-07-15T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T02:22:20.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baybeats 2006.</title><content type='html'>Just came back frm Baybeats'06.&lt;br /&gt;Super duper tired laa. My eyes are half-opened.&lt;br /&gt;No energy to type.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just summarise the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed home after sch to bath, change and went to meet hy and jm at gombak.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i'm alwayyyyyys the earliest cos i hate to be late.&lt;br /&gt;And bfore going home, i told hy, 'ehh.. if u got ready earlier than 230 den u come my hse meet me first la.......'&lt;br /&gt;Then she said okay.&lt;br /&gt;But 230 alrdy, she's not here, so i left.&lt;br /&gt;Then reached thr both were late.&lt;br /&gt;Jm reached at 245.&lt;br /&gt;Then hy tht silly girl went to my hse instead.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for her till it was 300 la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so took mrt thr, then went to have lunch at yoshinoya in marina sq.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, walked around, then went off to esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for time to strike 730pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then sat at the chillout stage to watch Kenneth Ishak perform acoustic.&lt;br /&gt;And his band, Beezewax was just sitting behind us. Woahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went over to the booths.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we were desprate to get the baybeats lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;And i bought 2 of my motorola phones just to get the free lanyard if u show ur motorola phone.&lt;br /&gt;But, when we reached the booth, finished.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, really sad lar.&lt;br /&gt;But still we decided to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;Just buy a Baybeats 2006 poster and we'll get one lanyard free.&lt;br /&gt;And tht poster costs 5 bucks. But got free lanyard, ala.. just buy laa.&lt;br /&gt;Me, hy and jm got one each.&lt;br /&gt;Then after tht, jensen reached.&lt;br /&gt;Went to makan sutra, jm wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to The Arena to watch West Grand Boulevard perform.&lt;br /&gt;With lead vocalist Daphane Khoo from sg idol '04.&lt;br /&gt;Their's started at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. nt bad lah, they're quite good and famous.&lt;br /&gt;Jason came just in time to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;Again, we were lucky to stand in the first row.&lt;br /&gt;Right infront of a huge bass.&lt;br /&gt;And i could feel the bass like, everywhr in my body.&lt;br /&gt;Even my heart. Then my hair starts to jump.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climax. Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;So during one part of their performance, one song tht was quite headbanging, made the crowd mosh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just right behind of us.&lt;br /&gt;And me and hy got pushed and kicked.&lt;br /&gt;Then staright away security guards ran into the mosh pit and grab one person out.&lt;br /&gt;Strrrrrraight away.&lt;br /&gt;So damn fast la. Everything was like zoom zoom zoom.&lt;br /&gt;Moshing is not even allowed in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;The security this yr is damn tight. Very.&lt;br /&gt;Even the photographers get scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;They were instructed to squat to take the photos.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot stand, cos i tink they'll be blocking pple or something.&lt;br /&gt;Strict sia.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after everything, i was half deaf.&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, i was screaming 'i cant hear myself'.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And i felt like i'm screaming instead of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to marina again to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Dined at BK, but din eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;First, jm's mum called, his mum wants him back home early. -lasted for around 1 min.&lt;br /&gt;Next was me, my mum called and ask wad time i heading home and she told me cab fare will be 50% charge after midnight, so ask me back early also. -lasted for less than a min.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly was hy, her sis called me cos she got no hp, and then she got the worst of the worst. -lasted for more than 5 mins i tink.&lt;br /&gt;Pity us. All got curfew.&lt;br /&gt;So.. took away macdonald and headed home with jm and hy first.&lt;br /&gt;Jason and jensen wanted to stay for Love me butch.&lt;br /&gt;We all wanted to stay alot la, but cant, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And going out with jason, jensen, jm and hy is hella fun.&lt;br /&gt;They just like to disturb pple/strangers Alot.&lt;br /&gt;Esp Jason! (ehh.. jason reads my blog) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;You naughty naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left esplanade at around 1115pm.&lt;br /&gt;And reached home at around 12am.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i cant even open my eyes properly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm all weak alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Will update photos when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;So goodnightttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All Time Low is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115290080179463008?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115290080179463008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115290080179463008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115290080179463008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115290080179463008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/baybeats-2006.html' title='Baybeats 2006.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115278559930717245</id><published>2006-07-13T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:15:25.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fed up/fucked up.</title><content type='html'>One word describes my situation best now - Fed up. (okay 2 words tht is, ahhh whatever it is)&lt;br /&gt;This all all i'm gonna say, i dont care if you dun understand me.&lt;br /&gt;Hriuhaturuaucjcstmfatiifom.&lt;br /&gt;Staying silent doesn't mean idk what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;One more time, just once. You'll see how i react.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be the everything-also-just-laugh angeline anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I would say, try me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht has alrdy made me fucked up enough.&lt;br /&gt;And now, my MMC is increasing the temperature.&lt;br /&gt;So was ystd a Motorola-crisis-day?&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, my E398 and my Razr v3x was down.&lt;br /&gt;Not only tht, it corrupted my 512mb card.&lt;br /&gt;All my songs, videos, photos are gone. Cb.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, daddy will be back on sunday, i'll pester him to buy him a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world crumbling down on me?&lt;br /&gt;What in the hell did i do wrong huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt speak much today, cos you noe what? I'm not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck laa.&lt;br /&gt;I did spoke more after school when i was jocelyn, pritpal and jm.&lt;br /&gt;They tried to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;Pritpal and jm's the best laa.&lt;br /&gt;They treated me green tea and 2 packets of a 1metre roll of sweet.&lt;br /&gt;But still.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybeats starts tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Jm asked me to go tmrw, nadia is going on sat.&lt;br /&gt;So which day should i go?&lt;br /&gt;I bet this yr is gonna be so damn crowded than last yr. Sure got alot of mats and minahs.&lt;br /&gt;Last yr's schedule was better than this yr's.&lt;br /&gt;But this yr more foreign bands.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Classic Crime is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115278559930717245?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115278559930717245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115278559930717245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115278559930717245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115278559930717245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/fed-upfucked-up.html' title='Fed up/fucked up.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115252396254216090</id><published>2006-07-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:32:42.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more thing yea, i'm super duper truper zuper buper guper in love with Amber Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;And please! Dont make them famous. Please!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's better to be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt like amber pacific just today, it was ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;They're good good goody goody good.