<?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-206660053132425520</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:49:59.713+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='the post'/><category term='sad'/><category term='shoulder'/><category term='fustration.'/><category term='tired'/><category term='argument'/><category term='No more.'/><category term='Cry'/><category term='east coast'/><category term='m&apos;sia'/><category term='last dae of school'/><category term='library'/><category term='last paper'/><category term='I abhor every second I have to see your face.'/><category term='BAD MOOD'/><category term='personality'/><category term='bitches'/><category term='be yourself day'/><category term='performance'/><category term='another dae at school'/><category term='dance'/><category term='my like sux.'/><category term='SHOES'/><category term='drama'/><category term='I don&apos;t wanna talk to you no more.'/><category term='I can&apos;t see you no more.'/><category term='chalet'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='Bye Bye'/><category term='lock'/><category term='exams'/><category term='another dae at school..'/><category term='home econs'/><category term='him'/><category term='emoing'/><category term='Kiss my ass bitch.'/><category term='camp'/><category term='replies'/><category term='I loathe you.'/><category term='lollipop'/><category term='boring'/><category term='imm'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='sucker'/><category term='todae'/><category term='pain'/><category term='the whole week'/><category term='aces dae'/><category term='cross country'/><category term='mother&apos;s dae'/><category term='sentosa'/><category term='you just had to appear.'/><category term='weight'/><category term='sakae'/><category term='Sleep...'/><category term='hip-hop'/><category term='crying'/><category term='waterbottle'/><category term='boredom..'/><category term='aesthetic sux'/><category term='broken heart'/><category term='I gotta live without you.'/><category term='think'/><category term='IKEA'/><category term='zhixian'/><category term='water'/><category term='breathe.'/><category term='cca'/><category term='tokin to myself is so interesting'/><category term='bastard'/><category term='father&apos;s day'/><category term='fever'/><category term='nose'/><category term='Shut it.'/><category term='curse'/><category term='last day?'/><category term='GOLD WITH HONOURS'/><category term='难得'/><category term='paper'/><category term='stupid quiz.'/><category term='jp'/><category term='ripping'/><category term='tag replies'/><category term='LUCINDA'/><category term='idiot'/><category term='stop messing me up.'/><category term='aniversary'/><category term='chinese dance'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='haha.'/><category term='fucker'/><category term='ting xie'/><category term='I cried.'/><category term='SPARTANS'/><category term='Day 1 XD'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='rash'/><category term='smoking'/><category term='I really regret it.'/><category term='bag'/><category term='chi drama meeting'/><category term='search'/><category term='happy birthday joey'/><category term='Bring me away..'/><category term='I&apos;m bruised.'/><category term='the day'/><category term='I&apos;m very dissapointed with you.'/><category term='holiday work'/><category term='Sealed with a kiss.'/><category term='report book'/><category term='ichiban'/><category term='lowest in level'/><title type='text'>Let me breathe.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4835389741116514478</id><published>2009-04-24T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:35:20.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOLD WITH HONOURS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It feel so damn good to be the first CCA in Fuhua to get gold with honours. XD Sorry To the sec 2s that I've yelled at alot during trainings. I'm really sorry. Sorry to the people that I gave attitude to when you didn't listen. But I really thank you guys for putting in all your effort for us to get that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS&lt;/span&gt; that we really deserve. I LOVE YOU PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE is around the corner my dancers. So, we must banish the rumors that chinese dancers are just BIMBOS cause we are so not. We must prove to them that we are not bimbos. We are all rounders. So, KA-PISH to those losers who say we are. JIAYOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going an a hiatus because of the MYEs and I realyl don't ever want to be called abimbo. Ever. Ta-ta people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4835389741116514478?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4835389741116514478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4835389741116514478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4835389741116514478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4835389741116514478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold-with-honours-it-feel-so-damn-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3854140827217475374</id><published>2009-04-21T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:48:52.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1 XD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks everybody for tagging my blog and keeping it alive! Thanks for the good wishes people!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the chinese dance as well as the chinese ochestra SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congrats CO for getting a gold!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance for today went pretty well. So, HURRAY!!!!! I hope hope hope hope hope x a million times that we would get a gold with honours. I know I'd been pretty harsh on some of the sec 2s these few practices and I'm sorry sweeties!! I really want that gold with honours!!! But I think that its not impossible for us to get that so.. GOOD LUCK TO THE RESULTS TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!! I'm as high as high can be and absolutely nothing can get me down today. Except for the fact that there's oral tomorrow. -.- But who cares???? YAY GWH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results will be out tomorrow. So.. As we await...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3854140827217475374?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3854140827217475374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3854140827217475374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3854140827217475374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3854140827217475374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-everybody-for-tagging-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3291281006418390915</id><published>2009-04-16T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:18:19.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Xuanhui!!!!! Smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Had dance dance today. I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; must got gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sec 2s, I don't give a damn about what you guys get for your 2nd syf but this is my one and only syf. You guys want to bust your nest syf, that's your freaking damn problem. You want to get bronze, get bronze. I DON'T CARE. But for this syf, You guys don't have a goddamn choice. I can say truthfully. I have place my life in this dance. I'm not even studying anymore. I practice at night till 11pm. I think about the actions in class. I revolve my life aroung dance. You people won't understand. If you people have not placed your heart into this dance. DO IT NOW. I want that gold NEXT TUESDAY. I will put helluva lot of stress on you guys. Hate me if you want. I don't have time to give a damn about your feelings now. Put your heart and soul into the dance. Now. By sat, I want to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3291281006418390915?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3291281006418390915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3291281006418390915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3291281006418390915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3291281006418390915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-xuanhui-smile-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5228939681378987638</id><published>2009-04-01T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:54:50.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Performed during USA today. yay! one down, 2 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm tired. I feel like crying, feel like screaming. Feel like yelling the house down. I feel tired. I may have a really sucky attitude nowadays but it's all cause of STRESS. I think I'm going crazy. I think I'm gonna die. I think and I think and I think. But my brain's dead. My heart's dead too. I think I'M dead. But i don't think that too. I'm self contradicting. I need to take my medication for insanity now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5228939681378987638?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5228939681378987638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5228939681378987638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5228939681378987638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5228939681378987638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/performed-during-usa-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4002456414083039835</id><published>2009-03-30T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:54:30.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am exhausted. I don't understand why though. Okay. I think its cause of the fact that I have'nt been sleeping well since the holidays. I can't wait till syf is over. At least I can catch up on my sleep. I'm turning into a sloth or something. My reactions are slowed, I live at night and my brain doesn't function much in the day. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan didn't come today. So, obviously, we had a ton of stuff to do.[Okay, I'm exagerating] Whatever, I'm gonna die from lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really grouchy today and I think I kept yelling at yeowyong for no reason. Sorry! Plus, the syf song kept replaing and replaying in my brain. wtff. I'm rather nervous about the performance on wednesday though. Although we have performances like that all the time, I feel pretty nervous, cause, maybe cause SYF IS COMING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want a gold with honours... It's the only SYF in my secondary school years!!! PEOPLE! don't let the sec 3s down yea?It's for your own good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance tomorrow! Can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4002456414083039835?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4002456414083039835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4002456414083039835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4002456414083039835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4002456414083039835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2358305118382680432</id><published>2009-03-23T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:42:34.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='难得'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm updating!! LOL. 难得. Of course I can say that. I know its rare for me to blog. cause I'm so laaazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up wiith a HUMONGOUS headache. was like 'yes!!! no school.' but took my temperature, a cool 36 degrees. damn. xuanhui didn't come to school today. hope she gets well soon. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths all the way today, really wanted to smush my brain on the floor. it's like having no life..... ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hcl and hist was rather slack today. hcl was the jian bao thingy. like sheesh. get off my back woman! its breaking! and she has GOT to do smth about that hearing of hers. it's either she really can't hear me or is just ignoring me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hist was spent rushing through maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with gk,yy and joey. gk i want bbt............................ yy went home 1st, then gk, leaving my with that joey. SIANNN. no la jk baliao. [later joey killlll me ah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home with joey,but i almost stepped onto a dead cockcroach. damnit. I HATE COCKCROACHES! Hope it gets smushed to bits and bits and bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta get a pressie for my mortal!! tomorrow's the deadline!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You promised. Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2358305118382680432?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2358305118382680432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2358305118382680432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2358305118382680432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2358305118382680432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-updating-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1280760399295764576</id><published>2009-03-20T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:18:51.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so super duper lazy that I have not blogged for 1 entire month. A big 'thank you!!' to all the people who have been tagging. I doubt I will be blogging alot until the syf's over. I seem to be dragging and dragging the days that I will have to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are gonna be over so so so so soon. It doesn't even seem like we have holidays the way we go back to school almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish my homework. Damnit. I hope everyone reading this post have done their homework. Cause, rushing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eyebags!! -groan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1280760399295764576?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1280760399295764576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1280760399295764576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1280760399295764576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1280760399295764576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-so-super-duper-lazy-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5208510251602480701</id><published>2009-02-17T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:49:33.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sealed with a kiss.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having lesser and lesser time to blog now. Common test's just next week. I dun understand a shit about physics. I'm struggling with Amaths too. I'm dead. Social studies's a mystery and I dun get what I need to do. I wanna go back to primary school... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hiatus. Don't expect to see me blog anytime soon. and all the people that tagged me, Thanks. But I won't have time to reply anything. And yes christine. I'll go tag. Loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but you'll have to wait and wait and wait. I'm sorry. I'm not forcing you to do so. But I have my reasons. I'll give you an answer. But it won't be anytime soon. Sorry panda. *I promise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5208510251602480701?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5208510251602480701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5208510251602480701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5208510251602480701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5208510251602480701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-having-lesser-and-lesser-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2717923847846964334</id><published>2009-02-04T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:55:54.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No more.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAOYI&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Linked!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. thanks thanks!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;octie&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;gong kai as in? LOLS. I thought i very open ler. keke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. I dunno. Just asking. As in, let everyone noe ant not keep them in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Haha. later joey see that LOL. Hm donate what ne? donate MATHS to them. Haha -_-!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. you dun sae i dun sae she oso wun see. hahaha. Good idea. Donate some chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lol, somebody&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;hi hi!! I in1R1!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. lol. So? your name is..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I wanted to blog. But I realised I haven't done my emaths yet. There's homework everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2717923847846964334?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2717923847846964334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2717923847846964334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2717923847846964334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2717923847846964334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-replies-daoyi-linked-okok.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1566407941720171749</id><published>2009-02-02T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:07:09.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag reply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rou Yi&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;haha, yea. he inside rotten liao. later cook already got funny smell. haha. you can take out braces already ar? i think im quite looking forward to seeing how you look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo ya lo!! later everybody die cause too smelly le. Yups^^ aiya, won't be much different? Still ugly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latecoming was... okay. There was this guy that kept trying to run away even though me and jack both saw him and there was no other way he could go. SO THERE. Can't blame me for catching him though. I never asked him to be late. He still sauntered into the back gate so haughtily and meeked immediately when he saw us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to pon it. But I'm so guai that i went for it. [zi kua. I'm going over with the self obsession.] almost fell asleep and ended up with a numb leg. I hate reading just as much as I hate group work. and its not because of any weird reason. But for another reason that only I would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Read the newspaper and do the reflection. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast as usual. Stressing as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent doing maths. I might go crazy. I really might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have on idea. Absolutely no idea where miss chan gets her energy. and no idea about ss. Great. Another subject failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should NOT  give us that much maths in such a short period of time in such large doses. People have a tendency to erupt in a extremely volatile manner when fed with a large dose of maths and then agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hcl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Loh came in and intended to teach cause mdm mona cheong still wasn't here. GREAT. another F9. Im doomed. I can just see my report book now. "Gan Jing Yong has failed miserably and has managed to get the lowest in the entire Fuhua history, 8 F9s in a row. Nobody had thought it possible, but, it has been achieved by this once level topper. Absolutely a miracle achieved. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an entire row of F9s. That's my future. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;You're just THERE.  Yet I can't talk to you. It sucks. I don't want much. Just to clear things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1566407941720171749?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1566407941720171749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1566407941720171749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1566407941720171749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1566407941720171749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-reply-rou-yi-haha-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6750572192889348177</id><published>2009-02-01T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:15:12.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;JOey is ben dao bao..ur hint v.nt obvious lehh..gd luck jy:) i noe lerh..nxt tym if gt bbq party or wad..u be the one grilling..cuz i cant wait to c u gt chao da:D:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. not obv???  Wad you want her to say? SHHHHHH la you 2.... and I confirm + guarantee chop won't grill anything de. Fang xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rou Yi&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;HAHA ! egg is chunrong right ! yea, he is starting to piss me off. i lent him stapler then he use donno what time throw my back lor. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la!!! stupid egg. Later he piss me off I take him go cook scrambled egg ah!! not that anyone would want to eat it. got poison. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;wwah..3000song..hah.love this song rite? [hinting] eh..i have updated..and hor.next tym dun be so LAME to SPAM my blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa.. you wan say wad?? your hint hor.... I ttl agree with xuanhui la. BEN DAO BAO. n hor i dunno learn from who to spam ppl blog wan lo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6750572192889348177?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6750572192889348177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6750572192889348177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6750572192889348177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6750572192889348177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-replies-xuanhui-joey-is-ben-dao-bao.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-383995921243591073</id><published>2009-01-31T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:45:09.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. I gained so much weight over the cny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back last fri, (23/1/2009) at night. was sms-ing with quite a feew people to say my last goodbyes. (i sound like I'm dying, don't i?) and oh ya, I lost my temper[to the person that is concerned] I lost my temper at an egg!!! omg. I didn't know eggs could make people angry. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday[24/1/2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at a glorious 10 am before going for my dentist appointment. Yes, I get my teeth done in malaysia. The entist said that my braces could be off at anytime I wanted. which means that I coul take them off next month if I wanted. YAY!!! no metal teeth. Stayed at my ah ma's house that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday[25/1/2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up cause someone was jumping up and down on my bed. Which made me dream that I was bungee jumping. [I don't know how that came around] Woke up and it was 1pm? Saw everyone preparing for the reunion dinner later on and realised that I shoul make myself useful and should help out. So I washed up and wore my contact lenses. BUT, I realised I had mae a huge gigantic mistake. Because I wore my contact lenses, and because there's alot of fumes in the kitchen, my eyes became v.v.v. dry. And do you know what happens when your eyes are dry and you're rubbing your eyes because your contact lenses feel like they are falling out? They fall out! which I noticed only after I took the soup out and placed it on the dining table. [I'm not supposed to cook. They didn't want to start a fire during cny] Ta-daah! within a matter on seconds, I got the whole family looking for my missing contact lens. Which was found after 1 hr with the help of the mirror. It stuck to my dress. HAHA. Which made my ahma glare at me and continue with her cooking. Like ??? After the reunion lunch at my ah ma's house, I went to my wai po house for the reunion dinner there. Had fun with my puppy. And I burn until my hand chao-ta in the bbq grill. The thing is, I didn't even noe i burnt it. Summore is not the hand/arm part. is the shoulder/back part. Lucky for me, my hair didn't burn. fooled around and went back to my ah ma's house at about 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday[26/1/2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nian chu yi that day. Recieved loads of ang pows and went to bai nian. many pictures taken. But v.v.v. unglam. haha. My cousins wanted to take the pictures then this very nice older cousin pei them take. Nice right? Went to my second aunt on my dad's side and the kids played with the firecrackers cause, basically, its malaysia. Not singapore. Played with my nephew. He's SO adorable. He's the only one in the whole family,[other than me] that applaudes himself when he does something. Which is super adorable. Argued [as always] with my cousin, that african.[he's not african. I just call him that because he calls me an english] We argue every year. Like all my relatives say, its not chinese new year without us argueing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday[27/1/2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my wai po's house today. First thing I did was to look for the puppy and cuddle it. then I took my bags upstairs and kept my clothes. Then after finding my dress too irritating[within a span of 30mins] I chnged into my fbts, promising my mom I'll look nice at night. Then went out on the motorbike with weiting. The lion dance at night scared my poor puppy, the drums came into the house and was just next to its cage when it started. I found him cowering in a corner with its paws covering its ears. Poor baby. then was the bbq, where I burnt myself. tt's all for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday[28/1/2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grand aunt's house, Karaoke-d in the karaoke room(duh). went back to singapore after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. I lost eveyrthing I typed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. Im not gonna re-type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Jingyong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-383995921243591073?