<?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-1793622261223953043</id><updated>2012-01-28T23:08:53.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR 三浦春馬...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5344873496563512369</id><published>2011-01-09T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:28:27.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH?!</title><content type='html'>Today is a really _|_ up day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm fine now. But whatever, my whole day was like -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good that I put up a fight for Aileen and Pei Shan. As in  I didn't let them win that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the SIM judokas are seriously........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA LOSE TO THEM AND I BETTER NOT NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;LAST.&lt;br /&gt;THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO STOP BUGGING ME ALREADY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5344873496563512369?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5344873496563512369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5344873496563512369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5344873496563512369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5344873496563512369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2011/01/wth.html' title='WTH?!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8799395710148887412</id><published>2011-01-08T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:23:01.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVP</title><content type='html'>I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared like siao for tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn weak. And I have never seen my opponents before. I don't wanna go in and get thrown within seconds. AHHHHH!!! I only realised today I have to face SIM, SMU and other schools. SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!! I'm so tired after rushing for training, rushing off to En Yun's wedding, rushing for sauna and rushing back home. Damn damn tired. And I'm still on the computer when I have to be in school by 7am tomorrow. Nice or not huh. I STILL NEED TO WASH MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinju's coming over to sleep so that we can go to school tmrw.... in my mom's car. I hope I can bombard her with questions, HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. GOD, PLS LEMME WIN PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;The TP girls stayed back to practise today while I rushed off to church for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope they don't remember what they practised. I hope whatever I've been learning in the past few weeks suddenly come back to me during the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FEELING DAMN STRESSED ARGH ARGH ARGH&lt;br /&gt;AND HUNGRY UGHUGHUGHUGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI, THINK I'LL WATCH SOME JUDO VIDEOS WHILE WAITING FOR MY HAIR TO DRY LATER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8799395710148887412?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8799395710148887412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8799395710148887412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8799395710148887412'/><link 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center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i dreamt of shane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nightmare actually. no, i'm not saying it's a nightmare because he was inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a freakin' nightmare because it was damn scary and he abandoned me in the dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks dudeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2530700541621948346?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2530700541621948346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2530700541621948346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2530700541621948346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2530700541621948346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2011/01/know-your-limits-ty.html' title='know your limits ty'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8134176346057841240</id><published>2011-01-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:26:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>think i like blogging in my lj more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8134176346057841240?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8134176346057841240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8134176346057841240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8134176346057841240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8134176346057841240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2011/01/think-i-like-blogging-in-my-lj-more.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3081118706995715941</id><published>2010-12-30T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:36:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have forgotten the feeling of being in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3081118706995715941?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3081118706995715941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3081118706995715941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3081118706995715941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3081118706995715941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-forgotten-feeling-of-being-in.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2133441198295321290</id><published>2010-12-30T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:03:07.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched The Tourist today. With the 2 dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to be in a good mood today. And I didn't really have to make small talk with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He read that post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I don't think he remembers this link la hor..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep, today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2133441198295321290?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2133441198295321290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2133441198295321290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2133441198295321290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2133441198295321290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/watched-tourist-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-9000124861967821787</id><published>2010-12-30T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:57:44.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not the WHOLE day was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it ended good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to forget about irritating assholes for 1 night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYA TMRW MEETING THAT BASTARD IN PREVIOUS POST FOR MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if it'll be awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-9000124861967821787?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9000124861967821787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=9000124861967821787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/9000124861967821787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/9000124861967821787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8215590996908629961</id><published>2010-12-28T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:16:02.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SCOLDING YOU HERE BECAUSE YOU USED TO LINK THIS URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BETTER SEE IT AND KNOW YOUR LIMITS, ASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8215590996908629961?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8215590996908629961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8215590996908629961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8215590996908629961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8215590996908629961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-scolding-you-here-because-you-used.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6951580012835820923</id><published>2010-12-28T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:12:49.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG SHUDDUP WILL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DAMN ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY REGRET TELLING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASTARD. WATCH OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6951580012835820923?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6951580012835820923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=6951580012835820923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6951580012835820923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6951580012835820923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg-shuddup-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3462053731837364982</id><published>2010-12-28T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:01:39.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starting to find you DAMN annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit bugging me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3462053731837364982?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3462053731837364982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3462053731837364982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3462053731837364982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3462053731837364982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/starting-to-find-you-damn-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1918399125759359696</id><published>2010-12-27T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T01:27:40.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm glad you're making an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because 80% of the time, it was just me talking so that there wouldn't be any awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's still gonna be the same when we meet up. Me talking and asking you questions since you're so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just keep quiet and see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1918399125759359696?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1918399125759359696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1918399125759359696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1918399125759359696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1918399125759359696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-im-glad-youre-making-effort.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5739831780849622337</id><published>2010-12-25T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:41:08.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Proposal Daisakusen made me feel damn sad can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL FEELING SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating. i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY FREAKY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5739831780849622337?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5739831780849622337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5739831780849622337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5739831780849622337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5739831780849622337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/proposal-daisakusen-made-me-feel-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6325291271056481076</id><published>2010-12-25T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:46:22.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a friend who used to be close with you becoming so sad/upset and you can't do anything about it because you are no longer close to the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I didn't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we talk like how we did 2 years ago?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6325291271056481076?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1140137611760729139</id><published>2010-12-23T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:57:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need a breather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1140137611760729139?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1140137611760729139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1140137611760729139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1140137611760729139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1140137611760729139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/suffocating.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6126363003598294036</id><published>2010-12-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:11:12.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never saw you that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i fail as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6126363003598294036?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6126363003598294036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=6126363003598294036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6126363003598294036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6126363003598294036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-saw-you-that-way.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7188161729207785880</id><published>2010-12-17T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:28:25.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME DAY.</title><content type='html'>1. I COULD DO MIEC CT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. END OF COMMON TESTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. BOUGHT LOTSA STUFF AT CONVERSE WAREHOUSE SALE. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everlast:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports bra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 pairs of shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoe bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 pairs of shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kappa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Backpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING FROM CONVERSE. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay! if only everyday was this awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7188161729207785880?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7188161729207785880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7188161729207785880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7188161729207785880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7188161729207785880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/12/awesome-day.html' title='AWESOME DAY.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3166599331924250090</id><published>2010-11-23T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T02:06:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEADACHE SINCE PT.&lt;br /&gt;COME HOME SO MUCH CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;NOW HOW TO START ON WORK, YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO. I DON'T WANNA BE A SLACKER DAMMIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3166599331924250090?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3166599331924250090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3166599331924250090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3166599331924250090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3166599331924250090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/headache-since-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5341326480279603872</id><published>2010-11-23T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:27:19.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML TTM</title><content type='html'>OMG I FEEL LIKE SCOLDING THE F WORD DAMN BADLY RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL. WHY AM I DRAGGED IN THIS OTHER MESS.