&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all! Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115252396254216090?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115252396254216090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115252396254216090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115252396254216090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115252396254216090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-more-thing-yea-im-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115252142176572668</id><published>2006-07-10T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:50:21.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>I'll just have a random post, i'm not going to blog anything tht is in-to-details post anymre.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda scary when i have diff kinds of pple reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's better to keep things to myself now, or maybe i'll change a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;But leh ceh ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, idk why i've been having more and more conflicts with classmates/friends.&lt;br /&gt;Esp this yr.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda disappointing and disturbing thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post about school today:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. started off with 3 periods of geog.&lt;br /&gt;Did mock pprs again.&lt;br /&gt;Shared with hy cos i din bring along mine, for the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was english.&lt;br /&gt;Went thru comprehension and formal writing.&lt;br /&gt;And sian larrrh.. tmrw have mock ppr 1 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class as usual, chit chatted, talked about the chalet thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow somewhat, Fina msged me and idk why we started talking about facial products.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was physics.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, went thru mock ppr again.&lt;br /&gt;When can i ever stop blogging the word mock ppr. Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was mother tounge or aka story telling session.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like it somehow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was poa.&lt;br /&gt;Aloy said this, "wah piang eh, wear panty also wear until so tight, can see the shape of your butt alrdy loh, somemore can see the panty-line also, disgusting leh."&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, seriously lah, bfore tht me and hy alrdy noticed it, and it's really a disturbing sight lah.&lt;br /&gt;Aloy is becoming more like a english-educated beng alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;He had oral today and thrfore he was supposed to be released earlier for break, so he shouted this to mrs tai. "ehh.. bitch, i got oral lah."&lt;br /&gt;Then i ask him to shout louder.&lt;br /&gt;And he went, "ehh.. &lt;strong&gt;BITCH &lt;/strong&gt;i got oral lah!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But mrs tai being the-always-deaf-and-cannot-hear-you didnt heard him.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tai seriously need hearing aid.&lt;br /&gt;Ask every classmate and they'll agree, when u call her, you must shout at least 3-4 times, at least and it must be &lt;strong&gt;loud&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to have lunch with hy and jm as usual but w/o pritpal today cos he's absent.&lt;br /&gt;On the way thr, had some lame videos.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking on the road like some nerd. Then one ah beng walked towards me and bang me.&lt;br /&gt;Then fight. K, lame. It's lame tht's why im not elaborating it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i dont like using the words, Lame and Crap/craps/crappy.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why............&lt;br /&gt;It's just like............ eeeee.. dont like luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont on lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. today was more of like a budget lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Cos surprisingly/coincidentally, the 3 of us forgot to bring pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;So each person only has around 2 bucks, xcept for hy.&lt;br /&gt;So we just ate pratas at Alif.&lt;br /&gt;Eat eat, munch munch, slurp slurp, haha haha, hehe hehe, talk talk then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! bfore tht, i received a phone call frm &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;bangla.&lt;br /&gt;He was like, "yuanneh pralikem woondou neh neh boondu............"&lt;br /&gt;So i just replied back with all of my bangla-knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;I went like, "phudi phudi? suni suni!... ooh! bfboiwfh uefhuifj weoiuod ijhioewhfiof hbfdoiwehfio"&lt;br /&gt;Then i hung up.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it was&lt;em&gt; some &lt;/em&gt;familiar bangla ahhhh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115252142176572668?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115252142176572668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115252142176572668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115252142176572668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115252142176572668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115226334674866598</id><published>2006-07-07T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T17:09:06.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Albums.</title><content type='html'>50 Cent - Massacre&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee Simpson - Autobiography&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Elephunk&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Monkey Business&lt;br /&gt;Blink 182 - Ennema Of The State&lt;br /&gt;Blink 182 - Take off Your Pants and Jacket&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - Greatest Hits (My Prerogative)&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - X &amp; Y&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's Child - Destiny Fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy - From Under the Cork Tree&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy - Take This to Your Grave&lt;br /&gt;Finch - Say Hello To Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Fort Minor - The Rising Tied&lt;br /&gt;From First To Last - Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Has A Body Count&lt;br /&gt;Good Charlotte - Good Riddance&lt;br /&gt;Good Charlotte-The Chronicles of Life and Death&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz - Demon Days&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - American Idiot&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - International Superhits!&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - Shenanigans&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - Bullet In A Bible&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - Love, Angel, Music, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Hot Hot Heat - Elevator&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt - Back to Bedlam&lt;br /&gt;Jet - Get Born&lt;br /&gt;Keane - Hopes and Fears&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Don't Believe the Truth&lt;br /&gt;Panic! At The Disco - A Fever You Can't Sweat Out&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams - Greatest Hits 2004&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan- Still Not Getting Any&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan - No Pads, No Helmts, Just Balls&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcult - Palm Trees and Power Lines&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcult - Start Static&lt;br /&gt;Sum 41 - All Killer No Filler&lt;br /&gt;Sum 41 - Chuck&lt;br /&gt;Taking Back Sunday - Tell All Your Friends&lt;br /&gt;The All American Rejects - Move Along&lt;br /&gt;The Rasmus - Hide From The Sun&lt;br /&gt;The Rasmus - Out Of The Shadow&lt;br /&gt;The Used - In Love and Death&lt;br /&gt;Weezer - Make Believe&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - Lights and Sounds&lt;br /&gt;The Vines - Vision Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above are the albums i have in my comp. Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;K and idk why i'm posting this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so arrogant rite, so haolian. X)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. No lah, holla me if u want any of the above, i can send you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybeats on 14-16 july.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. shld i go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paramore is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115226334674866598?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115226334674866598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115226334674866598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115226334674866598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115226334674866598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/albums.html' title='Albums.