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/383995921243591073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=383995921243591073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/383995921243591073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/383995921243591073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5852811820251015479</id><published>2009-01-22T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:05:36.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m very dissapointed with you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a maths test. Think I'm gonna fail. No. Bet I'm gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. Danced. Bruiseddddddd. Again. Realised there were many things I didn't know. I'm dumb. I wanna get a new brain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5852811820251015479?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5852811820251015479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5852811820251015479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5852811820251015479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5852811820251015479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5201941835990349949</id><published>2009-01-19T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:00:28.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know the true meaning of dejection until today. I hope I never have to feel it again. Never ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5201941835990349949?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5201941835990349949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5201941835990349949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5201941835990349949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5201941835990349949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-know-true-meaning-of-dejection.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-524985576690906256</id><published>2009-01-16T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:47:12.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I abhor every second I have to see your face.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started my day with my mentoring session. Emelia's such a sweet girl. Managed to coax her to say many many things and she was really nice to talk to too. Thanks for making me so happy early in the morning sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, my mood was ruined during latecoming duty. I have to see a big fat ----- everyday I report for duty. I hate him too much. But lucky there was jack to accompany me to the back gate to close the door. Or I might just be too overcome with my anger and start stabing that big fat ----- with my pen. It'll be a waste of a good pen though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that BIG FAT -----, my day was, is, and will be ruined everyday I have to do my duty with him. JERK. Words can't describe my hate for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance after school. I did not enjoy today's lesson. I did not have fun. I did not manage to keep my mood as high as dance started. All thanks to a certain bitch that is so RUDE I wonder if she know what manners mean. Then that big fat ----- from morning duty came. I have no idea what he wanted but it definitely was not something good. What else could you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to rant today. I think flirts should not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-524985576690906256?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/524985576690906256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=524985576690906256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/524985576690906256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/524985576690906256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/started-my-day-with-my-mentoring.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1067561142880320525</id><published>2009-01-15T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:21:45.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bring me away..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st period humanities today. I really hate group work. As in, I don't like group work when there is an uneven number of guys and girls. Plus, if there is more girls than guys, I find it alright. But, if there re more guys than girls, I feel outnumbered(I'm weird that way). So, when I;m in a grp wif 3 other guys, I feel outnumbered and thus don't like group work. So, since today was a group work day, I wasn't really very enthusiastic about the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like chemistry. It's much too tough. My brain doesn't work during that lesson. Slept quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooled around as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics history and maths were, passable. I didn't sleep that much. Then it was lunch before HCL. Yang lao shi said that she wouldn't be there for lesson but she cheated our feelings... She still came back. Like I was super shocked when I saw her cuse I was listening to music and talking my head off. Then the teacher came. I was like PANICK!!! Then I turned around and started on my work. Jun xiang. you're lame. HAHA. Like he was counting down to the minutes left for me to finish my work. It was chinese and I was panicking too much over the time that I overshot the time limit. AGAIN. lol. Then jun xiang still dared to go "10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1!!! time's up!" Really felt like whacking him then, Then found him really funny, so I didn't whack him. See junxiang? I have a heart. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to mentoring session tomorrow. -smiles- ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1067561142880320525?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1067561142880320525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1067561142880320525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1067561142880320525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1067561142880320525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-period-humanities-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-311684628819930285</id><published>2009-01-13T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:30:00.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want to be brave enough to say this,"I've given up on you, there's no need for you to do this anymore. I've really given up." Somehow, Everytime I try to muster up enough courage to say anything, my tongue gets tied. I realy hate it. I even have had the notion to stab you and run away, to let you bleed to death so that I don't have to see you almost everyday. But I couldn't afford to lose myself over the pain on losing you again. I can take it once, twice even, but the third time, my heart feels that it hurts so much I can't breathe. I'm not brave enough to face it alone. I'm brave enough to go bunjee jumping, jump off the top of the stairs but I'm not and I never will be able to be brave enough to face this alone. Don't leave me behind. I can't breathe no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-311684628819930285?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/311684628819930285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=311684628819930285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/311684628819930285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/311684628819930285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-want-to-be-brave-enough-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4060794958040207889</id><published>2009-01-12T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:51:54.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Boring school day today. As usual, I tried my total and utter best to not fall asleep but, it didn't work. I was so exhausted I was nodding my head off trying my best to keep awake every single lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had latecoming duty in the morning. I relive the fun times I had last year with my batch of prefects with this year's sec 2s. They're really fun people. Told them some stuff and all of us laugh maniacally together. (sounds weird but actually is not) It was very fun at the front porch today in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the hall and I couldn't find my class. Finally found my class thanks to someone, who told me where my class was. Thank you! (I forgot who you were btw)Mr Go just talked and talked and I caught up with as much sleep as I could before going back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the talk, managed to pon SS lesson, though it was only 1 period, didn't feel much like having SS early in the morning, my brain wasn't up to it yet. So, the first lesson we had early in the morning was chinese, I think that the teacher wasn't in a very good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had physics. Oh ya. The chinese teacher and the physics teacher, Miss Yau and Ms Chen(?) looks so freakishly alike once I see 1 I forgot how the other looks like. LOL. Physics was in a better mood because I got to fool around during recess and I felt high-er. BUT, the people around me were in such down spirits I almost fell asleep AGAIN during physics and I was in that mood the ENTIRE PERIOD and the period after that, AMaths, and the period after that, EL, and the perio after lunch too, Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks sitting in front. I would give almost anything just to change my seat to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school to finish up my homework but I wasn't in a good enough mood to do everything by myself so, teehee, copied abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought bbt before going home, and died for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now blogging, will update tomorrow about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4060794958040207889?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4060794958040207889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4060794958040207889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4060794958040207889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4060794958040207889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8615527329356358274</id><published>2009-01-09T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:33:48.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KYOKO. I hate you. I don't know wtf you are trying to do. I really really hate you. I really want to slap that smug face of yours sometimes. Trust me. I dun really like slapping the people I hate.&lt;br /&gt;1. It dirties my hands.&lt;br /&gt;2. It hurts my hands.&lt;br /&gt;3. To see my precious and beautiful handprint on your face is an insult to me.&lt;br /&gt;There. The top 3 reasons why I don't like slapping people I hate. Now, I've gotten all I needed to get out of my mind. The rest , I don't really see a need to talk about it. Now, I'm off meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8615527329356358274?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8615527329356358274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8615527329356358274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8615527329356358274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8615527329356358274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/kyoko.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-778655985998333955</id><published>2009-01-08T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:29:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Smoking. That's one of the worst habits anybody can develop.  I hate it when I have to use a lift that some PERSON/PEOPLE used and smoked in it. I really hate it. I hate smokers. I don't care what reason that person has to smoke cause I really don't see the point in paying to get your lungs covered up in that tar (black gooey stuff they use to cover the roads). You might as well go inhale the smell of the roads. I also don't get why they want to smoke in those places that lmost everyone has to use. Like in lifts, toilets etcetc. Cause its just you that wants to get lung cancer. I don't think that everyone wants that. So please. Smokers, keep to those place that you can smoke in. If not. QUIT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in maths. For about 10 secs though.  But I think I was courting death. I should find a better time to sleep. Like during chinese or something. I don't know why I'm so tired. Gotta.. Stay.. Awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be scared anymore. I'm not gonna worry about you doing anything anymore. I'll trust myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-778655985998333955?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/778655985998333955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=778655985998333955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/778655985998333955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/778655985998333955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6393759218898410044</id><published>2009-01-07T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:43:35.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathe.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As from now onwards, I will reply tags when I feel like it. I'm too dead and tired nowadays to replay immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed now. Its just the start of the year and already I can't catch up with the world. I'm dead meat. I can't catch up with physics, chem's messing with my head and maths is just soo bloody depressing. I might consider a transfer. I don't really care abobut anything now. I jus wanna get the gold with honours for SYF, straight As for my results, keep this perfect friendship and sort my heart out. I need help. Mental and study help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'm in school, I can't help but wonder what's my motive. To prove my parents proud? Or just to carve out a road for myself? Or maybe just come to school so the MOE won't come knocking on my door? I've given up on many things already. What else do I have to give up so as to keep moving forward? How can I put everything down and keep going on? I really feel like giving up. On my studies, dance, my life. I feel as though there is no ultimate goal for me to work towards. I'll feel better if there is nobody tagging about this post cause I'm not in the mood to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm very dissapointed. With myself. I can't help but pretend I'm happy. I smile infront of you when I'm in so much pain myself. I can't help it. I feel so upset but I can't bring myself to look all sad and miserable infront of you. You might have felt that I'm doing well and etc.etc. but I can't really bring myself to tell you the truth. I can't bring myself to smile much anymore. I can't even do it when I'm really happy. My face just won't co-operate. Stupid face.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6393759218898410044?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6393759218898410044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6393759218898410044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6393759218898410044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6393759218898410044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-from-now-onwards-i-will-reply-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3614352379150543694</id><published>2009-01-05T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:54:36.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had sec 1 orientation on the 1st day of school.  Which meant I skipped the entire day of lessons. Which also meant that yuyun threatened to kill me once again. Which she always does when I skip lesson and leave them to 自生自灭. Cause they will miss me~~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. 1R1. It was fun. though I was very dissapointed at the start of the orientation. Oh my god I'm gonna start nagging again. My class hates it when i do that. 1r1, You're a realli sweet class and I really love you people. So keep bonding and being great. I'll miss you guys. Be good! don't give your teachers any troublbe or I'll nag at you guys. Again! Okay you people may never read this but, this is wad I wanna say to 1r1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lessons today. Some PERSON called me in the middle of dunno what time and woke me up frm my deep slumber. Some more still report to me what she bring tomorrow la!!! So pissed. Mumbled something legible and koped her phonecall. Someone was laughing so enjoyably la.. I'm rather dissapointed with this class. Its so.. quiet. nvm. I hope it'll improve tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3614352379150543694?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3614352379150543694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3614352379150543694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3614352379150543694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3614352379150543694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-sec-1-orientation-on-1st-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-573108017481895827</id><published>2008-12-29T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:24:48.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;okay okay. I update. I go do your quiz kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ka min&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;okay okay. I will. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I shall revive it!!! revive my dearest darling blog!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to all the people that wished me merry christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;GekHooi&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt; i reach home like wad?? midnight laaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;`darrenteo&lt;/u&gt;`: &lt;em&gt;thanks darren! -smile-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GELASIA&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;sorry i can't update bout the chalett. and the truth or dare especially cannot sae laaaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) The last person who tagged you is : Xuanhui&lt;br /&gt;2 ) Your relationship with him / her is : BFF!!!!! Clique.&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Your impressions on him / her is : funn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4 ) The most memorable thing he / she had done for you : talk and talk and talk on the phone non-stop even though she was being scolded and all that because I was upset.&lt;br /&gt;5 ) The most memorable thing he / she said to you : erm. ponyo. lol&lt;br /&gt;6 ) If he / she becomes your lover you will : get a brain scan. I will NEVER become a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;7 ) If he / she becomes your lover , thing he / she has to improve on will be : nothing. cause anybody that becomes her lover better thank the gods.&lt;br /&gt;8 ) If he / she becomes your enemy , the reason will be : nuh-uh. won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;9 ) The most desired thing you wanna do for him / her now is : go watch ponyo!!!&lt;br /&gt;10 ) Your overall impression on him / her is : teehee. cannot sae.&lt;br /&gt;11 ) How you think people around you feel about you : noisy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;12 ) The character you love about yourself is : open-minded. haha.&lt;br /&gt;13 ) On the contrary , the character you hate about yourself is: bossinesss.&lt;br /&gt;14 ) The most ideal person you wanna be is : princess diana. she's so independent.&lt;br /&gt;15 ) Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;1.Xuanhui&lt;br /&gt;2.Yuyun&lt;br /&gt;3.Joey&lt;br /&gt;4.Karen&lt;br /&gt;5.Jermine&lt;br /&gt;6.Pei Han&lt;br /&gt;7.Wei Hao&lt;br /&gt;8.Lucinda&lt;br /&gt;9.Felicia&lt;br /&gt;10.Huien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) Who is no.6(peihan) having a relationship with? muahaha. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;17) Is no.9(felicia) a male or a female?Female. duh.&lt;br /&gt;18 ) If no.7(weihao) and no.10(huien) are together , will it be a good thing? I don't know.. I don't think they know each other very well.&lt;br /&gt;19 ) How about no.8(lucinda) and 5(jermine) ?They are not lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;20 ) What is no.2(yuyun) studying?Pure history!!&lt;br /&gt;21 ) When was the last time you had a chat with no.(joey)? just now. during dance.&lt;br /&gt;22 ) What music band does no.8(lucinda) like? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;23 ) Does no.1(xuanhui) have any siblings ?uh-huh. &lt;br /&gt;24 ) Will you woo no.3(joey)? nuh-uh. she got ......... le. haha&lt;br /&gt;25 ) How bout no.7 (weihao)? don't know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;26 ) Whats the surname of no.5(jermine)? tan.&lt;br /&gt;27 ) Whats the hobby of no.4(karen) ? dance. i think.&lt;br /&gt;28 ) Do no.5(jermine) and 9(felicia) get along ? They don't know each otherr.&lt;br /&gt;29 ) where is no.2(yuyun) studying at ? fuhua sec&lt;br /&gt;30 ) Talk something casually about no.1(xuanhui) ? everything we talk about is casual. haha.&lt;br /&gt;31 ) Have you tried to develop feelings for no.8(lucinda)? no. haha. not les.&lt;br /&gt;32 ) Where does no.9(felicia) live at? ermm. bukit smth. not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;33 ) What colour does no.4(karen) like? pink. cause hello kitty pink pink de.&lt;br /&gt;34 ) Are no.1(xuanhui) and 5(jermine) best friends ? not best friends ba.. very good friends??&lt;br /&gt;35 ) Does no.7(weihao) like no.2(yuyun) ?probably. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;36 ) How do you get to know no.2(yuyun) ? through 1r5/2i5&lt;br /&gt;37 ) Does no.1(xuanhui) have any pets ? nope&lt;br /&gt;38 ) Is no.7(weihao) the sexiest person in the world ? no. haha. i'm evil. yes i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-573108017481895827?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/573108017481895827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=573108017481895827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/573108017481895827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/573108017481895827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/xuanhui-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4003510838957870786</id><published>2008-12-18T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:38:56.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;❥ - x .BOYA ✖&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Serouis?? Who was your teacher??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gelasia&lt;/u&gt;}: &lt;em&gt;You're the chiobu laaa!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;thanks thanks darling^^ I'm happy now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yup yup. Now I very Happy waddd...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ZiiliaSeah&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Thanks for the offer babes!! -smiles- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in no mood to blog cause my foot is scraped so I can't sit crossed leg on the chair and I'm way too tired to blog although I had a good night's sleep. Will blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4003510838957870786?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4003510838957870786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4003510838957870786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4003510838957870786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4003510838957870786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/x.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-7228507500337634971</id><published>2008-12-09T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:58:02.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be on my way to malaysia now. BUT. my mom is late. so everyone is waiting. and I'm bored. Out of my wits. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I don't know what to do now okay?? I just put him down. I can't face you without the fact that you're just flirting with me nagging at the back of my head. I know that. But I just can't hep but put myself in this so called 'friendship'. I want to trust you. But it's just so so so hard!! I really don't know how to handle this situation. I hear what you say to me everynight before i sleep and I want to believe that its true. I'm very sorry to say that, no matter how hard I try, I can't believe you. I don't know which words coming out of your mouth is true and which is not. I'm sorry. I can't bring myself to believe you anymore. I'm putting you down.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-7228507500337634971?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7228507500337634971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=7228507500337634971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7228507500337634971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7228507500337634971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-supposed-to-be-on-my-way-to-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-673427825616050787</id><published>2008-12-09T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:14:31.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I really regret it.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;GELASIA&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Thanks babe^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;yes you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wanlin★ &lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;yea. thanks thanks^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ka min&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;yay!! thanks thanks kamin^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;babyy&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;helloooo^^ lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;❥ - x .BOYA ✖ &lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yea I also from rulang. lol. you from what class??