&lt;br /&gt;Y'ALL DON'T BE SO BO LIAO CAN OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU VERY BIG SHOT IS IT. EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU AH.&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL WOULD I GET INVOLVED WHEN I ASKED YOU TO CHILL EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;GO TO HELL LA YOU OTHER BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA HERE THERE EVERYWHERE. ROOT OF ALL PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MAJE ME FREAKING WRITE A POEM ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;IT'LL BE THE MOST VULGAR POEM EVER, TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY. GO FAR FAR FAR AWAY. AND STAY THERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5341326480279603872?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5341326480279603872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5341326480279603872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5341326480279603872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5341326480279603872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/fml-ttm.html' title='FML TTM'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2243307049517404495</id><published>2010-11-23T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:06:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I cannot take it already.&lt;br /&gt;This night can't get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling all shitty about being sucha lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that no one is like telling me what they really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN IT HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS HIM. BLOODY HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already gave up on him so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;But my parents didn't. FINE.&lt;br /&gt;Bro didn't move with us. FINE.&lt;br /&gt;Now we need to find out you didn't repent?&lt;br /&gt;Still have the damn bloody cheek to lie straight to our faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. FORGET IT. I DON'T WANNA BLOG ABOUT IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;BYE. I NEED TO WRITE IN MY DIARY BUT I KNOW I WON'T. AS IF I DON'T HAVE MY PROJECTS AND STUFF TO DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2243307049517404495?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2243307049517404495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2243307049517404495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2243307049517404495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2243307049517404495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5172485387016370289</id><published>2010-11-13T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:56:05.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actually i'm getting a lil irritated with you.&lt;br /&gt;aiya, i'm irritated with everyone la ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the most irritating of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5172485387016370289?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5172485387016370289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5172485387016370289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5172485387016370289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5172485387016370289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/actually-im-getting-lil-irritated-with.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4125448480898851112</id><published>2010-11-11T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:40:17.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sjbfkfbd</title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my speech on IP MAN didn't go very well. haha. but i was so freaking glad it was over. and and. like i told everybody.. when i was quoting "Good kungfu does not depend on age or gender, but on how well you fight. Sound familiar?" Dion, Bennie and Bianca wanted to help me stall time by guessing all the wrong people haha. BUT A MALAY GUY SAID IP MAN BEFORE THEY COULD DO THAT. i felt relieved although my speech was "shortened" because of him. i felt bad for choosing ip man, i was afraid the non-chinese do not know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the lack of sleep these days. plus the fact that erm my "friend" is here.&lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling real exhausted since this week started. sunday night - 3.30am monday - 2.30am tuesday - 1am wednesday - 3am. so today i wanted to sleep before 10.30 but i just realised it's already 10.29 -.- so 11pm it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met janelle today. omg miss her so damn much. we didn't get to catch up much, but i guess it's enough la. to last us for a few more weeks at most. HA I SOUND LES. whatever laaaaa. i'm straight and you know it! went shopping for mom's birthday present with her and OMG LA. everywhere i see things i wanna buy. for myself. not mom. i wanted to DIE. i have no money. sucks man. really. SUCKS!!! oh man i wanna cry. I WANNA GO TO THE FLEA ON SATURDAYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. that old woman who's teaching me microecons is really traumatizing me. i really want tuition. my mom asked me "do you want tuition for that?" she could tell i was gonna cry alr because i really suck at studies so i can't survive that old woman's lessons without any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night's the harry potter screening. yay. free popcorn and candy floss. i can't wait to grow fat :/ i really think i exceeded 52 but i can't be bothered anymore. i really have no more motivation. idk if it's because these few days i'm feeling so damn "weak" that i can't be bothered with trying anymore. idk if what i'm typing right now makes sense but i am not gonna bother with it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every training i don't bring home new skills. i bring home new injuries -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i'm done ranting. i shall sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyasumi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4125448480898851112?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4125448480898851112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4125448480898851112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4125448480898851112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4125448480898851112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/sjbfkfbd.html' title='sjbfkfbd'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4101163691074820026</id><published>2010-11-06T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:35:05.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why are you doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i decide not to care,&lt;br /&gt;you pop up again from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4101163691074820026?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4101163691074820026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4101163691074820026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4101163691074820026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4101163691074820026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5330513464792595932</id><published>2010-11-06T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T02:57:27.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Song</title><content type='html'>Took a break from slacking at the comp and watched some mio tv. Yeah slacking. I didn't feel like I got any work done unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched The Last Song instead of Shaolin Girl. Ugh. There were no English subs for Shaolin Girl. Suckssssssss. Janelle told me The Last Song was good before. But I didn't have time to go to the cinema so I never got to watch it till just now. In the beginning, it was kinda boring. Miley Cyrus is kinda boring to watch when she's not Hannah Montana. Then the love story came about. Sweeeet. Okay I've seen sweeter ones. Whoa I think I'm falling asleep as i blog. AIYA ANYWAY THE MOVIE WAS DAMN SAD TOWARDS THE END AND I CRIED EVEN THOUGH I TRIED HARD TO CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M REALLY DOZING OFF.&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5330513464792595932?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5330513464792595932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5330513464792595932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5330513464792595932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5330513464792595932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-song.html' title='The Last Song'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-391429419370331614</id><published>2010-11-03T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:28:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear diary</title><content type='html'>So..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't throw too much of my face away on Sunday. Draw and a victory. But it's nothing to be proud of. It wasn't because I was strong. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PT ON MONDAY WAS HELL. Omg I'm too lazy to type everything we did but I'm really proud to have survived man. Swimming after the combined training on Sunday really helped! I think my stamina improved a little. Although I still feel like dying whenever I have to run. So after PT, me and hazel were discussing about ry and jj's birthday thing. Tired as hell man and then God decided to let me rest more.... BIANCA TEXTED ME SAYING TEACHER HAD STOMACH FLU AND MY MORNING CLASS WAS CANCELLED. So yeah. Got to sleep more but of course, ever since poly started, I never got my full 8 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH AND I HAD AN ADVENTURE WITH KENNY -.- LOL WE SERIOUSLY HAVE SOME COMMUNICATION BARRIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I realised I'm damn long-winded haha. I shall not blog so much crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ry &amp;amp; jj's celebration went well. Except for the part where we thought that person was coming. Haiya. I upgrade him to person already. Cannot stand it. People always think I'm the only one that dislike him. OKAY LORH. Now I see him as a human ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;MIEC tutorial...... HELL.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was seriously wthhhhh. There was no way we can answer her questions correctly!!! + I had a C for MAEC and I wasn't really paying attention during the first MIEC lecture, I couldn't answer almost everything. So embarrassing. Got humiliated for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lorh. That's about all. Today's training I realised why when I get thrown it's so painful and why when I throw it's so painful for them. I'm so sorry man!!! I didn't know. I better improve ): one of my contacts came out during randoori.I popped it back in quite fast. Without mirror. I'm improving in that area. Haaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a filial kid tmrw and go home straight after school to help out with chores. Wonder if the 'rents would let me sleep over at bro's. Hope so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-391429419370331614?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/391429419370331614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=391429419370331614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/391429419370331614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/391429419370331614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-diary.html' title='Dear diary'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2554520462644589449</id><published>2010-10-31T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:30:23.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALOWEEN/TZJ'S BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>i'm missing my bro damn badly now. want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the time he was in the army. i called him 3 days after he booked in and cried.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. i'm tearing already. how am i gonna survive......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sms-ed him to wish him happy birthday. then he thought we were gonna see each other in church tmrw. that made me damn sad la. i told him i had the combined training crap. and he thought it was today. no that's not why i'm sad. i'm sad 'cause i'm not even seeing him on his birthday. i haven't gotten him a gift either. oh crap. my tears are like free flow drinks at just acia now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i win tmrw. although there's really no chance at all. i wanna win to make myself feel better. feel like i didn't bloody waste my time there. instead of getting to meet my bro. after not seeing him for days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised it's like 3 days also.. from the last time i saw him. just like that time when he booked in. i guess 3 days is the max i can tahan being away from my bro......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being so dramatic right now. lame crap. he doesn't know i miss him so much. even though i told him. hai. i'm so jealous of boyuan and his sis going to watch a movie together. i never got to do that with my bro ): unless you wanna count watching all my jap dramas and movies at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i don't feel a thing for the friendly match tmrw. although i know it will build up as i near hwa chong tmrw. right now, i'm too busy feeling depressed about not seeing my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet this blog post is sounding more incestuous &lt;- is that the word?&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i don't care. i love my bro. but i'm not into incest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2554520462644589449?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2554520462644589449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2554520462644589449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2554520462644589449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2554520462644589449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/haloweentzjs-birthday.html' title='HALOWEEN/TZJ&apos;S BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-169648980373363459</id><published>2010-10-29T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T18:10:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>Less than 2 days to the damn combined training. I'm gonna have a panic attack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-169648980373363459?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/169648980373363459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=169648980373363459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/169648980373363459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/169648980373363459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3830908177168868459</id><published>2010-10-29T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:14:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>Aiya I'm feeling so stressed now.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, qiwen. You're better off dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3830908177168868459?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3830908177168868459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3830908177168868459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3830908177168868459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3830908177168868459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7457280957449610775</id><published>2010-10-28T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:13:15.