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115219339280567023</id><published>2006-07-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:43:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cristiano Ronaldo cried.</title><content type='html'>Boo ya. Portugal lost to France.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3am just now just to watch the match but it brought me sad news :(&lt;br /&gt;Cristiano cried once again. He always cry when he dont win a match.&lt;br /&gt;The referee/refree(sp?) kelong again ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully they'll get the 3rd place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for just a few hours, and woke up reluctantly, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I had a friggin' weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;I was a heroine, i saved a young boy frm falling down frm a million steps of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;And i realised tht my hse has several secret pathways tht leads to another world.&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy/advanterous dream again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; lately, i've been seeing things.&lt;br /&gt;'Dirty things' - ehh.. not porn ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it was all scary.&lt;br /&gt;I won't describe further.&lt;br /&gt;Hy said it's my fringe tht causes me to see things.&lt;br /&gt;She said my fringe shouldn't cover my eyebrows. Isst true?&lt;br /&gt;And then, i ponder and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Miss Toh changes her mood very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND damn! For these 2 yrs, Mrs Tai would nvr ever allow me to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER. Not just me, she doesnt allow anybody to go.&lt;br /&gt;And for tht, few of my classmates have gotten into trouble for running out of the class for no permisson.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhmm.. we have to answer mother nature's call, so is tht a crime?&lt;br /&gt;If i cant hold my bladder, i would just walk out of the class, tht's it.&lt;br /&gt;If it werent for the last period of the day, i would have walked out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have photos today.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Childish acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/06-07-06_1349.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is so not Spongebob sq pants k. This is angelyi-gochi. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/06-07-06_1350.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/06-07-06_1351.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand - hy drew this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/06-07-06_1352.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy's hand - i drew this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, this is all so out-of-point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wakefield is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115219339280567023?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115219339280567023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115219339280567023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115219339280567023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115219339280567023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/cristiano-ronaldo-cried.html' title='Cristiano Ronaldo cried.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115200282644992329</id><published>2006-07-04T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:51:38.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restrictions.</title><content type='html'>I restricted myself from talking in school. And ehh, dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own reasons for it.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, school's a total bore.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme recite my everyday routine.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. fast forward la.&lt;br /&gt;For today:&lt;br /&gt;First lesson, pe. Hmmm.. it was kinda like, self-spent.&lt;br /&gt;Only played powerball, whr i feel so tall.&lt;br /&gt;Then, sat thr doing nth, staring into the thin air.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was English.&lt;br /&gt;Miss toh was going thru the oral tips and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;So listen listen abit and after tht had mock pprs again!&lt;br /&gt;Miss toh said, i'ma very confused person.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, why am i not? True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was recess, crapped around with pritpal and jm.&lt;br /&gt;Punk'd pple by telling them the chalet thingy was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;We wrote on the whiteboard, "Chalet cancelled", "Insufficient money", "Money collected will be donated to the children suffering frm AIDS" and dots dots dots...&lt;br /&gt;K, it was lame, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chemistry, chaos.&lt;br /&gt;Miss wang like fucked-up sia. The face like cannot tahan alrdy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then jm and pritpal made fun of the couple behind us, cant stop laughing so........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, MT, ughh, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Got tons of homewrk she's been chasing after undone.&lt;br /&gt;Then had chinese composition writing.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote only like, half a page? Didnt manage to finish.&lt;br /&gt;Insufficient time lah, and she wants it by the end of 40 mins, so what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, cme, chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, i lead a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, i lead a lonely life.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, i lead a restricted life, when my family restricts me frm doing what i have interest in.&lt;br /&gt;And this is so not emo! -To prevent misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;And when he snores, tht's what we call a dinosaur sensation.&lt;br /&gt;Barney's friends are big and small.&lt;br /&gt;They come from lots of places, after school they meet to play and sing with happy faces.&lt;br /&gt;Barney shows us lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;Like how to play pretend, ABC's, and 123's.&lt;br /&gt;And how to be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Barney comes to play with us.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we may need him.&lt;br /&gt;Barney can be your friend too.&lt;br /&gt;If you just make-believe him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually ahhh, the theme song is quite nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;And the theme song is now my sms ring tone!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Brings back memories from my old childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Hush Sound is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115200282644992329?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115200282644992329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115200282644992329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115200282644992329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115200282644992329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/restrictions.html' title='Restrictions.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115190716741423231</id><published>2006-07-03T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:12:47.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup.</title><content type='html'>2 days ago, was at my ex-neighbour's house watching the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Portugal vs England and France vs Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;All the while i've been supporting Portugal lah.&lt;br /&gt;Obvious rite, cos Cristiano Ronaldo is in the team. Hehehahahoho ho.&lt;br /&gt;And yes! Portuagal won England by penalty, 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Rooney shouting "fuck off" after he got a red card.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The France vs Brazil match was shocking thou.&lt;br /&gt;France won Brazil by 1 goal.&lt;br /&gt;Brazil is out, w/o even entering the semi-finals.&lt;br /&gt;So, reached home at around 5.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went off to bed and woke up at 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;If my stomach weren't growling, i could have woken up at least at 4 or 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year's grad nite will be in school?&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. Hahaha, this is totally crap man.&lt;br /&gt;Miss siew said bcos last yr, none of the students took the initiative to thank any of the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;So now what?&lt;br /&gt;We have to clean up the shit the seniors left behind?&lt;br /&gt;As a punishment/result, our grad nite would be held in school.&lt;br /&gt;No air con, no beautiful surroundings?&lt;br /&gt;Eat what? Canteen food ar?