<?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-33324386</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:28:50.239-07:00</updated><category term='i miss cynthia ):'/><title type='text'>it's me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-3862079823023922687</id><published>2007-05-02T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:28:46.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/groundrules_xxx"&gt;http://xanga.com/groundrules_xxx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-3862079823023922687?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3862079823023922687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=3862079823023922687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/3862079823023922687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/3862079823023922687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/05/moved-httpxanga.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-6388014816333292396</id><published>2007-04-27T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T04:26:28.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHERLYNN YAP HUI LING DIDNT BRING MY PRUNE AGAIN. My prune should just rot in her fridge over the weekends. I'll miss you, prune ):&lt;br /&gt;Songs were boring today. Gadgets was boring. Drills was cool and eventful cos rasyiqah taught us something new today! It's really fun, i must say and it's coooool. I think im in love with it. Anyway, i swear rasyiqah is so nice for CO. That's good. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, nobody listened to me when i said to sit in a circle for songs. I think the sec 3s make a greater effect. Sighs. Yeah just because im not older than them. Feel so sick thinking about it. My right side of the brain hurts. HAHAHA, Gina thinks im weird. But i think i used too much during the cas period yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was super funny today. Loved all the videos.&lt;br /&gt;After school, Gina was screaming at me for studying science. HAHA, i dont know why too. I think i learnt my lesson. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Okay im gonna sleep for a bit soon.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6388014816333292396?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6388014816333292396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6388014816333292396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6388014816333292396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6388014816333292396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/sherlynn-yap-hui-ling-didnt-bring-my.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-8255639679052795254</id><published>2007-04-26T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:13:13.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHERLYNN YAP DIDNT BRING MY PRUNE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROWLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-8255639679052795254?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8255639679052795254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=8255639679052795254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8255639679052795254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8255639679052795254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/sherlynn-yap-didnt-bring-my-prune-today.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-4249054418541724886</id><published>2007-04-25T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:10:30.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Literature common test was good.&lt;br /&gt;I have loads to write about. HAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to be studying science now. owellll.&lt;br /&gt;I brought a prune to school today and i meant to eat it after the meeting with the cls and acls but i forgot. Hm, so i put it into sher's bag for a moment as there isnt space in my bag. HAHA. Then, sher brought it home cos we both forgot about it. She was complaining about how my prune bounced in her bag and all. haha. Stupidly funny. Nats wanted to eat my prune but i wouldnt let her. HAHA, and yes sher is bringing the prune for me tmr. yayyy. HHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;I still have to memorise the lyrics of the songs by friday.&lt;br /&gt;STUUUUPID SONGS!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, anyway i've got something to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that an unrecycled can stay uncorroded for AT LEAST 500 years. And, styrofoam cant decompose at all. So, stop all the drinking from cans. Drink from bottles instead. If you do, then recycle them!&lt;br /&gt;AND. The sea level is gonna rise from 6cm to 6m for the next 50 years to 100 years. Dont think you'll be dead alr, it may just occur in exactly 50 years time. Think for the future generations. Singapore can survive if sea level rise by 6cm but 6m? Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Stop all the pollution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' you'll be saving yourself if you save the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true. okaaayyy, this is it! Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-4249054418541724886?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4249054418541724886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=4249054418541724886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4249054418541724886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4249054418541724886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/literature-common-test-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-4252533890226206572</id><published>2007-04-24T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:10:05.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Math test was cooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND. Recess was interesing. Hm. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch with yiying nats zoe and sherlynn today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing a meal with yiying is not a good idea. Whats up with she and her straws. AHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nats was being stingy with her fries again. And zoe's looking cute eating a burger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGHHHHSSSSS. I have to go off now to study for history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good day, all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Ri27UIlRPCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7AoUiudUJV0/s1600-h/z6392953.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056903911182515234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Ri27UIlRPCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7AoUiudUJV0/s320/z6392953.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-4252533890226206572?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4252533890226206572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=4252533890226206572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4252533890226206572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4252533890226206572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/math-test-was-cooool.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Ri27UIlRPCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7AoUiudUJV0/s72-c/z6392953.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-2895226115041717725</id><published>2007-04-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:22:37.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;THE RI CAMPFIRE ROCKED!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to catch some sleep before i leave for RI and sher, gina and yiying were being annoying. GRR. Sher started messaging me and Gina with her lost consent form AND yiying with her "what to study for geog ah?" AHH, so yes i couldnt sleep, not at all so i got up to do heymath. hahaha, yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At first i was really reluctant to leave my heymath and attend the campfire. haha, yes really. I think their school is really coooool. They have got popular as their bookshop. Omg, major coooool. Not that i like popular you know, but still! (: And they have this huge football field and the grass is fake! HAHAHA, i was so fascinated by it(:(: I still am anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I think i could have gotten lost in their school man, seriously. It's like many times larger than tkgs. Oh yeah, back to topic. I really enjoyed the campfire cos firstly, it's indoors. You know i absolutely hate outdoor campfires. And the Albert Hong Hall is air-conditioned and it's freezing in there. Their performance was really nice too, so not like the typical hot, sweat, sing, campfires. I like the thousand legged worm thing. Though i kinda got squashed in the crowd but it's hell loads of fun!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Im glad i went. HAHAAAA. I finished heymath as well. As in everything. I did everything within the morning. HAHAHA, in your face yiying. I bet you havent even started. Or have you? HAHA, okay nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;im back to my studying of geography. Yay, plantations, here i come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rir_E4lRPBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AA6sqLyNiZo/s1600-h/z9422129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056133991050066962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rir_E4lRPBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AA6sqLyNiZo/s320/z9422129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rir_E4lRPBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AA6sqLyNiZo/s1600-h/z9422129.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-2895226115041717725?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2895226115041717725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=2895226115041717725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2895226115041717725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2895226115041717725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/ri-campfire-rocked-i-was-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rir_E4lRPBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AA6sqLyNiZo/s72-c/z9422129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-4852057470641716086</id><published>2007-04-20T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T05:03:36.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY GINA LEE HUI YU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you hell loads and i know you loveeee my letter to you right? And the cake me and sun got it for you though you hate cakes. HAHA, thats funny. Thanks for everything, from making me upset to happyyy. Really, you are capable of anything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, im really exhausted now. I just realized i promised rina i'll go jogging with her tmr in the morning. AND, i promised Gina i'll go to the RI campfire with her in the evening. Grr, i wish i could remember them. Right now, i just wanna stay home and study. And i thought i would be free this saturday:(&lt;br /&gt;So yes, today's treasure hunt wasnt fun. At all. So much for looking forward to it. I thought we were supposed to look for real treasures, like objects not humans. ohweeeellll. I was made to do some stuuupid forfeit which basically means holding your own weight on the parallel bars for a minute and i did it. And everyone's surprised at my strength which is like HHAAAAHA, crazzzzy. Of course lah, i can bash Gina up, so DUHHH.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we won of course. HAHAAHAHHA (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;Im glad everything is okay overall cos i was really pissed at the beginning. Some things are incredibly anoooooying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im outta here to hit the books again. Hooooray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-4852057470641716086?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4852057470641716086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=4852057470641716086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4852057470641716086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4852057470641716086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthdayyyyy-gina-lee-hui-yu-love.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-2989483629994973364</id><published>2007-04-11T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:06:07.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxNZmKqU-I/AAAAAAAAACk/1oRjpDtFJEE/s1600-h/z5627438.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051997984140186594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxNZmKqU-I/AAAAAAAAACk/1oRjpDtFJEE/s320/z5627438.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's currently 10.55am now so yes, i didnt go school today. Yay. I have two days mc. Dad brought me to the clinic last night and the doctor took my temperature, 39.2. HAHA, he said if i didnt get well by friday, i would need to see him again and have an injection. :(( Mom says if i feel better, then i'll go school tmr. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Good news. I passed math!(: (: And sally just messaged me that i have gotten an A1 for history(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;Im not looking forward to friday. I dont understand why the hell do we have so many celebrations. Shitass, i swear im not going to get any presents. It's always me. AHHHHH. Why cant i be in the same patrol as GINAAAA? Im always stuck with the worst people. ever. Im totally broke. This is the third celebration, i dont have any money left, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;So yes gina, im also feeling bad now. GRR. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeya all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxP3GKqU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/viV3o1WjI4c/s1600-h/z8241388.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052000689969583090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxP3GKqU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/viV3o1WjI4c/s320/z8241388.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxP3GKqU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/viV3o1WjI4c/s1600-h/z8241388.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-2989483629994973364?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2989483629994973364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=2989483629994973364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2989483629994973364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2989483629994973364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-currently-10.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhxNZmKqU-I/AAAAAAAAACk/1oRjpDtFJEE/s72-c/z5627438.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-8026303735948559339</id><published>2007-04-08T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:20:23.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhiiwyLLjnI/AAAAAAAAACU/_wkgzTM9Lx8/s1600-h/q78860384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050965941082099314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhiiwyLLjnI/AAAAAAAAACU/_wkgzTM9Lx8/s320/q78860384.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually doing enrichment step 3 now. How cooool is that.&lt;br /&gt;Maggie Goh is gonna be happppy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's doing step 4 and nats doing step 5. (:(:&lt;br /&gt;GRR, talking to sher online is so infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay nvm. Good news, we finished literature!&lt;br /&gt;Went sher's house for the last time ytd to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;Went there really early and i called her to say i have arrived. Waited for hellll long. Discovered later she fell asleep again after picking up my call. ROAR. Lend her my chinese and we studied for monday's test silently. Until she brought up a topic. So yeah, we talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went downstairs to get sugar for her mom and bubble tea AND picked up amanda. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey came much later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i should be doing history now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhilliLLjoI/AAAAAAAAACc/rRb42wEymJY/s1600-h/z32517581.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050969046343454338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhilliLLjoI/AAAAAAAAACc/rRb42wEymJY/s320/z32517581.bmp" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-8026303735948559339?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8026303735948559339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=8026303735948559339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8026303735948559339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8026303735948559339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-actually-doing-enrichment-step-3-now.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhiiwyLLjnI/AAAAAAAAACU/_wkgzTM9Lx8/s72-c/q78860384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-6939242337146746702</id><published>2007-04-06T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:45:17.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhYFXSLLjlI/AAAAAAAAACE/6gdOxFdQkfA/s1600-h/m65087411.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050229929716452946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhYFXSLLjlI/AAAAAAAAACE/6gdOxFdQkfA/s320/m65087411.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, done with all the projects.&lt;br /&gt;Drusilla and fuhui just left my house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad day. Woke up super early today to go sher's house for literature.&lt;br /&gt;Got annoyed cos amanda didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday night was terrible. I was so depressed that i cried myself to sleep:( Mom was asking me if there was a problem and i just told her everything. I had it real bad. From work to friends. God, all these suck. I feel ridiculous. Im not gonna ask anyone to cheer up cos i cant do it myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay thats all. Ending off,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhYIhyLLjmI/AAAAAAAAACM/3L2G8qxw3mY/s1600-h/Dontfollow.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050233408639962722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="94" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhYIhyLLjmI/AAAAAAAAACM/3L2G8qxw3mY/s320/Dontfollow.gif" width="89" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6939242337146746702?