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more demoralised than yesterday</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking frustrated. I can't excel at judo. I can't excel at weiqi. Why the hell am I wasting my dad's money continuing both? I feel like crying right now. I freaking lost a 9 handicap game. Wtfffffreak. I want to console myself by saying it's 'cause that guy was strong. But hello. No matter how strong the person is, WHO THE HELL LOSES A 9 HANDICAP GAME. The only person I could beat was Tracy. She is getting stronger though. Bet the next time I play her I cannot win anymore. I'm really losing my will to carry on playing. Same for judo. It's so frustrating. I can't even do normal push ups? I'm such a loser. Even I can't stand myself. I should stop complaining about that bastard all the time as I'm equally as loser-ish at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades are sucky as well. Wow. I should get an award for being Lousiest In Everything. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7457280957449610775?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7457280957449610775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7457280957449610775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7457280957449610775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7457280957449610775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/even-more-demoralised-than-yesterday.html' title='Even more demoralised than yesterday'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-203710192610258467</id><published>2010-10-28T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:48:04.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demoralising.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I GOT THROWNED BY SOMEONE WHO IS 44KG.&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME MUCH. THERE'S NO NEED TO FIGHT ON SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE GET ME A WHITE FLAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-203710192610258467?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/203710192610258467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=203710192610258467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/203710192610258467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/203710192610258467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/demoralising.html' title='Demoralising.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1316312749806068432</id><published>2010-10-22T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:54:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTFREAK.</title><content type='html'>Dear parents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day this child of yours is gonna end up like your first. Carry on thinking you guys are not "making the same mistakes with me". Really. Go ahead and continue. I look forward to the day you finally realise that everything you guys teach are crap. Have fun with the nice promises I shall make with y'all from now onwards. And I'll have fun breaking all of them in future.&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Love reflecting right? When you two grow old, you'll have lots of time to reflect on what lousy parents you two are. Too bad by then it'll be too late.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah. I'm grateful for all the stuff I have that other teenagers don't. Ha. All bought by money. So if y'all can get me all this, what is spending more to stop all the teasing and inferior feelings I have been getting since young? No. You rather spend money on a hopeless cause. Fine. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pissed daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Tqw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1316312749806068432?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1316312749806068432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1316312749806068432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1316312749806068432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1316312749806068432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/wtfreak.html' title='WTFREAK.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8693740430494263188</id><published>2010-10-22T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:46:42.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): what happened to my archives.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin 'cause of my archives and it's still not around. HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I have decided to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Forget we were ever that close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8693740430494263188?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8693740430494263188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8693740430494263188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8693740430494263188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8693740430494263188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-happened-to-my-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3116126800659485851</id><published>2010-10-22T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:52:17.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah bleah blah bleah</title><content type='html'>Everyone is updating their blog except me.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a post to make me feel less "left out". HAHA WHY AM I SO LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Jinju today. AHHHH. I wanna buy lotsa stuff but I already spent so much of my allowance before school even start............&lt;br /&gt;So all I got today was a bag and a bandage skirt. Glad at least I settled a little of the formal wear shopping I have yet to do. I LOVE MY NEW BAG LOADS &lt;3 although I feel it should be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAA. I'M NOT EVEN DONE WITH 1/4 OF MY ROOM. ONLY 2 1/2 BOXES ARE FILLED. I'm too lazy laaaaaaaa. SHANE, I'M MOVING SO I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR ACTIVITIES ON SUNDAY.. SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having lotsa breakouts these days. I was blaming the haze earlier.. but I realised it's my own fault. I haven't been eating my medication. Why the hell am I so forgetful. Everytime I finally remember I haven't eaten my medication, it's too late already. Like the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The doc is gonna kill me tomorrow when she sees my skin condition. OHOH, RETAINERS! NEW RETAINERS TOMORROW! Ever since I dropped mine in the toilet bowl, I've been really worried about my teeth shifting back. YAY NEW ONES TMRW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening next week. PT is resuming next week. I'm moving next week. Combined training's next week.&lt;br /&gt;Greattttttttt........ NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NOT exciting to make new friends all over again.&lt;br /&gt;So NOT exciting to embarrass my unfit self during PT again.&lt;br /&gt;So NOT exciting to NOT live with my brother. (Don't ask me about this.)&lt;br /&gt;So NOT exciting to compete when I can't even remember anything or throw anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an eventful week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3116126800659485851?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3116126800659485851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3116126800659485851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3116126800659485851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3116126800659485851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/blah-bleah-blah-bleah.html' title='blah bleah blah bleah'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2779243826538207160</id><published>2010-10-19T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:37:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant again</title><content type='html'>Yay today's topic is on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KINDA GUYS TURN ME OFF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys who like attractive girls but diss the ones that don't look as good, even if they're nice. Especially when guys who are not attractive themselves do it. Not counting celebrities laaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys who are always looking for girls to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Guys who think girls are not as ______ (fill whatever you want in) as guys/boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys who like to brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Guys who love acting emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys who gossip like bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Guys who talk non-stop in Mandarin to me. I can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys who are always thinking and talking dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys who are egoistic and full of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Guys who are immature and insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't feel like ranting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to add something in the post, but I totally forgot what was it. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2779243826538207160?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2779243826538207160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2779243826538207160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2779243826538207160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2779243826538207160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/rant-again.html' title='Rant again'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8137785497479337346</id><published>2010-10-14T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:44:14.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>Omg. Jinju told me when she googled my name, my blog came up. Idk if that's good or bad. But I quickly got rid of my name. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's training involved lots of running. Hai. I HATE RUNNING!!!! I wonder when I will stop feeling so shitty when I run. But oh well, the feeling after training is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't stand that bastard. How? ):&lt;br /&gt;Plus he keeps acting like Barney Stinson. What. The. Shit. Like stop it pls? Barney is funny, cute and awesome. You're.. NOT. I cannot take it when people try too hard to act like someone they cannot become. It's just pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo. Blogging about this is better than bitching right. Afterall, this is my online diary. I shall say whatever I'm thinking. Ok not everything but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all for now. I'm feeling really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8137785497479337346?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8137785497479337346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8137785497479337346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8137785497479337346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8137785497479337346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3745266823889166970</id><published>2010-10-12T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:34:20.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNGREHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hungry and bored.&lt;br /&gt;Took a 2 hour ride to school only to find the pool office empty. Security guard said they'll be back at 2. And guess what? I was supposed to get the forms approved by 2! Argh. I'm annoyed. But I need to save my energy instead of getting angry or else I'll faint from hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they call him efficient? I still don't get it after so long. Why don't they try working under him if he's so efficient eh? He texted me at 7 plus telling me what to do. I replied him at 9, asking where to find the sdar guy. No reply. Texted again at 11 plus I think. Still no reply. I'm sorry for being a noob but if you don't tell me where the sdar guy is, how am I supposed to get the job done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored right now. Feel like crying. I hate being in school alone! Idiot. I'm really on the verge of quitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3745266823889166970?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3745266823889166970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3745266823889166970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3745266823889166970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3745266823889166970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/hungrehhhhhhhhh.html' title='HUNGREHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7532029344615076297</id><published>2010-10-11T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:09:50.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOYED IRRITATED PISSED OFF WHATEVER!</title><content type='html'>WHY IS HE SUCH AN ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK IF HE KNOWS MY BLOG BUT I DON'T CARE. I NEEDA VENT SOMEWHERE! CAN'T VENT ON TWITTER 'CAUSE HE FOLLOWED ME. I WISH I PROTECTED MY TWEETS BEFORE HE COULD HAVE DONE SO. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE LAST MINUTE NOTICES. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARLIER, DION TOLD ME LAST MINUTE TO MEET IN SCHOOL TO CHOOSE TIMETABLE TOGETHER. NVM. I KNEW I COULDN'T MAKE IT. I WASN'T ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN THAT ASSHOLE TEXTED ME, ASKING ME TO DO STUFF, I WAS STARTING TO GET IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, WHAT THE HELL IS "Can you confirm the girls are going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTS WTS WTS WTS. DID YOU EVEN STATE WHERE? NO RIGHT? I KNOW IT'S THE LOFT LA. BUT HELLO. THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE I HAPPEN TO BE TALKING ABOUT IT AND THINKING ABOUT IT. NOT BECAUSE I KNEW WHAT THE HELL YOU WANTED TO ASK ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN STILL ASK ME TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL DO THIS DO THAT BEFORE 2PM. WTH IS WRONG WITH YOU. SO LAST MIN. MY MOM ALREADY MADE IT CLEAR TO ME I GOTTA STAY HOME THESE 2 DAYS 'CAUSE I WON'T BE HOME FROM WED-FRI. WHY MUST YOU MAKE MY LIFE DIFFICULT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can i fill up the forms when everyone say see how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I UNDERSTAND YOUR DIFFICULTY. BUT IS IT MY FREAKING FAULT?! WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO BRING IT TO THE OFFICE TMRW AND GET SCOLDED FOR HANDING THEM IN LATE OR WHATEVER. UGH. EVERYONE SAY SEE HOW THEN FREAKING TELL THEM YOU GOTTA HAND IN THE FORMS AND YOU NEED THE ANSWER LA. MUST ACT LIKE GOOD GUY MEH? THEN SMS ME THIS KINDA LAST MIN STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE QUITTING THE COMM MANY TIMES BECAUSE OF YOU LA, SERIOUSLY. I DON'T WANNA WORK UNDER YOU. I WANT A DIFF POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the good news.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IN TB22!&lt;br /&gt;at first i couldn't get into that class because my connection was screwing around with me when it was time for me to choose my timetable. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;i got into 26 but i continued spamming and when i saw 22 was available, i tried getting in. i failed the first few times. think i did something wrong. then when i saw the chance again, i pounced and I GOT IN. WOOOHOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah man. i got into the same class 3 of my other classmates. yay.&lt;br /&gt;hope next semester'll be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i got in 22, i cooled down already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow if he reads this, i'm quite screwed. but seriously.. whatever. cannot take it anymore. sometimes i see his name, i get pissed already. i feel bad, but what to do?&lt;br /&gt;i can be nice and help you with your problems and sympathise with you. but you are not the only one with problems. sometimes, quite often, YOU're my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. hope i get to watch more FMA or lunch queen tonight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7532029344615076297?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7532029344615076297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7532029344615076297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7532029344615076297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7532029344615076297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/annoyed-irritated-pissed-off-whatever.html' title='ANNOYED IRRITATED PISSED OFF WHATEVER!