&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid/riduculous/makes-no-sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;And it costs 10 bucks per student.&lt;br /&gt;Miss siew even said, it's compulsory, she said, if we dont go, we wont be able to collect our N lvl results.&lt;br /&gt;What shit is tht man.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on dudes/dudettes. No such thing as we wont be able to collect our N lvl results lah pls.&lt;br /&gt;So what's tht? A threat for us ehh?&lt;br /&gt;We're not taking in what you pple are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless, unless unless, the theme is Animal Costume or Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Then, maybe i'll go. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cos some say it's Retro.&lt;br /&gt;Retro is oh-so-boring la.&lt;br /&gt;Some say vintage?&lt;br /&gt;Also boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;More over, majority of my classmates arent going.&lt;br /&gt;Well, count me out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue: Class Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, i simply cant wait for this.&lt;br /&gt;As one of the organisers, it's not a easy job at all.&lt;br /&gt;When some pple are like, "ehh.. dunno leh, he/she go then i go loh."&lt;br /&gt;Or, "my da jie/da ge (big bro/big sis) go then i go loh."&lt;br /&gt;Wth? After some arguments and talking sense to them, we got quite a no of pple going for it.&lt;br /&gt;I have the responsibilty to book the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be 4days 3 nights @ downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;2 rooms - boys one, girls one.&lt;br /&gt;BBQ on the first night.&lt;br /&gt;(daily meals might be provided)&lt;br /&gt;Miss siew sponsering - $100.&lt;br /&gt;Staying for bbq only - $20.&lt;br /&gt;Staying overnight - $25.&lt;br /&gt;(main organisers are willing to pay more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, those were for the students of 4a1 lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Explosion is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115190716741423231?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115190716741423231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115190716741423231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115190716741423231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115190716741423231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup.html' title='World Cup.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115174228368807800</id><published>2006-07-01T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T16:24:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman.</title><content type='html'>Watched superman ystd with my sis, weiquan and ken.&lt;br /&gt;Ehmm.. not bad lah. Not really tht nice, but not tht really bad also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman is jean+cyclops+iceman+pyro+xaiver+angel.&lt;br /&gt;Not fair sia, he got all the power X-men has.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, told ya, i'ma X-men freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my dream-to-be mutant would be Mystique.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha! She's hot and powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Mystique has the ability to shift the atoms and molecules in her body to change appearance as a result can look and sound exactly like any human of either sex including finger and voiceprints.&lt;br /&gt;Powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad she lost her powers in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos she saved magneto tht bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i bet no one understands me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weezer is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115174228368807800?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115174228368807800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115174228368807800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115174228368807800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115174228368807800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman.html' title='Superman.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115148651972640409</id><published>2006-06-28T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:21:59.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports day.</title><content type='html'>Had sports day today.&lt;br /&gt;Met xq and hy in the morning, den jm called, so met him as well.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to yew tee to meet the rest of classmates, then walked to the stadium tgt.&lt;br /&gt;This yr's sport's day is boring!&lt;br /&gt;Mohegan did only like. 3 cheers? and tht's all.&lt;br /&gt;Last yr was more hardcore, frm the start to end, we were cheering non stop.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after we have cheer leaders then they lessen the cheers.&lt;br /&gt;But! Mohegan's cheerleaders perfomance was damn damn damnx10 cute can!&lt;br /&gt;All the cutie pies. Omg everything is like perfect/co-ordinated/cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to video it down! So damn cute can!?&lt;br /&gt;The song plus everything...........&lt;br /&gt;One word - Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, lakota won this yr again.&lt;br /&gt;And yucks, arrogant lah. X)&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, but Mohegan's still the cheerleading champion.&lt;br /&gt;For 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i didnt run today, haha!&lt;br /&gt;I kept my fingers crossed hoping tht my name wont be called, if not i'll be running.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baybehhh.&lt;br /&gt;So, sat at the stadium with xq and hy.&lt;br /&gt;Had the good ol' days chat.&lt;br /&gt;Had 'sun-tan' thr as well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually won a trophy.&lt;br /&gt;But didnt went down the trophy stand to claim it, cos i noe nth about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;It was during the inter-house games. I took part in the power ball.&lt;br /&gt;So, me and my team managed to get 2nd/silver.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, tht's how my trohpy came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. k.&lt;br /&gt;So, after everything, went to westmall to have lunch and to watch Scary Movie 4!&lt;br /&gt;With xq and hy.&lt;br /&gt;K it wasnt as funny as i thought of. Lame, but i just couldnt laugh out.&lt;br /&gt;White chicks is seriously better than this.&lt;br /&gt;I just find a few parts funny.&lt;br /&gt;"owhhh.. my eye....."&lt;br /&gt;"mistibushi.. honda, toshiba! hitachi? sushi.. sashimi!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;More to a "stupid movie" i think. :D&lt;br /&gt;K, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flying Blind is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115148651972640409?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115148651972640409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115148651972640409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115148651972640409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115148651972640409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/sports-day.html' title='Sports day.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115141523374388931</id><published>2006-06-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:37:00.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily the Strange.</title><content type='html'>My ex-neighbours just came over and they bought me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hot is tht?&lt;br /&gt;They bought it online.&lt;br /&gt;And the shipping itself cost US$30++.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the tee shirt costs around US$30 - 40++.&lt;br /&gt;A bomb! And i'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;They kept saying the emily on the tee looks alot like me.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when i wear a hat.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, maybe it's the shape of my face lah.&lt;br /&gt;The sincerity plus everything made me love the tee alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're one of the few tht dotes on me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Esp during my bday.&lt;br /&gt;I got a roxy bag frm them 2 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;And another bag frm them some yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115141523374388931?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115141523374388931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115141523374388931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115141523374388931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115141523374388931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/emily-strange.html' title='Emily the Strange.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115141146203607390</id><published>2006-06-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:31:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Okay, school has started/reopened.&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;'Sucks big time' - haha, i wont forget this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos of tht sentence i almost got myself withdrawn from the school.