<?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-10109990</id><updated>2011-04-28T14:28:55.469+08:00</updated><category term='dramafeste'/><category term='penang tour'/><category term='talentime'/><category term='june holidays'/><title type='text'>regina george.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-2624022476886391154</id><published>2008-03-04T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:21:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you, my friend.</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. recently i have been missing my super close friend very much. we talked alot during secondary school, though we weren't from the same school. but we formed a friendship that will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;we used to sms each other everyday, regardless of phone bills. those were good times and i really really miss the closeness alot now. she was always there for me when i needed someone to talk to and share my problems with.&lt;br /&gt;now, though we're in the same school, we dun talk as much since we have our own lives and own commitments and own new frens. (lttr, i dun blame you guys.) but yeah. that close bond isnt in plain view anymore. but its ok. either way she will forever be in my heart. i wrote a poem for her. (im sorry its in french but i didnt know how to express myself better in eng) here's lots of love going out to you, latha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On était toujours ensemble&lt;br /&gt;Connecté par le portable&lt;br /&gt;Quand on avait besoin de parler à quelqu'un&lt;br /&gt;Tu était là pour moi&lt;br /&gt;et bien sûr, moi pour toi&lt;br /&gt;Merci, mon amie, pour ton amitié&lt;br /&gt;C'est quelque chose que je n'oublierai jamais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-2624022476886391154?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/2624022476886391154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=2624022476886391154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/2624022476886391154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/2624022476886391154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-you-my-friend.html' title='i miss you, my friend.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-674284162572880651</id><published>2008-03-03T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:23:34.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking throatache.</title><content type='html'>hello again. im posting the for the second time today. and this post is to express my frustration at my bloody painful throatache. it is hurting like mad. and even strepsils pain relief (the blackcurrant one) isnt helping. ARGH!!! i feel like shouting but im pretty sure my throat will kill me even more if i do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a good mind to pon school tmr. not because i have my gp test and whatnot, but because i seriously feel that going to the doctor is much more impt. maybe i'll let the sickness grow and blossom and i'll pon on wed instead. (muahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what. the back of my bottom right row of teeth is aching too! maybe its a wisdom tooth! *gasps* i didnt know they happen this fast. well i'll prolly have to get that checked soon as well. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok emo time. today i met this guy who apologised to me for making fun of me once and stuff. yeah apology accepted. but after that we walked back till my condo gate just having a random but nice chat, getting intro-ed to one another and so on. (i didnt know him before this btw) so yeah. he really made me think about stuff like how we should always look for the good in people and not judge them based on other criteria. also, he made me think about karma and how its always there, just waiting for the perfect moment to strike back. yeah. im surprised that though we spoke for all of 10 min, he made me reflect on things i wouldnt normally give a crap about. i think i might become a better person thanks to this random encounter. so yeah. thanks, bharet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i am deeply annoyed by the gossips and rumours that are going around about me. yes, i noe. "dun give a shit about others and just be yourself" but come on, tell me really how im supposed to do that? isnt society all about being accepted and fitting in? the world can be so bloody complicated sometimes. argh. call me when the world decides to stop being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i've learnt two things. #1 -  i need to keep my happy life and kkness under wraps and #2 - i need to learn how to shut the hell up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-674284162572880651?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/674284162572880651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=674284162572880651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/674284162572880651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/674284162572880651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/03/freaking-throatache.html' title='freaking throatache.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4434279952469806691</id><published>2008-03-03T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:30:51.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god i really need a life.</title><content type='html'>hello biatches! i am so freaking bored here in the lib while waiting for stupid nanda to finish his gp lesson. haha. with my ipod in my ear (listen by beyonce is playing) and bhuvan being bored too, we decided to camwhore. (though most pics are of me. hehe. ) btw madhu is now beside me pretending to study econs. hah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to do so many bloody things, but i guess it could wait a little for a bit of fun lah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/7777/photo3dy2.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/8066/photo4us8.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2025/photo5zd0.