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6939242337146746702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6939242337146746702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6939242337146746702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6939242337146746702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-done-with-all-projects.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhYFXSLLjlI/AAAAAAAAACE/6gdOxFdQkfA/s72-c/m65087411.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-8140625465792583441</id><published>2007-04-05T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T06:07:56.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhSsUCLLjkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hns71J8pcik/s1600-h/z4382240.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049850542370295362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhSsUCLLjkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hns71J8pcik/s320/z4382240.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going sher's house later in the evening so i'll make a quick one here.&lt;br /&gt;School's boring except that maggie stormed out of the class during enrichment. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've got better things to do! &lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly. Walked zoe to the foyer. Hm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to amanda's house ytd for literature.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 9. Dad's annoyed. owelll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yiying! you need to cheer up, i mean it seriously. No squeaks or meows. Math shit anyway, you'll get them very soon so dont fret yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay toodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[/edit]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay im pissed. We were supposed to go sher's house right but audrey called at the very last minute to cancel it. Shitass. I swear, i was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;So then sher called me and i kinda shouted at her cos yeah i was incredibly annoyed. It's not her fault, really, but i think im just too stressed up inside. I need to get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya whatever. Tmr's gonna be shit. Doing lit project in the morning till noon then my chinese group members are coming over.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i think i need time of my own. I kinda tired of thinking about all these things. HAHA and honestly, i dont really want to see my mates, as in my group members. Like i said, i want a day to myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-8140625465792583441?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8140625465792583441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=8140625465792583441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8140625465792583441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8140625465792583441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/going-shers-house-later-in-evening-so.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhSsUCLLjkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hns71J8pcik/s72-c/z4382240.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-1306937284094141504</id><published>2007-04-03T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T02:52:38.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhIjQ9-kp6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1HlddXnn7vc/s1600-h/q82053405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136906657638306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhIjQ9-kp6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1HlddXnn7vc/s320/q82053405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SPA tmr. Shitzz.&lt;br /&gt;math common test was bad as well.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to celebrate Gina's bday.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-1306937284094141504?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1306937284094141504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=1306937284094141504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/1306937284094141504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/1306937284094141504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/04/spa-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RhIjQ9-kp6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1HlddXnn7vc/s72-c/q82053405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-3828482479428637407</id><published>2007-04-01T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T00:40:11.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9Ywd-kp4I/AAAAAAAAABk/LAPYetXPbH0/s1600-h/z11228681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048351297009657730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9Ywd-kp4I/AAAAAAAAABk/LAPYetXPbH0/s320/z11228681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, this one is for yiying(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;retardretardretard, why must you changed your url? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just had my math tuition. Surprisingly, i looked forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Probably of the math test on monday. Big sighs.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! My tutor just said she wont be coming over that much in the month of april cos she's having major exams.&lt;br /&gt;Bad and good news at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;But i still hate tuition lahhhh. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My whole family is out. Collecting sis' birthday cake from The Cake Bakery at jalan kayu, that scaryyy place with nice pratas(((:&lt;br /&gt;Alone at home alone and im supposed to do math or chinese now. hawhaw. I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;Sher just called to ask me about this certain word equation. Aiya, i suck in that tooo):&lt;br /&gt;So yes, we went shopping for a short while ytd(: ear studs and bags. FOR A SHORT WHILE AS I SAID. Cabbed back to my house and we started studying(:&lt;br /&gt;Sally called. She played music for us. HAHAHAAA. Sally is stupidly funny. HAHA, I got that from nats cos she was telling me im stupidly funny. hahahahaaa, i think sally is more of it, hawhaw:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had lunch and sher predicted im gonna burn the kitchen down while cooking which i didnt. Hurr. I have experience(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tried our magnetic earrings and i lost the magnet so both of us crawled around the house, trying to find that tiny weeeeeny magnet. I had to use sher's phone accessory cos its magnetic and i figured the magnet will be attached to her accessory. HAHA, which didnt work out. So i split the other magnet into half and it worked(:&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the books and dad came home(:&lt;br /&gt;More music and talking.&lt;br /&gt;Sher went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You guess it right. There really isnt much of studying. Howsad right. And i thought i can study with her. aww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, im going back to my math now.&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ending off, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9cwt-kp5I/AAAAAAAAABs/hqFHBufwOTA/s1600-h/th_loveyouyouidiot.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048355699351136146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9cwt-kp5I/AAAAAAAAABs/hqFHBufwOTA/s320/th_loveyouyouidiot.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9cwt-kp5I/AAAAAAAAABs/hqFHBufwOTA/s1600-h/th_loveyouyouidiot.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes i do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-3828482479428637407?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3828482479428637407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=3828482479428637407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/3828482479428637407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/3828482479428637407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha-this-one-is-for-yiying.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg9Ywd-kp4I/AAAAAAAAABk/LAPYetXPbH0/s72-c/z11228681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-6945076446608484730</id><published>2007-03-30T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T07:07:59.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0NYd-kpwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wbeRdnzuJHs/s1600-h/b101994734qu.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047705471367292674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0NYd-kpwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wbeRdnzuJHs/s320/b101994734qu.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports dayyy(:&lt;br /&gt;cool, 2/2 won the overall champ again:D&lt;br /&gt;Job well done runners(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to eat lunch with the softballers after school. Cabbed there and it was a funn ride. Reminds me of the fast and furious. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Took cab to Bedok stadium after that and we were almost late. Cos the cabbies refused to take 5 people. Krystal's funny. Kept laughing on the way there and the cabby's niceeeeee(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah the usual, i mean sports day is just sports day, like last year. haha, i hope i make sense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway here are &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0P5t-kpyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WS400k55760/s1600-h/P1010633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047708241621198626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0P5t-kpyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WS400k55760/s320/P1010633.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some pics(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yiying and god knows why is her expression like that. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0TYt-kpzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J3JYCIDcyrY/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047712072732026674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0TYt-kpzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J3JYCIDcyrY/s320/P1010631.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0TYt-kpzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J3JYCIDcyrY/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0TYt-kpzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J3JYCIDcyrY/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0TYt-kpzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/J3JYCIDcyrY/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0UVt-kp0I/AAAAAAAAABE/oH2GGqibsSo/s1600-h/P1010635.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0UVt-kp0I/AAAAAAAAABE/oH2GGqibsSo/s1600-h/P1010635.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047714048416982866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s320/P1010636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0Wo9-kp2I/AAAAAAAAABU/kZ6iQAhsm1k/s1600-h/P1010637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047715650439784290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0Wo9-kp2I/AAAAAAAAABU/kZ6iQAhsm1k/s320/P1010637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0Wo9-kp2I/AAAAAAAAABU/kZ6iQAhsm1k/s1600-h/P1010637.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0VLt-kp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/vtYjONvxgQQ/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the proud moment(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiya, i have got loads of photos but blogger is taking a shitasss long time to upload. so yeah, next time. Got to sleep now cuzzzz im meeting sher tmr EARLY to buy her clothes or books or whatsoever and then we'll study. Math common test. Just great. Anyway, good luck to me and my sleeeeep!):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6945076446608484730?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6945076446608484730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6945076446608484730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6945076446608484730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6945076446608484730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/sports-dayyy-cool-22-won-overall-champ.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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/_HIj8MrY4c7M/Rg0NYd-kpwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wbeRdnzuJHs/s72-c/b101994734qu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-250777720857904205</id><published>2007-03-29T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T06:13:06.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguKud-kpvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xrN_JtcbB50/s1600-h/th_Gummibearsex.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047280338324465394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 8px" height="100" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguKud-kpvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xrN_JtcbB50/s320/th_Gummibearsex.gif" width="27" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguGyd-kpuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yd7qOtkq58M/s1600-h/th_thKALEIGHS4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047276008997431010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguGyd-kpuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yd7qOtkq58M/s320/th_thKALEIGHS4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;;until you bring back your devotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im very annoyed now. The english project file is getting into my head. Shitzzz.&lt;br /&gt;owellllll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i mention i loveeee history? haha, apparently not. I read a really nice phrase from Lim Bo Seng himself. Here goes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there is a God in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;there should be a drop of dew for each blade of grass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;who am i to doubt His existence? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad just gave me a lonnnnnng lecture. How great. I was telling him that the math test was easy and he went on about my chinese and how it is below the cohort average :/ uh huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to stop getting my c's for chinese or i'll have tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:((( like NO WAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sports day tmr :xxx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gina sun and i were supposed to go out on saturday but gina's doing her literature project. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya, im starting to hate school now. Im dreading every weekday except maybe friday. Everyone's like saddddddd these few days:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gina's sudden crying during math.&lt;br /&gt;Sher's sudden sobbing during recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoe's sudden sobbing during chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oweeell. We can all be depressed together. Seriously, school's depressing. Except the fact you get to meet your mates and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, end&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguKud-kpvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xrN_JtcbB50/s1600-h/th_Gummibearsex.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047280338324465394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" height="58" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguKud-kpvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xrN_JtcbB50/s320/th_Gummibearsex.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing off with a picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha, guess what! gummy bears fucking. hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-250777720857904205?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/250777720857904205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=250777720857904205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/250777720857904205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/250777720857904205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/until-you-bring-back-your-devotion-im.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIj8MrY4c7M/RguKud-kpvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xrN_JtcbB50/s72-c/th_Gummibearsex.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33324386.post-2888517484634959316</id><published>2007-03-24T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:42:27.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's fun though i dont really wanna talk about the NDP thing. It's kinda depressing to sun and gina so yeah. The woman was really strict and scary. I was terrified. She was : Why is your belt so loose!?&lt;br /&gt;So i kinda fumbled with it and adjusted it. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;Im a total loser.&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing kinda made me lose my confidence and all.&lt;br /&gt;Like gina said, there is no way are we going to go on such events anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But still, if there are chances, we'll try out.&lt;br /&gt;Okay i did say i wont talk about this. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Went J8 to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch mr bean's holiday but sun and sharon refused.&lt;br /&gt;:(((&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY NEED A COMEDY AT THAT POINT OF TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Went east point after sharon left cos gina sun and i wanted to go to a quiet and empty place. So we walked around and looked for sports bra. HAHA, as in me and sun. Saw this nice newbie skirt at J8 but we didnt get it cos we didnt have enough :((((&lt;br /&gt;Went to the top floor and we just sat there and talked for hours straight which feels just great. I laughed so hard at the long armpit hair thing that the brownie crumbs kinda flew to gina. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED TO CHEER UP OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon is our only pride now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-2888517484634959316?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2888517484634959316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=2888517484634959316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2888517484634959316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/2888517484634959316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-fun-though-i-dont-really-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-6978477412543559133</id><published>2007-03-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T03:05:57.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good dayyyyy :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Science was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Twin friends, socky and suki played with sher today(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sher got shrieky. She loves suki and socky toooo much(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school's cooool. Coooolio.&lt;br /&gt;Gina's in a good mood so it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;She's super gayyyy today and she is feeling girly. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;GOH was delayed so we went out to get candies(:&lt;br /&gt;I bought 10 sticks of grape sweets or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;Gina and sun complained that i was insane. HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Gave my sweets to rasyiqah, ginaleeeeee, sun, jewel, jesslyn, nicole, xinfang and nab. HAHAHAHA, ginaleeee that suckasss took my timing to see how long do i need to stuff the whole long stick in my mouth. I took 5 seconds!:DDDD.&lt;br /&gt;After GOH, went home with the 2/5 people namely, gina, ayesha and xinfang(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR. I'm tired. And where is gina when i need to talk to her now. ANYWAY, MR BEAN'S HOLIDAY SHOWING IN CINEMAS TMRRRRRR! OH.MY.GODDDDD. I WANT TO WATCH. HAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6978477412543559133?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6978477412543559133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6978477412543559133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6978477412543559133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6978477412543559133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-dayyyyy-d-d-d-science-was-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-232591968333434171</id><published>2007-03-19T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T03:16:27.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to school.&lt;br /&gt;owellll.&lt;br /&gt;I chopped off my hair. Its not that short but definitely shorter.&lt;br /&gt;Sher misses my hair before the cut. Sally loves my new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll bet Gina is sooo happy i finally cut my hair. Haha. Cos i was always bothering her about my hair.&lt;br /&gt;School's boring. Mass dance was okay(:&lt;br /&gt;Went to parkway with sher and sally after school. Had lunch and went library.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAAHAHAH, i love sally. She and her books ah. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Had a great talk with them(: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Went home with sher and i got this fit of giggles, thinking about how sher fell on the escalator just because a major cuteeee guy smiled at her. HAHA. She's so immature. It must be an embarrassing moment though. haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im going back to my book now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-232591968333434171?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/232591968333434171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=232591968333434171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/232591968333434171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/232591968333434171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-1802227622042852678</id><published>2007-03-16T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:19:08.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss cynthia ):'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sucksssss.&lt;br /&gt;Bad morning. Woke up after hearin mommy and daddy quarelling. Not good ): ):  But they were fine after that so yeah. Daddy brought me to get a new phone(: (: (:  My old phone is 11 months old. HAHA, but loads of problems ):&lt;br /&gt;So yup, YAY. Haha :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to do for the english script thing. UGH, its a gonerrrr. I cant wait for 31st of marchhhhhh! (: yayyayyay. NDP rehearsal!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i hope im not being random here. owelllllls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-1802227622042852678?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1802227622042852678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=1802227622042852678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/1802227622042852678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/1802227622042852678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/sucksssss.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-6926891713279463787</id><published>2007-03-15T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:24:20.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheerleading was a mess what we had funnnn :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can shut my mouth at the right moments.&lt;br /&gt;The rest were saying: We want to kick your...&lt;br /&gt;And i had to shout ASSSSSSS at that very moment. Nats was all &lt;em&gt;sheeeeesh belindaaaa!&lt;/em&gt; Then, i realized. GODDD.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, to everyone else, im sorry i goofed up your cheers or whatsoever. HAHAHAHA. But, its better than standing there in silence and wondering whats the next line right. HAHAHA (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope the 3/9 people dont put our cheerleading up on youtube. HAHA, but even if they did, its okay. It'll be a laugh and a BLASSSST watching it again. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we had this plan of going to school really early and camp there but we didnt.&lt;br /&gt;Called sher again and we decided to meet up at 6.30am. How earlyyyy is that. Very much. So yeah, met sher and we went into the train and were talking away till we realized we're in tanah merah. I cant believe we took the wrong direction. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;Called sally and apparently, she just woke up so sher and i went to macs to have our breakfast while waiting for sallyyyytan. Went school quite late, way past the agreed time. Guess what. Zoe and nats were late. Again. They arrived only when the cheerleading was about to start. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Watched the sec3s and they were quite good(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with zoe and nats and here im, at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D embarrassing dayyyyy. OMGOSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6926891713279463787?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6926891713279463787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6926891713279463787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6926891713279463787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6926891713279463787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/cheerleading-was-mess-what-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-8976850723521887362</id><published>2007-03-15T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T06:05:24.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I give up.&lt;br /&gt;Im back. BLOGGER. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Im aware i have been out of touch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cheerleading today (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND ITS ZOEEEE'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Came school rather late but hey, sally nats and zoe were later. OMGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;The rest were waiting for us. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some cheerleading, then emily sally and i went to get bubble tea. We got a birthday cake as weeeellll!(: We borrowed a lighter that cant work. Haha, which was kinda dumb cos we have absolute no idea how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Lets be honest here.&lt;br /&gt;The cake is awful :(&lt;br /&gt;zoe nats sally and i went to katong mall to get cloth for banner.&lt;br /&gt;haha, nats : HEY. Im mariaaa. Im here to be a maid. HAHAHAAHAH.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted the banner and zoe and nats got paint on my shirrrt! :(((&lt;br /&gt;Like again.&lt;br /&gt;Im never going near zoe again when she's handling paint.&lt;br /&gt;i had enough man. Its not the first time, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;Though its funny at the same time, cos i was pissed and screamy and laugh-y when i looked at the huge brown blobs splattered across my shirt and bag and feet and yeah, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like flinging the banner in the air on the grass. The nice feeling(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. Nats zoe and sally went parkway.&lt;br /&gt;Called sherrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, she was studying.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. I hope everything will be okay tmr. It'll be a mess but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It will be the last time our class is gonna paint a banner together, mess things up together, get all silly and make a fool out of ourselves together.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its the last time and a final feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Like zoe said, its memorable to paint a banner on her birthday, a banner that means so much. Its okay, though we havent really done a single thing as a class together. There were only a few people doing the banner but so what. We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The past has gone, the future is a closed book, but the present moment is real- and here we are in it, the dearly beloved, all mates together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Cathy Hopkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And zoe. I hope you are feeling better. Cry if you want to, if that makes you feel better. You still have us as friends!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-8976850723521887362?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8976850723521887362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=8976850723521887362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8976850723521887362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/8976850723521887362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-5548134008290036786</id><published>2007-02-15T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:27:47.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'VE MOVED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thank you;&lt;br /&gt;yiying, sally, zoe and nats for the roses and cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sher for the rose and chocs&lt;br /&gt;dru and lee for the candies! and notes&lt;br /&gt;emily for the sweet hilarious letter&lt;br /&gt;lynette for the notebook and pen&lt;br /&gt;rachel for the monster sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fuhui for the hairband&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have moved to livejournal by the way(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-5548134008290036786?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5548134008290036786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=5548134008290036786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/5548134008290036786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/5548134008290036786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-moved-thank-you-yiying-sally-zoe.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-6512657361709706295</id><published>2007-02-13T02:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T02:09:49.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentines tmr! Im done with everything except notes. Went out with yiying, shurui, fuhui, dru, lee, huiqi and the rest to get gifts. And guess what. I spent 2 hours looking around and buying absolute nothing! And yiying, the water rise fries isnt all THAT nice, dont exaggerate okay! Science was boring again. Yiying came over to disturb me again which was pretty annoying cos im trying to be attentive. Eh, dont laugh! It's true. HAHHAA. Yeah so we started talking about bushes and drawing them out, you'll get the idea. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Im doing homec project with shurui! OMG, the star chef. RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I LEFT OUT ALOT OF PEOPLE ON MY VALENTINES NAME LIST. SO SORRY BUT I DIDNT HAVE THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. Im holding a secret present someone told me to keep for yiying. I'll laugh if i look at it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, BIG SEXY JUICY KISSES TO EVERYONEEEE!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-6512657361709706295?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6512657361709706295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=6512657361709706295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6512657361709706295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/6512657361709706295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-tmr-im-done-with-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-4227638962971153941</id><published>2007-02-13T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:11:52.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SOOOOO DISAPPOINTED. The hospital is such a total flop. And i was looking forward to it for the whole day:( It's hell boring and i had to read subtitles half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a brighter side, fuhui found for me MG! It costs only 36 bucks which is soooo reasonable but i dont think i'll be able to get it anyway. And there is a promotion period for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is right. Channel 56 is showing MG every saturday from 9-11pm which is twoooo freaking hours. It's 10.21pm now. The show is still going on. AHHHH, MISERY. Hm, should ask daddy to subscribe that channel.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and daddy are still at their valentines concert. Speaking of valentines, i have absolute so clue of what to get for my mates and all. Im running short of time and next week is CA week, which totally destroy my plan of going to toa payoh to get the cheap MG and getting vday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i'll just go back to studying:(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-4227638962971153941?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4227638962971153941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=4227638962971153941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4227638962971153941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/4227638962971153941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sooooo-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-117108642743350093</id><published>2007-02-10T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:50:48.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have looking forward to today for the whole hectic week! I can finally watch the hospital! WHOO. Yeah, call me weird, i just dont like watching on youtube. It spoils all the fun. Mommy and daddy will be watching a velentine's day concert at suntec and sis will be out with her friends till lateeeee night which means im gonna have a fabulous time alone at home. WHOOOOOOOO. My throat is worse than ever now and i cant speak too. As in, i can but you wouldnt like to hear it. HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;We played games ytd to bond with the sec ones! Annabelle kept suggesting weird games that you have never heard of. Or at least i have never heard of. Like, the johnny johnny game or whatever you call it. The big fish, small fish game and the mushroom game. Though i was the one who wanted to play ice and water and belle changed my version to another version which is also known as MUSHROOM. So i told her i wanna play fungi instead and she looked ready to kill me. HAHAHAHAAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;HM, then daddy picked me up and he told me sis obtained 4 points for olevels and i was like all surprised cos i didnt really expect her to do that well. HAHAHA. So then, daddy, mommy and me went to pick sis up, after going out with her AHS friends and she was all smiles. HAHAHA. Had dinner and she pondered over whether to go VJ or stay in MJ. HAHAHAHAAH, which is plain stupid cos i would have chosen VJ if i were her. HAHAHA, realistic.&lt;br /&gt;Went to this garden place to pick out plants for CNY and i saw this gigantic plant with fruit that looks like a papaya. HAHAHAH. Imgaine how BIGGGGGGG it is. One of the fruit can easily beat any boob that has undergo any breast enhancement or anything. HAHAHAAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;Went home and i looked at sis' AHS yearbook. It's so nice, with all the colourful pages and all(: Ate medicine and i finally slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY so anyway today is THE HOSPISTAL DAYYYYYYYY. THOUGH I STILL WANT MG SOOO BADLY. I HOPE SHER'S BRO WILL FIND A CHEAPER ONE FOR MEEEE(((:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, good day all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-117108642743350093?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/117108642743350093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=117108642743350093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117108642743350093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117108642743350093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-looking-forward-to-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-117067516046519305</id><published>2007-02-05T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T03:32:40.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGGGG. IM RELATED TO GINA LEE HUI YU! OMG. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT. AS IN RELATED RELATED RELATED. AHHHHH. THAT MAKE US SISTERS! HAHA, NOT REALLY BUT STILL!&lt;br /&gt;I REALIZED IT TODAY and we're both shocked. HAHAHAAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Ate lunch with gina and went home. I cant stand her hair. HAHHAA, I KEEP LAUGHING AT HER((:&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY NEED TO STUDY SCIENCE NOW:( and i cant believe im not down for geography remedial but whatever, it's good news(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;To gina: WASSSSSSSSSSUP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-117067516046519305?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/117067516046519305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=117067516046519305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117067516046519305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117067516046519305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/omggggggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-117056302051453787</id><published>2007-02-03T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:23:40.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to lynette's house later. I dont feel like going though:( Ytd was bad. Woke up early to go audrey's house for literature project and then i had to leave early to meet sunny then go clementi together. Messaged gina and apparently, she told me she has got MG1 and i was soooo happy that she was willing to lend me that i nearly squeal in the train. THEN. She said she only have part2 not 1. I was so crushed :( butbutbut sher's bro said he reserved MG1 for meeeeee alr! YAY. THANK YOU SHERRRRR AND YOUR BROTHER!:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;BUT. Sher said it's like 40 plus. OMG. But for the sake of our MG MARATHON, i shall just get it. &lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH. The rehearsal. So we met maxine and wynne at clementi  and we went macs to eat. The rehearsal at mgs was okayyyy. Though i was annoyed cos of sunny:(((&lt;br /&gt;Went back home after that and the ride was long! Met mom and dad to go shopping and by then, i was really grouchy:(&lt;br /&gt;Called sher at night and she started swearing over the phone. Think about that! Sher is usually the saint who wont even kill an ant and there she was, cursing certain people to die or something. HAHAAA. So i was silent, to let her finish swearing and stressing. I bet she and sally are like struggling to finish the literature project. Poor thingssss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, i'll see you all later!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-117056302051453787?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/117056302051453787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=117056302051453787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117056302051453787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117056302051453787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-to-lynettes-house-later.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-117033144715893099</id><published>2007-02-01T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:34:01.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My craze for MG has started all over again. Like how did it! Shit, im totally grateful to everyone who tolerated my MG chanting for the whole day. And thank you fuhui, sher, sally and dru! For helping me find MG in parkway(: &lt;br /&gt;There's MG in parkway. BUT. In different parts so i didnt get it:(&lt;br /&gt;I like the puma jacket. Sher and sally like it too. I WANT MG the most though.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE MG!(((((: &lt;br /&gt;IF i get it, me sher and sally are gonna have a MG marathon. It's gonna be so coollll. &lt;br /&gt;AND. Im still :( wth, im never gonna talk to her again unless she talks to me first, in case she flare up or snub me again. Aiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY WANT MG. GET THE HINTS? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-117033144715893099?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/117033144715893099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=117033144715893099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117033144715893099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/117033144715893099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-craze-for-mg-has-started-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116963972679246263</id><published>2007-01-24T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T03:55:27.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was :( during PE. But all the screaming made me feel better. Thanks sher, sally nats, zoe and the other people whom i played hockey with(: oh yeah. DRUUUUU.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MATH SPRING TEST WAS SHIT. LIKE HOW CAN I BE THAT CARELESS! AND I EVEN CHECKED. OMGGGG. Taught emily some questions and she got it right.  Thanks to me, DUHHH.&lt;br /&gt;After school's funny. That yiying. HAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;PICS AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/885552/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/80993/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYI! showing me her art. HAHA. CUTE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/901364/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/807144/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEE &amp; jiayi. love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/127770/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/249721/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR art. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/114504/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/482250/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY APPLE AND CRANBERRY JUICE. YIYING SAYS IT SUCKS:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/60298/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/830778/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the softballers! HAHAHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM so tired now. But, i still have to study science:( &lt;br /&gt;but welllll. I kinda find studying fun!:D&lt;br /&gt;I dont used to but people do change!(:&lt;br /&gt;And, im sorry for being emo during PE today:(&lt;br /&gt;zoe says it's pms. She's always saying that. I have missed my period for a month. HAHAHA. I HOPE IT COMES SOON:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116963972679246263?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116963972679246263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116963972679246263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116963972679246263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116963972679246263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-during-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116955013365971937</id><published>2007-01-23T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:02:13.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/174609/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/626872/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy eating it!(: YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/580474/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/374713/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/145489/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/342924/Image018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/63990/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/573662/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cookies!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116955013365971937?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116955013365971937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116955013365971937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116955013365971937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116955013365971937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/daddy-eating-it-yum-my-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116946295808058360</id><published>2007-01-22T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T04:24:45.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/40196/th22987ebf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/924520/th22987ebf.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, FUNNY ICON!lollll(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/325471/Grpphoto%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/717771/Grpphoto%282%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still putting this up even though it's old. LOVE YOU ALL&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/848406/chocolate_chip_cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/523048/chocolate_chip_cookie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choc chip cookieeeee!&lt;3 my homecons work. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/595469/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/353333/Image036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce, lynette, fuhui! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/108323/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/204507/Image020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody's ass. OOOOH. HOW SEXY. HAHA, actually it's zoe's. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/79218/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/701470/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe looking annoyed or like a spolit brat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/472836/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/532953/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shot at the beeeeeeech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/997746/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/619121/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate fudge ice cream! Shared that with yiying!(: HAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/49212/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/205886/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/994802/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/81745/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAA, LOVEEEEEE BEN AND JERRY'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/389381/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/881080/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe sleeping again! AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/389846/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/18637/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAYYYYYYY BOARD!!&lt;3 thanks to lee and the rest. LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/869619/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/748618/Image047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEEEEEE!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/45009/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/645500/Image040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayi, meee! it's quite dark here. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/677325/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/491239/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;yiying,lynette, mel, joyce!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/762716/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/928175/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;zoe sleeping in class! HAHA, me and nats did too!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/681737/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/140248/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Nats and her ben and jerry's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/1600/642936/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3736/3657/320/698114/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is during zany last year! we were at the beach and it's BEEEEECH. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116946295808058360?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116946295808058360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116946295808058360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116946295808058360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116946295808058360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/haha-funny-iconlollll-im-still-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116921261259398682</id><published>2007-01-19T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T05:16:52.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had the performance at cchms today!(: It's like scorching HOTTTTT. And i was sooo wet, like everyone else. Aiya, the ending which is also the swaying/waving part is really retarted. HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get it, but during the whole thing, i really miss gina, the neh neh(: HAHA. At least, i can TALK to her. I'll rather have the whole session, playing ball games with her and the seniors. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach hurts during roll call. Before that, gina was telling me that her stomach was killing her. So there was this sharp, piercing pain:( And i know my period is coming soon. HAHA. I think gina and i will have it on the same day. HAHAHAHAHAHA. DONT BE SURPRISE!(: Gina's hell funny ytd. On msn. And im talking to her right now, she's telling me that she wont tell me any of her secrets cos i revealed the angel/mortal thing, so she concluded that i dont keep secrets. HURR. Anyway, i know all of her secrets. HAHHAHAHA:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like math now. What a sudden strong affection, i know. And i actually look forward to all math classes. YAY. Im a good student(((:&lt;br /&gt;Nats is sad now. She's so mean. Everyone is like in a bloody fucked up mood now. Even gina. She and her secret that she told sunny and not me. AIYA. And god knows how many people are feeling :( now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. My mouth really hurts now. Mom says it's the salty food i've been eating:(&lt;br /&gt;I cant talk much, scream, eat or laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Shit. Im :( now too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116921261259398682?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116921261259398682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116921261259398682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116921261259398682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116921261259398682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-had-performance-at-cchms-today-its.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116894737440365395</id><published>2007-01-16T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T03:36:14.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's fun with pookie/pooky or whatever. It's totally adorable((: Stayed back again. Sunny and i went to get ben and jerry's after lunch. Studied with danica and the rest while waiting for krystel to come back. &lt;br /&gt;Talked alot of personal stuffs with sher these days. Feel better now(: &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do at blogger. I think i'll go back to greatestjournal.&lt;br /&gt;Math common test is tmr. It's gonna be a real bitch:(&lt;br /&gt;And wtf, im actually studying science now. You know the bitesize revision thing. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;And yes, my angel is reallyyyyyyyy nice. Unlike zoe's mortal or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so wrecked up these few days. Maybe zoe is right. It's pms or something. Or the hot afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, im outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116894737440365395?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116894737440365395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116894737440365395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116894737440365395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116894737440365395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/schools-fun-with-pookiepooky-or.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116842965803107114</id><published>2007-01-10T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T03:47:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im back from greatestjournal! HAHAHA. Oh yeah, we finally started playing the angel/mortal thing. Again! And i got audrey. Zoe and sher told me mean stuffs. Like meannnnn!:( But im not THAT nice either. Feel sorry for nats man. HAHHA, you know what i mean, HEROOOOO? &lt;br /&gt;Went home with jiayi at five. She's totally fun to talk to. We spent the whole ride back talking and laughing and gossiping. And i forget to take her bloody shakespeare paper home! RAHHHHH. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna do well for math this year. I think. HAHAHA, nats, dont be jealous!(: I'll help you in it. Just like how meetrra did today. AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im gonna do the shakespeare thing now:(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116842965803107114?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116842965803107114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116842965803107114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116842965803107114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116842965803107114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-from-greatestjournal-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116815705617301924</id><published>2007-01-06T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:04:16.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed skin! (: I bet everyone out there is sick of the dotty skin so yeah. I think this is beautiful(: Im not blogging anymore. For the time being. Im using greatestjournal now and i'll definitely move back. Soon. If you wanna know the password or whatsoever, ask me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; me too much, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116815705617301924?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116815705617301924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116815705617301924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116815705617301924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116815705617301924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-changed-skin-i-bet-everyone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116791144516052897</id><published>2007-01-04T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:51:53.