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos on the notice board i wrote, "emit gib skcus evorgllih'&lt;br /&gt;Haha, try to break the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;School is like, study, sleep, talk, laugh, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my school system seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Totally nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, you were at the toilet answering mother nature's call.&lt;br /&gt;And then u walk out of the toilet, some mdm shouts, "stop right thr, gimme your name and class, go down to the detention room to report now!"&lt;br /&gt;How Ridiculous is tht?&lt;br /&gt;And then i'm served detention during recess for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is tht all about?&lt;br /&gt;And yes, if i get gastric, the school's gonna be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since this yr, they've been inviting barbers to the school.&lt;br /&gt;We have hairchecks every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Too long? We'll have to go to the barber.&lt;br /&gt;They charge $5, not free.&lt;br /&gt;Still got mirror and a plastic cloth to cover your body somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw's sport's day.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm running for the 4x100m relay - the passing baton one lah.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing something.&lt;br /&gt;Something like....................&lt;br /&gt;My fren is behind me to collect the baton frm me, then i say, 'neh neh ni poo poo u cannot catch me, catch me first den i pass u the baton.. lala la la'&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Or................&lt;br /&gt;Purposely run as slow as possible. Or make a fake fall/injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nonsense i know.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i really dun feel like running.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm forced to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Hives is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115141146203607390?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115141146203607390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115141146203607390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115141146203607390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115141146203607390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115131463636113785</id><published>2006-06-26T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:52:04.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wei Na's birthday.</title><content type='html'>So, 2 days ago, on the 24th of june, me, hy, xq celebrated weina's 16th birthday in advance at the Botanic Garden. (okay, i feel like i'm doing a summary).&lt;br /&gt;K, so, hy and xq made sushi for her, as our intention was to picnic thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, met hy earlier first, went to buy some tibits to bring along.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to mac to sit for awhile, after tht went over to the mrt station to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so outcasted lah. Cos, all of em dress like they were going to town and i dress like, hmm.. i'm going hiking. Ahhhh.. wtf, haha.&lt;br /&gt;K, so took the bus thr, and the soya sauce freaking spilled on my white shorts which made it so obvious. But nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr at around 1pm? or so.&lt;br /&gt;Then found a lil hut and settled down, laid the mat and we picnic-ed. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then, saw the swans, listen to songs, chat, camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the park to explore more.&lt;br /&gt;The place is beautiful, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i shall let the photos do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just lazy lah. Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy claims tht this her fav pic of the day, cos she looks good in it. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus and when boredom strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Botanic garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Girl - Eng Wei Na! Oh.. 16 btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome foursome. K, i look like i jus woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's picnic time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh ehh, i look like a yoga teacher. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weina the bday girl asks if u want some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy likes to wrestle with me, but this one is disgusting loh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy likes to treat me like her doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xq, me and hy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. wtf? I was yawning lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks real to you? But N-O, no, i'm strrraight okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both love this pic, of cos lah, im the photographer mar. haha, kiddin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When black changes to white, when white changes to black and when green changes to purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, lemme explain this. It was raining and then we ran to a shelter to wait for the rain to stop, and so, i decided to play with hy's hair. Haha! Hy the paul twohill.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, seriously la, i see bengs trying to have the hair-flipping thingy going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy's photography, looks eerie thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this a female or male toilet uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xq looks so bitchy in this. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/24-06-06_1821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i look like i macam going hiking liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all, but we took a total of more den 240++ photos.&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not going to post all. It's a tedious job.&lt;br /&gt;And some of the photos are in antique/negative mode due to my phone's mode.&lt;br /&gt;Me and hy just love the antique mode :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so left at around dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;Went to westmall to have dinner with xq and wn, then met eddie.&lt;br /&gt;Hy left us for dinner as she has family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate, walked around the went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yupyup, school has reopened today.&lt;br /&gt;Some sitting arrangements changed.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sitting beside hy and linda.&lt;br /&gt;And i reached school, everyone asked me, "ehh you got do the eng/math/geog... homewrk?"&lt;br /&gt;And most of my answers were, "ehhh, same i also nvr do *hi5* haha"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's always like tht lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It sucks when my family practices favourtism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AFI is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115131463636113785?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115131463636113785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115131463636113785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115131463636113785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115131463636113785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/wei-nas-birthday.html' title='Wei Na&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115108229061059910</id><published>2006-06-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:04:50.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed.</title><content type='html'>And so, i missed Youth Gone Wild.&lt;br /&gt;Reason? Simple, cos my hmmm.. besties, turn down last min.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what can i say? Just plain disappointment and sad.&lt;br /&gt;I've been like looking forward to this day, and...................&lt;br /&gt;Cant possibly ask me to go wif sharifah, thou she's the everything-steady-lah girl.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, ehhmm.. no topic to talk about lah.&lt;br /&gt;So, no point in going also. No fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the bands performing are like, ehh.. not nice, for being polite?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, over 4000 over pple? Too crowded for me.&lt;br /&gt;And the whole hall is a mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i hope thr's a better gig/concert for me in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Thr'll be chances.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Idk lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i'm staying up to watch Togo vs France ltr at 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Since, i couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woodale is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115108229061059910?