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;what's with you and my witchiness?? XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugaryblis-s.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WEIYI&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;of course I won't mind linking you. ya lo. dunno who so boliao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt; I'm super girl!! lol. yea. evryone was tired. except for me. I don't know why though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewhispered-promise.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;xGELASIA&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;thanks thanks babes^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GekHooi&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;yalo.. so long nvr tag me.. -sobs-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Xuanhui, Joey, Yuyun, Jermine, Deborah and Karen at je interchange for breakfast and to discuss the chalet and dance tee. Talked waaayyyy over time. Almost forgot that I had to meet Hai Song at the mrt station. Only remembered that I had to meet him only when I recieved his message. [sorry haisong!] Rushes to the MRT station in the middle of the rain cause I forgot to bring my umbrella cause it was too much of a hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate taking public transport. There's always so many people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached orchard and I went to my mom's shop to tell her I've reached. yea there's a very wopnderful invention called the handphone but My mom's such a worrywart it'll do much much better to tell her face to face. Then walked around the entire far east plaza with haisong. My legs didn't hurt as much then. then we went some other places. NOTE: many other places. I made haisong carry my bag. It weighed a TON!! the thing is. I didn't bring mch. at all. So I actually don't know what made it weigh so muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw xuanhui and the rest of them, namely xuanhui, joey , yuyun, shinan, peihan and darrenkoh. The situation was seriously awkward. And i mean seriously. left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to borders, with haisong again. and i got a book. Stupid book. ade me cry so many times. It's ' my sister's keeper' and its really really touching. though it might be abit confusing for some people cause there many many different different roles and if you do not read the start of each chapter clearly, you might just as well get confused. But the stooryline's really good, though abit sad. But as long as it's written by JODI PICOULT, my idol, its the bestest stories ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my caffeine break at coffee bean, Stupid haisong. Don't even know how to stir whipped cream into his mocha. [back at you!!wong haisong!] Walked back to far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met xuanhui, jhoey and yuyun in front of ice lemon tee. and joey had to go look for her family and yuyun left with her. well, cause they live close enough for joey to send yuyun back. then xuanhui went with me and haisong. She was rather reluctant to go into certain shops I wanted to go into thus, abandoninng the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the other 3 guys. and walked around with them. Got EXTREMELY pissed off by what they were doing cause it wasn't really my fault and just walked away. got into some sticky bit because of some people and becuase of that, i got yelled at when I reached home. Continued shopping. saw this dress I really loved but my aunt said it totally wasn't worth it to bust 70++ bucks on a non-branded dress. Or at least one that is not sold in a boutique. so. byebye dress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with shinan, peihan, xuanhui, haisong and darrenkoh to find a certain busstop that had 174. They wanted to have dinner. And cause I didn't have the brain to call my mom and tel her that I was still alive and not dead yet, I got yelled at when I reached home cause it was almost 11. showered and I got a lifetime grounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be posting for the next few days cause I'll be back in malaysia. Might meet gk. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I really don't know what you're thinking and it breaks my heart to see you do this to yourself. You're one of my closest friends. No matter what the rumors might say, you'll always be the closest thing I had to a confidante.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-673427825616050787?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/673427825616050787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=673427825616050787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/673427825616050787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/673427825616050787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/gelasia-thanks-babe-christine-yes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1393680940259431093</id><published>2008-12-06T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:25:25.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance today. Had to perform for the OEN. and PHOR. Performed the first time, and Mr Phor gave his comments. Then Mdm Oen asked us to dance again. Because, as mentioned later after the second time we danced, it was 'confusing' cause there was no 'focal point'. But whatever. As long as I know that I did my best in the dance as I always do, I don't regret what I did. Played some games with the rest of dance. Bonding games. Cause we don't bond enough. like .I totally agree with that. Tie fu, Double whacko, Ouch Orbie Orbie, and if there were anymore, I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied haisong to his house to get his things cause that dumbass forgot to pack his stuff. Then got drenched on the way to his house. Stupid place got shelter= no shelter. Sneezed my nose off. Then bathed there since we were late anyway. And that Wong Hai Song still dare say I stupid! Who's the stupid one la. Don't pack the night before. Idiot, Then drag drag drag the time then late. Though joey, Xuanhui and peihan were late too, I blame the late-ness on Wong Hai Song. Cause he say I stupid. Went on the wrong cabin on our way meeting peihan and the rest, but met up in the end. Reached the chalet in the end and we went out for dinner. Fooled arnd and went out for a walk in the middle of the night with joey, xuanhui, yuyun, yin junhao, haisong and eugene.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to www with people, namely, me, yuyun, jerlin, precelia, magdalene, gk, jadeyin, weilin, zhihao, benchia, benlee, darren koh, lizheng, wenqi, peihan joel. Xuanhui and Joey didn't come for some reason so they went cycling. Yuyun got burnt like chaoda. Cos she's super fair and the burn turned out real bad. It made joey think of her as dried pork. Which was utterly hilarious. And there was another 'night walk' in the dead of the night. Someone let me ride on the person's bike and I scraped my ankle. Pain. Played around. Tired. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; back to chalet to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after brunch at white sands. was so exhausted I practically died on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;am still tired. Not replying tags.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1393680940259431093?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1393680940259431093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1393680940259431093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1393680940259431093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1393680940259431093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuesday-had-dance-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-9014305956930702960</id><published>2008-12-04T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:47:31.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Linnah &lt;/u&gt;~:&lt;em&gt;thanks!! that's so sweet of you^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rebecca&lt;3&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;will do^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ZiiliaSeah&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;hello junior! XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Qiongdan &lt;/u&gt;,:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks for the invite^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;whaaat?!?! font not small at all la. its so big le leh. its the 2 of you laaa..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thank thanks xuanhui! back at you christine!! and MOK PEIHAN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PeiHan&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;aiya. you view using what?? i adjust le leh.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to blog now. I'll blog later. or tomorrow. If I crash dead asleep. I'll post tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm disapointed and I don't know what to say now. So leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-9014305956930702960?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9014305956930702960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=9014305956930702960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/9014305956930702960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/9014305956930702960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/linnah-thanks-thats-so-sweet-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5071698888584455566</id><published>2008-11-29T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:03:55.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you just had to appear.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;I'mmmm baaack!!! Aren't you happy to see me??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally exhausted after the camp. I so did not get enough sleep for like, 2 nights, and when I don't get enough sleep, I get really cranky. So people, if I blew up for no reason, I'm well and truely sorry. I don't really feel like posting now cause my mood's not back yet. So ya, wait up for the updates. Nights people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;p.s If you read this, I'm sorry I blew up. But I was in a bad mood that I couldn't help. I'm really sorry.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5071698888584455566?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5071698888584455566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5071698888584455566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5071698888584455566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5071698888584455566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/xuanhui-immmm-baaack-arent-you-happy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-7325015236690040861</id><published>2008-11-25T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:20:58.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wanna talk to you no more.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ohsexy-ass.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;( ♥ ) CherylT&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;relinked ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jermine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;ai yo jermine ng min min! you sae 1 more word abt chnging partners i'll kiiiiiiiill you hor!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;yay yay yay!!! thanks thanks thanks!!! loves!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;of course! i will 守时 wan leh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefect camp's tomorrow. Guess what? My bag's still empty!!!!! I'm so gonna have a bitch fit. I have absolutely no idea where all my things are. Though, theoretically, my things are supposed to be in my room, but I still have no idea where my other things are. Why, of all things, must my dance clash with my prefect's camp????&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the things I have to bring for this camp. personal medication. I don't ven use it now, my attacks are getting lesser and lesser. So, what's the point of bringing it?&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Off to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-7325015236690040861?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7325015236690040861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=7325015236690040861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7325015236690040861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7325015236690040861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/cherylt-relinked-jermine-ai-yo-jermine.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2020499653494418508</id><published>2008-11-23T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:48:49.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ohsexy-ass.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;( ♥ ) CherylT&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;em&gt;linked babes^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jermine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;aiyo!! i sae dunnid le waaaad....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out later. Its my cous's 1st month. happy 1st month sweetheart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2020499653494418508?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2020499653494418508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2020499653494418508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2020499653494418508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2020499653494418508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/cherylt-linked-babes-jermine-aiyo-i-sae.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8647358130025568388</id><published>2008-11-22T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:42:51.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shut it.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;I want toma glossies.......... help me find find find find find. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;heh heh. cause i v. shao late wan ma...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks darling. don't worry. I will. ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100th post. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's here for her holidays. And. Man can she spend. She like spent erm.. 72 bucks in 1 hr. She's good. Now I'm sure she's my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be big money spent now she's here. BIG money. The both of us are now stuck at home. and we're bbbbbooooorrrreeeeeddddd. I mean seriously. Like Bored Bored. We even walked to get bubble tea. Now you know how bored we are??&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I gotta help her stop her spending.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8647358130025568388?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8647358130025568388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8647358130025568388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8647358130025568388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8647358130025568388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/christine-i-want-toma-glossies.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-9144111626181549960</id><published>2008-11-19T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:12:46.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m bruised.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Mr B00&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;hi!! lolx.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Now I feel totally dead. I mean it. Like dead-dead. not alive-dead. I'm so beat/tired/exhausted/lethargic/beat/battered/broken down/crumbling and the worse for wear. okay that's many ways to say I'm tired. But still, that's how I feel. I was trode on, fallen, thrown, and rained on today. I must be down on my luck. I'm sad. I'm tired. I'm down on my luck. Is there ever a worse combination?? I want to cry, to break down into pieces and to let people know I can't take it anymore. My time's all messed up, I have troubles coming from all over the place, I'm dyyyyying.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I'm bruise and battered all over.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Dance started at 9.30 today. Managed to be late for our meeting time. Sorry Joey and Xuanhui!! Met Yuyun on the way to school. And Yuyun. You're my saviour!!!!!! Thanks for saving me from the dead bird. Being mauled after dying must hurt. Den danced and stretched abit. I think I will wake up tomorrow with severe pains in my legs, and back, and head. everywhere. Lunched in school today.&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I don't ever wanna wake up from this dream.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then was the dance with the boys. Paired with weihao. And OMG. Weihao, I'm sorry if I'm too heavy!! sorry for almost killing you.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Danced my life away, dance tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I miss you. I can't talk to you. Do you know how much it hurts? You jerk. Go and Die. I hate your guts. I don't wanna cry no more. I don't wanna see your face and it hurts oh-so much I want to die. Go away. You Bastard.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-9144111626181549960?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9144111626181549960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=9144111626181549960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/9144111626181549960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/9144111626181549960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-b00-hi-lolx.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8651198495074643779</id><published>2008-11-18T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:16:51.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiss my ass bitch.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Gekhooi&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks babes^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;huien(:&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;em&gt;  wad la you lim_en. very big le leh.. use ie to view.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;haha.hi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.x-separatedlove.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;( ♥ ) CherylT&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;linked linked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;babyy&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;thanks thanks babyy^^. I will. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to post about these few days. went .gym-ing with xuanhui and joey on mon. and i slept like hell. bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8651198495074643779?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8651198495074643779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8651198495074643779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8651198495074643779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8651198495074643779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/gekhooi-thanks-thanks-babes-huien-wad.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3853435356492096029</id><published>2008-11-12T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:55:58.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;happy la!!! lolx..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Precelia&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;lol.uh-huh. ttl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;idk. ikuta toma's my love... lolx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danced. its so tire some having to go back to sch almost everyday for cca. I'm not even sure its the holidays. I'm so tired. So freakishly tired. My head hurts, my legs hurt, everywhere. I can't even do a split. I feel so useless. annd whenever I see other people stretching and stunting, I feel dumb, that I can't even do a perfect split.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel dumb. Its not something good. I wanna be as good as anybody else. I'm not useless. I wanna improve . like how everybody else is. everybody else is iproving but, I'm stuck there. not improving.at all.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Diet. Diet. Diet. when I hit 40 kg, I'll have a party. seriously. I'm sooooo fat........&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3853435356492096029?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3853435356492096029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3853435356492096029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3853435356492096029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3853435356492096029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/xuanhui-happy-la-lolx.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-58945017723890995</id><published>2008-11-10T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:47:07.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t see you no more.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;wad dramatic...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;use ie view........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dionis&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;dionis..charcoal is charcoal.don't deny that charcoal is charcoal when charcoal is charcoal. geddit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;where got shuang mian lo.. at least the hao more than huai ryt??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;you how old le huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Quantum of Solace yesterday with my family. not bad. Too much shooting invovled. made my headache. went to Shin Kushiya for dinner.I totally recommend them. They're great and Im picky about my food so when I praise my food, it means it's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in 3S2!!!!!! omgomgomg. Im sososo happy. same class as Joey,Xuanhui and Yuyun.yippeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-58945017723890995?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/58945017723890995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=58945017723890995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/58945017723890995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/58945017723890995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/jerlin-wad-dramatic.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2745187569369727007</id><published>2008-11-08T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:17:22.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;which song? my player is playlist de leh..relax..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;prec&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;uh-huh.. can't wait to meet you soon.. Same to you darliing!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm not her. I can't give you what you want. I know you like her but I can't do anyhting to get you guys together. You're both very nice people. I wish that you would be together.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't talk to me. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2745187569369727007?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2745187569369727007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2745187569369727007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2745187569369727007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2745187569369727007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/joey-which-song-my-player-is-paylist-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4236998792410941881</id><published>2008-11-07T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:43:35.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I loathe you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gym-ed today with joey and xuanhui. Almost got lost on my way there. But, Thanks to my terrific and wonderful memory,[haha.zikua..] I didn't get lost.woohoo!! Then xuanhui and I went to get drinks, and we met joey at KFC. Then went to the gym. erm. I realised that I should never run on a stomach filled with anything. Cause I would feel a sudden urge to puke my guts out.[okay. very unappetising. but..] ran abit, cycled a bit den used the stairmaster thingy abit. and I also realised that I AM FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, everyone around me are on diets so its much much easier for me to lose weight. I need to lose loads. And I need to reach 40kg by nx tue. Absolutely NO particular reason why, but just cause I feel like it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate you. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Don't talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go do sit ups.Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4236998792410941881?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4236998792410941881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4236998792410941881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4236998792410941881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4236998792410941881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/gym-ed-today-with-joey-and-xuanhui.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4676484364049720607</id><published>2008-11-06T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:09:02.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;christine&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Is your eyes got problem la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Darren&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;erm. linked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4676484364049720607?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4676484364049720607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4676484364049720607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4676484364049720607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4676484364049720607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/christine-is-your-eyes-got-problem-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4159849181522300248</id><published>2008-11-05T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:03:32.