<?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-8198531</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:28:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:+:.So near.______*______*______*______*____Yet so far..:+:.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WORKING &lt;/span&gt;day!!! wake up at around 10.30am and remembered that my mum and sis had went to malaysia...so i decided to clean up the house...started vacumm-ing the floor and sofa...then mopped the floor..after that then rest a while..(life's so boring)...started doing some homework den my big sis called to ask me go eat dinner with her and her boyfriend.I continued with my homework after coming home...got ready for tml...until now..nth to do den update the blog lo..actually nth much to say..just some typical day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;;) &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;must revise for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;PRELIM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;le!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-115245867885704580?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8198531.post-114986059518101040</id><published>2006-06-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:27:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~B&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haiz...this june holiday is coming to an end very soon but did not really feel like its a holiday at all- have to go back to sch and attend lessons.come to think of it...time files n very sooon i'm sitting for the 'O' levels exam le..also step down from gb le..hmmm....parting with friends that i have known for the past 3 yrs,really saddening,I&lt;/span&gt; b&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;its part and parcel of life ba...it is when we lost our things then we would learn to treasure it..hahas hope that everyone would have a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; look back at after leaving school...all the best to all those who will be taking 'O' Levels this year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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had to be changed ... had dinner together with phyllis,sharon,gina and leegek after that and had a great time laughing..esp phyllis who cannot control her laughter an kept hiting the chair..had fun!!haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-113716828450302299?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/113716828450302299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=113716828450302299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/113716828450302299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/113716828450302299'/><link 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style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bends down 90 degrees&lt;/span&gt;*so long never blog.still gort ppl lyk dorcas who actually tagged.*&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bursts into tears&lt;/span&gt;* so touched nehhs&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yupp.aiyo* dunno wat to sae.beri difficult to cram tings which happened in sho mani months into one entry larhh.all thanks to moi toopid com.abit siao siao de.i swear one dae im goin to throw it out of d window.humpf. wait. before i forget, happy b-dae sharon cum lao gong cum daughter. dat 'rabbit' beri cute de hor..hahs. erm back.yarhh so just to crap abt dis current skin to make moi entry which noone is gg to read longer. i noe its fugly o.0 but d picture of dat ger (&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dat ish a ger larhh in case sum of u dont appreciate abstract art&lt;/span&gt;) seem&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; nice lo. guess i was really depressed arhh. but i have no idea whyy d damn words of our posts turn out sho sho sho ridiculously humongous.wa sehh.lyk samsung fones liddat.press de numbers all so BIG.blind oso can c larhh.den its so colourful lo.grr..nvm.new yr resolution:change d damn fugly skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anywaes.i cant get into msn.so im lyk so bored im counting my hair fer entertainment.n.eating all those new yr crap.hmm.very tempting.all lying on d table.asking no begging fer me to eat dem.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;imagine!! "eeaaattt meeee...." im&lt;/span&gt; insane.i knew it.ya lo.im growing bigger n biggerr.wahahas.tink one dae i'll be looking down n go "ohh nooo,, wheres moi feet..its blocked by my big stomach which used to b refered s a tummy!" lols.really siao le..yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tink i better stop or i'll keep riting all d stages until i grow sho fat i explode.not lyk its possible rite.ehhs,my ah ma 100 over kg nehhs.oops.good ting she dont read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;btw tagg if u r reading dis nonsense kaes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-110813366525990454?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8198531.post-109947968357022989</id><published>2004-11-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:18:19.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 nov</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Phyllis~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat an amazing record.i have blogged for three consecutive daes.can u tell how boring my life is.sighs.btw.yesterdae nite got d wo cai wo cai wo cai cai cai show.got tension leh.ahh!*scream n faint* jimmy.sho sho sho cute.anywae.thanks to him.i din realli study for d total defence test.just flip flip during d advertisments.back to todae.had cca again.so i met sharon,bee ee n gina at compass.to sharon : "i arrived first de k.