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115108229061059910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115108229061059910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115108229061059910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115108229061059910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/disappointed_24.html' title='Disappointed.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115096724588868697</id><published>2006-06-22T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:07:25.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi 5 and Barney.</title><content type='html'>Okay, bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;I can memorise the whole of Hi-5 and Barney's song alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos the kid at my hse tht my mom looks after cant stop playing the vcd.&lt;br /&gt;I can sing the Hi 5 theme song - Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine this, imagine this, imagine you're a star singing on the stage, lalala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear the crowd applaud, what a great reward.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Barney teaches me to take turns playing wif toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, okay, tht's just retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi-5 is a good band. (hahaha!)&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/22954309-115096724588868697?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115096724588868697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115096724588868697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115096724588868697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115096724588868697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-5-and-barney.html' title='Hi 5 and Barney.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115087893077798517</id><published>2006-06-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:02:04.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>K, so yesterday, went out wif hy to get weina's present.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a lil something something for here. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to marina sq to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Then shopped around the area till we got nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;Saw bowling, so went in and play for a game, then we left.&lt;br /&gt;And then boredom strikes, cos it's still early and thr's nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went over to esplanade to lepak, cos it's the nearest and best place for us to lepak.&lt;br /&gt;But having mats disturbing us and minahs shouting like giler babis spoilt our day.&lt;br /&gt;But, we moved away frm them and changed a spot.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we saw 'hardcore' pple. They were really hardcore lah.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine non-stop lock lip-ing? And i really meant &lt;strong&gt;non-stop&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, then, camwhore happens. We took 130++ photos f.y.i.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, cant blame when thr's like 2 cameras around with 1GB of space.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh.. let the photos and videos do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000354-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with natural first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000356-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, we were really bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000358-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr, the hardcore pple, i tink they thot we were taking photos of em then they changed their make-out spot. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000366-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000378-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nice, i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000387-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple life of angeline richie? lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000391-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000397-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got tht viva la bam thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000402-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000405-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be a rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000407-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000408-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hy the undertaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000414-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me as the undertaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000419-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000421-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some flexibilty and no butt cracks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000433-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/P1000437-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie arms around... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/20-06-06_1908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/20-06-06_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispers of joy in times of melanchoey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/20-06-06_1904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like model sehh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For video, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Meob4UvmGk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/8Meob4UvmGk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk, something's wrong with the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Interest is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115087893077798517?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115087893077798517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115087893077798517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115087893077798517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115087893077798517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115071523702885132</id><published>2006-06-19T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:19:49.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin.</title><content type='html'>Yupyup, as you can se if you're not a blind, a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;And i stole it! Not exactly stole, i just changed it.&lt;br /&gt;The theme initially wasn't Family Force 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the theme is Family Force 5.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just satisfied with my own work.&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, is Chris Brown kinda like short tounge or something?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all those C.Brown lovers.&lt;br /&gt;But after hearing 'yo' by him, i just think he might be a lil' short tounge or something.&lt;br /&gt;His pronounciation is bad.&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115071523702885132?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115071523702885132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115071523702885132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115071523702885132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115071523702885132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-skin.html' title='New Skin.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115064246304339492</id><published>2006-06-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:54:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies.</title><content type='html'>I wanna watch SCARY MOVIE 4.&lt;br /&gt;Die die also wanna watch, cos i laughed till i cried when i watch the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;I want i want, cant wait lahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, watched x-men: the last stand ystd with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome lah, i've always been a fan of x-men.&lt;br /&gt;Some pple say not nice.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, you have to stay after the show is over, after all the credits.&lt;br /&gt;Thr is a short clip behind tht makes pple's mind run wild.&lt;br /&gt;It's something like this.............&lt;br /&gt;A nurse walks into a ward, "............hello, good morning".&lt;br /&gt;A man lying on the med, "good morning".&lt;br /&gt;Then, :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;The nurse said, "................ Charles?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;Those who watched will noe wad i'm talking about lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;Bfore the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I walked past the Scary Movie 4 poster.&lt;br /&gt;Then thr's this kinda-like caucasian kid looking at it and he said, "Wh-wh what's so scary bout tht?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it's true, thr's nth scary about the poster.&lt;br /&gt;It's a "Scary" movie. Scary, really scary u noe.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. In a sacarstic manner.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Feeling is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115064246304339492?