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/5332/photo6bl5.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. hope you enjoyed that. well now for the wonderfully baekku pic of bhuvvy and me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/1914/photo7xy2.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;now that i've traumatised you ppl enough, i shall end this post by saying i love you all. byebye. (and yes after this post ANYONE would agree with my post title) (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ARGH I HAVE TO GO HOME AND DO RESEARCH FOR GP AND FRENCH TESTS TMR!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-4434279952469806691?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4434279952469806691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=4434279952469806691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4434279952469806691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4434279952469806691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-i-really-need-life.html' title='god i really need a life.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4410874094972223526</id><published>2008-02-05T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:24:52.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the lib. with MACS. muahaha.</title><content type='html'>hello ppl im at school and the macs are just so fun!!! i hate this keyboard. argh. so thin and weird man. haha. anyway, i was messing around on the photobooth option and decided to camwhore. so fun right... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/6168/photo1zg2.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly i only took 1 pic. haha. but it still looks good. just cause its me. haha. omg like gp at 12.05 and stuff man. and ics orientation at 4pm. im only staying for 1 hour though coz i have french at like 5.30 so gotta leave at 5. haha. well nvm haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well olly the promac-er came along and so i decided to take more pics. haha. retarded ones for sure. hehe. the first one's my new watch btw. damn hot right? (: and the rest are self-explanatory. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/9743/photo2fb1.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/3301/photo4pt8.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/3056/photo5zm8.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;d iv=""&gt; &lt;/d&gt;&lt;/center&gt;hehe. hope yall had fun! i definitely enjoyed my mac-time. haha. i still hate the keyboard! (olly: "i love the keyboard!")&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well back to work and stuff. OR i could just class camwhore. hehe. either way, i'll see yall later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-4410874094972223526?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4410874094972223526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=4410874094972223526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4410874094972223526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4410874094972223526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-ppl-im-at-school-and-macs-are.html' title='in the lib. with MACS. muahaha.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4758195907820601392</id><published>2008-02-04T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:25:46.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>french scholarship</title><content type='html'>hello ppl. its like, late and stuff and im supposed to go to bed soon. though i have french and civics homework due tmr. bleagh. my mum's not in a good mood today so i guess its not the best idea to stay up late and do h/w like yesterday. (slept at 1+!) she'd prolly kill me. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got a call from my mum today saying that i needed to go to the general office by 6pm today or go tmr to get something important regarding french scholarship. thank god i was in school after completing chem prac 3 and staying back to check out the council nominees. yeah so i went to G.O. and there, i got my letter regarding the french scholarship interview. *runs off to show letter to mum* anyway, i was with divya, madhu, prasanthi and bhuvan. so divya chacked if she got one too. she did and yay we both have interviews on mon! haha. mine's at 12.30 and hers is at 4pm. but we need to report there 30 min earlier. which means we get to miss lessons! hooray! haha. well i guess u gotta sacrifice, mathslecture. sorry. hehe. well thats about it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-4758195907820601392?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4758195907820601392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=4758195907820601392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4758195907820601392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4758195907820601392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/02/french-scholarship.html' title='french scholarship'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4161740916430299684</id><published>2008-02-03T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:26:21.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busiest yet bestest day ever.</title><content type='html'>heyheyhey. i shouldve done this yest, but i have only had time today. haha. see from the title? yest was busiest day ever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yest i left the house at 10.30 am and only got back at 11.30 pm. haha. came home and went straight to bed. was practically dead from all the running around the whole day. well, the day started when i went to pick up my rj pants. they fit perfectly and were a nice height and all. then left from there to tiong bahru plaza (closest mall) where my mum bought her lunch and we got her lipstick coz she was complaining that i threw away her old ones. (i mean, they were finished. what do u expect me to do?