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3283097337128185308</id><published>2010-10-10T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:03:11.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Earlier post was by Zaniel.&lt;br /&gt;Omg la. Trying to teach him maths. I feel so useless. Now Thiru is here. Good. SHARE THE STRESS MAN!&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3283097337128185308?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3283097337128185308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3283097337128185308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3283097337128185308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3283097337128185308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/earlier-post-was-by-zaniel.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7292604017467263693</id><published>2010-10-10T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:30:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7292604017467263693?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7292604017467263693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7292604017467263693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7292604017467263693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7292604017467263693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/maths.html' title='Maths!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-424480524800024241</id><published>2010-10-02T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:00:05.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH</title><content type='html'>Leg hurt more after training yesterday. I think it's thanks to that stupid circuit training. And my knees were grazed ytd as I ended up on my knees during every exercise. Dammit. Now I can't kneel, squat or stretch. Other leg starting to hurt too. Should I heed bro's advice?&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. Falling asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-424480524800024241?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/424480524800024241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=424480524800024241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/424480524800024241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/424480524800024241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/ouch.html' title='OUCH'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-285595907029175736</id><published>2010-10-01T08:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T08:13:30.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>On the bus to school right now. Freezing my ass off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my results while on the mrt earlier. Think it's lousy compared to my classmates. But I'm glad. At least I passed.&lt;br /&gt;2 As&lt;br /&gt;2 Bs&lt;br /&gt;2 Cs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for my As seriously. They made up for my Cs. My GPA was 3.0833. Yeah it's not that good. But what can I expect when all I did was burn midnight oil and not prepare in advance? I didn't have the mood to study and stuff. My parents think I worked hard. I wonder if they know I struggled with myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll get better grades next sem.&lt;br /&gt;Goal: GPA 3.5 and above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Time to train soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-285595907029175736?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/285595907029175736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=285595907029175736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/285595907029175736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/285595907029175736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/10/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8822544774426405120</id><published>2010-09-30T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:22:40.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoner</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8822544774426405120?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8822544774426405120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8822544774426405120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8822544774426405120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8822544774426405120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/prisoner.html' title='Prisoner'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3102737631289858886</id><published>2010-09-29T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:12:49.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong session</title><content type='html'>I'm back here again.&lt;br /&gt;Bored mannnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At elton's house right now. The rest are playing mahjong. I'm so bored 'cause I don't even know how to play. And not that interested either.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching THE ISLAND. Not bad. But yeah. I wanna watch jap shows. I didn't even get to watch my anime last night.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Last night. I wasn't pissed okay. But the fact that people think I'm pissed or making a big fuss outta my name is starting to irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;When I started running last night, I told my bro about my leg. And he told me to go home straight away. Then he said I had to stop exercising for at least 3 months. So I went to see the Chinese sensei today and it was fine. Nothing serious. Praise the Lord. I don't have to stop training! I can't train today though, with my leg wrapped. Yeah, so my leg issue pulled my mood down. And I got so much crap from my sec school friends. I wasn't in the mood to joke around can. And they just had to gl me at that hour.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's also 'cause of PMS.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just plain gl myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3102737631289858886?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3102737631289858886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3102737631289858886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3102737631289858886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3102737631289858886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/mahjong-session.html' title='Mahjong session'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7218189969470903396</id><published>2010-09-28T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:50:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>HEH. I FINISHED YET ANOTHER DRAMA. I FEEL BAD. TONIGHT, I PROMISE, I'LL WATCH FMA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DRINK KOI REAL BAD. SOMEONE BUY FOR ME LEHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's PT was tough. Idk why I couldn't breathe properly. Super short of breath. Like asthma or something. And hai. Embarrassing as usual. But the moment I decided to join judo.. Was the moment I chose to throw away my face. Of course there's no good side of me when I'm training. I'm so lousy at sports. Joining this kinda thing only leads to embarrassment. I really hope one day I get better and think it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the drama I just watched is really getting to me. Talking about dreams and getting better and blah blah. The show was quite cute although it was super exaggerated. Like who confesses his love in the middle of a Shogi match? I mean not to his opponent but yeah. Then towards the last few episodes, he asked his opponent for his daughter's hand in marriage. Lol. She was right beside some more. AIYA SO SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever. Enough crapping. Gotta continue keeping laundry. Byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7218189969470903396?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7218189969470903396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7218189969470903396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7218189969470903396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7218189969470903396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4753586805360544403</id><published>2010-09-26T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:56:06.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM REALLY GETTING FATTER. I HAVE LAYERS. MANY MANY. EEEEEEEEEE. GROSS SHIT. WHY AM I NOT LOSING WEIGHT WHEN I GO FOR PT, JUDO AND RUN WITH BRO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So frustrating. I thought I would never diet and give up my favourite food just to lose weight. But now, I don't know anymore. I can't stand the sight of my flabby arms. I hate my layers of fats. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I just freaking fell asleep for 3 seconds. I'm sitting alone on some bench in city square mall. And I dozed off. Nice. Eyes still closing as I type all these. I wanna sleep ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think time to call my mom and irritate her again, hurry them to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4753586805360544403?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4753586805360544403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4753586805360544403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4753586805360544403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4753586805360544403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-really-getting-fatter.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7852370282038918554</id><published>2010-09-25T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:24:43.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for training today. Even though my body isn't aching from PT yesterday. I'm hating myself right now. Daddy's birthday today. My parents are happy I'm not training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. How to go for training without a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I can't even get whatever's bugging me off my chest when I blog. Starting to miss my diary.....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start a private twitter or blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7852370282038918554?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7852370282038918554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7852370282038918554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7852370282038918554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7852370282038918554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/fat.html' title='Fat'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4391002571988100540</id><published>2010-09-24T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:12:57.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>I started and finished a drama series yesterday. Awesome show. But it caused me to sleep at 3 plus. And I woke up at 6. Because of PT. KILL ME PLEASE. I have no energy. And I suck so much during PT. So I'm gonna suck more today. If that's even possible.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the bus stop outside school now. Waiting for the 3 ladies. Gonna be late but I doubt there's punishment today? Seeing that one of them is the vice captain and she's leading PT today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired and bored till I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye. Back to stoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4391002571988100540?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4391002571988100540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4391002571988100540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4391002571988100540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4391002571988100540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5405153567352053126</id><published>2010-09-22T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:16:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up</title><content type='html'>Idk why my blogskin was screwed up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I spent a helluva time changing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so noob kay. The files weren't in html at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided not to link anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit too ma fan. So sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOOOOODNIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5405153567352053126?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5405153567352053126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5405153567352053126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5405153567352053126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5405153567352053126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2057125883506975622</id><published>2010-09-21T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:36:56.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging made easier</title><content type='html'>COOL. SEEMS LIKE I'M ACTUALLY KEEPING THE BLOG ALIVE. OH WAIT. RESURRECTING MORE LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because these few days or maybe the past 2 weeks I have been feeling pretty idk, depressed? It's not like me to be this way. I have never let myself ........ Lose control?&lt;br /&gt;This is getting real annoying, to be honest. I want to stop thinking about it already. I'm getting pissed at myself. Hate it. Maybe I'm a control freak. Need to have control over situations or else I'll go berserk.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if what I'm saying is making sense. But I shall not care. Afterall, who's reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I feel like making this blog private. Then maybe I can really vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Done with this post.&lt;br /&gt;My noisy stomach is getting on my nerves too. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2057125883506975622?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2057125883506975622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2057125883506975622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2057125883506975622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2057125883506975622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/blogging-made-easier.html' title='Blogging made easier'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8539685532829027121</id><published>2010-09-21T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T01:46:29.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impulse to blog</title><content type='html'>okay, shane.&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one still reading my blog la.&lt;br /&gt;siao. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i guess i came back to this abandoned blog because i'm getting quite bored of using the laptop. there's nothing to do online. facebook is boring. twitter is fun but i can tweet on my phone and stuff. so there's really nothing much left to do when i switch on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to WASEDA SHIBUYA HIGH SCHOOL on sunday. i feel damn bad for not going to church okay. but this event is like once a year (i think) and i get cca points :/&lt;br /&gt;it was DAMN FUN. and SERIOUSLY CROWDED. PLUS THERE WERE AUTHENTIC JAP HOTTIES. heh. there were a few only la. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since physical training for judo started, i feel like dying everyday. my legs are killing me. I HAD TO PRETEND TO WALK NORMALLY AT WASEDA 'CAUSE I'LL LOOK INSANE WALKING LIKE AN OLD HAG. very hard. i want to shout everytime i take a step up or down. HAHA. NOT EXAGGERATION OK. now this is what a blog is useful for: complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks. to not talk anymore. but well, imma boring person. and it's pretty normal to end up not talking. i thought this time it was different though, guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. SOMEONE IS LIKE GETTING ON MY NERVES. I CANNOT STAND PEOPLE WHO DON'T TAKE STUFF SERIOUSLY. AS IN ONCE YOU MADE UP YOUR MIND, SEE IT THROUGH LA. WHY SO ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT EVERYTHING ELSE BUT THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. the way i blog now is so sloppy. but i can't be bothered now leh. maybe my next post (which is when?) will be less sloppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. FEELS GOOD TO VENT. AFTER SO LONG. I'M LAZY TO START WRITING MY DIARY AGAIN. SO BLOG LORH. ANYWAY NO ONE READS IT, HEH. EXCEPT MAYBE, MAYBE ONLY, SHANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8539685532829027121?