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OhGod. Im officially stuck with a group of people who dont talk, except sally. Zoe used to be in front of me and yiying, beside me. Mrs Tan changed our seats, because we talked too much:( I sympathised yiying. HAHHAHHAHA, POOR THING, YOU! Next time, dont stare in my direction, if not she'll put the quiestest people around you, yeah. HAHAHAHA, I still find it amusing(: So sally is next to me now(: I'll just study hard from now on. No more noisy people around me. HAHAH. If i have a sudden urge to talk, i'll just talk to myself. So sally, be prepared:/ HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So after school, dad picked me and yiying up to bedok. I feel so incredibly stupid. Yiying came with me for absolute nothing. HAHAH, Im sorry:( Im sorry i said there was an old chang kee and there isnt. Ohwell. And then i saw the meridian jc people. Saw khaleedah's sister! We exchanged hellos. HAHHAAH(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to mom's work place after that. I saw the mediacorp celeb! HAHAHAHA. So yes, went to get the nutella and tuna. I hope the class pay me back. Im like totally deprived of money now:( THEY BETTER!(: Went badminton and rina gave me THE shirt for my birthday! THANKYOU, though you are a lil early(: And, she finally returned me my shorts which she has borrowed over a year alr. OMG. I dont even remember having it:/&lt;br /&gt;SENTOSA TMR. I CANT WAIT FOR FORT SILOSO! I KNOW SHER LOVES IT TOO!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116791144516052897?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116791144516052897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116791144516052897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116791144516052897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116791144516052897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohgod.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116781724268876985</id><published>2007-01-03T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:40:42.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school was fun! Couldnt really sleep last night. HAHA, so i end up messaging yiying(: Then i slept till 4. And then, joined dad in watching the chelsea-aston villa match. Nobody scored! Daddy wanted chelsea to win!(: HAHA. Gina, i know you hate them but please dont make any comment on this, yeah. So, got ready for school and i met fuhui at the foyer so we went to class together:D &lt;br /&gt;After that, yiying, zoe, nat and megan came so we went to check out the sec ones(: HAHAHA, Zoe was being weird to them so we all pretended not to know her. Okay, did we? Then was the copying-heymath time. Yiying and sally were complaining about my pie chart being too big or something. Okay, whatever. You guys dont appreciate my drawing. BIG IS BEAUTIFUL. YES. &lt;br /&gt;Got really excited later. Screamed and laughed a whole lot(: But the giving-out-of-badges-to-the-sec ones part was stupid. Good thing im not in this batch(: HAHAHA. And sher was getting hyper over them. I started acting weird too. Pulling nats, sally and sher's shoelaces. Ugh:(&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Gave candies to everyoneeeeeeee!:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wth. Im supposed to make the bloody blooming sandwiches for the sentosa trip this friday with yiying sher and sally. And there isnt enough time, plus im broke:(&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, i shall just make buttered sandwiches((: IM NOT GONNA HAVE BUTTER WITH SUGAR. THE ONE THAT YIYING WANTS. Like, ewwwww:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116781724268876985?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116781724268876985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116781724268876985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116781724268876985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116781724268876985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school-was-fun-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116749339492962944</id><published>2006-12-30T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T07:43:14.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Nats and yiying are getting all emotional now. They make me wanna cry. HAHA, NATS, thank you. I know you love me and wanna be with me but i dont know that. But i know it now!:D Yiying, im totally grateful to you for screaming at me or whatsoever to read your sweet shoutouts. Okay, so i shall be honest with you like you are. HAHA. Firstly, i did not complete the whole heymath thing so you can relax yeah yiying? I didnt exactly cheat your feelings you know. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had a fun dayyyyy today! Okay, go ahead and feel jealous! Went shopping cos mom wants to get a new gown/dress/whatever you call it to attend a wedding. And, after that, went to uncle's shop and met my cousins. And we laughed and shouted the whole time. HAHA, they totally made my day(: Had dinner with them and laughed more.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at ten plus. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, since yiying is being so sweet now, i shall be nice too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying!: OMG. We have been friends for 6 years, since primary two. HAHA. Though i still hate you for stealing my color pens and drew flowers on our hands or on our classmates'. And there will always be this long, long line at our tables, all lining up to get their hands drawn because of my professional flower-drawing skill. HAHA. And. Dont deny it. I was your first friend in primary twooooo!(: &lt;br /&gt;How i totally love playing evil resident with you, your bro and kat. And, our pathetic christmas and new year count down. HAHA. Oh yeah and im sorry i spilt caramel popcorn on your bed sheet. HAHAHHHA. I know we had our fights and all but we are still best friends. Im aware you cant do w/out me cos i can always make you laugh your retarded laugh with mouth open and teeth hanging. HAHAHA. And zoe is always complaining of how abnormal you looked. HAHAHAHA. Though she isnt much better! Miss you so much and i have got a surprise for you. You just have to wait, like everyone else! loveya buddy!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sher: Thanks so much for always being there. And you always makes me feel so bloody weak when i thought you were brave. Like despite everything that is pulling you back, you still say you are alright. I know you really want your shoes so we'll get it soon okay. Oh and sorry for making you search so hard for my VCDS! Dont really want it as bad as last time now. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nats: okay, you better be sorry for making me wait for you but i still love you anyway. Though i still hate your hoodies and i dont own a hoodie! so dont insist that i have one okay! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116749339492962944?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116749339492962944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116749339492962944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116749339492962944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116749339492962944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116713442639817964</id><published>2006-12-26T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T04:00:26.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to school today with sher sally and nat. Nat was late! She always makes me wait anyway): The aunties there kept urging us to try the sports bra. HAHA. Went to century square to watch night at the museum. It wasnt all that bad. It's quite nice actually. The first part was scary though. I kept tugging sher's shirt and used the popcorn box to hide my face. HAHAHA. After that, it was pretty funny. Sher kept shrieking away. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Saw yiying's bag. But nat didnt get it. AWWWWWWW. OHWELL. She didnt get her shorts anyway. The woman in the shop wanted me and sher to try on the bikini though while nat was trying on her shorts. HAHA, Sher went hysterical:D Then, met dru(:&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THE WATCH VERY MUCH, it's very pink and classic! THANK YOU SHER AND SALLY! And, the card is very sweet. I appreciate the effort you all put in trying to get my vcds. THANKS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts next week. Im having mixed emotions. Still havent get the presents for the class yet. Im so gonna get it with sher during saturday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116713442639817964?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116713442639817964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116713442639817964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116713442639817964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116713442639817964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-back-to-school-today-with-sher.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116701659599014767</id><published>2006-12-25T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T19:22:01.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S THE DAY!:D&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmasssss to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Went to cousins' place for party! Stayed overnight there and i was trying to catch some sleep but nat woke me up with her message. And then sally, then yiying. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I hung a sock on my cousin's bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;And, surpriseeeeee! There's chocs, candies and accessories in my sock the next dayyy!&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i conclude santa exists(:&lt;br /&gt;Im getting gifts for everyone in the class! i hope you all will like it!(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, sher is gonna share with me!:D&lt;br /&gt;Miss everyone so much):&lt;br /&gt;emily,sher,sally,yiying,nat,yunshan,gina,zoe,rachel,dru,fuhui,lee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116701659599014767?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116701659599014767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116701659599014767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116701659599014767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116701659599014767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-dayd-merry-christmasssss-to.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116581733848298067</id><published>2006-12-11T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:10:33.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY FOR THE LATE TAG REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARRTY; haha, i'll share with you yiying's present. The black and green converse bag. Plus, i dont waste your text messages okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily; yessss! but i keep on watching the repeated ones! they dont have new episodes):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee; yeah, do the quiz nowwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARRTY; UHHUH. YOU NEED SCREAMING I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rina; haha, im backkkk! but i'll be going away tmr! awww, i know you will miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe; HAAHAHAAA. I wanted to change blogskin but im too lazy to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying; AWWWWWW! If we are going away at the same day, we may meet in the airport! mine is morning flight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND I REBONDED MY HAIR! THOUGH IT LOOKS THE SAME, NOT MUCH DIFFERENCE. NARRTY, ARE YOU JEALOUS! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA ALL THEN!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116581733848298067?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116581733848298067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116581733848298067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116581733848298067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116581733848298067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/sorry-for-late-tag-replies-narrty-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116571308331467567</id><published>2006-12-10T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:12:04.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im going to make this real fast. Firstly, IM BACK FROM PARIS! WHOOOO. Cant stay there too long with aunt and cousins cos i'll be going off again on the 12th. So, i will need to unpack, pack again and rest. HAHAHAAAA. Spent the days there doing mostly sightseeing, shopping and eat. Thanks to daddy again, we got to sit first class and i watched loads of movies. HAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Got to go!  seeya all again on the 17th!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116571308331467567?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116571308331467567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116571308331467567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116571308331467567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116571308331467567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-going-to-make-this-real-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116503643075114888</id><published>2006-12-01T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:14:25.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From yiying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 people i tagged&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yiying; again!&lt;br /&gt;2. meeee!:D&lt;br /&gt;3. narrty&lt;br /&gt;4. dru&lt;br /&gt;5. leeee:D&lt;br /&gt;6. GINALEE!:D&lt;br /&gt;7. yunshan&lt;br /&gt;8. sally!&lt;br /&gt;9. sher; you can do it on OUR blog&lt;br /&gt;10. hottie siti!&lt;br /&gt;11. chowy!&lt;br /&gt;12. cynthiaaaa&lt;br /&gt;13. liz:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 people i cant live without&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. family&lt;br /&gt;2. sher&lt;br /&gt;3. yiying!&lt;br /&gt;4. narrty&lt;br /&gt;5. sally&lt;br /&gt;6. zoe&lt;br /&gt;7. yunshan; LOUD PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;8. GINALEE! yay, she loves my singing!((:&lt;br /&gt;9. cynthia&lt;br /&gt;10. dru's clique! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;11. rinaaaaa!:DD&lt;br /&gt;12. emily, rachel &lt;br /&gt;13. everyone else. HAHAHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things i cant live without&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. phone&lt;br /&gt;2. music&lt;br /&gt;3. food&lt;br /&gt;4. oxygen&lt;br /&gt;5. liquids&lt;br /&gt;6. computer!(:&lt;br /&gt;7. books!:D WHOO, NERDY IS HOTTT!&lt;br /&gt;8. cam!&lt;br /&gt;9. baby eeyore!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;10. bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 of the hottest songs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dont leave me; all american rejects&lt;br /&gt;2. dance inside; all american rejects&lt;br /&gt;3. too little too late; jojo&lt;br /&gt;4. not that kinda girl; jojo&lt;br /&gt;5. love you so; natalie&lt;br /&gt;6. el nin-yo!; tata young&lt;br /&gt;7. hurt; christina aguilera&lt;br /&gt;8. say goodbye; chris brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 of the coolest movies. ever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. material girls&lt;br /&gt;2. she's the man&lt;br /&gt;3. step up&lt;br /&gt;4. happy feet! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;5. scoop! scary, haunting, creepy, sad one! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;6. a lot like love&lt;br /&gt;7. lovewrecked; impossible case!&lt;br /&gt;8. r.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 televison shows i love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mr bean the animated series&lt;br /&gt;2. little einsteins&lt;br /&gt;3. finalfu&lt;br /&gt;4. i dont watch tv shows that much anymore, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 facts about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im human&lt;br /&gt;2. i eat, breathe, talk and laugh&lt;br /&gt;3. i scream at nat alot! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4. IM GOING TO BE BROKE AFTER CHRISTMASSSS!):&lt;br /&gt;5. i rock more than yiying! HAHA. SO TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 places i visited the most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. uh, home?&lt;br /&gt;2. uncle's shop; so cool!&lt;br /&gt;3. school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be blogging till 17th! will be away!((: AND, I WONT FORGET ABOUT YOUR PRESENTS LAH, YIYING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116503643075114888?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116503643075114888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116503643075114888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116503643075114888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116503643075114888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-yiying-12-people-i-tagged-1.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116494337933902386</id><published>2006-11-30T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:22:59.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the gathering kinda sucked. Seriously, except for the swimming part. We swam for about three hours! HAHA. So anyway, i left the house to meet sher and sally at tampines interchange and i realized i forgot the drinks and it was alr pouring so i met siti and fuhui in the bus and they all followed me back home to get the drinks and a towel. HAHAA. After that, it was too late to meet nat and yiying alr so i called nat to tell her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raft is pretty nice except that zoe kept overturning us! ugh): The waterbombs were fun playing in the pool but not on land. Didnt finish watching that waterboy movie): Anyway, the food wasnt enough. So we had to call macs delivery! Went home with nats and sally and sally's slippers snapped so they came over to my house to borrow a pair. &lt;br /&gt;Really wanna go with nats and sally on wednesday but mom is weird on me now so its not a good idea to ask her):&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU ZOE FOR THE GATHERING! WE MESSED UP YOUR PLACE AND EVERYTHING, PLUS, YOUR MOM EVEN PAID FOR THE PIZZAS):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116494337933902386?