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she gave me a lift to toapayoh where i met less than half of my og at about 12 at pastamania. we had lunch, bought an og baguette and then went to youth got heart thingy at top of the 8 open area at 3rd floor of j8. i met my class and a couple of frens there. and then i lost my class. haha. met litying there. at around 2.30 we left there and went to macs to finalise colours for 2 designs. we were joined by yansheng and adalia. then after finalising colours litying left. then isaac joined the three of us left behind. then it became 3.15 and i left for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition which started at 4 and ended at 6, i met my mum at dhobyghaut to go to tekka. we first went to selvi's to get threading done, then went to have dinner at anandabhavan then we took the bus one stop away to mustafa where we went to the watch section to buy a watch for me coz apparently my mum thinks the current blue one is too feminine. well we bought a $150 Guess? watch thats quite funky and hot. the design suits my personality quite well, i feel. its still studded with swarovskis, btw. haha. (need that glamour, cant help it. haha.) then we went down to the cloth land at b1. it was awesome. they had beautiful cloth that goes great with our designs man. they had me saying i love mustafa. can u believe that?! haha. well hopefully the nicer, more fabulicious designs get chosen. haha. cant wait for that. anyway, we went back on the train and got home at 11.30 pm. man, that was one unforgettable day. fabulous cloth, fabulous eyebrows and fabulous watch. god i love my mum. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was really great too. litying totally made my day by finishing up all the designs and colouring them really nicely. they all look so fabulous. even the conservative ones. i really like them. i was so happy when she sent them that i almost cried la. ALMOST. haha. was just so delighted. haiz. hope we can do them nicely and prettyfully man. well, i shall pray and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, due and overdue homework beckons now. till next time, love ya biatches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-4161740916430299684?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4161740916430299684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=4161740916430299684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4161740916430299684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4161740916430299684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/02/busiest-yet-bestest-day-ever.html' title='busiest yet bestest day ever.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-6039800493649128396</id><published>2008-01-30T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:32:37.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RJC.</title><content type='html'>like omgwtf. im in rj! haha. im having  uber uber uber loads of fun. haha. starting with my wonderful orientation. i dun have loads of pics, but i do have one that i absolutely adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BpWXxQeWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rlnuTmcxQp4/s1600-h/BBO7+formation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BpWXxQeWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rlnuTmcxQp4/s320/BBO7+formation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161241006025242978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so totally cute man! i love my ogmates! cant name all la, too many. but they rock and they're super fun and stuff. we always meet every morning before flag raising at the canteen to chat and just bullshit around. and to share nat's somehow never ending supply of stickers. and to revel in adalia(bestie)'s newfound hyperness. haha. but i gotta admit that some ppl dun share in our morning ogoy (o- joy. heehee.) but in case they read this, just letting them noe that we love them and miss them all the same. we try to stick together and enjoy each other's company most of the time, and im totally gonna miss that in the future man. haiz. I LOVE YOU BB07/T'AUSARPAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rj is really about meeting a lot of new ppl, and some of those new ppl are my classmates! my class rocks. they're all really fun ppl and theyre really nice too. we created a class blog to which i am a contributor as well. haha. lameass comics and camwhoring and stuff are all posted up there to read. hahha. &lt;a href="http://www.sothreep.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s the link. its super fun and awesome. the sad thing is that we dont all have our lessons together since we're quite a mixed class of ppl taking ki, french, tsd and art and history and stuff like that. but yeah, we enjoy our moments together. alot. hehe. as all classes do, we have our amusing characters like siyi with her stone-face and ivan with his obsession with money. haha. oh btw, im ct rep. (yes, go ahead and laugh all u want.) but really, its not that bad a job, what with a nice civics tutor like mr. jarrod lee. (awwww...) haha. well to sum up about my class, i just wanna say, "Lots of love going out to 09S03P!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also seem to have discovered a new FREN (not fan) base. currently i'm always hanging out with divya, sutha, prasanthi, nanda and geeva. (and at times, bhuvan and latha) and in the morns and evenings, my train ride boredom is relieved due to the presence of divya and nanda. yay me. nanda gave us the nickname of ltte. haha. oh and in case u havent noticed, in maths, chem and bio lectures, me, prash (same as prasanthi), divya, sutha and geeva use the fact that our classes are neighbouring as an excuse to sit together. so in other words, no learning takes place. haha. and btw, im lagging so much in my studies and stuff that im scared shitless. argh. i can follow some lessons and i cant follow others *ahem* maths. yeah. so yeah i have realised the need to socialise less and study-alise more. the sad thing is that i know it has to be done, but i just dun wanna do it. dun u just hate the feeling? argh. well anyway, on to things that dun hurt so much when u think about them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im joining rproject this year with litying. we're submitting 8-10 designs to the judging panel, of which 2 are male pieces. yeah. its gonna be so fun but its so stressful thinking of the fact that the designs have got to be made and sewn and AHHH!!! haha. but hot models will be there. yay. hehe. and the designs that we've made for the guys, i absolutely love. especially the sweater thingy. yeah. so hot la pls. well anyway, thats more or less a good update about my life and times in rjc so far. seeya babes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-6039800493649128396?