*sticks out tongue*"yupp.dat toopid ger strangled me in front of so many ppl.make me sho pai seh.hahas.den reached school. took the test.was mcq.but still got sum questions dunnoe how to do.so just mini-moni.hope will pass.cause d badge beri chio.after dat we formed committees for d chalet.i got into games.amazing race + fear factor lehs.sho glad i dun need to play.cause everyone in my committee beri bian tai.cant wait to c d rest of dem play.m i sick or wat.muahahas.den had drills.mine abit rusty.tml got cca.again.air rifle.n drills.good.can shoot sharon :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109947968357022989?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109947968357022989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109947968357022989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hyllis&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;second dae of holidae.finally get to go out.got cca ma.air rifle leh.i practically forgot almost everyting.d stance.d breathing.d way to carry.n stuff.so morning met bee ee n lee gek at compass.went mac.reached school.went to air rifle range.den mr tan had to go thru his lesson again.for d sec 1s.he demo-ed.bee ee jumped when he shot.so farni.we were all laffin at her.den we started shootin.cause 'seniors more experienced'.my was horrible.mr tan saw den asked me who shot dat piece of target card.so damn sia suay.he sae must take note of my breathing n stance.watever.tried again.onli 1 or 2 got in the black black part.pai seh leh.went to help jamie.she was perspirin.her hands oso shaking.cause d rifle beri heavy.den i wanted to shoot again.sharon keep disturbin me.haha.so i sae i shoot beri badly cause of her.she wanted to proof me wrong.so walked away.wahahas.i managed to shoot into d black part again.dat toopid ger larh :) after dat went home wib dem.later must study.got total defence test tml.must pass.den got badge.i cant wait for my SS n DZ.lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109939031702594319?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109939031702594319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109939031702594319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109939031702594319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109939031702594319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/2004/11/2-nov.html' title='2 nov'/><author><name>~:+:Bee Ee_Phyllis:+:~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707049322703705949</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-8198531.post-109928163588497446</id><published>2004-11-01T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:31:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 nov.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Phyllis~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did blog.but sumhow it just disappeared.argh.n it was such an amazingly long one.nvm.first dae of holidae.so bor-ing.i woke up at eleven.den noting to do.dont feel lyk eating.so i walked around my livin room in circles.literally doin noting but walking n breathing.wat an exciting life i have.do other ppl feel s bored.or m i d onli freak who dont have a life :/anywae.my ah ma scolded me.sae i was blockin her view of d teevee.[digression:he just signed in!!]k.so i on d com n went online.alex organizing d chalet.hope my dates dont clash.tink if everybody go.den beri fun.yupp.im still so pissed wib my father.i noe his my father but dat doesnt give him d right.to force me into doin tings i dont want.he tinks dat its for my own good.doesnt dat sound familiar.i really dont want to go but he insisted.well.its my legs.u can drag me there.argh.*cross fingers*i hope he forgets abt d whole ting.hmm.me gg batam next week.den bangkok next month.at least got tings to write for d chinese journal ting.so siansified.i hope i die.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109928163588497446?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109928163588497446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109928163588497446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109928163588497446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109928163588497446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/2004/10/1-nov.html' title='1 nov.'/><author><name>~:+:Bee Ee_Phyllis:+:~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707049322703705949</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-8198531.post-109731138597086680</id><published>2004-10-09T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:32:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~Phyllis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" toopid de. no one ever reads my blog!&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8198531.post-109722539101621879</id><published>2004-10-08T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:34:33.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Phyllis~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gosh.i cant believe im actualli staring at the screen n touching the keyboard..i mean its lyk one whole week since i was isolated frm the com..now bursting wib tings to sae..wait..i predict it ish going to be a long entry sho better grab a pillow in cause u sleep reading half-way..[&lt;strong&gt;mondae&lt;/strong&gt;]my birthdae!!!went to school den saw dis rectangular flat piece of ting next to bee ee's bag.yupp it was my present frm bee ee,xiao pang,kelly,yin lam,jas,dorcas n gina.sharon n arvina oso got give.den took my geo n english compo.err..4get d title le but remember i wrote crap.haiz..poor teacher hu have to mark my script sure waste alot of pen ink correcting.too bad dats ur retribution for giving out homework..lolx.k den went compass to eat den open the present lor.dat 'rectangular,flat piece of ting turned out to be dis huge puzzle.sho touched..thks sho sho much esp to bee ee cause she was d one hu pieced the puzzle n bought d frame..