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8539685532829027121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8539685532829027121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8539685532829027121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8539685532829027121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/09/impulse-to-blog.html' title='impulse to blog'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1255791611949505349</id><published>2010-07-18T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:10:54.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have the sudden urge to crap in this blog again, not that anyone still reads it. heh heh.&lt;div&gt;except maybe shane. the bo liao one who came up to me today and told me i haven't updated it since october or something. dude, it's august 31!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. i have TRUCKLOADS of stupid assignments due tonight, 2 quizzes to study for, many tutorials and a powerpoint presentation to complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hence, i shall waste no more time here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye. (shane, you better read this bo liao post.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1255791611949505349?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1255791611949505349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1255791611949505349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1255791611949505349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1255791611949505349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-sudden-urge-to-crap-in-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3204316742512627532</id><published>2009-08-31T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:51:38.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISSED ANBERLIN TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3204316742512627532?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3204316742512627532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3204316742512627532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3204316742512627532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3204316742512627532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/ughhh.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3109403686025487786</id><published>2009-07-19T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:40:55.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day? Maybe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had lots to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3109403686025487786?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3109403686025487786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3109403686025487786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3109403686025487786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3109403686025487786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-day-maybe.html' title='Bad day? Maybe.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3741008588063712491</id><published>2009-07-13T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:54:27.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NON-EMO POST</title><content type='html'>People say my posts are emo. (People = Shane)&lt;br /&gt;So this post shall not be emo.&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not supposed to be emo.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall say.. I managed to survive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THAT'S ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3741008588063712491?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3741008588063712491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3741008588063712491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3741008588063712491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3741008588063712491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/non-emo-post.html' title='NON-EMO POST'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2999653861928735813</id><published>2009-07-07T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:10:33.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some effing asshole hacked my maple account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UGH. I thought at least I had a game to return to after O's. But now, what the shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bloody shithead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Darn pissed right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Screw that mofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just waiting to hack this blog too right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2999653861928735813?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2999653861928735813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2999653861928735813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2999653861928735813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2999653861928735813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/grr.html' title='GRR.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5957234213138075054</id><published>2009-07-06T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:09:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of the massive pile of homework due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of having tuition everyday, sometimes even twice.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of school ending so late everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of not being able to do anything fun all because of O freaking Levels.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of people going back on their word.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of bothering to attempt studying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of a certain old lady jabbing her finger at my arm telling me not to buy so much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of feeling like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of waking up with an aching body everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of being dragged into stuff i really don't care about.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of being skeptical about my future.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of teachers provoking me so that i would work harder.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of caring so much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of having nightmares all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of being so freaking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of being such a crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at my limit already.&lt;br /&gt;what more do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;i'll gladly jump, if it weren't a friggin' sin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5957234213138075054?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5957234213138075054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5957234213138075054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5957234213138075054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5957234213138075054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/why.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8391197545766801992</id><published>2009-07-02T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:38:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihatemyselfsofreakingmuch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALWAYS LOSING THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER OF TIMES I LOST MY WALLET: COUNTLESS&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER OF TIMES I LOST MY PHONE: 2 I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER OF TIMES I LOST MY EARPIECE + THUMBDRIVE: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BLOODY ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I lost my Malaysian wallet. With about 63 ringgit left and my popular card inside. Today I friggin' lost my earpiece and thumbdrive AGAIN. Twice this year la. Dammit. I should cut off my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I only blogged to vent my pek-chekness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8391197545766801992?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8391197545766801992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8391197545766801992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8391197545766801992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8391197545766801992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3683536003056544898</id><published>2009-06-29T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:44:55.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know my hair sucks.&lt;br /&gt;No need to rub it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only the first day of school after a not-very-long break and we're bombarded with homework. Ugh. So this is Secondary 4 life. It sucks. We're ending school like 4 or 5 everyday except friday. Plus tuition at night almost everyday.. I can die. But still, I'm using the computer now. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;Since people are telling me I have not been updating and I have nothing much to say on this blog, I shall talk about a movie I watched weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance, Subaru&lt;/span&gt; was an awesome movie. Of course, almost anything related to Japanese is awesome. Almost because the one thing that's not awesome about them is that their ancestors tortured so many of our ancestors' lives before. Otherwise, they rock.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie was really good. It's about this girl and her desire to learn ballet and be a professional dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;GO STUDY, GO STUDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3683536003056544898?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3683536003056544898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3683536003056544898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3683536003056544898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3683536003056544898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3553446010507604730</id><published>2009-06-02T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:31:27.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm back to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'CAUSE I'M DONE WITH THE F&amp;amp;N COURSEWORK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PART A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMGYAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life's been pretty good.  No, actually it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;First, my results.. UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, my parents are overseas. Meaning I have to go to school myself. (I know I sound spoilt. But I really need the sleep!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, teachers are piling us with more work. OH HOW NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I'm getting eyebags from all the late nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I was falling asleep during the MTL O Level Paper 2 on Monday. I'm so getting a distinction.. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, my fat cousin has been pissing me off wayyy too much these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh, I think I'm really retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighth, I lost both my 2GB thumbdrives together with my iPhone earpiece and some braces thing last week. Yeah, and my coursework was inside one of the thumbdrives. OHMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineth, I'm wasting time blogging. 'Cause the blog is already too dead to revive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth, I'm still in school uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;So yeah, I have to shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;BYE FELLOW RETARDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3553446010507604730?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3553446010507604730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3553446010507604730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3553446010507604730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3553446010507604730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-8192946107826207465</id><published>2009-05-20T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:05:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He came back yesterday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just when I called him a nutcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh well (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-8192946107826207465?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8192946107826207465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=8192946107826207465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8192946107826207465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/8192946107826207465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-came-back-yesterday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7362515046043392754</id><published>2009-05-19T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:13:34.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That nutcase decided to stay in Malaysia for 2 more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Without telling me. Without sparing a thought for my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Of all places.. Malaysia?!&lt;br /&gt;I thought he would choose to rough it out in Japan or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I miss him ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7362515046043392754?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7362515046043392754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7362515046043392754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7362515046043392754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7362515046043392754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-nutcase-decided-to-stay-in.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7257837375748505076</id><published>2009-05-02T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:32:09.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss RGPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the canteen food.&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing hopscotch after school.&lt;br /&gt;I miss making noise and playing games in the school bus.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking about "encounters" others faced in the school toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the atmosphere that is present during CIP fairs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing board/card games after exams.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to haunted houses by other classes with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing Tom Sawyer on the PC in the school library.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hiding behind the bookshelves in the library, eating with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss. I miss. I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7257837375748505076?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7257837375748505076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7257837375748505076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7257837375748505076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7257837375748505076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-rgps.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1701338063019909605</id><published>2009-04-27T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:58:37.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today..