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115064246304339492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115064246304339492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115064246304339492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115064246304339492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/movies.html' title='Movies.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115046400023835991</id><published>2006-06-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:20:00.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos.</title><content type='html'>Finaaa!&lt;br /&gt;This is for you, this is what u want ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100044-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE CUT MY NAILS ALRDY! AFTER THIS PIC K! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, huiyi sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100133.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100144.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100344.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really thr to study lah, you gotta believe me. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100577.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100755-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent my eyes beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100944.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob Squarepants yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20101088.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20101111.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20101133.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20101211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115046400023835991?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115046400023835991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115046400023835991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115046400023835991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115046400023835991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/photos.html' title='Photos.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115046151004408429</id><published>2006-06-16T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:38:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lizard.</title><content type='html'>What is your first reaction when you see a lizard's tail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flyleaf is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115046151004408429?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115046151004408429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115046151004408429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115046151004408429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115046151004408429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/lizard.html' title='Lizard.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115020048347767673</id><published>2006-06-13T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:08:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days.</title><content type='html'>I'm paid 25 bucks to edit Benson's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oolala. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The price was 50 bucks initially. Then, we bargained and bargained till 25 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;But tht's a good price alrdy lah.&lt;br /&gt;Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, k.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the update for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went out with huiyi to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Was thr to do homewrk lah and we did some, then it happened, "ehh.. sian lah!"&lt;br /&gt;And so, we played with camera loh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Photos, maybe i'll upload tmrw lah.&lt;br /&gt;Dont have the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went out with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Morning, sent my aunt from indonesia off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to chinatown to buy some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;After tht, went to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad went to Sim Lim Square to buy MMCs (multi meadia card) and portable speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i bought 2 MMCs.&lt;br /&gt;One 512mb for my camera.&lt;br /&gt;And another 512mb for my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Also bought a portable speaker for my mp3/discman.&lt;br /&gt;Loving everything tht i bought today lah.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee wheeeeeeeeeee wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i'm outta here.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow Patrol is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115020048347767673?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115020048347767673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115020048347767673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115020048347767673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115020048347767673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-days.html' title='2 days.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-115004312502146156</id><published>2006-06-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:08:50.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jianming's Birthday.</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired now lah can....................&lt;br /&gt;First of all, first of all, i'm back in sg.&lt;br /&gt;Reached here at around 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;Then, unpacked and received msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msges telling me to attend Jian Ming's 16th &lt;em&gt;belated&lt;/em&gt; birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;His actual birth date was on 8th June.&lt;br /&gt;Me, hy, xq, wn, jasper, elaine bought a Spongebob boxer and a green tee for him.&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen the present, cos i wasnt present when they bought it.&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward k.&lt;br /&gt;And so, i met xiaoqing and huiyi at gombak mac.&lt;br /&gt;They claimed tht they wanted to homework thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya ya&lt;/em&gt; rite.&lt;br /&gt;And then, and then, and then, and then, we went to meet elaine at gombak mrt station, after tht, siewling came.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we reached jianming's house.&lt;br /&gt;It was hmm ermm mmhmm ehhh uhhh urm ahhh .......................... CROWDED.&lt;br /&gt;Very very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Filled with his family members and relatives mostly.&lt;br /&gt;So reaching thr makes us feel kinda awkward in a way.&lt;br /&gt;But his family were all friendly la, esp his parents and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Reached and we got no idea wad to do so everyone of us stood stagnant and wait and wait and wait for jianming cos he's the main 'actor' thr la.&lt;br /&gt;Then went into his sis's room to chat.&lt;br /&gt;With, Huiyi, Xiaoqing, Celeste, Xiuying, Siewling, Jennifer, Huijuan, Crystal and of cos Jianming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat and then ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;His mum cooked all the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Ate alrdy then went back to chat again.&lt;br /&gt;Played with cards.&lt;br /&gt;And then, and then, and then, and then, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Played with ballons, burst them, threw them.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tht was the cutting-of-cake session.&lt;br /&gt;And i played the role of a camera-woman.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was embarrasing la.&lt;br /&gt;All my frens were in the room playing or chatting and i'm all alone with his whole family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just, shy lah.&lt;br /&gt;And then, i'll shout, "okay ahhh.. 1, 2, 3........."&lt;br /&gt;Jiaming took photos with his family and relatives first followed by his frens.&lt;br /&gt;All eyes were on Jianming of cos.&lt;br /&gt;Snap snap snap and then went into the room to eat the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I purposely left a portion of my cake uneaten, esp the creamy part.&lt;br /&gt;For wad leh? Wad do you tink? Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;So i went forward to him and asked, ""ehhh.. whr did your mum buy this cake ahh? got something inside leh, you see............................"&lt;br /&gt;And then, "PIAKKKK!"&lt;br /&gt;Cream all over his face. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And of cos he wasnt happy bout it, so he went to the big big cake and took a whole lump of cream asking, " who who who? who did it?"&lt;br /&gt;I pointed to others of cos, but when i turn around to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;Cream was all over my face. Alot more than wad i gave him lah.&lt;br /&gt;Not fair sial. Only me and jm got smashed by cream.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i tink majority doesnt dare to play la.&lt;br /&gt;I started the whole thing if not, no fun mah.