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/6039800493649128396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=6039800493649128396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/6039800493649128396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/6039800493649128396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2008/01/rjc.html' title='RJC.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BpWXxQeWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rlnuTmcxQp4/s72-c/BBO7+formation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-6192720321511348160</id><published>2007-11-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:20:27.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update much?</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey ppl. its been a very long while. almost 3 months. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in that time i have become 16, and i celebrated my birthday with a party at my condo function room on the day itself. all my closest frens were there and my relatives too. most of my frens were outside the function room though. only my relatives stayed inside. haha. my frens were divided into their own little groups. there was joel and the indian guys, the fabulous ppl and the rgsians. i was running all over the place, trying to entertain everyone. haiz. that was a busy night. then i cut the abso-fabu-lutely delicious belgian chocolate divine cake (yummy!). it was truly divine. awesomely chocolately and crazy. it had rum flavouring. so it rocked. and the food was great too. there was beehoon, sotong balls, curry puffs and samosas and a lot of delifrance catering too. loads of french tarts and stuff. tres tres bon. hahha. the theme was east meets west. coz of the food, basically. haha. the dress code followed suit. it was a very fun nite la. the best part was after the whole affair when i went home and chatted with my relatives till like 2am. hhaha. and i was opening my presents at the same time. all my presents were superb and i thank all of you guys for you presents. (i already did but ah... what the heck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so that's my bdae celebrations for you. it was simple i guess. but it was still a night that i wont forget. oh oh. it was called my FABULOUS sixteenth birthday btw. hahahha. my mum gave the idea for that. and i definitely need to thank my mum again and again for the fabulous party she threw for me. she worked so hard for it and it was really very sweet of her to do this for me. GO MUM!  I LOVE YOU TO BITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm. yeah. done with that. hahha. well what else can i say... my exams werent too bad i guess. i did rather well and graduated. next year im going to RJC. go me! hahha. grad day and grad nite werent too bad. i wanted to cry on grad day but didnt hahha. grad nite was awesome. it was so fun and ppl said i look divalicious haha. how cool is that. u wanna see the pics? check them out &lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/album.php?aid=21884&amp;amp;l=41e70&amp;amp;id=629003972"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on facebook. dunno if u can see it but its worth a shot anyway. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. nothing much else happened recently except for joel's birthday. i swear i was at amk hub for an hour searching for something to buy for him the day before. then i wound up buying a badge that had a cute bear on it with the words "i'll be here 4 you". haha. u gotta admit that's adorable. and choc chip cookies too. sadly they got crushed when he put it in his bag the next day. haha. i also wrote him a card that told him how much he means to me and stuff. (awwww.) JOEL U BETTER KEEP THAT CARD I TELL YOU. umm yeah. hahha. we (joel, me and senghenk) met at cineleisure for lunch on his birthday then we went to watch enchanted. to treat him for his birthday, i paid for joel's ticket. he sponsored popcorn though. hahaha. check out what he thought of the outing &lt;a href="http://hirojtys.blogspot.com/2007/11/belated-birthday.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. the movie was very nice. sweet and romantic and funny and cute and fairytale like. i totally recommend catching it. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day after i watched bratz. alone. well my mum was watching enchanted in the nearby theatre but u get it. the movie wasnt too bad la. i'd give it a 2.5/5 rating. yeah. it sorta teaches students about how just being yourself and having fun with your frens is more important than cliques and stuff. yeah. well anyway before movieland we went for some talk at nlb in tamil about indian influence in south east asia. i was bored to death man. i first went to the washroom as it was (duh) more exciting than the talk. then my mum, me and some of the ppl we had gone to penang with in june went to the tenth floor of the lib for an exhibition about the  indian influence in south east asia. yeah. it was interesting. i loved the part where there was a statue in rock on display then my mum was trying to figure out what it was for like 5 min. i went there, took 1 look at it and was like, " Mum, its a penis." she was like "oh....". hahaha. hilarious i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on that note i bid you guys bye bye. hahha. hope u enjoyed my &lt;s&gt;update&lt;/s&gt; essay. i'll (hopefully) seeya soon, biatches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-6192720321511348160?