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;lol.. nvr sae you. i sae 中国白猪.so you admit it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gekhooi&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks, you too.^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I cried cause I couldn't take it anymore.I cried cause I don't want ot hurt myself anymore.I cried cause I miss you. I cried cause I don't want to think of you.I cried.and cried.and cried.I want to cry so much my throaght tears and my tears run dry and I feel numb from crying,but I can't.I can't cause I don't want you to think of me crying and cry too.You're a guy.You're not supposed to cry but baby, I saw you cry before and I felt so hurt. Don't cry no more kay? I'll always be with you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4159849181522300248?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4159849181522300248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4159849181522300248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4159849181522300248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4159849181522300248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/joey-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2431480717801895556</id><published>2008-11-05T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:09:11.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye Bye'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr boo&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks Mr Boo!! Am much much better now.^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;:Good your head la.. lol.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pain de you noe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;I think your com got prob? use ie to view. cos i adjust the font le leh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lizheng&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Omg lizheng that's mean.. Although I agree with you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joel&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Erm ya.Linked and tagged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I broke my back.and my legs.and every single part of my body that can be broken. and yuyun didn't come today. And I had to be stupid enough to sabo myself. I need a Brain. Now and Fast. Did some basic stretching today... erm.. jumped around abit.[I know that sounds retarded.] But its actually quite fun. erm.. then teacher asked us to 搬腿 which I also know sounds weird. But unlike the former, It is not fun. [okay maybe a little] I couldn't keep my balance. So what's one's conclusion? It is, I think things that I know are fun and things that I don't know not fun. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey Ng had to go ask the teacher for a quick and easy method to 搬腿 and me and my BIG mouth had to agree. And teacher promptly made me lie down and he asked me to demonstrate how to 搬腿 whilst lying down.[okay I know that sounds.. erm.. wrong. but.. SHUT UP and keep reading.] the 1st time was okay. den guess what? my big mouth had to go ask how to do the 搬腿 at the side. Then guess what? the teacher asked me to demonstrate again. oh yay. That was during break. Then after that demonstration, I tried to make myself as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as possible but the teacher just had to see me. and during the second demonstration, it hurt so much I cried.[oh great.Now the entire dance club seen me cry] den when I dunno who, but someone asked the teacher to let me rest and I could finally let my legs breathe, I felt my tears stop. No matter who the person is/was, I am truely grateful to you. THANK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the dance ,continued pratice, and learnt some new dance steps.. I realised that my brain has a limited memory span. I can never remember anything after 2++hrs of learning. Its like my brain went to sleep. and I would get totally and utterly fustrated to try to remember something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well that's for today. Off to rest my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.s Some one asked me this: "Is it luckier to love someone or to be loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I replied: " You know what's the luckiest? It's to be able to love someone who loves you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2431480717801895556?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2431480717801895556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2431480717801895556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2431480717801895556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2431480717801895556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-boo-thanks-thanks-mr-boo-am-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1328578556744380798</id><published>2008-11-04T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:19:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Xuanhui &lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;relax relax. thou must be patient..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sick.fever and sore throat. Most probably cause I didn't drink much water yesterday.I now regret it. Damn. I can't even talk on the phone to keep myself occupied. I feel... Not myself. And my head's about to explode. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry Xuanhui and Joey.. I can't go with you all today.. Paiseh Paiseh. And yuyun. Regarding your trip, BON VOYAGE! Don't worry about dance. we'll be here to help you kays? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for dissapointing you girls but I'm not feeling well. Make it up to you people tomorrow kays?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JingYong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1328578556744380798?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1328578556744380798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1328578556744380798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1328578556744380798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1328578556744380798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/xuanhui-relax-relax.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3187485459587376602</id><published>2008-11-03T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:19:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back. Omg. The Coffin is gooooood. Freakishly scary sometimes but.. I really wanna get the dress the ghost was wearing. Sooo nice. I noe for a fact that its chiffon from the way the dress was floating when the ghost walked. But where can i get it? If anyone knows,please tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. okay. After that, I shall state the events that happened the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned at home in the morning. though i didn't wake up very early.. erm. then... About 5-6pm, went out for dinner with THE FAMILY. went to dempsey hill for dinner. Long beach at dempsey. The dinner was not bad. Went to Ben and jerry's for dessert. the adults wanted to drink and the kids wanted dessert. den we ate. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had brunch at home. woke up at 12++/[i'm such a PIG] Though the previous night i promised my self to wake up early to go jogging, i failed to do so. sadded. den did my dad's accounts for him for 1 hr ++? den showered and got ready to go out for dinner with THE FAMILY  again. dinner was at shokudo today.[izit how its spelt?] erm the branch at citimall. [i love the way its spelt]ate some stuff though i can only vaguely remember the tofu cheesecake. OISHIIIIII!!! I gotta go to the gym tomorrow. i promise myself and all my blog readers. ithink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3187485459587376602?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3187485459587376602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3187485459587376602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3187485459587376602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3187485459587376602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/back.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-7199715017289337223</id><published>2008-11-03T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:34:39.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;octie&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;dun zilian la you wong hai song!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;okay then.i sponsor you.then you sponsor me la.den let's go shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;kamin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Realli huh? big big big le leh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lizheng&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;em&gt;!!! the words v. big le leh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later with joey,xuanhui and yuyun  to watch the coffin. like. yay! finally im watching it. i hope its scary and not predictable. like some other totally corny 'horror' movies which the ghost pops out when you count to 3 and all the people scream. I want a horror movie that will scare people out of their wits. And i don't want it to be expected. i want to be able to expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-7199715017289337223?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7199715017289337223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=7199715017289337223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7199715017289337223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7199715017289337223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/octie-dun-zilian-la-you-wong-hai-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2380629907225803835</id><published>2008-11-01T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:52:29.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I gotta live without you.'/><title type='text'>Tag replies</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;omg.how did you realise my ulterior motive?? Gotta find some other way to make you blind le..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;oh yes! you're back ah pig! lol. miss my tagbox right??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like posting today. so. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2380629907225803835?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2380629907225803835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2380629907225803835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2380629907225803835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2380629907225803835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag-replies.html' title='Tag replies'/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8966883590907247046</id><published>2008-10-31T17:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:02:30.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dialect programme sucked today. Was like totally utterly boring and I was dozing off to sleep.What made it worse was that Joey Ng sitting next to me was actually listening and I couldn't bitch about anyone with her. Then, I placed my had on my face to prop my head up and tried to sleep. But heck no. The sound that the class had to create was DEAFENING.WTF. I was goddamned fustrated but i couldn't very well just stand up and scream,"shut up! I want to sleep!" That's no way to treat fellow classmates and also no way to treat the teacher.Thus, i just went through a sleeping-waking phase and tried to keep myself as sane as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, back to class. Had to do the nyaa booklet thingy. oh i hate that. i hate writing stuff that are sososososo indescribable.So boring. After that, I and yuyun went to do the photo thingy.Then, on our way back... yuyun saw a... Red toy poodle puppy. sososo kawaii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SQrW-PnrsqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SyHSCSnDJt8/s1600-h/toy+poodle+puppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263255479369052834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SQrW-PnrsqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SyHSCSnDJt8/s320/toy+poodle+puppies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right right right??? I want 1................ buy me 1 some one? $1300 though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Omg you bitch. In case you don't get my point,Go away. Omg. Like I have never, ever met any one as bitchy as you. You really need to get a life. Like asap. Cause I might just slap you if you come too near. Bitch.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JingYong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8966883590907247046?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8966883590907247046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8966883590907247046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8966883590907247046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8966883590907247046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/dialect-programme-sucked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SQrW-PnrsqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SyHSCSnDJt8/s72-c/toy+poodle+puppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-936594568115735225</id><published>2008-10-30T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:21:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;I ❤ MATSUJUN&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;lol.im strapped for cash toooooooooo.i nid cold hard cash.fast.now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for those that like our school,please don't read the above mentioned conversations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dance today.back hurts.like.do we even have holidays?comments from my family members.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"mom:why are you going to sch today?i thought you were having holidays?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me:yea right.hoildays my as*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mom:aiyo.your school hor.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"dad:why keep asking money from me? you got school meh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me:duh.otherwise i ask money from you for what?not as if i can get a job..if i can den i oso wun ask you for money right?[blahblahblah]...so you must give me money otherwise i will die on the streets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dad:shut up."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"sis:jie you pathetic sia.holidays still need go back to school.LOSER....ow![i hit her.]okay fine.but say the truth.your school sucks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"bro:jie jie!! you say you wan bring me go watch the coffin wan!!!can tomorrow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me:no.i got school.   bro:promise breaker...   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me:wad?!? my school ask us go back la.stupid.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bro:okay then your school sucks to the core."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see??? now.conclusion=my school sucks cause they still make us go back to school when its the holidays. and my back hurts.ah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JingYong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-936594568115735225?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/936594568115735225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=936594568115735225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/936594568115735225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/936594568115735225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-matsujun-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-508384391072365887</id><published>2008-10-27T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:24:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm broke. I wanna go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Ergo,I'm broke but i want to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;How self contradictory is that?&lt;br /&gt;I need a job.to stop my excessive spending.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I spend my own money, i will feel the pinch and stop spending.But i can't...................&lt;br /&gt;I want a night out on the town and just keep spending spending spending...&lt;br /&gt;I gotta shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-508384391072365887?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/508384391072365887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=508384391072365887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/508384391072365887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/508384391072365887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4552756606046100482</id><published>2008-10-26T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:11:40.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag replies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christineeeoguri.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;I ❤ SHUNJUNTOSHI&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;em&gt;i seriously doubt that your brain is filled you know?okay.not 20 pills. 5 million. but MAYBE,jus MAYBE,you might die of an overdose..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;mr boo&lt;/u&gt;: thanks thanks mr boo.lols.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;xuanhui:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;well. you wanna noe huh? dun tell you leh~~^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4552756606046100482?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4552756606046100482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4552756606046100482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4552756606046100482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4552756606046100482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-replies.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8972034656466045425</id><published>2008-10-23T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:03:05.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;人和人之間的倫理關係，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;應該是站在自己的立場，盡自己的本份，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;恰到好處的盡到自己的責任。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its kinda meaningful. read it. understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8972034656466045425?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8972034656466045425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8972034656466045425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8972034656466045425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8972034656466045425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-kinda-meaningful.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3883104161038514732</id><published>2008-10-23T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:59:35.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;mr boo&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks mr boo^^ mayb ba..hee=D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jp today with yy,joey and xh. some people were very 'early' and made me RUSH for nothing.[?] then we were at jp for a present for mrs tay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs tay you're the bestest bestest teacher i ever had. all my previous teachers are not so.. great. i know that its close to impossible that you might actually read my blog but i just want to tell you that, although you are rather strict at times, it really helped all the pupils that you have taught and to that, i express my sincerest and deepest gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy retirement mrs tay. rock on.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3883104161038514732?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3883104161038514732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3883104161038514732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3883104161038514732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3883104161038514732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/mr-boo-thanks-thanks-mr-boo-mayb-ba.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6244348985954261826</id><published>2008-10-22T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:02:47.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Precelia&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;yea thx thx dearling^^ you too.stay chio and happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jerlin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;uh-huh.will miss evryone sososo much.&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I ❤ MATSUSHUN&lt;/u&gt;:apparently, you are now sufferring from a very serious case of arashi-ness.i recommend  20 sleeping pills a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today. tiring.and i don't really feel like dancing these few days.feel so...what's that word?oh nevermind. my brain's not really working too. cause tis the end of the year and tomorrow's the last dae that 2i5 can be together.like, although this class can make heeluva lot of noise when we do so, and its helluva irritating, i will really miss everyone. people, make the most of tomorrow so that we won't regret anything after tomorrow. time can't be bought or rewound so don't leave regrets cause regrets are heck for what you truely wanted to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2i5,&lt;br /&gt;I know not everyone reads my blog, but people, although sometimes I'm helluva bitchy and irritating, i hope you guys can forget and forgive the idiotic things i did in the past. people, i hope that we can all get into the same class next year,[though its not entirely possible], but no matter what, don't ever forget that we are 2i5'08 and will always be. no matter when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6244348985954261826?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6244348985954261826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6244348985954261826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6244348985954261826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6244348985954261826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/precelia-yea-thx-thx-dearling-you-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2530557837250464205</id><published>2008-10-20T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:08:40.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Exams are over and im now finally updating my blog. hope its not so dead yet. tags replies first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I ❤ OHNO&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;omgomgomg.you're helluva random.lolx.i wan the the the magazine too!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;joey&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;em&gt;wa.my tagbox bcum conversation spot for you 2 le huh?erm yea.gonna link you guys l8r.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;`&lt;/u&gt;:lolx.who you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. erm. there's a new blogshop on the row.its at &lt;a href="http://mixthematch-blogshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mixthematch-blogshop.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; go visit.erm. there're tops,bottoms,bags,shoes. the owners are joey and yuyun. feel free to visit.no spamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the prom goers dis yr,there is a beauty salon at far east plaza, scotts road.#04-05, Point De Beaute sae you're recommended by me. it'll do you good.lolx.kay then these are the 2 places that i wanna introduce people to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over but school's gonna end.like, all the people that have been in the same class with me for 2 years, maaan i'm gonna miss you people. like woah. its been 2 years and all of us are like oh-so-bonded and all of ua are gonna to have to go to different classes and i bet everyone's gonna miss everyone and nobody's gonna want to leave each other but its all gotta end some time and we can't exactly choose how everything's gonna turn out. i'm so gonna miss everyone.those i hate,those i love,all of them.my bffs, like ,i totally wish that we don't have to disband,don't have to be seperated, but all of us have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the full use of thursday people, bond with your class the last time and try not to forget no one kay? peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2530557837250464205?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2530557837250464205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2530557837250464205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2530557837250464205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2530557837250464205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-exams-are-over-and-im-now-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4104402204019894935</id><published>2008-10-11T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:07:15.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dead beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't miss you no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Jingyong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4104402204019894935?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4104402204019894935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4104402204019894935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4104402204019894935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4104402204019894935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6310042769071938846</id><published>2008-10-11T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:57:36.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sakae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last paper'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bushed!So tired today.Lat paper.Home econs.Think i just scraped through.Ha!If i do,it means that i have proven that home cons can be passed even if you don't study.And it also proves that home econs is a watse of time![Sry to those people that are so enthu about home econs.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was discussing the deets of the possibility of holiday work with yuyun,xuanhui and joey.think its not realli possible.cause there are usually age preferences and limits.Anyone got any reccomendations?preferably a job with flexible hours.