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116494337933902386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116494337933902386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116494337933902386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116494337933902386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-gathering-kinda-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116480164190949343</id><published>2006-11-29T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T04:00:43.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe her &lt;u&gt;laughter&lt;/u&gt; is a &lt;s&gt;cry&lt;/s&gt; for help, or her precious &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; is a symbol of &lt;em&gt;insecurities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to get food and party stuffs for the class gathering tmr. Waited for 15 minutes for nat and zoe! Went PP to meet yiying and we went suntec. We took the handicapped bus and yiying and i were very much fascinated. HAHA. Went carrefour and we picked out the drinks and plastic cups, then we realized we needed a trolley so yiying and nat went outside to get it. Zoe and i left the things at the resting point. HAHA. THEN. The jackass guard wouldnt let us in cos he claims we must go in by the main entrance. And, our things are still at the resting point! HAHA. Zoe sat inside the trolley and the shoppers were giving her weird looks. HAHA. Then, i think zoe got told off by this guard and she came out. So embarrassing. TSK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiying was so excited about this FBT jersey. HAHA. THAT GIRL. Anyway,we bought mexcian chicken, pizzas, fries, drinks, heart-sahped balloons, water bombs and i think there is more food, but i forgot. HAHA. The others will help to bring chips anyway! &lt;br /&gt;Ate at ben and jerry's. Shared this chocolate fudge with yiying and zoe and natsey shared this tub of ice-cream. They didnt even finish half of it! Waste money and food): HAHAH. Took pictures of the ice-cream too((:&lt;br /&gt;YIYING IS OBSESSED WITH STRIPEY STUFFS. But, i think red and black stripey leggings are quite nice!(:&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND. ME, NATS AND ZOE ARE SUPPOSED TO GET THIS BLACK AND GREEN CONVERSE BAG FOR YIYING FOR CHRISTMASSSS! OMG, I HOPE YIYING WILL GET ME SOMETHNG NICEEEEE! IM LIKE GIVING HER A TOTAL OF 4 PRESENTS! COS, I PROMISED TO GET HER SOMETHING FROM TAIWAN, PARIS. AND, I HAVE ALR GOTTEN HER SOMETHING FOR CHRISTMAS BUT SHE LIKES THIS BAG, SO IM GETTING IT TOO, TOGETHER WITH THE REST. YIYING, SEEEE! IM SOO NICE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i cant wait for tmr! Meeting yiying, natsey and sher tmr at 9.30am and we are gonna decorate zoe's house with balloons and streamers, then we will go swimming with zoe's raft, while she's having tuition! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BOO. YUNSHAN AND SHURUI ARE UNABLE TO COME. IF NOT, IT WILL LIKE A WHOLE LOT OF FUNNNN MAN.&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA ALL ANW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116480164190949343?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116480164190949343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116480164190949343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116480164190949343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116480164190949343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/maybe-her-laughter-is-cry-for-help-or.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116461994098777018</id><published>2006-11-27T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:32:21.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's hectic. Talked to shurui and natsey last night and shurui's singing is horrible! HAHA. Anyway, it rained, so we cant go ecp anymore!): Yiying, shurui and huiqi screamed BOO! into my ear at the bus-stop near pp. Got a shock! Then, shurui laughed at us for not being able to cycle. Whatever, shurui! And, the bubble tea shop oppsite school totally suck! As in, their bubble tea is horrendous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then annabelle drank mine, gina's and yunshan's. Shared a meal with gina and yunshan. Walked around, listening to our own music. Yunshan said i was singing out loud. HAHA. Sat in mph. Gina kept disturbing me with all those weird books! HAHA. We bounced around the mall and screamed out our music. Okay, that was just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! me and nat are like naked now! &lt;em&gt;IT'S GETTING HOT IN HERE, SO TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES!HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;CANT WAIT FOR CLASS GATHERING!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116461994098777018?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116461994098777018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116461994098777018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116461994098777018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116461994098777018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116436506082710376</id><published>2006-11-24T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:46:17.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Today is the sec4 farewell! So it's kinda good(: Except that sharon forgot the steps halfway and she was looking at me and i looked at her, then i realized. Not STONED okay. HAHAHA. At least the seniors were laughing so it's a good thing. HAHA. And, i think i was laughing throughout the whole dance. Okay, i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt eat lunch today! and i didnt eat dinner last night too! HAHA. I was not hungry last night. Sharon bought for me a curry puff and coke!(: THANKYOUTHANKYOU&lt;3&gt;curried&lt;/em&gt;. And natsey drank up half of my coke. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love that cap throwing part. I think it's super sexxaye!:D like dont-mess-with-me-or-die kind of attitude. haha, was it?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta eat something now, haha, im starving!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah. Yiying; what is that something important you wanna tell me huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116436506082710376?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116436506082710376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116436506082710376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116436506082710376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116436506082710376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116428703792253405</id><published>2006-11-23T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T05:03:58.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. I really really dont get it. Why do people change so much? Like in just a few months. And me, sher and natsey have been talking about it for ages. Yes, we are still talking about it. I dont like to dislike someone when i USED to like her. We are having a heart-to-heart talk now and it's kinda great. HAHAHA. Cos, i didnt like nat at first and she doesnt like me too until i BEFRIEND her! ((: HAHAHA. She is grateful to meeeee!:D I didnt know im THAT nice! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. I LOVE NATSEY AND SHERRRR!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAEE. Anyway, stayed back today until nearly 5 to practise the dance item for sec4 farewell. And, some people just dont wanna co-operate but whatever. DANCED AND DANCED AND DANCED. UGH. I WAS DRIPPING WET! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe was being silly! And, natsey keeps insisting i owe her 10 bucks when i dont. Mind her, she's a bit mental, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE 4 TICKETS TO HELLO KITTY'S CONCERT AT DOWNTOWN EAST! IT'S AT 2 DECEMBER! 4.30PM. HAHAHA. IT'S FREE OKAY, I DONT PAY GOOD MONEY TO WATCH HELLO KITTY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116428703792253405?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116428703792253405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116428703792253405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116428703792253405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116428703792253405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116399209530765844</id><published>2006-11-19T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:08:16.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i just wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;break down&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; quit putting on this &lt;s&gt;act&lt;/s&gt;, playing this role of someone who's always &lt;u&gt;strong&lt;/u&gt;. and before long, it's too late. i've become &lt;u&gt;cold and distant&lt;/u&gt;, my thoughts are inconsistent. so i &lt;em&gt;suck it up&lt;/em&gt; and move foward. i'm beginnning to think i help others with their problems to &lt;s&gt;avoid&lt;/s&gt; my own. &lt;em&gt;screaming inside in the purest tone&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i quit this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i'll walk &lt;strong&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. This quote is really sad):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Over to tag replies anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily; you were talking about this heymath thing right, evill girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee; thats what you say. I dont think it's nice! YES. IM THE KOOKOO#1, one more word and you are out! HAHA, natsey loves that quote!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATS; okay, whatever. Even if i do, you'll have to wait until next year, yeah? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dru; okay, no promises! But i'll try. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying; okayokayeeee. I get you something cheapo from taiwan okaye! HAHAHAAAAA, i know you love cheapo stuff((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz; helllooooo!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i didnt go work todayyyy!((: Told my mom i need to go school which is not a lie okay, just that i have to go shopping with sis for my winter clothes which is much more important than anything else. Right, right? YES. SO. I dont need to go work at my uncle's shop today! Which also means, i wont get to earn that 40 bucks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 days till christmassss!:D WHOO!:DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116399209530765844?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116399209530765844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116399209530765844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116399209530765844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116399209530765844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes-i-just-wanna-break-down-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116385543080399411</id><published>2006-11-18T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T05:10:30.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If it was up to me, i'd never have to &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working for weeks now, gahh, im so tired. But, i would be able to earn enough to get everyone a christmas gift! Yeah, everyone i know. HAHAHAHA. So now, it's workworkworkwork. Five times a week):&lt;br /&gt;We are going to taiwan on the 12th of december and then, aunt will be bringing me and my cousins to paris((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO. I LOVE CHRISTMASSSSSSS!:D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, went shopping again todayyy!(:&lt;br /&gt;AND. NATSEYYYY! I DONT OWE YOU MONEY$$$&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116385543080399411?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116385543080399411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116385543080399411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116385543080399411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116385543080399411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-it-was-up-to-me-id-never-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116349438444461175</id><published>2006-11-14T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:53:06.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAG REPLIEEEES!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyn; huhh. It's soo true! okay, if you dont believe me, then you may ask germaine! HAHA. AND. When are you coming overrr!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!rachel; haha, no it doesnt!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee; oh shuttup! dont be mean. It's nice okaee! It's way better than your weird bluey skin. ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying; you must have one, yeah? MUST. HAHA. Then i can play with your little brother again!(: ohhh. And i know you miss me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily; yeah, evilll mary. YES. Sooo clever of you :/ HAHA. Loveyou too mary!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chowy; whoo! yeah. Dots are HOT and CUTEEE! which one? HAHA. MISSYOU!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick! I hope i'll get well in time to go cycling, rollerblating and swimming tmr with sally sher and yunshan. Watched PLAYHOUSE DISNEY and mtv for the whole day! UGH.&lt;br /&gt;LET'S SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. higglytown heroes&lt;br /&gt;2. stanley&lt;br /&gt;3. little einsteins&lt;br /&gt;4. sagwa&lt;br /&gt;5. mr bean, the animated series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finalfu on mtv + music videos&lt;br /&gt;UGH. IM SICK OF THE TELEVISION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. And i burned my lunch too): I put it in the microwave and it kinda exploded): Okay. Im outta here!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116349438444461175?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116349438444461175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116349438444461175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116349438444461175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116349438444461175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/tag-replieeees-cyn-huhh.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116331489672338118</id><published>2006-11-11T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:01:36.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There is a &lt;/u&gt;hidden&lt;/u&gt; truth in everyone, you just have to find out, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted that post before. Cos it was really tactless and im not serious about all those mean and harsh stuff. OMG, im sorry sorry about that):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;Went over to cynthia's. Played table tennis and she's a real flopper in it okay. Not that im any better but you can just tell i dont suck in that game. HAHA. Called zoe but she's at her grandmother's place. I think she got tired of listening to me and cynthia quarelling over the phone anyway(: Then, i tried to matchmake cyn and this guy at the swimming pool. HAHA. Not really matchmake, but you know what i mean huh. Went back, zoe called to say she's back. Told her to go to the fountain so i can see her. Waved to her from upstairs and when i went down to meet her, she went back already):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;Went vivo. Got this black and gold adidas jacket(: Sis spent two hundred and forty bucks in esprit for her winter clothes. I still havent get mine yet)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Think i'll be going with mom to her friend's father funeral. But right now, i shall try heymath. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i think yiying's post is really really sweet!(:&lt;br /&gt;SoSO, i shall do one too!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying; I hope you are holding a christmas party again! Its so fun screaming merry christmas! to the silent estate you know! And playing evil residence, bouncing on your bed, ripping all your posters off the walls. HAHA, and making you agitated at the sight of your ripped posters and spilled caramel popcorn on your bed! WHOO HOO! OH. I have gotten you a christmas gift already so you must hold one okay! missyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sher; i know i always complain about you being too on task and everything but you know what, i kinda miss you and your nerdy habits. HAHA, but not that much! cos we always get to talk and see each other(: But i love how you always make me feel that things are gonna be okay when i goof it up in school or whatever. So, thanks for everything okay!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sally; I loveeee your naughty grin! AND. You always make me laugh during online chats!(: loveyou and see you soon!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe; Okay, i admit life is boring without you. How you always goof things up. Like, how you always tell me that you are gonna study hard for this certain term but you always mess up and for the next term, you'll say the same thing so i think nobody really takes you seriously. HAHA, you'll get what i mean.Miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel; I love your laughter rachelllll! HAHAHAHAHA. And dont forget me when you are in perth! hint hint!(: missyou too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily; you could have fooled me with your mary thing! Serious. How can you be soo evilll! HAHA. Love all your letters and esp you!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat; i dont know what to say about you. Stuffing your fist inside your mouth and everything. And, influencing me to do the same thing! oh. And im sorry about your ten bucks, but i dont owe any money okay! HAHA. And. You may blame zoe for the ten bucks, she took it away from youuu!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. Im sick of doing this. So bye! and. Happy birthday lee! hope its not too late! And i know i have missed out some people like dru, lee, yunshan, gina and liz! So, i miss you all tooooo!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116331489672338118?