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/6192720321511348160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=6192720321511348160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/6192720321511348160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/6192720321511348160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-much.html' title='update much?'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-8721707775284224155</id><published>2007-08-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:12:40.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duff, hilary</title><content type='html'>hey all. was listening to hilary duff stranger just now. and watched the video too. just wanna say that she is just sososo super hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in her video she's clubbing and bellydancing and doing all these sexy things. i wish i had a pic to show u all but unfortunately cant find it online. and i dunno how to do the stillshot thing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's super hot la. cant get over it. i remember writing something about her when i was younger. in sec 2 or something. about her sweet sixteen thingy. *searches for the link* ah here it is. read &lt;a href="http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to find out what i thought about hilary then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise, though, that just like moi, hilary has grown up and matured into an adult. however, i am unable to get the image of the young lizzie mcguire girl out of my head. i mean, she acted in that role for so long that i just associated one with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrary to my thoughts though, i believe that she has matured into a young woman who is a role model to young girls everywhere. the brunetteness, i feel, aids me in associating her with the modern woman she is than the pathetic preteen she used to play on tv. and its mysteriously sexier too. blonde is so... inyourface. so nice move there hilary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enough talk about the hot babe (though she IS super hot). re 1000 word report thingy awaits my gracing.  see y'all later. bye babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4975397199377638448</id><published>2007-08-24T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:35:11.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry</title><content type='html'>hey all. today was a super hectic day. after school at least. i had loads to do. but before that a quick update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember all the drama that ensued my APR2? well its all over now and my mum signed the paper yesterday. she was disappointed la. and was scolding me and stuff. i got my tutor to speak to her and explain on my behalf and it was all resolved la. so yeah. trying to pull up my gpa now. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to today. i went to the gym for an hour plus after school with yao guang. senghenk, nity, joel, xiaowen and tonghui were all there too. yao and i stayed till about 2.15 coz there was french oral paper makeup lesson at 2.30 after which at 4.30 i called nity and nanda to join me for lunner (lunch+dinner) before going for poetry slam finals with them. when we arrived in school, we went to the auditorium and joel joined us there. after a while paul sim came for the thing and was seated beside me coz there werent many other seats left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think the event truly changed my perception of poetry. considering it a very dreary form of expression before this, i feel that it actually is an effective means of communication which can be fun and cheery at the same time. i think this is what they want to show by the win of the chij st nicks team 5. i personally felt that they were acting cute and were quite bimbotic if thats what the judges want to portray then so be it. after all, who am i to question their decisions? i am but a mere spectator. jokes were made and laughter shared (among us that is). my favourite poem was the one in which they slammed macs. that was superb. also st nicks i think. different team though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway. i got inspired by the function and thought up my own poem while walking back home. but before that let me describe poetry in poetic form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poetry can entertain&lt;br /&gt;it can make you feel pain&lt;br /&gt;feel sick with shame&lt;br /&gt;or play its game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poetry is life&lt;br /&gt;it is emotion&lt;br /&gt;full of drama&lt;br /&gt;and of passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;there. thats my poem about poetry. and now, below, we have my other poem.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i walk alone&lt;br /&gt;on this empty street&lt;br /&gt;i hear the cars zoom&lt;br /&gt;in the tropical heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their honks remind me&lt;br /&gt;of the birds that tweet&lt;br /&gt;i look up and realise,&lt;br /&gt;it is nighttime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds are at rest&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself&lt;br /&gt;but can we rest&lt;br /&gt;or pass the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a city that wants us&lt;br /&gt;to the the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i noe its kinda raw but im a first time writer so yeah. a little leeway pls. =) pls tag ur comments. alrite then its quite late. going to bed soon. hope y'all enjoy the poems like i enjoyed the grand slam.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/10109990-4975397199377638448?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-4236346241228530644</id><published>2007-08-10T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T21:01:41.