&lt;br /&gt;is a freaking retarded day.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow..&lt;br /&gt;will be worse than today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1701338063019909605?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1701338063019909605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1701338063019909605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1701338063019909605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1701338063019909605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/04/today.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7603151605353331964</id><published>2009-04-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:40:27.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7603151605353331964?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7603151605353331964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7603151605353331964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7603151605353331964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7603151605353331964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/04/c-o-w-r-d.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-554808185132745180</id><published>2009-03-24T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:40:19.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY IT TO MY FACE, BITCH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watched Paul Blart: Mall Cop on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I predicted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it was gonna be a dumb show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It turned out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;to be a dumb show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thus, I was right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're planning to watch it, DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. Go watch some Japanese movie instead.&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what I missed out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay, got loads of homework waiting for me to start on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BYE PEEPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-554808185132745180?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/554808185132745180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=554808185132745180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/554808185132745180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/554808185132745180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-it-to-my-face-bitch.html' title='SAY IT TO MY FACE, BITCH.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5999071618117821528</id><published>2009-03-20T22:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:49:04.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH, BABEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY GRADUATED FROM LIBRARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;No more shelving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;No more book sharing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;No more staying back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ah, today was pretty eventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We played the FINDING EXCOS game again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-_- Traditional game or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We ran and screamed all round the school. As usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Guess what? Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Trizia struggled so much (we already caught her -.-) that my specs got abused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It was like, crooked and I couldn't even wear it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So I had to squint my way around the whole school, trying not to lose my group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, my super-daddy fixed it for me and handed it to me when he came for the hand-over ceremony. Aw (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saw          ______.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Who gave me a _______                face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What. The. Shit. Was. That. For.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That's all I wanna blog about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BYE PEOPLE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5999071618117821528?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5999071618117821528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5999071618117821528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5999071618117821528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5999071618117821528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah-babey.html' title='YEAH, BABEY!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3226406470039999144</id><published>2009-03-18T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:36:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELINDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I just finished watching the movie, Slumdog Millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my my. It was really interesting. Awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting it to be good anyway. Seeing that it won 8 Oscars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's all I logged in to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I know that's quite dumb. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3226406470039999144?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3226406470039999144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3226406470039999144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3226406470039999144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3226406470039999144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-belinda.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELINDA!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5544925220631533722</id><published>2009-03-17T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:02:14.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMA B****F*** NOW :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;It was so freaking fun smiling at people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5544925220631533722?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5544925220631533722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5544925220631533722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5544925220631533722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5544925220631533722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/imma-bf-now-d.html' title='IMMA B****F*** NOW :D'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7152240189542019985</id><published>2009-03-13T22:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:27:31.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIZZDAY THE THIRTEENTH</title><content type='html'>We went to the Science Centre today to make soap. Two mothers from PSG were our chaperones for the day and lemme tell you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY ARE DAMN ANNOYING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Our soap wasn't even solidified or whatever yet but they kept hurrying our group to put the disgusting substance in the mould. In the end, it turned out so freaking gross.  Except for that part, everything else went well. It was FUN! Quite. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Fajrina probably felt today is the best day of her life. &lt;/span&gt;AHAHA! The guys had a blast blowing their gloves after the experiments. Lol. Some were damn cute. Reminded me of UDDERS. I'm not saying udders are cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp3aukkD5I/AAAAAAAAALE/IVlNCQPvJTg/s1600-h/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp3aukkD5I/AAAAAAAAALE/IVlNCQPvJTg/s320/IMG_0300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312690011498614674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Soap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp3qzPxrpI/AAAAAAAAALM/qPMiiiDZEac/s1600-h/IMG_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp3qzPxrpI/AAAAAAAAALM/qPMiiiDZEac/s320/IMG_0301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312690287631511186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My attempt at a question :D (Janelle couldn't stop laughing at it -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp4Rv0Dl0I/AAAAAAAAALU/iPbGbX3MeAs/s1600-h/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp4Rv0Dl0I/AAAAAAAAALU/iPbGbX3MeAs/s320/IMG_0302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312690956724836162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The correct answer. LOL! World of a difference eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp4uXK9itI/AAAAAAAAALc/5qAa7I58qU4/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp4uXK9itI/AAAAAAAAALc/5qAa7I58qU4/s320/IMG_0303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312691448326228690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hafiz's blown up gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp5MPrcA9I/AAAAAAAAALk/R_UsuTTD2gs/s1600-h/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp5MPrcA9I/AAAAAAAAALk/R_UsuTTD2gs/s320/IMG_0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312691961711035346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sonesh's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bitch 5 Bitch 5 Bitch 5,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;get out of my sight please (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You never did take me seriously, did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7152240189542019985?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7152240189542019985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7152240189542019985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7152240189542019985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7152240189542019985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/frizzday-thirteenth.html' title='FRIZZDAY THE THIRTEENTH'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/Sbp3aukkD5I/AAAAAAAAALE/IVlNCQPvJTg/s72-c/IMG_0300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4714240386473479589</id><published>2009-03-03T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:54:27.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPARISON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody likes to compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"See that?! People are working hard for their degrees while you just laze around all day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Teachers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"You may be the best class but 102 is better behaved than all of you." (Remember, 101'06?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Teenagers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Why am I not as good-looking and smart as him/her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Children..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"He's so lucky. He's got a PSP, Nintendo DS and a Wii at home while all I've got is a Gameboy Colour."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparison is everywhere. Annoying, isn't it? Especially when your parents compare you to some smart ass. Especially when you compare yourselves with some perfectionist. Is it in our nature to do this sort of thing? I wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;If you're waiting to hear about my results, I've got only one word for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORRIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I failed quite a few subjects. I only did OKAY for 2 subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Keyword: OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I deproved a lot. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh well.. Expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4714240386473479589?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4714240386473479589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4714240386473479589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4714240386473479589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4714240386473479589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/comparison.html' title='COMPARISON'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2954396209555787769</id><published>2009-02-28T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:48:57.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm starting to love songs by The Offspring and The Script (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2954396209555787769?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2954396209555787769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2954396209555787769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2954396209555787769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2954396209555787769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-starting-to-love-songs-by-offspring.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3843133288133868021</id><published>2009-02-26T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:11:29.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEER UP! COMMON TESTS ARE OVER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3843133288133868021?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3843133288133868021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3843133288133868021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3843133288133868021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3843133288133868021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/everybody-is-moody-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7963758092429123178</id><published>2009-02-21T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:09:56.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm suffering from insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7963758092429123178?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7963758092429123178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7963758092429123178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7963758092429123178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7963758092429123178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-im-suffering-from-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4827104721277534727</id><published>2009-02-20T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:52:12.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-_____________-&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I'll tell you people about my new lover.&lt;br /&gt;His surname is Nintendo.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Wii.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so he's none other than the very ENTERTAINING Nintendo Wii.&lt;br /&gt;Go bang your heads if you actually believed that post. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Like I would announce my love life on my blog. If I even have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, THURSDAY ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;I had many visitors. Okay, maybe not a lot. But it's better than none.&lt;br /&gt;Eric, Han Wei, Yoong Kai and Zaniel came. I thought Eric was just gonna come and pass me the form for Geography but the whole group came and they actually played with my childish cousins!&lt;br /&gt;Kang Kiat came later to pass me my other work and lemme copy his Chemistry notes.&lt;br /&gt;So.. THANK YOU PEOPLE! (:&lt;br /&gt;They saved me from a few hours of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh! Common Test is next week! YAYYYYYY! I'm gonna fail! Isn't that exciting? I'm sure the spammer would be REALLY HAPPY for me. Haha, whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE GUYS ARE HOT!&lt;br /&gt;FAKE JAPANESE GUYS ARE NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYONARA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4827104721277534727?