+++ I don't know why but i hav the sudden urge to work in some columbrium or summaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after exams.Not a good girl la.den went out again after bathing.some people,i have to THANK gave me perfectly correct directions and made me suffer complete and utter humiliation for abt 10 mins?Until a Huayi girl came to my rescue.Special thanks to the person that made me suffer the humiliation.And total thanks to the Huayi girl.-bows in gratitude-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den reached yy's bustop to meet the person that made me suffer,waited for xh for a while and made our way to joey's house.i think i might have jus sworn myself off overhead bridges for a while.played with hamsters for a bit.[wasn't really enthusiastic abt taking the hamster and let it run all over my hands]so oni the 3 of them played with the hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used the computer for a while and -shore-of-friends- will be opened and linked soon.so wait for its arrival!^^ went for lunch.cause all of us were too hungry to concentrate anymore on the blog and were too fustrated by some common distractions and then, as a last resort,decided to go for lunch at sakae.i just might have sworn myself off jap food for a leeetle while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library.[JOEY NG AND PANG YUYUN!EXAMS ARE OVER.STOP OBSSESSING OVER WORLD WAR 2.ITS CREEPY ENOUGH DURING THE EXAMS!!!!]they were,if you still don't know,looking for memoirs on the jap occupation.super enthu.totally don't geddit. den,[sad],yuyun had to go home.cause her dad gave her a (sort of) curfew.then she had to go back and not missing the 3 of us,she went off home.leaving 3 sad and pathetic us.but at least we managed to fool arnd.not gonna put on any pictures.go to their blogs for the deets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed 2 books.loved dem.still reading the 2nd one though.gonna force myself to finish it before mon.loads of time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go crash.am dead beat.nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Jingyong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6310042769071938846?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6310042769071938846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6310042769071938846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6310042769071938846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6310042769071938846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/bushedso-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5520417778209270325</id><published>2008-10-09T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:35:01.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>❤小栗 旬:&lt;em&gt;huh?i ttl think u ttl nid to go to get a head scan.i seriously blive its empty.++my toes havent broken yet. 5 inch heels are soooo good.and easy to wear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey:&lt;em&gt;uh-huh!uh-huh!agree more wif the ikuta part.BUT.bcos of hyd.i agree wif the shun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5520417778209270325?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5520417778209270325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5520417778209270325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5520417778209270325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5520417778209270325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/huhi-ttl-think-u-ttl-nid-to-go-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-273584953514852298</id><published>2008-10-07T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:36:37.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>octie:&lt;em&gt;grow up la.i dun wan be as childish as you-folds arms-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerlin:&lt;em&gt;thanks thanks^^gambateh to you too.and to evryone else i noe.*smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizheng:&lt;em&gt;wa!!! you call me para or paragun or any other abbreviation im gonna keeeeell you i tell you!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤小栗 旬:&lt;em&gt;christine cheah.dun make me scream ur chinese name all the way home i tell you. i cant blive i forgot ikuta's b'dae...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-273584953514852298?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/273584953514852298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=273584953514852298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/273584953514852298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/273584953514852298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/octie-grow-up-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3778848382493663130</id><published>2008-10-03T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:23:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jerlin:&lt;em&gt;no ur oral so does not suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Xuanhui:&lt;em&gt;uh-huh.will do.thanks.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;joel:&lt;em&gt;lol.thx.that person must be BORED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Morgan:&lt;em&gt;uh-huh i do noe u. ya.no probs. erm ya.jia you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryan:&lt;em&gt;thanks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiHan:&lt;em&gt;i dunno.sum brainless fool?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Boo:&lt;em&gt;lol mr boo.thats good.mayb he or she wants to find you for some information for the education courses for his/her parents?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3778848382493663130?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3778848382493663130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3778848382493663130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3778848382493663130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3778848382493663130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/jerlinno-ur-oral-so-does-not-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6303680186403217852</id><published>2008-09-26T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:38:50.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa!! my blog is dying.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i can only upd8 normally aft the exams. omg. lyk. my seat is damn cold and it was raining 2dae. god. lyk thruout the paper 1, i was freezing to death and rubbing my arms lyk siao. then my arms turned red. RED!!! its ridiculous. i looked lyk a cooked lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. thank you christine!! for the jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr boo:&lt;em&gt;its damn UGLY.wad fine. fine ur head la u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiHan:&lt;em&gt;thanks kor^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joel:&lt;em&gt;haha noob ma u..^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerlin:&lt;em&gt;hihi darling.^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min yi:&lt;em&gt;linked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey:&lt;em&gt;wad finally lo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6303680186403217852?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6303680186403217852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6303680186403217852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6303680186403217852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6303680186403217852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/wa-my-blog-is-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5012784358744275819</id><published>2008-09-17T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:26:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!! for a minute there, i thought i locked my blogger account on me. oh god. den irealised i was typing the wrong address all the time. lyk.omg. how can i be so dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm yea. im 14 now. haha. =) birthdae was on 12 september. 1 day after yuyun. and she has to mention it in front of me every time. you think you're funny? recieved many many prezzies. from many people.mostly soft toys though. i wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks pei han,shaoyan,wenqi,bryan,lizheng,benlee,joel,darren koh,marcus for the bear.&lt;br /&gt;thanks precelia,janelyn,jerlin for the pooh bear.&lt;br /&gt;thanks kok wee for the dumpling looking piglet.[giggle]&lt;br /&gt;thanks mr boo and eugene for that extremely unglam picture of me and the bear bear ornament.&lt;br /&gt;thanks magdalene and zhixian for the doggy.&lt;br /&gt;thanks joey,xuanhui,gekhooi,jermine,felicia,ernest for the slippers and wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant remem much. just wanna thank evrybody who wished me a happy birthdae and gave my my prezzies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. school was okay the past few daes. i think. managed to finish the homewor assigned and im not as sleepy nemore! not including todae. i was practically stuck to the table. but this term, im actually catching up with my home work without much toubles. ha! now i can get my new laptop,handphone and com at the end of the year.provided i get into the top 7. lyk wth? i hope i do. otherwise, its jus lyk a new laptop and handphone.-pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus finished my reenpeace poster. hope i pass. and that's all for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s my tagboard's back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5012784358744275819?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5012784358744275819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5012784358744275819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5012784358744275819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5012784358744275819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-for-minute-there-i-thought-i-locked.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3135136429105266232</id><published>2008-09-04T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:05:38.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to sum unwanted people tagging at my blog, i have deleted my tagbox until i feel happy enuff to put it back. otherwise i might even put in a password. u bastard/bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip-hopped 2dae. nlaughed alot and i think i might hav internal injuries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3135136429105266232?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3135136429105266232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3135136429105266232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3135136429105266232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3135136429105266232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/due-to-sum-unwanted-people-tagging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2768526529041221162</id><published>2008-09-02T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:32:51.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna go around the world!! who want to sponsor me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2768526529041221162?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2768526529041221162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2768526529041221162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2768526529041221162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2768526529041221162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wanna-go-around-world-who-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4789913498893567599</id><published>2008-09-01T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:11:44.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been blogging the pst few daes cos was too lazy to and i couldn't exactly get hold of the com cos my siblings were hogging it. lyk. god? erm yea. christine went to japan ytd. why is evryone goin to japan?!?!?! i wanna go too.............. but nvm. nx tym mayb. or does someone want to sponsor me for a round-the-world holiday during the end of the year? i realli wanna go to paris, spain, germany, california, taiwan, belgium,japan, korea and australia. some of them are like hot spots for shopping while some are for some serious r&amp;amp;r, while i just love the others for their beaches. i wanna go shopping. anyone up for it? im broke though. [oh god that sentence is so self contradictory] and i might have just broken my self acclaimed world record of the longest study tym without napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[my msgs are going way overboard. jingyong control yourself.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdae went out to far east with yuyun. lucky she agreed to go out together. otherwise i will look lyk such an idiot walking around far east plaza all by myself eh? erm. got a new handphone strap and a bucket bag. ha. checkered. yuyun got the white one. finally! a new bag. hee.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my hw and mugged abit. now am trying to watch tv and watch hot shot, [recommended by john] at the same tym. virtually impossible, BUT it is so gonna happen cos its me. me me me. haha. ah. i f*cking hate blogger. i can't upload my pictures. +++  they are freaking SLOW.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4789913498893567599?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4789913498893567599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4789913498893567599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4789913498893567599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4789913498893567599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/haven-been-blogging-pst-few-daes-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8629901940328664157</id><published>2008-08-29T15:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:35:26.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be yourself day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aces dae'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. todae was oh-so-tiring. first was the aces dae. didn't go change cos i forgot to. so.. sorry lucinda!! i tot i lost my shirt but actually it was buried under some other clothes. so... i didn't wear it to  school.then during the aces workout, i was sufferring from the greatest humiliation of my life. due to the fact that i did not have a brain big and resourceful anough to tell me that no idiot would wear their performance costume to school and so i hope that everyone else could guess why i was suffering from the extreme humiliation. then was class bonding. had to totally miss the entire thing cause we, the dancers, had to go off to put on our makeup and rehearse. i was lyk hoping not to make any mistakes and i didn't! but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance. was. good. BUT. it was all RUINED by me. oh god. how stupid can i get? i actually forgot the dance moves!! but as long as nobody noticed, its okay. -smiles sheepishly- i hope that nothing like that would never ever ever happen again. i just can't stand the extreme embarrasment. i hope that people could give me comments abt how i danced. thanks. erm, photos would be updated l8r. then we had a mini celebration for the teachers. but the effect was not to what we had expected. haiz. we had cake and camwhored with the girls abit. ha. then i went back to rulang with christine and jeslyn. christine, ur extremely UNGLAM picture would definitely be updated. ha! walked arnd. and i realised that there were many fuhua pupils frm our school. lyk was rather shocked. den christine and i went to jurong point. mac-ed and walked around abit then went home. absolutely tiring dae but i ttl enjoyed it. hope there will be many many more next tyms.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8629901940328664157?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8629901940328664157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8629901940328664157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8629901940328664157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8629901940328664157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8034783776310156791</id><published>2008-08-24T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:32:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. for those fuckers that hav been spamming my blog, i will suspend my tagbox for the time being as im not in a good enuff mood to deal with them ryt now. i do so hav a pretty good idea abt hu are the spammers but im not gonna go jump to conclusions. bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8034783776310156791?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8034783776310156791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8034783776310156791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8034783776310156791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8034783776310156791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ah_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-909942138536796291</id><published>2008-08-22T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:37:26.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mood to blog 2dae. so tired. and not feeling well. not in good mood either. so. not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-909942138536796291?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/909942138536796291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=909942138536796291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/909942138536796291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/909942138536796291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-mood-to-blog-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1413420129776321928</id><published>2008-08-22T14:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:17:02.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored. will post l8r. mayb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you people want from me? im gonna collapse. so gonna collapse. i cant sae anything or complain cos i jus dun wanna hurt any body. neither me nor you. so what? what the hell do you want me to do? im on the verge of breaking. im realli cracking. cracking into pieces. if you look clearly u can even c which parts of me hav broken off. i wanna commit suicide. but i can't cos i dun wanna dissapoint those hu love me. it realli hurts. it hurts. you guys noe that don't you? to you people, i might be a boyfriend/crush snatcher. but anyone wif a brain will noe that feelings can't be forced. i dun lyk him anymore. i can't if i wanna salvage this relationship. im realli breaking down. mayb 1 dae u look in the newspapers, u will see my face there. smiling the last smile that will ever happen to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1413420129776321928?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1413420129776321928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1413420129776321928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1413420129776321928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1413420129776321928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-people-want-from-me-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-7769164651574464081</id><published>2008-08-21T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:19:25.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa.... 2dae so tired.once again. there was dance. and i cleared up sum things. yay! lolx. erm 1st period was pe. plaed frisbee 2dae. quite fun.. but i realise i suck at catching stuff. i jus go 'ahhh!!' and miss it. mayb if i didn't 'ahhh!!' so much, i might catch sumthing. i so gotta check myself on that. den was sci. went thru a new chapter 2dae. erm.. sumthing abt habitats and the ecosystem. not realli getting it but will revise. den was maths. the &lt;s&gt;dreaded&lt;/s&gt; lesson. learnt the dot graph thingy and the stem and leaf thingy. quite messy. dun realli geddit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese. woah. i can't get my head thru all that chinese-y stuff. it feels lyk there's an exlposion in my head. then when evrybody else understands, idiotic me still doesn't. wth. can i get any dumber? am so angry at myself. oh. b4 chinese was eng. didn't do much except 4 target setting. borring.... den was aesthetics. claymation. that bryan chiew good. pon-ed claymation. so boring. we didn't hav any props and couldn't do nething at all. so jus slacked arnd and daydreamed. den we watch sum animated thingy call. a gentlemen duel. super funny. and made me laugh quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch. finally got to eat at mac. ytd was thwarted cos of the sci. den 2dae go, meet SUM ppl dere.but ignored dem and cont. to eat and laugh. as my usual when eating. had to hold back my drink to prevent spraying it on joey. dance. danced the hip-hop. kamin told me @ the bussstop is was abit ... so... i hope ppl wun get the wrong idea abt it. its a decent dance oni that its a bit 'sexy'. den danced the chinese dance once with xuanhui,yuyun and joey. den went home. sprinted to the mama shop to get drinks and it cooled my throat oh-so-much. den  went to the busstop and the had a practical conversation with kamin... that's all 4 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-7769164651574464081?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7769164651574464081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=7769164651574464081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7769164651574464081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/7769164651574464081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/wa_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5864875837850953068</id><published>2008-08-20T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:53:27.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucker'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae is totally utterly tiring. i think i might have broken my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its lyk. chinese dance had me rolling,flipping,jumping,crawling,running,and waving my arms lyk a madwoman. gr8. and now, the product is a bruised back,knee,shoulder and cocyx bone. u noe wad is pain?!?!?! omgomgomg. and plus plus plus we only hav 1 break. how pathetic. it hurts...... any 1 want to sponsor me for a traditional bali massage??? i don't mind u noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. got back no paper 2dae. plaed during lsa. and i feel lyk killing SUMONE now. bastard. stop scolding me. i scold back is natural instinct. sucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5864875837850953068?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5864875837850953068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5864875837850953068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5864875837850953068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5864875837850953068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/2dae-is-totally-utterly-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8307146290887288998</id><published>2008-08-19T17:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:38:01.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentosa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;saw this on yunfei's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 words women/gays use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five Minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loud Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually not a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome.(I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' ... that will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is a women's way of saying F_CK YOU!Don't worry about it, I got it.Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. its sooo true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a fine sunny dae. NOT. it was 8 am in the morning that we had to meet at the bus interchange.den we took th emrt aft many delays. etc etc.den when we finally reach siloso beach. bryan stubbed his toe. how unlucky. well den me,joey and xuanhui went off to the sea. at first we didn't really wanted to get wet, but aft plaein for a while we were wet den we decided that we will dry off so we continued wetting ourselves. but... there was a storm. greeat.. so we had to hide under some pavilion. but we got hungry and went for lunch. in the rain. so we practically had to walk all the wae back to buy stuff. and we ate. and the miracle  was, aft we finished eating, the rain stopped and we could walk back without drenching ourselves agn. BUT we went into the sea again and got ourselves wet. then we went back to the pavilion to plae. plaed erm.. frisbee, truth or dare etc etc. can't really remem much. no pictures cos im too lazy to do so. blogger takes oh-so-long to upload pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xuanhui didn't cum. ahhhhhh. so quiet. not much laughter. and wasd extremely BORED cos i had no one to kajiao. haiz. got back maths.. -drumroll- 42/50!!! lolx. A1!!! yay!!!! am so so so so happy. it also meant that i had to look for new careless mistakes. and i lost 6 marks due to them. great.. lyk.wtfwtfwtf? god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got back sci and chi at 1 go. god.. my chinese oni got a b3................. 1 more mark then can get a2 le!!!!!! ah!!!!!!!! zomgwtf. sci. a2. 2 marks den a1. god. so damn suay la. wtfwtfwtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dance. got f*cking pissed off by sum sec1s. oh. i h8 the sec 1s dis yr. bloody f*ck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,JingYong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8307146290887288998?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8307146290887288998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8307146290887288998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8307146290887288998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8307146290887288998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/saw-this-on-yunfeis-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1210661820529250967</id><published>2008-08-13T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:40:02.