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116331489672338118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116331489672338118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116331489672338118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116331489672338118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-is-hidden-truth-in-everyone-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116228744720325082</id><published>2006-10-31T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:37:27.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If im just another &lt;u&gt;name&lt;/u&gt; in your book, then &lt;s&gt;cross&lt;/s&gt; me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping when yun and gina woke me up. Hoho, i overslept and dad drove me to school. We talked and waited for the others to turn up but they never did. So we all slept in the void deck(:&lt;br /&gt;Well. At least gina and yun tried to. HAHA, I kept waking them up! And i think gina really wants to sleep(:&lt;br /&gt;Did the open house preparations, practised our dance. Left school and we went to suntec cos yun wanna buy this china doll thing. Ugh, and she said its for herself. I think it is made up of porcelain or glass or whatever and i hope it'll break when she plays with it. China doll? Oh grow up, yun!(: HAHAHA. And i think gina was irritated cos yun doesnt know the shop's name so we practically toured the whole suntec just searching for the doll. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped at citylink and i wanted to eat at Thai Express but they refused to. Evillll people!:D  Looked around for black pants for gina but couldnt find a nice, suitable one):&lt;br /&gt;Went back to tampines and i think yiying's bored cos she actually messaged to ask me what's the class' blog username and password. Uh huh. So not her. And she tried to make me jealous by telling me that she's going for some halloween party. HAHA, so i tried to warn her that she'll have nightmares and all. ButBUT, she's bringing back candies for MEEE!:D THANKYOU THANKYOU(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then gina got some problems with her dad or something and she was sad so the rest of day, all of us were sad, sad, sadddd): Aw, cheer up gina. Everything is gonna be okay(: BE HAPPYYY!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND CHUA YIYINGGG! YOU OWE ME 14 BUCKS! HAHAHA. I BET YOU ARE SO GONNA OWE ME UNTIL NEXT YEARRR! HAHAHA:D  OH. AND A PRESENT TOO!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116228744720325082?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116228744720325082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116228744720325082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116228744720325082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116228744720325082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-im-just-another-name-in-your-book.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116218334301426321</id><published>2006-10-29T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:42:26.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be a loserrrr, it's &lt;u&gt;hottt!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this polka dotty skin! It looks cute!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school tmr for the preparations of the tkgs open house thing. I bet yunshan is laughing her head off at me but im still dragging her along!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Here is an event to be remembered. It just popped into my mind.HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cynthia's house to celebrate her bdayyy! Her mom started nagging at us to go swimming downstairs so we changed into swimming suits and played volleyball in the pool. HAHA. Then. The lifeguard or whatever you call it started shouting at us to stop playing with balls so we got out of the pool and went for sauna!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyn was in the sauna room while i was bathing. THIS IS FUNNYY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyn: DONT OPEN THE DOOR!&lt;br /&gt;me: (open the sauna room door anyway)&lt;br /&gt;cyn: (completely bare in front of me)&lt;br /&gt;germaine: I didnt see anything!&lt;br /&gt;me: But you know you did! dont deceive yourself!&lt;br /&gt;cyn: (all screamy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Then, cyn's dad  booked a table tennis room for us to practise the dance item thing. Went in, jumped on the table, pranced around.&lt;br /&gt;DID everything but play table tennis. HAAA.&lt;br /&gt;THEN. Germaine's hand got stuck in between the two tables.&lt;br /&gt;HHAAAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE SUPPOSED TO PLAY TABLE TENNIS IN THAT ROOM RIGHT, SO IN ORDER NOT TO LET THAT NOSEY GUARD TO KNOW WE ARE GUILTY OF NOT PLAYING TENNIS, WE LOCKED THE DOOR.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a warning on the door that said we COULD NOT lock doors.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE DID IT ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;After that was NOISE NOISE NOISE. AND MORE NOISE.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody started banging on the door and yelling.&lt;br /&gt;We all screamed and hid under the tables.&lt;br /&gt;DONT ASK ME WHY WE DID THAT. HAHAHA. Finally, i came out to open the door. It's the guard! how surprising:/&lt;br /&gt;Went back to cyn's apartment. Danced more. Ate and watched brother bear. Aw, sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner, stayed over(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO FUNN!:D  Anyway, i miss cynthia alot. She requested this whole entry to be about her so yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. okay. im going to say byebye.&lt;br /&gt;byee!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116218334301426321?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116218334301426321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116218334301426321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116218334301426321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116218334301426321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/10/be-loserrrr-its-hottt-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116116457563160355</id><published>2006-10-18T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T03:23:15.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NAPPING? how &lt;u&gt;fun&lt;/u&gt; it could be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back history, english and chinese papers today. A2 for history and english, i dont really wanna talk about it. But it is quite okaay, compared to others. HAHA. Im mean. AND CHINESE,,, OMFG. I DID HORRIBLY. That essay was so wasted. Like i had to minus 6 marks which is also the maximum for the wrong chinese characters written. I'll just die. Like whats the use of having a dictionary with me huh. And, the paper two was the KILLER. Had 77/110. WOW. Good job man. Everyone else had like eighty plus to ninety plus. So overall, i think i'll have a B for chinese for term4 or worse. OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;OH and ytd, was quite fun cos after recess, me nat and zoe had this really trashy talk and we slept on the classroom floor. Slept for ten minutes and then siti came over and alarmed us. HAAHAA. So i woke up and i tried to wake nat up but i SWEAR she's only pretending to be asleep. Then i think nat could not stand it any longer cos i was singing lullaby to her in a trembling voice and she laughed. If you know exactly how does &lt;em&gt;TREMBLING SINGING&lt;/em&gt; sounds like. Yeah. HAAA.&lt;br /&gt;SO. All of us were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BRIGHT AWAKE&lt;/span&gt;. YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED GOING BACK TO SLEEP BUT FAILED COS NAT'S BUSHY, FLAKEY AND GERMY HAIR WAS SWISHING INTO MY MOUTH, NOSE AND FACE. EWW. &lt;em&gt;I know. You can just imagine&lt;/em&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS NOT OVER YET. ZOE LAID ON MY LAP AND I THINK HER HEAD IS MADE UP OF STONES OR ROCKS OR ANYTHING COS IT IS REALLY PAINFUL. A BIG FAT ROCK RUBBING AGAINST MY LAP. OUCHHHH. &lt;em&gt;I know. You can just feel it&lt;/em&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the next thing you're telling me is that you feel sorry for me. Right?&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes. Nat took out her foot and body deodorant and we all sprayed into the most sensitive places. And zoe sprayed into my panty till it was all wet and sticky.CHEEK. We all sprayed into armpits, foot and shoes. Yeah. And i think siti sprayed into her boobs. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAAA. THAT WEIRD GIRL WHO THINKS HER BOOBS ARE DECOMPOSING OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAYYY! Yiying made me and zoe laughed and i laughed real loud and so mr yap came over and lectured yiying. She was all innocent cos actually it was my fault for laughing loudly. Then, he made all three of us go up and stand in front of the board. Watched him marked the sec2s math papers and zoe was trying to remember all the marks of 2/2. Mr yap asked us this riddle about what physical feature we have had that adam and eve dont. He said the answer is start with a B. In fact, it's two words, B.B. So i shouted &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG BOOBS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! HAAAAA. GUESS WHAT. IM RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS BELLY BUTTON. SO NOTTTT FUNNY, I THINK BIG BOOBS MAKE MORE SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. YOU JUST HAVE TO AGREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND I MADE FIONA CRIED ON MONDAY. BUT I HAD TO BE HONEST. SHE IS SERIOUSLY A PAINNNN. AND I HAD TO TELL HER. SO I TOLD HER THAT THE WHOLE CLASS IS TOTALLY DISGUSTED BY HER. AND SHE CONFRONTED ZOE AND ASKED HER WHAT HAD SHE TOLD ME THAT MAKES ME FEEL THIS WAY. IM NOT THAT HEARTLESS AND MEAN OKAY. SHE JUST DOESNT GET THE HINT. I'LL TELL HER I DONT WANNA TALK TO HER WHEN SHE PESTERED ME. AND SHE STILL DOESNT GET IT. ISNT IT ,,DANG!! SO OBVIOUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now everyone is gonna tell me that im a total hero and praised me for everything i have said to her. and im glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY. IM OFF HERE. HOPE YOU ENJOY EVERY SINGLE BIT OF THIS ENTRY COS IT'S RATHER LONG. SO, BYEE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116116457563160355?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116116457563160355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116116457563160355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116116457563160355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116116457563160355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/10/napping-how-fun-it-could-be-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116099430234972010</id><published>2006-10-16T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T03:29:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wild thoughts &lt;u&gt;invade&lt;/u&gt; your brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school tmr. The reality has slapped right into my face,getting back all the papers. But i bet everyone wont do THAT well too. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sally and sher came over todayyy. Watched she's the man and ate alot alot alot. Heat up this frozen pizza and we went out to get cheese fries, mini homemade pizzas, crisps, bubble tea and coke. Finished up everything when the movie havent even started PROPERLY. Sher complained she's still hungry. HAHA. Then, she got embarrased by all the kissing scenes and grabbed all the cushions to cover her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE HER. SHE IS STILL &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUNG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snatched the cushions back and sally snatched away from me. We made a mess on the sofa because of the pillow fight. Yes, there are alot of cushions on the sofa. After that, watched more videos and lazed around. Went out again, ate ice-creams and they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY. I shall do a quiz. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 person that comes to your mind now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sally&lt;br /&gt;2.sher&lt;br /&gt;3.yunshan&lt;br /&gt;4.zoe&lt;br /&gt;5.fuhui&lt;br /&gt;6.nat&lt;br /&gt;7.yiying&lt;br /&gt;8.lee&lt;br /&gt;9.audrey&lt;br /&gt;10.chowy&lt;br /&gt;11.gina&lt;br /&gt;12.rachel&lt;br /&gt;13.emily&lt;br /&gt;14.jiayi&lt;br /&gt;15.dru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Have you ever hugged 1?&lt;br /&gt;[sally] did i? HAHA. But i still love her!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memories you have of 10?&lt;br /&gt;[chowy] oh. primary six and five. we love playing ice and water together. love her!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you friends with 9?&lt;br /&gt;[audrey] cos primary 3, we sat next to each other and she was really annoying but still, she is a real cheek and fun and she can make you laugh till your sides hurt so, FRIENDS!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you're gonna see 6?&lt;br /&gt;[nat]tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell something juicy about number 15:&lt;br /&gt;[dru] erm. She likes the color yellow? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about 8?&lt;br /&gt;[lee] weird, hilarious(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is number 4 attractive?&lt;br /&gt;[zoe] attractive? um. yeah.in a different kind of way. Her personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first impression of 7?&lt;br /&gt;[yiying] ohh! i have a long story to tell. I was her first friend in primary two as she just came from australia(even though she denies this fact) okay. she sat next to me and we shared coloured pens and drew flowers on our classmates' palms. yeah. we fought over the pens too! HAHA. Oh yeah, first impression, i cant really remember. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 3?&lt;br /&gt;[yunshan] school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 13 could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;emily; she hates someone right now so it may be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 11 your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;gina; no. HAHA. good friend, yes((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 12 naked?&lt;br /&gt;rachel; NOO! THAT is soo not her type. FLARING HER BOOBS AT EVERYONE. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has number 4 seen you naked?&lt;br /&gt;[zoe] no. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kiss 5?&lt;br /&gt;fuhui; yeah, i drew her loads of lips! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 2 has a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;sher; yeah. of cos. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you spend the most time with?&lt;br /&gt;um. sher, sally, yiying, zoe, nat. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you did with 1?&lt;br /&gt;sally; lazed at my place!(: movie and food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hung out with 2 outside of school?&lt;br /&gt;sher; yeah. lunch, movies, coming over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to 3's house?&lt;br /&gt;yunshan; yes. went there to collect my wallet! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept with 5?&lt;br /&gt;fuhui; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 6 is sexy?&lt;br /&gt;nat; yess. she tries too hard though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked 7?&lt;br /&gt;yiying; yes,cos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last place you went with 8?&lt;br /&gt;lee; school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you real close to 9?&lt;br /&gt;audrey; yes in primary school((: she is in ahs now):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of relationship do you have with 10?&lt;br /&gt;chowy; best mates for life!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever kiss 11?&lt;br /&gt;gina; sure! i'll draw her lips too! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the movies with 12?&lt;br /&gt;rachel; i dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotton in trouble with 13?&lt;br /&gt;emily; noo! she is my gossiping mate! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever make a move on 14?&lt;br /&gt;jiayi; yeah, why not? in my next lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you and 15 talk about the most?&lt;br /&gt;dru; problems with friends and celebrities. Like she is totally obsessed with chinese bands and dramas. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five persons you would want to see them doing this:&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE IN PARTICULAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116099430234972010?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116099430234972010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116099430234972010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116099430234972010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116099430234972010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/10/wild-thoughts-invade-your-brain-going.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-116048164750635993</id><published>2006-10-10T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T05:00:47.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think i just&lt;u&gt;lost&lt;/u&gt;you,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay. Exams are over. I hope i sound excited. Yeah, right. Having this weird empty feeling right now that doesnt give me any satisfaction. HAHA. But still, if i studyyy any longer, i'll suffer from depression. Seriously:(  Okay, so the science paper was easy and chinese was hard. But the rest thought chinese was easy! :(((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sher's mom's office after that and then me sher and sally went to orchard to watch SCOOP. Its quite hilarious but not THAT good. YUP. But im aware that the guy beside was sniffing throughout the whole movie. I think he has got a cold or something. So irritating. HAHA. I wanted to go shopping too but sher and sal were against it. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do nat's quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1   I HAVE A NAME&lt;br /&gt;#2  I PROTECT THE ENVIRONMENT((:&lt;br /&gt;#3  IM THE SOON TO BE CHIEF KOOKOO. no objections?(:&lt;br /&gt;#4  I CAN PUT MY WHOLE FIST INTO MY MOUTH. see nat?&lt;br /&gt;#5  I SCREAM ALOT&lt;br /&gt;#6  I GET FASCINATED BY THE FIELD NEXT TO PAYA LEBAR MRT STATION.&lt;br /&gt;#7  I DONT HATE ANYONE. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things/people that scare me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1  HORROR MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;#2  SHER'S BROTHER. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;#3  BEING TOLD TO SHUT UP. cos i cant!(:&lt;br /&gt;#4  im not really scared of anything right now. im a brave kid!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 favourite music at the moment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1  TOO LITTLE TOO LATE; JOJO&lt;br /&gt;#2  LEAVE(GET OUT) ; JOJO&lt;br /&gt;#3  SAY GOODBYE; CHRIS BROWN&lt;br /&gt;#4  GALLERY; MARIO VAZQUEZ&lt;br /&gt;#5  I CANT HATE YOU ANYMORE; NICK LACHEY&lt;br /&gt;#6  ROOFTOPS; LOST PROPHETS&lt;br /&gt;#7  LONDON BRIDGE; FERGIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people i love/like most&lt;/u&gt;in no order of merit&lt;br /&gt;#1  FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;#2  SALLY SHER NAT&lt;br /&gt;#3  ZOE YIYING  FUHUI&lt;br /&gt;#4  LEE YUNSHAN EMILY&lt;br /&gt;#5  RACHEL JIAYI&lt;br /&gt;#6  AUDREY CYNTHIA CHOWYEN&lt;br /&gt;#7  MYSELFFFF AND GOD((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people i tag&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, no thanks((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHORTEN THIS QUIZ COS IM TOO LAZY TO DO THE WHOLE THING! HAHA. IM GOING TO WATCH THE TV PROGRAMME NOW! SO BYEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-116048164750635993?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/116048164750635993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=116048164750635993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116048164750635993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/116048164750635993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-i-justlostyou-okaay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115926236555521040</id><published>2006-09-26T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T02:19:25.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU make life a &lt;u&gt;LIVING HELL&lt;/u&gt; for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN. MAYBE YOU SHOULDNT BE SO SNEAKY.GO BEHIND MY BACK AND ASK FOR MY BLOG URL. COS ONE THING, I DIDNT WRITE ANYTHING BAD ABOUT YOU SO STOP BEING SUCH A TOTAL CREEP OKAY. AND, PESTERING YUNSHAN AND THE REST FOR MY NEW BLOG URL IS NOT GOING TO HELP. COS THEY ARE MY FRIENDS AND YOU ARE A LEECH CLINGING ON TO THEM. YOU NEVER MEAN A SINGLE THING TO THEM, PLEASE. OKAY, SO MAYBE THIS IS THE ONLY MEAN THING SO FAR  ABOUT YOU BUT IM NOT GOING TO CARE ANYMORE. NOT WHEN YOU ARE BEING SUCH A TOTAL &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CREEP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I WOULD HAVE FORGIVEN YOU IF I HADNT KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME. SO NOW, I KNOW SO YEAH, ITS TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND STOP IT. IM NOT GOING TO CARE EVEN IF YOU CRY YOUR SHIT OUT IN FRONT OF OUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; STOP CLINGING ON TO THE PAST. MOVE ON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115926236555521040?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115926236555521040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115926236555521040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115926236555521040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115926236555521040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-make-life-living-hell-for-us-ohman.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115918079552896175</id><published>2006-09-25T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T03:40:13.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; you just dont fit in anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared all of my books from the classroom todayy! Now the area around my seat looks NEAT. WOW. Me zoe yiying and nat wanted to take a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,,,&lt;br /&gt;just when we were about to leave school, nat announced that her wallet was missing. Argh. We were so dead annoyed with her cos we were alrd quite late. So she went back the route she took just now but it's still missing. So, the EVER SO BRILLIANT ME told her to go general office cos someone may have found it and returned it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! AND I WAS RIGHT! AS USUAL. YOU JUST HAVE TO AGREE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaays, then we finally left the school. Talked and laughed in the cab and the cabby kept smiling at us too! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, sher and sally finally wrote me a letter. YAY! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115918079552896175?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115918079552896175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115918079552896175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115918079552896175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115918079552896175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-just-dont-fit-in-anymore-cleared.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115857976900939281</id><published>2006-09-18T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T04:48:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; i cant find the right words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was good today. But we couldnt play soccer! boohoos. Then nat was doing this sher-imitation. So hilarious. Wrote letters during math. We were supposed to do the assigned work but wells. HAHAHA. Mdm Hassan kept us in after school! RAHHH. So annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with yiying, shurui and zoe to mini toons to get some toy that yiying wanted. Then zoe started pestering us to go fairprice with her to get her kinder surprise. There's this kinder surprise craze going on in our class. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared a curry chicken puff with zoe and waited for shurui and yiying to come meet us. Oh then we bought alot alot of things to eat! YUM((: They tried this chicken skin thing. HAHA. Ate sotong stick and head too. YUMPU! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SHALL NEVER FORGET THE MEAN NAME THAT ZOE CREATED FOR A SENIOR. HEE. UNLESS SHE KISSES ** NOSE. YUP. HAHA. IT'S SUPER GROSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL STOP GOING OUT AFTER SCHOOL AND HAVE FUNN COS THE EXAMS ARE ALMOST HERE AND IM GONNA BE A TOTAL NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWNICE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115857976900939281?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115857976900939281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115857976900939281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115857976900939281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115857976900939281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-find-right-words-to-say-school.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115807102789324260</id><published>2006-09-12T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:23:47.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;You dont even know im &lt;u&gt;alive&lt;/u&gt;,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaoxuan gave a voodoo todayy. So nice right. Except that it's a love charm. But it's ADORABLE((: LOVE IT. Then lee tried to seduce my voodoo with hers. Her MANLY one. She stripped off his clothes and starts flaunting manly voodoo in front of my sweet voodoo. Told her that my voodoo is underage and HER voodoo better not try anything. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEH. MY VOODOO IS ONE TOUGH GIRL. DONT MESS WITH HER HUH. HAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the me sher sal and nat went crazy over exam papers during recess. Then sher was supposed to come over to my place to study but when we left school, it's already too late so yupp, PLAN CANCELLED.&lt;br /&gt;SOSAD huh. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nat is retarded! we messaged each other during dnt and it was soo trashy i tell you. HAHA. And she text me while she was in the toilet having a nice sweet poo. OHGOSH. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY. Anyway, byeee! thats all for todayy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115807102789324260?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115807102789324260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115807102789324260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115807102789324260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115807102789324260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-dont-even-know-im-alive-shaoxuan.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115796964114503022</id><published>2006-09-11T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:41:41.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;You dont even &lt;u&gt;know &lt;/u&gt;it's me,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay. So today is the first day of school after one week of no-school. For starters, im glad to be back just so that i can see all my darls again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. Sher, me zoe, shurui and yiying did OH so badly for the history website project. Ohwells. Then, after school, stayed back with sal and sher for the homecons thing. &lt;em&gt;SEE. IM SOO NICE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OOH. Then, we got our egg tarts and we all got a sudden fit of giggles when sher told us the pronounciation of it in cantonese or whatever. It sounds real funny i tell you. We giggled throughout the whole way, from the library to the bus-stop. HAHAHA. Even now, thinking about it, makes me laugh. Real bad. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAN- TART.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train with sher. And we did this texting trick on sal. But she took a lonnng time to reply. HAHA. We did the lucky draw trick on her. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHH. TODAYY IS A FUN DAYY! I LOVE EVERYONE WHO MADE TODAY OH SO &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CHEERY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;I HAVE FINALLY GOT OVER THEM. AND THERE IS NO TURNING BACK. SORRY.&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/33324386-115796964114503022?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115796964114503022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115796964114503022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115796964114503022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115796964114503022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-finally-got-over-them.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115770248710941248</id><published>2006-09-08T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:01:27.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someday someone will walk into your life&lt;br /&gt;and make you realize why it never worked with anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I wanna be the car crash, not only just the traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't worry you didn't break me&lt;br /&gt;No sweetie, you completely destroyed me&lt;br /&gt;I hate how there's always going to be those akward times &lt;br /&gt;where you and I look at each other&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; remember how things used to be&lt;br /&gt;but just remember , you pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;dry your eyes, clear your mind&lt;br /&gt;you just gotta take it one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;dust off your heart, take it off the shelf&lt;br /&gt;you gotta remember to love yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studyyy date with germaine ytd! Went macs to study. Met her at the platform and i was late! Hm, or rather she's way too early. Mind you, she was thirty minutes earlier. HAHA, ohmygosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we went to get my cleancolors first then we went to the library but realized that it was too silent so we finally decided to go macs. We studied science for nearly 4 hours! Took down notes and memorized them. Had alot, alot of fun. There is a huge difference studying with your mates. We gossiped and laughed so much too. And the spot where we sat is so comfy and really cosy. HAHA. I almost couldnt bear to leave that place((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, IM IN AN AWFUL MOOD TODAY. WOKE UP THIS MORNING, FEELING REALLY REALLY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; NOW, IM TRYING TO THINK POSITIVELY TO MAKE MYSELF FEEL BETTER. HOWSAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE, CHEER ME UP):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115770248710941248?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115770248710941248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115770248710941248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115770248710941248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115770248710941248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/someday-someone-will-walk-into-your.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115736607489292723</id><published>2006-09-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T03:36:53.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You were born an &lt;u&gt;original&lt;/u&gt;, dont die a &lt;s&gt;copy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE! I went science centre todaayy! Not that it's very exciting but wells. Anyway, the magic tricks were really interesting(: Then when we were on the bus, back to school, gina and lee were trying to take my picture and i was struggling to hide. Hey, im not camera-shy but i just dont want to get my superstar shot. HAHA. And, after that, i lost my handphone pouch! It's all because of them. RAHH. And i kept telling them that it has sentimental value. Okaay, i gotta scream.&lt;br /&gt;GINAAAAA!~&lt;br /&gt;KHALEEDAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp. Okaay, over to my SAC visit. It's so nice! I stayed there till five plus in the evening. We were all playing at the tiny pond. HAHA. Me, zhu and deb were scooping fish up. We killed two guppies in the end. OHMYGOSH. I feel OH so evil. Then i was removing this brick right, and suddenly there was this black slithery centipede sliding towards me. haah, we were all screamy(: oh, and the security guard came to scold us. HAHA. After that, took pictures of the cute primary one kids. Total dreamboat, i tell you. Talked to mrs teo a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HAVING CRABS FOR DINNER! YAY(: POOR LEE, HAVING FISH. HAHAHA. IM SOO HUNGRY RIGHT NOW. BOO. HAVENT EATEN ANYTHING SINCE BREAKFAST. I CAN SMELL THE AROMA OF THE CRABS NOW. YUM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TOO LAZY TO LIST DOWN THE SONG LYRICS TODAY. SOME OTHER TIME OKAY, MY DEARRRSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, IM NOT MISSING YOU BY STACIE ORRICO IS NICEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115736607489292723?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115736607489292723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115736607489292723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115736607489292723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115736607489292723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-were-born-original-dont-die-copy.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</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-33324386.post-115666643304129156</id><published>2006-08-27T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:16:27.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ever since the day you left me &lt;u&gt;alone and cold&lt;/u&gt;, life just hasnt been the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay. I did promised you guys a happier entry so here it goes. Yesterday was nice. Went to watch LoveWrecked with mom. The movie is kinda impossible and the ending is queer too but wells, it made me laughed a little. HAHA. Oh and im soo glad im almost done with my dnt. Gosh. What a hectic life. Okay, i shall try to end every entry with a song that i like. The next song lyrics coming up is by The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When it all falls apart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having the day from hell&lt;br /&gt;It was all going so well (before you came)&lt;br /&gt;And you told me you needed space,&lt;br /&gt;With a kiss on the side my face (not again)&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention (the tears, ashame)&lt;br /&gt;But I should have kicked your (ass instead)&lt;br /&gt;I need intervention Attention to stop temptation to scream&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fed up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;NoDon't know where I parked my car&lt;br /&gt;Don't know who my real friends are (anymore)&lt;br /&gt;I put my faith in youWhat a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours)&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention (I drank too much)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hung over (and out of touch)&lt;br /&gt;I need intervention Attention to stop temptation to scream&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby Everything is fed up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;No Can it be easier?Can I just change my life?&lt;br /&gt;Cause it just seems to go bad everytime&lt;br /&gt;Will I be mending?another one ending once again&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fed up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apartGotta pick myself up (out) where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart No [x2]F&lt;br /&gt;alls apart Gotta pick myself out cause things are mended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33324386-115666643304129156?l=sub-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/115666643304129156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33324386&amp;postID=115666643304129156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115666643304129156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33324386/posts/default/115666643304129156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sub-personalities.blogspot.com/2006/08/ever-since-day-you-left-me-alone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06098665943546604181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