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4827104721277534727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4827104721277534727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4827104721277534727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4827104721277534727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4760047648260900009</id><published>2009-02-15T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:36:46.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M BEING OSTRACISED BY MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have dinner with my family!&lt;br /&gt;WTH! WTH! WTH! WTH! WTH! WTH!&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking saddening okay..&lt;br /&gt;It's like, they were all eating in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;And I had to freaking eat in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT! I'M ALSO STUCK UPSTAIRS NOW 'CAUSE THEY ALL DON'T WANNA SPREAD CHICKENPOX TO THEIR GRANDKIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take up fencing!&lt;br /&gt;Anybody willing to sponsor me? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4760047648260900009?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4760047648260900009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4760047648260900009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4760047648260900009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4760047648260900009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-being-ostracised-by-my-own-flesh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7310822756386464547</id><published>2009-02-15T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:58:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new lover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sleek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He supports me when I want to slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He entertains me A LOT. Unlike most guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TELL YOU ALL FOR WHAT! AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7310822756386464547?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7310822756386464547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7310822756386464547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7310822756386464547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7310822756386464547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-819886516916955783</id><published>2009-02-11T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:40:32.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SPOTS ARE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REVOLTING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-819886516916955783?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/819886516916955783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=819886516916955783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/819886516916955783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/819886516916955783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/spots-are-revolting-grossssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5731266617860994328</id><published>2009-02-07T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:59:14.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just couldn't wait one more week.&lt;br /&gt;Typical impatient me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, doubt it would have made a difference anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5731266617860994328?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5731266617860994328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5731266617860994328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5731266617860994328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5731266617860994328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-couldnt-wait-one-more-week.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7407763237766264184</id><published>2009-02-07T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:21:58.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOO SHOO!</title><content type='html'>IT has infected me. (Actually 2 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT has made me sleep so much. Almost as much as a pig. (Fine, maybe I am one already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT has been so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is gonna cause me to fail my common tests. YAYNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is chickenpox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7407763237766264184?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7407763237766264184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7407763237766264184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7407763237766264184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7407763237766264184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/shoo-shoo.html' title='SHOO SHOO!'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6995354482500877125</id><published>2009-02-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:28:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya, you must be stupid to have forgotten that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid enough to think I care either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6995354482500877125?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6995354482500877125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=6995354482500877125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6995354482500877125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6995354482500877125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ya-you-must-be-stupid-to-have-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4470963269515505717</id><published>2009-02-04T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:16:35.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;REPLIES TO TAGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Melody: Haha. Yeah :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Angelu Lucifan: No la, just very tired. Sleep very late. I wasn't trying to sleep. I was trying not to nod off in an unglam manner. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Perri: PERRI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We're damn lame okay. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sarah: Hey hello! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Slept at 3am this morning. Lmao. Lucky I didn't need to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alpine won.. As usual. Damn, when will Atlas ever win?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;LOL. Probably never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I splurged a lot today. SHITTTTTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Buying stuff out of impulse again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4470963269515505717?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4470963269515505717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4470963269515505717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4470963269515505717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4470963269515505717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/replies-to-tags-melody-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5510725635456355390</id><published>2009-02-03T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:53:59.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration taking over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SYh16F8HEPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8-T0AI586pU/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SYh16F8HEPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8-T0AI586pU/s200/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614602488549618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I the world's most clueless person or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in almost every class today. Nice.. What a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yesterday. Since it's past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a horrible day, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Huda is gonna bully me every Chemistry lesson now. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Samuel Wee.. Hopefully, he stays clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the point of carrying on with this stupid charade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5510725635456355390?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5510725635456355390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5510725635456355390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5510725635456355390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5510725635456355390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/frustration-taking-over.html' title='Frustration taking over.'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SYh16F8HEPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8-T0AI586pU/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-9193270155926675476</id><published>2009-02-02T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:40:34.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It looks like my immune system is bloody strong.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got chickenpox!&lt;br /&gt;Fatty is going back to school tomorrow and Skinny has gotten it.&lt;br /&gt;And what about me?&lt;br /&gt;NO FRIGGIN' CHICKENPOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unfair ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days was SHITTY.&lt;br /&gt;No, it was SHITTIER THAN SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;I shall not state why.&lt;br /&gt;Just know that this whatever-it-is has been pissing me off, making me damn vulgar and seriously upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I've got people to make me laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;I went to Pizza Hut with Janelle and Shahidah. 'Cause somebody felt like eating pizza but in the end, the one that ordered pizza was me -___- Then Eric was supposed to meet us. But Yoong Kai, Zaniel, Han Wei and He Shen tagged along. LOL. So we had to shift places.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOSH. I TELL YOU.. THEY ARE SO EMBARRASSING OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;*shudders at the memory*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn coursework. Screw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-9193270155926675476?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9193270155926675476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=9193270155926675476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/9193270155926675476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/9193270155926675476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-looks-like-my-immune-system-is.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4504396867985887852</id><published>2009-02-01T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:10:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. I really hate Shanti okay! Because of her, I can't buy the star jacket from Esprit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, interesting things happened today. Interesting conversations I mean. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I just realized what a jinx I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing blackjack with my relatives earlier on and I kept losing money. And when I went off for a while to get some kueh bangkit to eat, my grandaunt helped me look at my cards and it turned out I've got double aces! WTF! I'm happy of course. But that only happened when I'm gone. And then, during the last few rounds, I finally managed to get an ace and a king but that was only because they changed the dealer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Whatevs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4504396867985887852?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4504396867985887852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4504396867985887852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4504396867985887852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4504396867985887852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6647970555773136145</id><published>2009-01-28T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:56:19.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahem. Jon's lucky I didn't take any photos just now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CNY was B-O-R-I-N-G. Especially the first day. So little red packets. Just because the fatty has got chicken pox, so many relatives didn't want to come ):&lt;br /&gt;No blackjack too. That sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, when lessons ended, Shahidah's knee suddenly hurt and she ended up having many escorts. Haha. The library was so noisy 'cause of her. Tsk, Shahidah. Bad example. Kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a speedy recovery yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Nothing is happening in my life now. So bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLIES TO TAGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PJ: Okay, if I remember. HAHA. I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;PeRRi: Er? Thanks. Wish you good luck too?&lt;br /&gt;PEARLENE: Happy new year to you too!&lt;br /&gt;yaling'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hello, happy new year to you too! And yeah, that's Jon Tan Kun Ming. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jon: Yes, Jon? How will I die? HAHA! Of course you're the one I'm calling a retard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Janelle: Cheer up, girl! Don't bother about the bitch (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std" style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6647970555773136145?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6647970555773136145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=6647970555773136145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6647970555773136145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6647970555773136145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahem.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-7784988432787896274</id><published>2009-01-26T18:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:34:28.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sarah's party was fun-tabulous. And so very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos.&lt;br /&gt;I only have pictures of a certain retard *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2LShE9NKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uVvVmnQjYU4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2LShE9NKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uVvVmnQjYU4/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295541887090635938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2Lihj88xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Mks8w2IYog4/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2Lihj88xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Mks8w2IYog4/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295542162098549522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2L2NPs3yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kbiPTZroh2A/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2L2NPs3yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kbiPTZroh2A/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295542500242284322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2MFrf3TCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/oIUTMOODoPc/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2MFrf3TCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/oIUTMOODoPc/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295542766061177890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded nerd right? Pregnant some more. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing more to see here.&lt;br /&gt;Continue with your red packet collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My deepest condolences to the Tangs. May he rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-7784988432787896274?