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='todae'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah.. i hope i can pass sci. its lyk. i think i got more than half of it wrong&lt;br /&gt;its jus oh-so-stressful. im lyk running a high fever now, sneezing lyk there's no 2mr and coughing and i slowly losing my voice. i hope it lasts till the end of the week. i nid my voice. plus plus plus. my braces are pressing into my gums and making dem bleed frm tym to tym. i noe that's disgusting but. it hurts..... i hope i can take them out by the end of this year. god. it hurts oh-so-much. i will still need to hav retainers for lyk 3 4 mths more? gosh. im gonna make lyk 2 sets den&lt;br /&gt;1 metal and 1 plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. had sci common test b4 sci. lolx. it corny. i noe. but. i can't help it. erm den was pe. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. height and weight. im so freaking faaaaaaaaaaat. i so need to diet. hu wanna go on a diet with me??? god. recess. den was wad? home econs. boring. plaed games all the way. and truth or dare. i love that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... den was hist. i hope i pass 2mr test. [notice i dun use the word fail. i dun lyk extremly negative words] lol. erm. den was chi. which was taken over by mrs tay for maths. i got a full marks for my maths test. yay!!!!!! woohoo!!!lolx. erm. studied abit during maths since mrs tay allowed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when i reach home, i got a fever agn. and now im burning up. great. how happy can i get. with a hist commontest 2mr and a fever. great. gonna go chng my ice pack now. my brain is hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1210661820529250967?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1210661820529250967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1210661820529250967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1210661820529250967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1210661820529250967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4390075785639360279</id><published>2008-08-12T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:59:55.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitches'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa.. i hate studying. my head hurts. and i hate ppl that call me a bitch when i hav nvr evn talked to dem. lyk. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! i think you need to get your FUCKIBNG head checked you asshole. if you dunno me, for FUCK'S sake stop calling me a bitch. in case ur very primitive brain can't take in enough information to tell you that bitch is a [sort of] swear word and not smth nice, SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKER. im pissed enough without your ass butting in and calling me names. relax. i wun do anything to you but i will take evry chance i hav to bitch about you [you stupid gay] and your gang of bitches.[that's how the word is used idiot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enuff rantings. i should learn to stop ranting about my clasmates. BUT, those ppl are not my classmates. their brains are too primitive to be so. if you dun think so, i think you shld go to the hospital for a brain scan. oops. i doubt they can evn detect ur brain. so, im sorry that you hav no brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my eng paper todae. didn't score up to my expectations. rather upset. but at least i got an A1. chi 2dae was horrible. dun wanna tok abt it. 2mr's sci. hope i pass. off to cont. mugging^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;JingYong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4390075785639360279?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4390075785639360279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4390075785639360279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4390075785639360279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4390075785639360279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-908038725424280976</id><published>2008-08-11T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:19:17.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>past 2 daes so shiok la.. keep going out. but the thing is, all the hw hav to chiong 2dae.. and sum idiot had been spamming at my tagbox so you asshole, u btr nor let me catch u or i'll make you pay. arse. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep going out buy furniture.. walao. now i c those dining table or sofa or bed or nething liddat i oready scared until cannot liao. and yes. i have i phobia of beds. so basically, i sleep on the floor. pathetic eh? actually, the fact is, i sleep on the floor cos im tooooooo tired to climb the steps. ah.. i hate over shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven study yet sia.. i realli hope that i can pass my exams. not much. jus pass evrything and not get into na. otherwise. i will realli breakdown. i might even get into imh if i breakdown enough. although im already on the verge of insanity cos of my parents constant harpings and constant promises that if i do not score well there will be disastrous things done to me to make me understand my mistakes. gosh. i want that strength to let me pay attention to my work. i realli hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched money no enough 2 ytd. touching + funny. a definite must watcu. another long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Jing Yong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-908038725424280976?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/908038725424280976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=908038725424280976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/908038725424280976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/908038725424280976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-2-daes-so-shiok-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8436019092662286063</id><published>2008-08-08T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:38:41.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday joey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae was F-U-N FUN!!! lolx. the first hing in the morning was the cross-country run. @ 1st didn't want to run but we ended up as omost the last den we decided to run. [we aka mi, yy, xuanhui and joey] den started running lo.. but the guys were soh-so-fast and jus caught up with us when we stopped to rest. lyk. den i jus started running . didn't care abt evrything and jus kept running. ok. mayb i cheated abit and waited for the 3 of them and also to rest as my chest hurted. but in the end jus didn't care and jus ran all the way back to sch. but.. wth!!! i got 49. hell. so lousy. and to think i ran my lungs out for that. i hope i can get top 30 nx yr? i dun expect much. lolx. den was the bazaar. think our class earned quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was the celebrations. was quite dissapointed. but waddaya expect?!?! its national dae.. so boring... no performance la.. den jus show clip aft clip aft clip. almost died of extreme boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home b4 goin to the chevrons for joey's bdae party!!! lolx. got quite lost. den called mag and zhixian to ask for directions. and javan jeow i am not so stupid to take a bus all the wae back to sch to meet you. den when reach met joey yy and xuanhui. den went upstairs and met jerlin,mag and zhixian. den went to chalet den evryone else came. if im not wrong there were mi,yy,joey,xuanhui,gk,zhixian,jerlin,magdalene,precelia,shaoyan,peihan,wenqi,zhihao,bryan,joel and dingkun and lizheng.[i hope i nvr left ne one out.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den aft we placed our bags in the chalet, we all went to the basketball court[carpark] to plae .but i didn't plae. sad. wasn't feeling well. plaed wif joey's cousin shawn and ivan instead. they are so super adorable......... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den aft we went to the plaegrnd? cant remem much. remem climbing arnd and the wing but not nething else. ah. my memory sucks. lolx. i hope im not sunburnt. under the sun for so long.. den aft dat we went to the arcade to plae!!! maaan were we nuts. we plaed almost evrygame.. lolx. and i realised that when i grow up, i hope i dun get my driving license jus bcos the inspector don't dare to sit in the car. i can't drive to save my oh-so-pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang the birthdae song and joey cut the cake. there were some fooling arnd and (...) lols. we were lyk jus so crazy. lolx. den aft that me and xuanhui went home. when we went into the chalet to get our bags................... we saw a snail. i hate snails. they are jus so icky and slimy and bleagh. eeyuck. we did another 2oo m(?) or smth. ran ran ran all the wae to the jurong cpf building. and screamed alot too. cos smth scared mi. den xuanhui called her dad to drive me back home. thank you!!! and i realised my maid wasn't waiting downstairs for me. wth. den i called back but nobody answered and so i had to wait and wait and wait until i saw my nneighbour and then i dared to get into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for todae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8436019092662286063?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8436019092662286063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8436019092662286063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8436019092662286063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8436019092662286063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/2dae-was-f-u-n-fun-lolx.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2708906889620859719</id><published>2008-08-05T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:35:52.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lollipop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another dae at school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae was 1st period hist. and i managed to pass thru the periods without sleepin!!! yay!!! hahax&lt;br /&gt;den had pe. free period as mr chan didn't cum 2dae.. forgot what i did. den was chi. i tot we needed to present the chi presentationbut... we did sum weirdo compre instead. ha. recess??? yy got scared/shocked by someone when walking out of the classroom.. face it yy.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; its fate.&lt;/span&gt; lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was english aft recess. free period agn!! haha. plaed the gun game/ouch orbie orbie/ give me tempo etc etc with xuanhui,joey,yy,gk,precelia,felicia,shaohui and ruxin. i hope i never missed ne one out. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was sci. started on new chapter 2dae. i hope we can manage to complete the expected syllabus and get to do sum revision b4 exam. managed to actually understand what he was saein. ok. frm 2dae onwards, im gonna treat mr lee cos i got reprimanded by sum ppl for talking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. den was the dreaded maths test. for sum of us. i managed to finish my paper on time. very on time. i hope i pass. haha. den was the extremely dreaded chinese drama rehearsal. bloody hell. nvr got so effing pised in my life by my classmates before. aft that went to teh music room to &lt;s&gt;fool around &lt;/s&gt;rehearse. opened the door for fe land gk but got alomost knocked down by the speeding cart. [bryan chiew and joel?] if im not wrong. scratched my arm. bled. and i din't even noticed til i got home.. hope it doesn't sting as much 2mr. i nid to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to memorise my timetable all of a sudden and i think i hav lost my mind. pei han i want my lollipop!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2708906889620859719?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2708906889620859719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2708906889620859719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2708906889620859719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2708906889620859719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/2dae-was-1st-period-hist.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4277269085128043264</id><published>2008-08-04T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:12:47.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='todae'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae was &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt; average. had maths first thing in the morning. i think if joey was next to mi to help mi, i will be either 1. dead, 2. comatose or 3. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was english. finished the simon birch show. so touching la.. i cried. agn. my tears cant run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, which we irritated yy alot. by mentioning a PARTICULAR person alot. lyk. erhem. hist, free period. den home econs, i lost the chance to poison darren koh once agn. cause its lyk. the first practical, i dropped the potato into the dustbin, the 2nd practical, we were stirring the batter when we found a hair in the batter. undoubtedly darren koh's. my hair is not that coarse. and the last lesson, i washed my hands with soap before washing the beehoon. of course i washed off all the soap.. the potato dropped cause somone scared mi, and the hair is not mine. so no one can blame me for that. ha! i wonder what othher way i can poison darren koh with the next lesson.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chinese drama. got mi quite pissed. dun wanna tok abt it. and prefects meeting. @ 1st i meant to go meet xuanhui and the others @ jp but in the end didn't as the prefect thing ended quite late and it would have been pointless for me to go and meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home quite late and studied abit of maths. i hope i get full marks for 2mr's test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't be updating much till my room and exams are done and over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4277269085128043264?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4277269085128043264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4277269085128043264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4277269085128043264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4277269085128043264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/todae-was-fun-average.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5133463499875063000</id><published>2008-08-04T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:05:12.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Choose 5 fact about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact No. 1  i love to talk about imh. about mi entering it, about ppl arnd mi entering it. abt how creepy it is. everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact No. 2  i cant live past a dae without staring at my self inthe mirror for @ least 5mins. im not vain. jus trying to find out more about my features and what i can do to enhance them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact No. 3  Im extremely crazy. and i have crazy moodswings. REAL crazy. SUPER crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact No. 4  i absolutely love shopping. i might seem complicated but im actually pretty easy to please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact No. 5  I love/hate acting and performing. when the going gets tough, the tough feels lyk quitting. but if i realli love evryone  in the cast grp and performing grp, i will put my heart and soul into it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 5 people:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.XuanHui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Joey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.YuYun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.WeiTing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.Jerlin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5133463499875063000?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5133463499875063000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5133463499875063000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5133463499875063000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5133463499875063000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/choose-5-fact-about-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5368476846305958233</id><published>2008-07-30T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:22:45.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ting xie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home econs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was too lazy to blog. as sum ppl would call mi. im a pig. hahax. oh man. im not as sunburnt as b4 but im now black!!! sooner or later im gonna tun into a bangla. [no offence meant to banglas] im lyk so so so so so BLACK im black. its lyk i was beige, den got sun burnt and turn orange, than red, then i turn black. which is now. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and todae i broke another promise agn. i gotta learn how to keep promises... jingyong!! if you ant sae anything nice, shut up! 2dae as a tough ae. cos i didn't noe y but i jus kept  talking. lyk im on a chit-chat spell!!! got a talking to from ms chua. im sorry miss chua. i cant seem to stop talking. i will change. sumdae. ms chua showed us another movie todae. yay! hahax. wasting curriculum time is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den forgot what happened, only remem the home econs test. which i will most definitely fail and the stupid chi debate yang lao shi called mi up for. lyk wth? it wasn't even fair to start with. i was in a grp with darren koh, wenqi and minyi. waddaya think? lost oh-so-terribly.[i cant debate to save my life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had self practice for cca. my legs now hurt and i will most probably be crawling to sch tomoro if i ccant gather the strength to move my legs enough to make it look as if im walking. although the fact that seeing a person crawling to sch will freak ppl out enuff to call imh and send mi back dere..finished watching 'bewitched' the cat's called lucinda!!! lol. so adorable. learnt ting xie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5368476846305958233?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5368476846305958233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5368476846305958233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5368476846305958233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5368476846305958233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/ytd-was-too-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8156505221241141697</id><published>2008-07-28T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:44:05.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the post'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh... blogging. 1 week of a dead blog waiting for me to update. ha. no way. im so not gonna go dig and turn my brain upside-down to try to remember wad happened in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus remem the record challenge thingy ytd. im soooooooo sunburnt. ah... im ttl ttl barbecued. i cant believe it. i stood in the hot sun for the entire dae. and guess wad?!?! we didn't receive any recongnition for all the hard work. and i became a bbq-ed pig or nothing. wtf. i hav never been sunburnt before ad now my face hurts. i blame the sun. i blame daylight. i blame evrything.[i lyk blaming ppl=D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax. cheered lyk hell. and i lost my voice ytd and 2dae morn. but, miraculously, i recvovered!! woohoo!! only dat my throat hurts lyk hell now and i feel lyk ripping it out, evrything else is fine. then my mom made the maid make sum herbal tea for me to drink. eeyuck. bitter.... but anyway, thanks mom. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae went to sch. yay! no attire check. hehex. had eng and me. 4 consecutive periods of miss chua. BORIIING... no offence ms chua [in case u are reading it now] but i jus cant stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was recess... den sci. sucked. i hate mr lee. he keeps picking on me la. stupid old man. u wan to be as high as mr chong ass hole on my hate list? i dun mind. i hate mr chong. i hate aesthetics. den was art. why isn't art optional?!?!?! i hav absolutely no art cell in my body. cut me up if you want but it will be impossible for any one to find a single art cell in my body. den maths. hahahaha. single period. i love it when there is only one period for maths. i dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;detention duty. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i hate 2i6&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wei hao...... how can you be sick........... how dare you........... and you didn't even find a replacement!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im so gonna kill ou when i get hold of you. u watch out. im watching you... went home alone and is now rushing out the home econs thingy. hope i can get it done on time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8156505221241141697?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8156505221241141697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8156505221241141697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8156505221241141697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8156505221241141697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6538660783863206205</id><published>2008-07-18T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:07:10.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Chinese Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/chinese-food.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exotic yet ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An Exclamation Point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/exclamation.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bundle of... well, something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often a bundle of joy, passion, or drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're loud, brash, and outgoing. If you think it, you say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not the quiet type, you really don't keep a lot to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're lively and inspiring. People love to be around your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But they do secretly worry that you'll spill their secrets without even realizing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel in: Public speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along best with: the Dash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Punctuation Mark Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ice Cream Personality:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theicecreampersonalitytest/icecream.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an incredibly modest person. You don't feel comfortable bragging about yourself... or even receiving complements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wild reputation, but you're not as wild as you seem. You take risks, but only measured risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a somewhat open minded person, but deep down you're fairly conservative. You don't like trying new things very much. And if you do find something new you like, you stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have a one track mind. You prefer not to multitask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a big dramatic and over the top sometimes. You are bold in every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theicecreampersonalitytest/"&gt;The Ice Cream Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a City Girl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/city-girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you live in the city or not, you've got the heart of a city girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're up on the latest trends - what's hot in music, food, and fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you love to be on the go. Your perfect day is filled with tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect guy is a city guy, so head to LA, NYC, Sydney, or London to find him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6538660783863206205?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6538660783863206205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6538660783863206205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6538660783863206205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6538660783863206205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-chinese-food-exotic-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-589794819543775042</id><published>2008-07-15T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:51:57.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the whole week'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to imm with the dancers agn. we damn 'hardwoking' @ looking for the costume la.. aka, shopping. hahax. walked n walked. got anderson's again. omg im gonna bcum sooooooooooooooooooo fat... hahax. cant remem much abt ytd. cos was too tired to remem..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wen to far east plaza wif jermine n gek hooi. kept walking lo.. had lunch @ ramen ten.. den started &lt;s&gt;shopping&lt;/s&gt; looking for the costume le.. den kept walking until lyk 3++ den found sum clothes looked quite nice lo.. den jermine, mi n gek hooi tried different clothes but the 1 that turned out the best so we took the pic n sent to ms chan.. but sadly, the clothes got rejected.. its wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy nice la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahhhhh... dance. again. i so feel that my back is gonna break. due to the fact that i hav not been stretching 4 quite al ong time due to the fact that i cannot move my legs. had random lessons in the morning, 4 got evrything. i oni remem the dance....... horrible. i hate that stupid teacher. we r not robots. how can he treat us lyk we are? bastard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had piano exam in the morn. hope i passed. there were a couple of mistakes during my 1st piece, due to nerves, none during the 2nd, [i plae that badly usually], and zero in the 3rd n my favourite piece.. den had scales. i ttl mussed up the whole exams. i think that if i fail, its because of my scales.. erm den went wif my mom 4 acupuncture thingy. she did acupuncture. i did sum ba guan thingy. i so did not want to do it @ 1st but the doc was lyk' ni bu yao zuo later ni tong ni bu yao complain hor.' den my mom plunked mi ontop of the thing i was supposed to lie on. n i was screaming all the way cos i didn't lyk needles. n erm. its pretty embarrasing. went back to sch. aesthetics. was LAUGHING oh-so-uproariously throughout the entire lesson. ernest's actioins were jus oh-so-dramatic. n bryan jus looked lyk... bryan. zhi hao was plaeing a fool, boontiang was soooo serious!!! jjoey was giggling when she saw mi laughing and so was ben lee. plus plus magdalene was sooo cute. she was trying oh-so-hard to do the steps.. oh man.. so cute.. and i realised that evry1 in our class jus loves moving arnd n cant stop. even 4 1 min.