[&lt;strong&gt;tuesdae&lt;/strong&gt;]todae was history n art.toopid japan.u want to bomb oso dun bomb singapore ma.now we must learn all those toopid history. den had art.all my prep work was last-minute*guilty*.had to do all the mindmap n research last nite.do until 2 am leh.drank sho mani cups of coffee til i lost count.k im exaggerating.den drew d actual piece in class.i drew dis blobe which was supposed to look lyk a rock wib the continents protrudded.bg ish bricks.i even used a toothbrush n comb to create sum kind of effect.papa idea.i tot it was great till i had to actualli take out the toothbrush in class.&lt;em&gt;h u m i l i a t i o n&lt;/em&gt;. aniwae i got paint all over my shirt n d drawing was horrible[&lt;strong&gt;wednesdae&lt;/strong&gt;]haiz..science.dunnoe how the teachers set the paper one.i learn de dont come out.all d questions dont even noe how to do lor.nvm i give up.at home.saw salt n tot dat he ish lyk getting thinner.regretted calling him names that insulted his weight.the effect on him ish too great.by now, if u r still reading my nonsense u must have realised wat too mani cups of coffee n late nites can do to sumone who used to b normal.*sob*im not suffering frm insanity.im enjoying it.[&lt;strong&gt;thursdae&lt;/strong&gt;]maths n lit.compare my answers for d maths.got alot of careless mistakes la.lit dun sae le.don even understand d text.[&lt;strong&gt;fridae,todae&lt;/strong&gt;]happy birthdae kelly!!todae had mt.d compo was ok.but paper 2 for d tian xie han zi.don noe how to rite lor.sho glad its fridae.can go home sleep.but afterschool went compass wib dem to buy kelly's belated present.den go home wib dorcas.got beri pai sei in bus.argh.but ya den im back home online.made sumone angry.oops!but noe she wont b angry animore tml.hahax.hmm great a few more papers n no more coffee!!*grins* 8 oct"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109722539101621879?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109722539101621879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109722539101621879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"lalalas...got back my physics paper liao.guess wat.although din do realli well, but at least i din fail.*sticks out tongue at nelson*hahax.im feeling sho sian and sleepy now but cannot sleep cause later got ah gong's bdae dinner.i noe im going to be sho bored there cause i hardly c my cousins n we wont tok much.k. i can see myself reach the restaurant.greet my relatives.mumble happy birthdae in chinese.den sit at a table.waiter serve food.eat n eat n eat until full lyk siao.go over and sae goodbyes.the end.interesting hor.everytime got dis kind of bdae dinner, i feel lyk im in an eating compeitition.i mean i have to sit there for lyk two three hours eating dis realli filling ten- course meal.dont get it.why spend sho much and yet ppl have to force themselves to finish the food?oh watever.im not the one paying.bleah.tml got english oral.luckily my ish the later one again.ms quek sae must pronounce properly and read wib tone.i will..n the teacher ish going to end up wib my saliva all over her face.muahaha...1 0ct" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109661934378945902?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109661934378945902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109661934378945902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109661934378945902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109661934378945902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/2004/10/phyllis-lalalas.html' title=''/><author><name>~:+:Bee Ee_Phyllis:+:~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707049322703705949</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-8198531.post-109653668167250974</id><published>2004-09-30T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:36:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Phyllis~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"not much tings to blog todae.maybe im still not in the rite state of mind after five periods of english.dont even try to imagine five solid periods of english wif ms quek.dats lyk two and a half hours?wow.n for the last two periods we were practising for our oral on sat.ms quek actualli pick on ppl to read out loud n practise the conversation ting.phew so lucky my name not called.afterschool went compass to eat den study at the library wib bee ee n others.actually we were just looking at the textbook and passing sweets around.k maybe not &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;.just me.yupp n to all those who linked me dis blog ish actually bee ee n i share de.she din blog cause her com ish sho retardedly slow.ish there such a word retardedly?mayb too much reformating made her com haywire.one last ting to those hu noe, yes.Salt ish still in a state of depression.in fact he was biting his food bowl todae -.- " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109653668167250974?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109653668167250974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~Phyllis~:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"todae just reached school den found out still got attire check.yar.lyk usual.socks too low.nails not cut.hahax, sorri lar.my nails grow faster den other ppl cannot wor.*guilty smile*.during the check nelson n de sheng was lyk scaring me, telling me how difficult the physics paper was,how mani ppl failed n stuff.nelson even commented on how i have dat 'oways fail exams' de looks.gee, thanks for all d encouragement.lolx.got back maths results todae.did horribly.cant imagine how jonathan can get thirty nine over forty.dunnoe how to tell my mother how much i get.den science period took the test liao it was not as difficult as dey sae la.but still got questions anyhow do.n the best part was...i studied the whole nite,memorising the functions of parts of the ears,practicalli the whole chapter on sound.n guess wat din even come out!oh well nvm.afterschool go n eat wib bee ee, sharon n dorcas.it was raining n dorcas started splashing water.