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Mastermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then.&lt;br /&gt;Chitter chitter chatter chatter chat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then, went over to play majhong.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten clean about the game alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly xiuying and celeste guided me and then, i recalled how to play alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Played for a while only as it was getting late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody went home also.&lt;br /&gt;Walked home tgt with xiuying and jennifer cos, same route.&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm right here with my eyes half-opened.&lt;br /&gt;Tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;Addtion to a mistaken race for me.&lt;br /&gt;Was at mac buying fries and the malay lady spoke to me, "adik, nak makan apa?"&lt;br /&gt;So, i said, "french fries"&lt;br /&gt;And then i replied the rest in malay.&lt;br /&gt;After tht she sent the fries to me and ask, "kau cina atau melayu?"&lt;br /&gt;And so, i said, "orang cina lah"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;K, tht's all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i bet thr'll still be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame, i know. Camwhore mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaming's family potrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute! Like harry potter. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy! Lim Jian Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianming together with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4a1-ians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us - friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/deviline/S20100755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girl power thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you notice all his frens who went are girls.&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 or 2 were boys. And they were nowhr to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, pity him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, need to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm not going wake up bfore 2pm tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED kay bitches and bastards and dudes and dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Starting Line is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-115004312502146156?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/115004312502146156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=115004312502146156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115004312502146156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/115004312502146156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/jianmings-birthday.html' title='Jianming&apos;s Birthday.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-114974729532764353</id><published>2006-06-08T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:14:55.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured.</title><content type='html'>Injured my knee.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts so badly...............................&lt;br /&gt;Ouchhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesssssssssssssh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-114974729532764353?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/114974729532764353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=114974729532764353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114974729532764353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114974729532764353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/injured.html' title='Injured.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-114969701088947722</id><published>2006-06-08T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:24:20.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone.</title><content type='html'>KAPOW.&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang boom boom.&lt;br /&gt;Piang piang ka ka ka ka pow.&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;Chika piang.&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;Mampos.&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone in a dark room now.&lt;br /&gt;Which is more than 40 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;And it's like midnight alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scareddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, kau buat apa...................?"&lt;br /&gt;(what are you doing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, kau pergi mana...................?"&lt;br /&gt;(whr are you going?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, apa tu............................................?"&lt;br /&gt;(what's that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, nisa nak makan ais........................."&lt;br /&gt;(i want to eat ice cream/ice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, nisa nak ballon....................................."&lt;br /&gt;(i want ballon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, nisa nak pergi langkawi fair............................"&lt;br /&gt;(i want to go langkawi fair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jiejie, beli kan nisa itu bag ya, yang ada cartoon cartoon gitu............."&lt;br /&gt;(buy for me the bag k? those got cartoon cartoon one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are what i hear everyday here.&lt;br /&gt;Nisa, my cousin, she, a, powerkid.&lt;br /&gt;You noe how she eat her chewing gum?&lt;br /&gt;She dont spit it out after losing its taste instead, she swallows it.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime. So i guess thr's approx dozens of chewing gum in her stomach now.&lt;br /&gt;Very dangerous thou.&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;K, i'm talking to the thin air.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna turn back time, please.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;Back to my sec 2 and 3 life.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh. Fick fuck fack fook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ataris is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-114969701088947722?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/114969701088947722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=114969701088947722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114969701088947722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114969701088947722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/alone.html' title='Alone.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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-22954309.post-114960916031127834</id><published>2006-06-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:52:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping.</title><content type='html'>Finally did some shopping here in msia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'm starting to get bored here btw.&lt;br /&gt;Dododododo dadadadadada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay kay.&lt;br /&gt;I went to F.O.S (factory outlet store) here.&lt;br /&gt;The FOS here is much way better than the one in sg.&lt;br /&gt;Alot better.&lt;br /&gt;I bought one Ed Hardy top for myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;Ed Hardy&lt;/strong&gt; and like, woah!&lt;br /&gt;Try buying one Ed Hardy top in sg and you'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;And the design is pretty nice lah, i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i bought a Hollister tee for Huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if she'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;I cant find any nice Abercrombies so i bought Hollister for you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a green Abercrombie filp flop for myself also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went over the cd shop and i bought The Vines and The Rasmus album.&lt;br /&gt;The Vines are good i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe haha hoho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking for a bag.&lt;br /&gt;Most prolly a Nike or Adidas sling lah.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a couple of nice ones here.&lt;br /&gt;Prices are just a lil cheaper than in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;And then now, my mind tells me to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;K, goodbye and goodnight ahhhhh k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rasmus is a good band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22954309-114960916031127834?l=the-angel-line.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/feeds/114960916031127834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22954309&amp;postID=114960916031127834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114960916031127834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22954309/posts/default/114960916031127834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-angel-line.blogspot.com/2006/06/shopping.html' title='Shopping.'/><author><name>Angeline</name><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>