[i realise things pretty slowly eh?] den was dance. ah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;helped the sec 1s to ya tui. how to sae in eng? press leg? ok nvm. but i jus realised that sum of the sec 1s are damn good la. even btr then the sec 2s. aka me. but i couldn't stretch ytd due to my aching back. girls, if i was too fierce ytd, 4give me kays? jus was so sick and tired of trying to get evry1 to concentrate but even the sec 2s esp erhem [you should know hu im toking abt] were plaeing. m jus so freaking sick and tired of the whole thing. danced the hip-hop dance twice, its so messy. i think we realli need to try to concentrate, hit the timing properly and try our best to do the actions to our maximum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had maths 1st thing in the morning. was dropping off to sleep. but no.. i had to keep awake to catch up on work cos of all the time i wasted ytd. [i hate skipping maths] den was eng. the dreaded period. no offense ms chua.went thru summary. our class is getting so noisy evrydae. we realli mus cut down on the noise. its seriously irritating. recess. went to eat wif xuanhui,joey n yy. den cum up we found new script. cos of ******. hahax. yy you should noe hu ba.. den had hist?? was reading ma que yao ge ming. didnt realli pay attention cos she wasn't realli teaching. jus revising. so.. den listened abit and copied sum notes. [im guai kay?] den chinese. shi lin's and felicia's grp presented. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;[i hate you you bastard]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hav jian bao and maths as hw. great. re-taking hist test on mon. great. gotta go study le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xuanhui goin chocolate factory. I WANNA GO.............................................. am having a HUGE craving for chocolates..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;it hurts. it hurts so much. i heard about you and i jus couldn't stop thinking abt you. now you made mi cry. does it make you happy seeing me cry? i hope not. i dun wanna tell you about it again. it hurts so much.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-589794819543775042?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/589794819543775042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=589794819543775042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/589794819543775042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/589794819543775042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-went-to-imm-with-dancers-agn.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6213089746928064644</id><published>2008-07-13T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:34:47.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;woke up quite l8 2dae. [im such a P-I-G] den got breakfast. 4got wad i ate. but jus remem the soyamilk. lolx. den did my art hw. my hand is now officially &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK.&lt;/span&gt; den erm.. pestered my mom to go get mi my bag but she was too tired. mayb goin over to her place on tue to go buy bag + shoes. den used the com until now. lolx. den got quite pissed off aft a arguement wif my mom. but nvm. i forgot wad happen but i didn't get angry. lol. ah.. dat's all. 2ml goin imm wif xuanhui dey all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6213089746928064644?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6213089746928064644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6213089746928064644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6213089746928064644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6213089746928064644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/woke-up-quite-l8-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3426319818762378629</id><published>2008-07-12T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:51:25.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahax this my 2nd post of the dae.. about my personal profile. true? mayb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At this particular time, you are feeling that you are or were unjustly and undeservedly treated and/or betrayed in your hopes and dreams. You feel that everything is against you. But look on the bright side for you are, whether you believe it or not, a survivor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You like the better things in life. You are sensuous and emotional. You are a follower of the Arts and you seek an environment that will give you the fulfilment to the senses that you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are trying to break away from the mundane existence that you have been experiencing of late. You have many high hopes and ideals but you are concerned whether circumstances will allow you to realise these ambitions. You want to spread your wings - to broaden your fields of activities - but you are concerned that your dreams are just that - 'dreams' which are not realistic. It concerns you that you are not thinking clearly at this time - what you need is to get away from it all, to give you time to think. A short vacation could well restore your confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your inherent powers and perseverance are in danger of being overwhelmed by excessive stress. You have a great deal of resilience which is being overtaxed by the continued attempt to overcome existing difficulties but you are sticking to your objectives in spite of the intolerable pressure. After considerable reflection you believe that it is impossible to reverse the situation and so you would truly like to be free of it altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You seem to be always on the defensive and that is because you have failed to establish yourself in a manner consistent with your own high opinion of yourself. You are trying to prove yourself with inadequate resources and this has resulted in considerable stress. You are trying to escape from these excessive demands on your reserves by adopting a defensive attitude in which you refuse to be committed or to be involved in further unpleasantness. &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/206660053132425520-3426319818762378629?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3426319818762378629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3426319818762378629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3426319818762378629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3426319818762378629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahax-this-my-2nd-post-of-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4419738158896868685</id><published>2008-07-12T19:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:29:13.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SHiU6vK6VaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tbRnIDSnPsA/s1600-h/silver+fawn.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222087504751646114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SHiU6vK6VaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tbRnIDSnPsA/s320/silver+fawn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;You are Silver Fawn,&lt;br /&gt;who tends to give an impression of being difficult to grasp what you really mean.&lt;br /&gt;People find it hard to know what you think and what you like, no matter how often and how much they talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;Your mysterious atmosphere makes you look like a cold hearted woman, but all the more, you stand for femininity.&lt;br /&gt;You are composed of both natural caution against men and passion for your own life.&lt;br /&gt;A feudalistic ideas and passion for artistic things exist along side each other inside you, and are kept in good balance.&lt;br /&gt;You are full of fantasist ideas, and tends to be rather dreamy sort of person.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, your attitude towards life is extremely steady.&lt;br /&gt;You are not interested in real life, and you don't have many relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You can show astonishing vital power when it comes to long term businesses.&lt;br /&gt;But you tend to withdraw into your shell, and be unable to bring out the trust you have among other people.&lt;br /&gt;You should try and mingle more often with others.&lt;br /&gt;Although you are very unique and have the mysterious atmosphere around you, you tend to get interested in natural and ordinary things.&lt;br /&gt;You should create an environment at home, where you could make use of your personal interest and your life mission.&lt;br /&gt;After getting married, you will lead a steady life.&lt;br /&gt;There may be a possibility that you may take an active part outside your home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4419738158896868685?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4419738158896868685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4419738158896868685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4419738158896868685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4419738158896868685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-silver-fawn-who-tends-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SHiU6vK6VaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tbRnIDSnPsA/s72-c/silver+fawn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1948224505312112863</id><published>2008-07-12T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:36:48.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd went ot jp wif the dancers of i5,i7&amp;amp;i4. namely mi,joey,xuanhui,yy,jermine n gekhooi.. den walk walk walk but didn't c ne thing that caught our fancy 4 the dance costume.. den started buying our own things.. got 2 clips. lyk lol? erm got anderson's!!! im so addicted to it la.. yes fattening but i cant help it!! haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 dat we went to jermine's house.. so many hello kitty!!! so cute la!!! m ttl ttl in love!!! ok. im not realli the type to lyk hello kitty but im ttl in love!!!! lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den gossipped abit b4 ging to jp. [ahh my legs hurt.] erm shant tok much abt it. cos it will make evryone unhappy. den went home wif xuanhui. waited at the busstop. i sumhow think that xuaanhui is cursed wif the cant get on bus because it is too full/freind pulls her back frm the bus curse. if ther's smth liddat. lolx. but in the end xuanhui got on 242 n went hoooooooome. leaving mi alone @ the busstop. haix.. -sobs- -wipes off tears- erhem. den i got on 157 wif this uncle tha t kept scolding mi 4 i dunno wad reason. i think he escaped fr, imh or smth. lolx. den i quickly got off @ my stop n virtually ran all the way home. lolx. went to slp aft bathing n watching sum tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l8r gonna hav piano le.. sadded. haven fin my hw. gonna do it now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1948224505312112863?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1948224505312112863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1948224505312112863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1948224505312112863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1948224505312112863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/ytd-went-ot-jp-wif-dancers-of-i5i7.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5436245730111910795</id><published>2008-07-10T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:25:51.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another dae at school..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh maaan... so regret goin 4 dance ytd.. feel oh-so-dead... gawd... ouch..... lyk xuanhui dey all oso kena. so im not alone in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae was jus oh-s-freaking-boring.. had pe. sumtyms i wish i haven injured my shoulder.its lyk. evn when im dancing, it hurts so much!!! i watched dem plae captainball 2dae n i realli wished to join. but i cant!!!! it's jus so.... indescribable.[cant spell] den had sci. the lesson of HELL!!!! muahahahah!!!! LOLX. im so dumb sumtyms. was trying to slp. suceeded for 5 mins++?den mr phor came. wth? i dunno y 4 sum reason i cant. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe its because of you.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;den was MATHS. i ttl dreaded it lyk oh-so-much a long long tym ago. but lyk dis term is soooo much more easier to take. cos lyk. i understand!!! yay!!!lol. recess. english. did sum racial harmony thingy haha. drew sumthing weird. i dunno y sumtyms i think of making an effort. i draw soooooooooo badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den chinese. slept aft i gave up on my paper. bet i'll fail. ha! chinese... i used to score well. 10 yrs ago? lolx. den was aesthetics. i hate MR CHONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! stupid old man. u go pair ben loo la!!! i hav a v.v.v. intense hate towards ben loo. mayb cos he's fat? i dunno y but i cannot stand fat ppl. +++ he has bad attitude. its worse den mine when i m lyk wad? throwing a tantrum? dat's bad kay? stupid old man!!!!!!! n he cant dance!!! dat's lyk de worse thing... if he can dance i wun care. but wtf??? its not chinese dance. neither is it sum native idiot dance. its jus sumthing he made up when he was crazy. lyk????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home wif joey n xuanhui. yy was wif jermine.. goin to bugis[?] 2mr? c my mood 1st ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5436245730111910795?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5436245730111910795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5436245730111910795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5436245730111910795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5436245730111910795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-maaan.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6665406915311458187</id><published>2008-07-09T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:22:04.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese dance'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! my aching back.............................. n legs........................n arms.........................n evry single part of my body that made contact ewif that stupid floor during chinese dance. yes including my soles. den dat stupid teacher still sae wad try not to miss lessons. lyk wtf?? i was forced to kay. i had sumthing on u freaking asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chua chnged yy's,joey's n xunhui seats n now im surrounded by v. weird/quiet ppl. n v. laughy ppl.[is ther such a word as laughy?] weird aka marcus. ha! erm. surrounded by ppl i dun tok much wif.. so boring in class la...... feel lyk slpin lyk evry hr of the dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i haven study 4 ne tests. im sooooooo dead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6665406915311458187?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6665406915311458187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6665406915311458187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6665406915311458187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6665406915311458187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhhhhhhh-my-aching-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-2638080548750647273</id><published>2008-07-06T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:47:17.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我吃醋。&lt;br /&gt;而且，我不喜欢你这样。&lt;br /&gt;好痛，好痛。我的心。&lt;br /&gt;每当想到你告诉我那句话的情景时，心忍不住寒了一下。&lt;br /&gt;你可以不要再这样折磨我了吗？&lt;br /&gt;离开。消失。走吧。&lt;br /&gt;我不想再继续挂念你。&lt;br /&gt;请不要让我再心痛了好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-2638080548750647273?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2638080548750647273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=2638080548750647273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2638080548750647273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/2638080548750647273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6336772141856877738</id><published>2008-07-06T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:26:53.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHOES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m&apos;sia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahax. m in malaysia now. n all thx to weiting i can blog!!!! hahax. this post's credits r all due to weiting. weiting. i love you. LOL. erm. got back last nyt. slept lyk a stupid pig on the car. hope i didn't snore.[of course i didn't. its sooooo unglam] LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm den came back n died on my bed. haha. dat's so not mi. lyk keep slpin. i evolve into sloth le. congrats. den woke up @ wad? 9++? 1st tym i wake up so early on a sunday. -applause- genius eh? lol. [jingyong. stop zi-kua-ing u psychopath. n stop toking to urself]{ur nuts u noe?} erm den ate breakfast in the garden. erm den stoned upstairs watching smth. erm '200 pounds beauty'? i think so. den went to mahkota. shopped 4 so long but only got a pair of shoes. white heels. ha! bet my mom's gonna nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when reach home put my stuff down n went to my aunt's house. m currently @ thier house. cos my g'pa g'ma house no internet. SADDED. erm. dat's 4 2dae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6336772141856877738?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6336772141856877738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6336772141856877738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6336772141856877738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/6336772141856877738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahax.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1149114259683738733</id><published>2008-07-05T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:03:43.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus woke up. m so so so so so so tired 2dae.. dunno y. jus feel lyk zombie.. mayb cos the past week i nvr actually slept in class?? -applause- lol. cos i m so gonna stay awake in class 4 my top 10 position. or i DIE... my parents will so kill mi. think im gonna go back to sleep. soooo tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1149114259683738733?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1149114259683738733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1149114259683738733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1149114259683738733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1149114259683738733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/jus-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1983826256994546757</id><published>2008-07-04T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:34:40.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ichiban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sakae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aesthetic sux'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm. back to blogging aft not blogging 4 several daes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home early 2dae.. cos had to go to sum weird place to renounce the singapore citizen thingy. so MAFAN!!! went to ichiban 4 dinner. shopped awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went o sch in not so gd mood.. cannt remem much. oni was dreading aesthetics. due to my goddamn F*CKING bad luck, im paired wif ben loo. n that stupid old man wun lemme chng. i think 4 the test i confirm gonna DIE la. cos i c that face i no mood do those weird weird actions liao la... stupid old man!! i wanna chng partners.............................................. STUPID OLD MAN. den went to the chinese drama competition.. was a ttl disaster............ gotta stop forgetting my lines cos... we're one the few grps chosen!!! gr8. not. erm den went sakae-ing wif xuanhui,joey n yuyun. ate so much....... laughing thru-out. den we eating halfway den i suddenly turned retarded n go comb my hair into centre parting n it made evryone laugh so much. den yy oso go comb. den joey oso. den xuanhui laughed too hard to do so. then dunno hu mentioned a centre parting people only party. but i think i will b laughing too hard to hav the party. lolx. den went home. reached @ 7++? was so damn freaking tired....... den chiong-ed hw till lyk 11++ den went to sleep. omfg my eye bags r lyk ahh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! took tons of pics but.. as mentioned. i nid to get a new memory card........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. zoned out inthe car 2dae. den when reach sch saw christine n huien.. walked up to class wif them. den scared xuanhui up. sry xuanhui!! den jermine came n complain abt sum super unwabnted people. hu were so despo they hav to snatch ppl fren. so, i decided that i m gonna giv her the cold shoulder. hahax. got pissed off by sum v.v.v.v. fucking i6 ppl. shan't mention names but i hope u noe hu u r. stop calling mi names or i don't noe wad i might do. wear a red dress n commit suicide? probably. im really fustrated by the tauntings but i will so try n ignore u asses. otherwise i will b DOWNGRADING my self to ur standard. puh-lease la. childish sia.. den had english. getting worse n worse evrydae. i dunno y the guys r sooo hyper aft the holidaes. but guys, if u read this, please try to tone down. its getting irritating. then had chi, as usual. not much comments. recess. that pang yuyun izit too much energy???ask mi go downstairs wif her den decided not to eat aft walking n walking lyk 2 idiots. den go upstairs agn. lyk. lol??? den had his den  art.&lt;br /&gt; i might evn start lyking art as long as its not taught by that crazy old dr tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冷冷的伤划过涩涩心海，擦肩而过的你幸福的模样。晶莹的泪珠，写下诗的每一行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嘘，这是秘密&lt;br /&gt;愿望是雨露&lt;br /&gt;微笑是花朵&lt;br /&gt;看时光留下美丽的足迹&lt;br /&gt;与大地一起呼吸&lt;br /&gt;请阳光赐予我勇气&lt;br /&gt;流尚的音符里&lt;br /&gt;有我们幻想的甜蜜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1983826256994546757?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1983826256994546757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1983826256994546757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1983826256994546757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1983826256994546757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3646313116030065992</id><published>2008-07-01T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:26:26.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nth much to blog abt 2dae.. oni hav sum STABBING  stomach aches. dun evn noe y. gastric? i dun think so. appendicitis? i dun think so. its jus PAIN........... n i think i sprained my toe. how does sum1 sprain his or her toe newae.i dunno. yy. get well soon^^ dun sick or i'll kill u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3646313116030065992?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3646313116030065992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3646313116030065992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3646313116030065992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3646313116030065992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/nth-much-to-blog-abt-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-1764370198175408306</id><published>2008-06-30T16:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:05:07.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fustration.'/><title type='text'>get out u bitch!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sumtyms i wish im lyk adopted or smth. cos my life is seriously pissing mi off. lyk, dis morn, i was wearing my shoes n my sis jus HAD to quarrel wif mi. i was in absolutely no mood to tok to her so i jus kept quiet n didn't sae nething. but she jus HAD to go on. lyk. WAD'S HER PROBLEM???? i realli dunno y my mood's been so bad these few daes. den i came to sch walked into class, undoubtedly sleepy.but i jus went to my table n set my stuff down. b4 i went 4 attire check. i couldn't help but notice that the ex-cos were bz looking @ my attire. lyk. i noe u guys dun lyk mi.but in case you didn't notice,im human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had reading period. laughing tym!!! laughed all the wae. lyk hello? we laugh ne more we're gonna b soooooooo listed on the notice boards looking for us. cos ppl mistake us frm escapees frm imh le.. erm den had eng den sci. sucked as usual. wasn't in a v. good mood so didn't joke much. recess, maths, hcl. den was history. 2dae went by lyk oh-so-quickly. i dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den it was tym 4 home. i dunno. wad r u trying to do? jus get out!!! r u trying to get into my life, invade it then take over? wad is ur point?!?!?! i hope u noe im toking abt u n try to chng. or mayb, jus mayb, one dae im gonna get so fustrated im gonna get depression n kill you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-1764370198175408306?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1764370198175408306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=1764370198175408306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1764370198175408306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/1764370198175408306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-out-u-bitch.html' title='get out u bitch!!!'/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-3931835860072718989</id><published>2008-06-28T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:16:45.