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7784988432787896274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=7784988432787896274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7784988432787896274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/7784988432787896274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/sarahs-party-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SX2LShE9NKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uVvVmnQjYU4/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-5616878823206584904</id><published>2009-01-22T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:11:39.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY SARAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-5616878823206584904?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5616878823206584904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=5616878823206584904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5616878823206584904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/5616878823206584904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-in-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3978235092141399604</id><published>2009-01-21T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:20:37.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>car, bang me please.&lt;br /&gt;chickenpox, infect me please.&lt;br /&gt;homework, suffocate me please.&lt;br /&gt;mentally disabled, kill me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3978235092141399604?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3978235092141399604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3978235092141399604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3978235092141399604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3978235092141399604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/car-bang-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-3998060366689643244</id><published>2009-01-17T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:31:07.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the hospital ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-3998060366689643244?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3998060366689643244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=3998060366689643244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3998060366689643244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/3998060366689643244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2715188817299564719</id><published>2009-01-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:58:25.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2715188817299564719?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2715188817299564719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2715188817299564719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2715188817299564719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2715188817299564719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-320241284472017390</id><published>2009-01-11T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:56:37.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-320241284472017390?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/320241284472017390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=320241284472017390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/320241284472017390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/320241284472017390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/fat-fat-fat-fat-fat-fat-fat-fat-fat-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1815335573411325179</id><published>2009-01-09T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:46:13.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SAVIOUR OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SWdv7m4h2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/shrSfWlU7iY/s1600-h/DSC02135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SWdv7m4h2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/shrSfWlU7iY/s200/DSC02135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289319357210548818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking to the bus stop when I noticed a group of people. Luckily, that person on top saved me from a WHOLE lot of awkwardness. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. I just had to give her some credit. (No, she didn't force me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1815335573411325179?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1815335573411325179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1815335573411325179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1815335573411325179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1815335573411325179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/saviour-of-day-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SWdv7m4h2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/shrSfWlU7iY/s72-c/DSC02135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1409043041957301505</id><published>2008-12-22T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:20:04.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Here comes the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All dressed in red..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went IKEA just now. There was this Indian biatch that pissed me off. I won't go into details. I have no idea how to put it type it out anyway. Not like anybody would care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1409043041957301505?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1409043041957301505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1409043041957301505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1409043041957301505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1409043041957301505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-comes-bed-all-dressed-in-red.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-4829833251185014545</id><published>2008-12-18T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:51:10.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated on Wednesday. Apparently, it didn't even appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched TWILIGHT on Wednesday and it was ..........................................&lt;br /&gt;Uh, how to say it? It was ...............................................................&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's the word.&lt;br /&gt;The show was .......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. Over all, it was BORING. I mean.. There were parts that were funny. But it was just not very interesting. It's not doing any justice to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;The book ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;The movie simply SUCKED!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not saying I won't be catching New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG! GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE HOTTIE WHO ACTED AS JASPER IN THE MOVIE WAS FRIGGIN' BORN IN SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm so proud of Singapore :D (Finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO SNATCHING! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-4829833251185014545?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4829833251185014545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=4829833251185014545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4829833251185014545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/4829833251185014545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-6117164692039099574</id><published>2008-12-15T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:42:59.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheng En's 21st</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Sheng En's 21st birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;Her party was really long. First, people ate. Second, they played '101 facts about Sheng En'and OMG, HUI QI TOTALLY EMBARRASSED HER. I'm not gonna say the exact words she used but just know that she let the whole world know about some personal girl stuff. Poor Sheng En. She managed to be okay though.. Good for her. I guess it was a success. Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We managed to get her to finally wear a dress and make up. She looked really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Many of her friends turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The food was kinda good. But the drink was.. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Her brother composed a song for her. Lucky girl! How I wish my brother would do that for me. Haha. Wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She got a whole lotta presents. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippet of conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While putting on foundation for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY: I think you should put some more here. Not even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHENG EN: Aiya, don't care la! *grabs the foundation and anyhow put on her forehead, making it worse than before*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____________________________________________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-6117164692039099574?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6117164692039099574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=6117164692039099574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6117164692039099574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/6117164692039099574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/sheng-ens-21st.html' title='Sheng En&apos;s 21st'/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1141116915509470579</id><published>2008-12-11T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:20:19.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Kuala Lumpur last Saturday and came back this Monday. Best trip to Malaysia with my family man. The shopping was like................. Philippines. Except more expensive. Here are some photos. Not of me of course (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEtEZlpOfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/c-Ox1h32ILI/s1600-h/IMG_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEtEZlpOfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/c-Ox1h32ILI/s320/IMG_0190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278549791866436082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice plate eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEspp2YolI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sMTNKWPgZyw/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEspp2YolI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sMTNKWPgZyw/s320/IMG_0191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278549332375151186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indian Naan + strawberry ice cream + cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEuHLSXInI/AAAAAAAAAJE/d54PYBFn14M/s1600-h/IMG_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEuHLSXInI/AAAAAAAAAJE/d54PYBFn14M/s320/IMG_0192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278550939078697586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh, don't know what else he added. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEvBRbGC-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/SHhwiJ2ORs8/s1600-h/IMG_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEvBRbGC-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/SHhwiJ2ORs8/s320/IMG_0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551937158351842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch him go at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1141116915509470579?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1141116915509470579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1141116915509470579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1141116915509470579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1141116915509470579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-to-kuala-lumpur-last-saturday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SUEtEZlpOfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/c-Ox1h32ILI/s72-c/IMG_0190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2243080201290969889</id><published>2008-12-04T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:21:55.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I'm truly able to relate to the person that first came up with the conclusion, "Be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it. Reminds me of the song "When I Grow Up". Ha.&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" alt="Posted by ShoZu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2243080201290969889?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2243080201290969889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2243080201290969889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2243080201290969889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2243080201290969889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-im-truly-able-to-relate-to-person.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-1935107292036499662</id><published>2008-12-03T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:36:19.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REPLIES TO TAGS&lt;br /&gt;FARAH: Haha. Yeah, the holiday was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;shahidah: Yeah, I'm broke too! Oh, I'm not going aspen next year. I'm gonna take only private tuition.&lt;br /&gt;sheralyn: Okay (:&lt;br /&gt;zhenqun: Yeah, the shopping was awesome. And the parasailing.. And the buggy driving.&lt;br /&gt;PEARLENE: Thanks! (: You take care too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-1935107292036499662?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1935107292036499662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=1935107292036499662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1935107292036499662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/1935107292036499662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/12/replies-to-tags-farah-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2510104221503558744</id><published>2008-11-25T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:04:10.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_M9mb0AU9k/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_M9mb0AU9k/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/KRT7RL/music/AzLe3jO9/the_stiff_dylans_ultra_violet/"&gt;Ultra Violet - The Stiff Dylans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2510104221503558744?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2510104221503558744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2510104221503558744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2510104221503558744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2510104221503558744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/11/ultra-violet-stiff-dylans.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-2745830866272584015</id><published>2008-11-24T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:57:52.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm broke shitless.&lt;br /&gt;And acting very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1793622261223953043-2745830866272584015?l=daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2745830866272584015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1793622261223953043&amp;postID=2745830866272584015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2745830866272584015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1793622261223953043/posts/default/2745830866272584015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofmyteenagelife.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-broke-shitless.html' title=''/><author><name>NEWIQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhqGvmRaT6Q/SRQLWgEzr9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/X7nDm8bdPbc/S220/me+and+janelle.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1793622261223953043.post-936847030404698000</id><published>2008-11-23T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:40:08.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK IN SINGAPORE! 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