&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.gosh.she must be addicted to it or sumting.muahaha.yar den went home wib her n she told me sumting dat was sho sho farni.i wished i saw him do it to her.oops!cannot sae le.luckily tml no tests le or will go crazy.coffee power oso running out le.todae beri good mood dunnoe y.btw,thanx for linkin me ppl." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109645435276173789?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109645435276173789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109645435276173789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" yupp. here to crap again.hmm yesterdae studi until late late for the maths test. my eyes were lyk half closed.just staring at the book.yes dats wat i meant by studying, staring into space.but studi liao todae de test oso dunno how to do.i was racing with time and hurray, i left sum questions blank.Mensuration and Statistics.y are we even studying these toopid subjects.next time need to know all those formulae meh.imagine...im at the supermarket and im looking at a cake wif a calculator in my hands trying to see wats the area or surface area of it.dumb.not to mention dat tml got physics test.kinematics and sound = chim.&lt;em&gt;Great. &lt;/em&gt;im sho looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae morning beri sian bcause no readin period.haiz.i miss 1e2! sum of them sho cute n farni.hahax.den instead mrs yim went into our class n surveyed us about mondae de assembly, who was tokking loudly, why did we tok n stuff.most ppl din realli care abt her cause everyone was lyk busy cramming formulae.until.mrs low came in n commented on sum ppl hu was 'doing their own work' n how dirrty our class was.den recess time mdm sai came in n told us not to get her into trouble by tokkin during flag raising.sho we should not tok cause we dun want to get &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;into hot soup.chinese class was boring.just riting compo on a shopping complex near your house.we were riting halfway when there was this extremly humongous peal of thunder.everyone was lyk xia dao lor especialli yin lam.hahax.afterschool went home wib jasmine and dorcas.dorcas was lyk stepping and splashing on those puddles of water and mud.dotz:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week exam le.Ms tan still dun want to call my mother.please dun tell me she forgot all abt it.i will die.lolx.blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever. i dont care anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109636574645379611?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109636574645379611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109636574645379611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109636574645379611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109636574645379611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/2004/09/phyllis-yupp.html' title=''/><author><name>~:+:Bee Ee_Phyllis:+:~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707049322703705949</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-8198531.post-109603487446939091</id><published>2004-09-25T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T22:05:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"heyy, finally postin sumting here cause its lyk bee ee n me made dis blog centuries ago but beri lazy 2 actualli type sumting..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.todae at school beri sleepy de.den during science i was practically sleeping le.heex luckili never drool :] den durin EL, we had those debates n stuff.hahax.beri farni d way dey trying to get their point across.n ms quek! she kept defecting n changing sides.*&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;* later afterschool waited for dorcas to finish her corrections n jas cause she had remedial ma.den sometings happened lor.Confrontation.Bad memories.Tears.Anger.n i was actually laffin cause i tot dat its lame n a total misunderstandin.i was trying to make tings look not sho serious k.watever.Eoy exams comin le..sho sian..i dont even bother to actualli open d textbks. everytime want to revise i will find excuses to siam..mayb dats y haven even read a single sub.tml still got chi oral.hope i wont stutter or blank out for d conversation.&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; -.-"&lt;/span&gt; hahax at least my ish d later one at nine thirty sho no need to wake up sho earli."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bee Ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;solly can't type much as my com will restar veri soon but i haven go and see the blog so no comments yet. Have confidence in you lar  should be nice........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8198531-109603487446939091?l=blurted-confessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/feeds/109603487446939091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8198531&amp;postID=109603487446939091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109603487446939091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8198531/posts/default/109603487446939091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurted-confessions.blogspot.com/2004/09/phyllis-heyy-finally-postin-sumting.html' title=''/><author><name>~:+:Bee Ee_Phyllis:+:~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707049322703705949</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>