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[pardon my constant usage of un-glam wrods cos im not in a good mood cos of SUMTHINGS. so.] 2dae was goddamned tired. cos i woke up @ lyk 6++?!?! hu wakes up so early on a saturday newae?????? erm den looked @ the tym. noticed it was still early n i had loads of tym to wash my hair n dry it n get dressed on tym. den laid in bed summore until my maid came n chao mi wake up. den i DRAAAAAAAAAAAGED myself to the toilet n washed-up. den, when i was tying my hair, i broke 2 rubberbands, broke my nail,[gosh i sound oh-so-bimbotic. BUT IM NOT A BIMBO OKAY?!?!]screamed aft breaking my nail, woke my sis. got shouted @, shouted back, n fell down the stairs when i was walking down.[gosh lyk i nid a new brain AND new eyes.] dad drove mi to sch. [thx for driving mi dad.. although its a sat n all, u woke up earlier den mi!!! ur loved]&lt;br /&gt;got to sch. ha! got my book!!!! joey i owe you one!!!!hahax. m &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ttl IN LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; with it.. will post pics of the cover nx tym? my com's nuts. den got the can, went to buona vista. i dunno y evrytym we get on the mrt, we r laughing lyk maniacs. i seriously think dat one dae, de mrt stations are gonna hav poster with BIG BIG words saein:'pls dun let the gurls up the mrt as they will disrupt the peace n quiet of the mrt. thank you' den hav our pics underneath. its gonna happen SOON. erm.. went to collect money wif yuyun. i swear. 1 dae. im gonna laugh so hard im gonna lose all my teeth n dislocate my jaw. erm. kept laughing until joey,xuanhui &amp;amp; felicia bagan moaning abt how hungry dey were n we went to holland v to eat. @ 1st wanted to eat 2 coffee bean but no space n oso c sum bu shun yan ppl. the dog outside scared the hell out of xuanhui n caused undescriable pain to mine n yy's shoulders.den went to sum ulu ulu place to eat. seafood porridge or smth i think i ate. but spewed it out when laughing. it was lyk ttl DISGUSTING. didn't hav much appetite aft dat. it was sooooooo gross. i blame the person hu made mi laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den went to walk walk. ha~~ den went to collect MORE money. haha. den laughed way too much wif xuanhui. i think ppl damn scared of us. cos we were laughing soooooooooooo hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den saw dis realli cuuute kid ah!!!! i miss him.. so cute.... XD den yy la. make sum old guy fall down. guilty not??? er. sticked @ least 1/2 a page of stickers on shaoyan's back n hair. ha! so funni. [will upload pics nx tym] den got fustrated aft recieving n sms n had bad mood 4 the rest of the dae. den walked to the mrt station to meet joey n felicia. saw this HUUUUUGE  komodo dragon. tried to take pics but couldn''t. it was fast kay. i know it wet into the drain so mayb its in ur drain pipe waiting 4 a tym to cum out... hehehe... den got on the mrt. saw this oh-so-cute guy. erm.  i was daamn obv in taking pics AGN. i nid to take lessons in taking pics stealthily. not lyk de rest of u la.. used to taking pics on the stealth. [agn. will upload the pics nx tym] den walked back to sch. felt so upset i wanted to DIE. den ent back to class. returned the can to ms chua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMN THAT SUPID FAT ASS STANDING BHIND MI DAT GAVE MI A SHOCK WHEN I TURNED AROUND AND WAD DO U DO WHEN U GET A SHOCK? U SCREAM! N WHEN I SCREAMED, THAT STUPID FATASS SCOLDED MI FUCK. WAD IS UR FUCKING PROBLEM?!?!?! CANT U FUCKING DIET SO THAT PPL WOULDN'T BUMP INTO U WHE NTHEY TURN AROUND AND GET THE SHOCK OF THEIR LIVE N SCREAM?SO. FOR FUCK'S SAKE LA. DIET. OTHERWISE 1 DAE UR GONNA GET SO FAT THAT PPL WILL BUMP INTO U WHEN DEY TURN AROUND. OOPS I FOR GOT. &lt;u&gt;DEY ALREADT DO!!&lt;/u&gt; idiot. stop acting cool la. u noe evrytym u jump, a 7.8 magnitude earthquake happens n u kill 2000 ppl? so 4 god's sake, stop jumping. u oready look lyk a hippo. u dun nid to look lyk an orang-utan nemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok wasn't in a good mood. if u wanna noe that fat-ass's name, ask n u'll get it. n i warn u huh fat-ass, 本小姐每次看到你就心情不好，所以你最好不要惹我。要不然我会把你剁成你那肥肥的肉块啦!!!!!! ok. feel much btr letting it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;note to self diet pls. ur getting F-A-T.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-3931835860072718989?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3931835860072718989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=3931835860072718989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3931835860072718989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/3931835860072718989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/pardon-my-constant-usage-of-un-glam.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-5225724807296844098</id><published>2008-06-27T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:59:20.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg!!! cant wait 4 the second book of 天时街23号 from joey.. m ttl in love wif it. cant wait to fin the entire series.. m ttl in love withit. it the guy, 金月夜 is real. i will ttl go aft him la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-5225724807296844098?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5225724807296844098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=5225724807296844098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5225724807296844098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/5225724807296844098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg-cant-wait-4-second-book-of-23-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-4122391592312384369</id><published>2008-06-26T17:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:17:26.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my like sux.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAD MOOD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry 4 not posting those other daes. m realli trying to make an effort to study. im shocking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. mondae got 2 sch. my last tym doin l8cumin duty 4 this term. sadded. den dere was dis guy. hu 4GOT TO ZIP HIS PANTS. bet it was embarrassing. huien told him n he ignored her, which made us laugh evn harder. n he didn't zip up his pants until javan told him n he went,'oh?' den looked down n,blushing, zipped up his pants. n de other dae, hui en n i noticed that he wore fbts under his pants. which made us laugh evn harder. i think, evrytym i c him, im gonna greet him wif an uncontrollable laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. cant remem nething bout the past few daes. oni that i hav blisters on my feet to remind mi abt ytd. cos we had to KEEP walking. wtf. getting mi oh-so-fustrated. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if u wanna get mi off the prefectorial board, say it. dun plae tricks behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; n oh ya. hav a new home econs teacher. HER VOICE IS SO DAMN HIGH PITCH!!!!! lyk wow. but boring during her lesson. den 2dae had aesthtics. i think if the lessons not picking up soon, im gonna fake illness evrytym i hav it. erm cant remem much too. oh yea. had ice cream. omg it was baaaaaaaaaaad. the yam n all was nice. but the pink flavours tasted lyk MEDICINE!!! lyk god. medicines are OREADY made to make u irritated when u eat dem. so wad's the point wif ice cream? was sooooooooo hungry 2dae. didn't hav sushi 4 lunch. pasta. maan i m so gonna puke if i hav to eat pasta lyk dis. erm also. the bookshop auntie kept saein that no stock 4 the books. n ask us go out buy. if u no stock wad makes u think the other bookshop will hav?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis few daes mood not v. gd. so i recommend huever read this post watch out 4 my bad temper. cos if u step on my tail. i might jus send in the army n throw u into the nile river n let u be eaten up by crocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I miss you so much. i dun wanna ever lose you again. im realli sorry. let's stop this stupid fight. i miss u baby. i reallli do.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-4122391592312384369?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4122391592312384369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=4122391592312384369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4122391592312384369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/4122391592312384369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/sry-4-not-posting-those-other-daes.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-6236899191918995029</id><published>2008-06-23T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:49:05.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid quiz.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-What is the connection between you &amp;amp; the last person who call you?Xuanhui.BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you ever turn your cell phone off?erm. when im charging it n im sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;-What happened at 10.00 am today?i had sci lesson. chapter 9. electricity.&lt;br /&gt;-When did you last cry? jus now? cos i was fustrated&lt;br /&gt;-What do you eat with peanut butter?nth. i hate peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;-What do you want in your life right now?loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?umbrella. or i will cry cos i got my hair wet.&lt;br /&gt;-What's your favorite thing to have on your bed?my winnie the pooh pillow.&lt;br /&gt;-What bottom are you wearing now?FBTs&lt;br /&gt;-What's the nicest text in your inbox say?haha. sum1 said i was chio. lol.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you tends to make a relationships complicated?no. im  not a complicated person.&lt;br /&gt;-Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?no. i hav jus enuff.&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last movie you caught?forgot&lt;br /&gt;-What are you proud of?nothing.&lt;br /&gt;-What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?from joelly.when are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;-What was the last song you sang out loud?loads. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you have any nicknames?hamster monster by gk. i dunno y. erm. loads by my other friendds.&lt;br /&gt;-What does your last received text message say?you do so many things realli not busy?&lt;br /&gt;-What time did you go to bed last night?i dunno. couldn't slp.&lt;br /&gt;-Are you currently happy?no. jus bored. n when does this quiz end?&lt;br /&gt;-Who gives you best advice?no one. i take my own advice.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?my signature line.[its fattening]&lt;br /&gt;-Who did you talk on phone last night?xuanhui.&lt;br /&gt;-Is anything bugging you right now?yes. the fact that i nid new hair.&lt;br /&gt;-What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?xuanhui,joey&amp;amp;yuyun&lt;br /&gt;-Do you wear toe socks?uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person you missed a call from?house&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever had your heart broken?yup.&lt;br /&gt;-What annoys you most in a person?arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you have a crush on anyone?yea&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever done cocaine?No.&lt;br /&gt;-What is the colour of your room?beige.so dead.so monotone. so blah.&lt;br /&gt;-Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?nope. dat's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you believed in the saying "talk in cheap"?huh?&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person to lay in your bed?me.duh.&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person to hug you?HUIEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;-What do you want to say to the person you have a crush on?nth much.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you have a life?that's a dumb,stupid,retarded,crazy question.&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't?yea. mi. but i was alive. i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;-What is the reason behind your profile song?nth?&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person you saw in your dream?i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-Last time you smiled?jus.&lt;br /&gt;-Have you changed this year?ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;-What are you listening to right now?my mom. cos she's nagging @ mi.&lt;br /&gt;-Are you talking to someone when you doing this?yea.my mom.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;-Is there a quote you live by?nopes&lt;br /&gt;-Do you want someone you can't have?yea.&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever played an instrument?yea.&lt;br /&gt;-What was the worst idea you've had in week?i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?packing my bag.&lt;br /&gt;-Are you happy with your love life right now?no.its not a life.its dead.&lt;br /&gt;-What song describe your love life?dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-Does the person know that you like him/her?no.he thinks i lyk sum1 else.O.o&lt;br /&gt;-Who always make you laughs?xuanhui!!1&lt;br /&gt;-Do you speak other language other than English?chinese.etc.&lt;br /&gt;-Are you blond?nope.but i hav a blond personality.&lt;br /&gt;-What your middle name?dun hav.&lt;br /&gt;-What are you doing tomorrow?school. n hip-hop.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you think you are like?a diamond. valued.&lt;br /&gt;-Who will you choose to die with?not sum1 hu nags.&lt;br /&gt;-Where have you been today?sch n home.&lt;br /&gt;-What game do you play often?i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-Who are you missing right now?him.&lt;br /&gt;-If you've to choose between friend &amp;amp; love, who will you choose?friends&lt;br /&gt;-What are you doing right now?boring myself out of my skull.&lt;br /&gt;-Which primary school are you from?Rulang.&lt;br /&gt;-Name 3 colours that you like.pink,purple,white&lt;br /&gt;-What emotion you like to show?dunno&lt;br /&gt;-What is life to you?nth.&lt;br /&gt;-If you have something troubling you, what will you do?announce it to the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;-Who did you last chat in msn today?CHRISTINE!! its such a joy toking to her.&lt;br /&gt;-Who do you admire the most?dunno.mi? cos i stare in the mirror alot.&lt;br /&gt;-Which month are you born in?september&lt;br /&gt;-How are you feeling right now?trying-to-finish-this-quiz-asap-feeling.&lt;br /&gt;-What is the time now?4.45pm&lt;br /&gt;-Where are you now?at home.&lt;br /&gt;-What colour did you use to dye hair?my hair is au naturelle&lt;br /&gt;-Why are you doing this test?cause i was bored. but now i think its irritating cause there's so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you do when you're moody?sleep.tok on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;- At which age you wish to get marry?26?&lt;br /&gt;-Who is more important to you?mummy dearest.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you think you have enough confident?not realli.&lt;br /&gt;-Who is the person you trust the most?myself&lt;br /&gt;-Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?yea.&lt;br /&gt;-If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;-What is your goal for this year?3ple sci.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you believe in eternity love?erm.hard.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you love?way too many things.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you think he misses you right now?mayb?&lt;br /&gt;-What feeling you hate the most?feeling unglam.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?YES!!&lt;br /&gt;-Do you believe in God?nope.im a freethinker&lt;br /&gt;-Who cares for you the most?dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you think is the most important thing in your life?nth.&lt;br /&gt;-What will you bring when you fight?the police.&lt;br /&gt;-What have you regretted doing in your whole life?loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;-What would you feel when no one no longer cares for you?sad? duh.&lt;br /&gt;-What if your stead two-timed you?break lo.&lt;br /&gt;-What do you want now?to bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-6236899191918995029?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6236899191918995029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=6236899191918995029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-461879096795966942</id><published>2008-06-22T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:02:18.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im gonna chng my blogskin now. cos. the words are way too small. as i got the feedback frm some ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-461879096795966942?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/461879096795966942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=461879096795966942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/461879096795966942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/461879096795966942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-im-gonna-chng-my-blogskin-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-721432458158383681</id><published>2008-06-20T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:58:14.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chalet'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll start my post wif pics 1st b4 posting. so ya.&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;u&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wUH2TEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-q9-HE8uVgs/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213967432321223746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wUH2TEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-q9-HE8uVgs/s320/DSC02109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;the mango pudding i ate. which turned out runny cos i didn't hav appetite.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wfCRnLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JOaHU1fnlbg/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213967435250638002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wfCRnLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JOaHU1fnlbg/s320/DSC02110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;u noe wad is murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was murder.&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;u&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wYyeAsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/m1QacU4dOvo/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213967433573728962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wYyeAsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/m1QacU4dOvo/s320/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;random shot. mi n felicia sat on the swing which kept creaking. i think cos i too heavy liao.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7widLVFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/WvbM7np5uk0/s1600-h/DSC02114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213967436168778834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7widLVFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/WvbM7np5uk0/s320/DSC02114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;felicia posing nx 2 the dustbin. too lazy to turn the pic arnd newae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to meet joey n yy @ the busstop. den went to meet the others @ je interchng. we were de earliest gals. den went to popular walk walk. den aft i went 2 put my bag down. den got kinda fustrated cos of them. complain den i offer solution. the ONLY solution den they reject it. wtf???? wad's deir prob la. erm den kept goin 2 toilet. 4 joey dey all tie hair. den com out. den go in. den evry1 came le den we go liao. walao-eh. my bag daaaaaaamn heavy i tell u. den erm. emo-ed on the bus abit.den when reach went to chalet straight. erm. cant remem much. but remem we went to escape. screamed way too much. my voice bcumin slightly worse now only. wth? went for coffee @ coffee bean. sooooo needed caffeine. n ate @ the street? i think dat's wad the shop is called. watched ju-on. damn scared. den sat down stairs n talked wif precelia, jerlin, felicia, ben lee, bryan, i hope i haven left ne1 out. wanted to beach, bitch, bitched, bitches, beaches, beached [all the variations the 'entertainment machine' gave mi] but didn't erm jus kept talkin abt random stuff. until lyk 3, 4 am or smth. den i go slp.[oh man im SUCH a pig] when joey tried to wake mi up i was lyk dead to the world. woke @ 8++?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to find joey n felicia n yy. dey were having breakfast. den went back in aft dey were done. went to cheers AGN [ i think we go dere lyk evry few hrs?] den i thnk biked. bathe n tried to slp. den when i FINALLY fall aslp, sum1 knocked on the door. lyk wth? den couldn't slp nemore. drifted between slp/dun slp. den 4got wad happened[god i nid a new memory] went to 2i1's chalet n plaed abit oh god. it was lyk ttl nice. but i was sitting on the floor n ttl freezing my butt off. i wished xuanhui/huien were here. i hav so much MORE fun wif dem. den tak boleh tahan. went back. talked downstairs abit n ate sum things. den realli brain dead den go slp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIRD DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i realli tranform into pig liao lo. jus kept slpin until lyk 10++? so piggish. washed up, den packed up n went to white sands 4 lunch. got a drink, den took neoprints aft waiting 4 the guys 4 sooooooo long n freezing. [thx 4 the cardigan shinan!!] took neoprints, look so FREAKING retarded in dem. den went home n died on the sofa. den aft dinner den slept summore. den came to blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i so wish 4 another chalet. sooooooo wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-721432458158383681?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/721432458158383681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=721432458158383681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/721432458158383681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/721432458158383681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-start-my-post-wif-pics-1st-b4.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... Stop killing me like that...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16970012490840641896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFu7wUH2TEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-q9-HE8uVgs/s72-c/DSC02109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206660053132425520.post-8309755208805504846</id><published>2008-06-17T12:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:38:21.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chi drama meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father&apos;s day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the pictures i promised oh-so-long ago..@ east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc92epOOSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UYjc4N1cXW4/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212703099852831010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc92epOOSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UYjc4N1cXW4/s320/DSC02092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess which 1 my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc9DVSGtYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uLAXXxvjoCo/s1600-h/DSC02091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212702221166622082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc9DVSGtYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uLAXXxvjoCo/s320/DSC02091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the wae back. from front:mi[look so freaking retard.], xuanhui, jerlin, joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc8KwvTvCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c2Dbt4Bg4c8/s1600-h/DSC01982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212701249284324386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc8KwvTvCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c2Dbt4Bg4c8/s320/DSC01982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clockwise from the top:joey,mi,xuanhui,jerlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(joey's wif 2 hands other wisee, the star will b weird-ly shaped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc5HfJeA1I/AAAAAAAAADo/rIBZo-r0W2I/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697894487720786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fpRTeRJ1EBM/SFc5HfJeA1I/AAAAAAAAADo/rIBZo-r0W2I/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s quite dark on the bus)&lt;br /&gt;from left to right:xuanhui,jerlin,joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. erm. blog abt sunday. father's day. erm.. went to ajisen 4 dinner, de food was kinda ok. but my dad didn't seem v. happy cos my bro gave him attitude, which got mi all fired up cos i was in a bad mood n shouted @ him, n my mom got all pissed @ mi n glared @ mi which lighted the fuse agn n got mi shouting @ evrybody who approached mi. now i offer a formal and sincere apology. erhem. i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den was ytd. not much difference, went thru script once den haisong came n he TOLD MI HE DIDN'T PRACTICE!!! i omost killed him i tell u. argh!!!! ok den staed back wif him shao hui n gk to practice. implored gk to stae back or i might jus kill him without further notice. den shao hui went back. followed by gk. den i saw no point in staein cos lyk. bloody hell. if he didn't practice, he dun wanna help himself, why the fuck shld i stae n help? bloody hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den went to the food court buy dinner, not much appetite aft getting so angry. den parents came home n evrything else's fuzzy. can't remem much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/206660053132425520-8309755208805504846?l=never-explainedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8309755208805504846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=206660053132425520&amp;postID=8309755208805504846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8309755208805504846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/206660053132425520/posts/default/8309755208805504846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-explainedlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-i-promised-oh-so-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Please... 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