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so im fat. whats it to you?</title><content type='html'>ok. ive had it. im sick of ppl calling me fat. i noe, ok. i bloody hell get it. i am fat, obese, overnutritioned, whatever u want to call it. but i get the fucking point ok. i AM fat. do u people think i dun look in the mirror everyday and realise it? god, gimme a break already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day im in eng stayback lesson, listening to ms johnson talk when jiahao keeps telling me that he's worried for me. for my heart and my body. and it doesnt stop there. no. he has to keep saying it till i get pissed and tell him to shut up. i couldnt even pay attention for god sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then im at the temple and this man, my mum's fren's father tells me ways to reduce cholesterol in my body. his solution: eating 2 cloves of garlic before every meal. yeah right. that'll probably only be good if i wanna keep away vampires. and my frens. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god it is so fucking annoying when everyone you noe tells u ure fat. its like, hello? I KNOW. i just wish some people would mind their own business. like i appreciate the care and concern and stuff but im taking positive steps to becoming slimmer already. im eating less, exercising more, and avoiding carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god. when i look at fat people, i empathise with them. i mean, come on. who knows, they could be like me. partaking in the saga against weight. i AM showing results btw. im slowly improving my health. i noe thats good and its encouraging me to keep going. im still fat. but at least im doing something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. the point is, if u cant say something nice to a fat person, dun say anything. just keep ur mouth shut. because it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you see, at the end of the day, its my life and i choose to live it the way i want. and i know im beautiful. so here's the question: who the fuck are you to judge me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-4236346241228530644?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4236346241228530644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=4236346241228530644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4236346241228530644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/4236346241228530644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-im-fat-whats-it-to-you.html' title='so im fat. whats it to you?'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-737093143792226795</id><published>2007-08-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:55:44.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>hey everybody. i noe i havent blogged in super long. and i think its gonna stay that way for a while. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was bored. so decided to go play on blogthings. took more than 2 quizzes but i thought these  were the most important. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 87% Bitchy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/bitchy-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, you've got a heart of steel, and you don't mind throwing out cutting insults to whomever you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know you well know not to mess with you. And those who don't know you well are plain scared of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Bitchy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popular Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/popular.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, everyone knew your name - even if you didn't know theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your still skating by on your looks and charm. Nothing wrong with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. well someone i noe posted an entry on their blog about how ppl shdnt be bitchy and all. but that matter's been settled so lets not pursue it further shall we. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. u gotta admit that 87% is quite bitchy. and naturally, popularity is my middle name so there you go. im great! hail me! thank you my adoring fans! woops sorry diva popped out. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway i went to watch simpsons movie yesterday. i'd give it a 3.5/5 rating. because of the high humour factor but marked down for the general lack of plot. but yeah. it was hilarious. i kept laughing in the movie. and my fave part: 'thank you boob lady' hehe. and where she swings her boobs from side to side and then it points homer in the correct direction. its so funny. haha. if u go watch, u'll truly enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about watching things, i was watching my school's national day &lt;s&gt;concert&lt;/s&gt; borefest yest. god it was SO bloody boring. first we have some person talking to us about racial and religious tolerance. (im sorry but youre 20 days late. racial harmony day is OVER). then you have 2 completely irrelevant performances by the guitar and militaryband. and then we have an re group with their chinese opera performance. it was so.... enriching. i was enthralled. nice job guys. and to end it all off. we had a massacre of the songs home and where i belong by our choir, raffles voices. (the first guy who sang was good. not sure if the second is from voices though...) but nabil and i truly enjoyed the singing part and sang our hearts out. haha. that was the only fun part. otherwise, like i said, it was a borefest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i got to watch yesterday. today, however, i was watching what my nation could do. on the 34 inch screen. it made me cry. and i normally dont feel things. i watched the show segment. and was actually quite bored. however, the finale is what truly made me cry. i was so proud of my nation, celebrating as one, how far we've come. the fireworks, mixed together with tunes that sporeans are familiar with. it was truly heartwarming. lots of things were running thru my mind at the time. how we're still strong after all these years, how we've progressed, how innovative we are. even the floating stadium is a remarkable achievement. at the end of the day, i believe it all boils down to pride. like a mother is proud of her son, we should be proud of singapore, the beautiful island city that we have made our own. i am proud and glad that i am sporean. and wherever i may go, this is the place i will always call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday singapore. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-737093143792226795?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/737093143792226795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=737093143792226795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/737093143792226795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/737093143792226795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-1664551698893287400</id><published>2007-06-14T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:33:19.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talentime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramafeste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='june holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang tour'/><title type='text'>hiatus much?</title><content type='html'>hey all. i realise that i havent blogged in like almost 6 months now. wow. its an achievement. anyway. a lot has happened in those six months. we won red cross talentime cultural dance, im taking part in st gabriels tamil comedy competition and dramafeste is coming soon. yay. thats the aesthetic development part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the academic development hasnt really been happening i have to say. haha. my eng and geog suck ass and i feel like kicking myself for not doing anything about it. and its the june holidays now. homework has all been chucked but nothing has been done yet. (dun tell my mum) i dunno when assignments are due and in some cases, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; assignments are due. god this is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one good thing that happened in the june hols was the penang tour that my mum and i went for with lots of other family frens. they were damn fun ppl. it was a very fulfilling tour. i experienced loads of totally cool things like the thaneermalai murugan temple and the damn long cobra and the great food at gurney drive and the global indian shopping festival at KL. yeah. totally fun. and i got some really great breathtakingly beautiful shots there. the flowers especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now back to reality. im afraid for dramafeste. i believe we have a good script and cast and everything. but as a director im still scared for the production. you know that gnawing feeling u have when youre incharge of something although youre comfortably working with someone else. youre constantly thinking, "whats gonna happen? will that work? how can i improve it?" haiz. but i hope the experience from talentime would help me out a little here. yeah. btw &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com./watch?v=XhvSQbarh9g"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s the link for the 1st prize winning talentime cultural dance. choreographed by me. hope you like it. ok you guys. its like, really late. so im gonna go to bed now yeah. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-1664551698893287400?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/1664551698893287400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=1664551698893287400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/1664551698893287400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/1664551698893287400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2007/06/hiatus-much.html' title='hiatus much?'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116739856426300365</id><published>2006-12-29T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:22:44.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut and uni day</title><content type='html'>hello. am bored. so im gonna blog. yay. today was ok la. nothing much happened. talking to 'jay' for nearly the whole day. basically, i got up, exercised, breakfasted, went to mount elizabeth with mum for her appt, ate lunch at dome paragon, went to get uniform, turned down senghenk's outing offer, went to get a haircut and came home. yeah. so now im dinnering as i blog. maggi prawn flavour. hmm.. needs pepper... *adds pepper* there. that's better. ok gonna dinner properly now. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116739856426300365?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116739856426300365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116739856426300365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116739856426300365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116739856426300365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/haircut-and-uni-day.html' title='haircut and uni day'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116732211243202561</id><published>2006-12-28T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:08:32.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing the whole day.</title><content type='html'>hey y'all! wind it up! hahha. im bored. and today was quite a waste of time at talentime. we only managed to do the first guy's part. and dean is being a good little god. he just needs to expand his actions a little more. but overall we slacked alot la. and this morn, before talentime, i went for the psl shit and ended up doing the raffles jam. quite fun la. then the spirit cheer and unite cheer and stuff. then after t-time i waited for sadikin with dean and yao guang. then yao, dean and i went for dinner at food junction. after that yao was so desperate to watch a movie that he even volunteered to sponsor my ticket and dean's. hahah. i wanted to let sadikin noe how desperate yao was so i called him only to find out he was at ljs with chris, brian and nabil. so dean, yao and i went to join them there. a little bitchiness occured, showing nabil to be a cady herren(spelling?). then i took the train with nabil and his stories of his bitch/fabulosityfits for today. i quote. "mathan, i was like, u times five." ahhaha. nabil, i dun think thats possible. im the epitomy of fabulous, darling. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;then when i got home i did 45 min on the stationary bike we have at home. haha. i feel tired. after sucha crazy day, i believe u would too. muax. seeya later, biatches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116732211243202561?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116732211243202561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116732211243202561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116732211243202561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116732211243202561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/dancing-whole-day.html' title='dancing the whole day.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116723018293324598</id><published>2006-12-27T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:36:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun nite out with 2f five</title><content type='html'>hey u guys! i wanted to blog yesternite but i just couldnt. had a massive headache and my head was throbbing like mad. then wen i woke up this morn i had to ask my mum for a panadol. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i went out with the 2f five yesternite. it was quite fun la. we met up at 6pm. well, at least i was there, at the mrtstation at 6. unlike some people. *cough* the other four *cough* so from there we went to ngee ann city seoul garden to have dinner. memorable things are the smiley woman, the plastic thingy, and dean's stubborness. the bill came to $112.55. yay. after that we went to outside cartier to take some hot shots. see them on sadikin's blog. link on the left. we had a present exchange. i got a springy thing from yiyang, a name phone charm and a piggy plush from dean/sadikin, and a NOTHING from yao guang. we're gonna hold it over ur head for a while, boy. dun worry. muahhahaha. so we went home after that la. since there wasnt much to do and the shops all closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went for a stupid psl training thingy. which i didn't actually need to go for. see, im going for red cross as a first aider. so i went la. then at lunch they said non-psls can go home. so dean and i tchao-ed. yay. o and my mum didnt close my waterbottle properly so it spilt in my bag and it was BAD. everything got wet. my bitchy pencilcase, my mini-minitoons (all my keychains) and everything. except my notebook. it was well protected. and my umbrella. but i came home and put it to dry so now everythings fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i gotta go for the psl thing again tmr and talentime dance too. so yeah. better get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116723018293324598?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116723018293324598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116723018293324598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116723018293324598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116723018293324598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-nite-out-with-2f-five.html' title='fun nite out with 2f five'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116705671698133370</id><published>2006-12-25T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:25:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>hey all. first up. a big merry christmas to all. hope u got wat u wanted and are thankful for all that u have at the moment like ur family and ur friends. well, i know i am. im surrounded by wonderful people that love me and im thankful for that. god bless all of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yest i went to jb. to my mum's fren roshini aunty's house there. her family (she has a twin sis, rajini aunty) normally goes there during holidays. she and her twin are super fabulous ladies. very loving and nice. i always love their company. so yest rajini aunty made christmas brunch AND dinner for us. it was SO delicious. especially the desserts. yummy. i had a great time there la. then we got back at ard 11+pm and i waited till it was midnight to open my presents. hahah. it was fun. then i went to sleep at ard one plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, on xmas day, i went to the temple in the morning for some prayer/ annathaanam thing. i saw latha and sutha there. during the prayers i got to wear a head dress and a garland. hehe. then i had lunch and was about to leave wen latha came and talked to me and my mum. then on our way back my mum said that latha is a very pretty girl. (go girlfren! hahax.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, thats all that happened today. but i enjoyed my xmas. it was fun. and oh yeah i still havent gotten gifts for the 2f five. i shall get them tmr. gotta ask my mum for gift ideas....&lt;br /&gt;well, cya. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116705671698133370?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116705671698133370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116705671698133370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116705671698133370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116705671698133370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116688680477545669</id><published>2006-12-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:13:24.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delf results</title><content type='html'>o yeah i forgot to say this just now. i got 83.5% for delf. do i rock or do i rock? hehe. thanks to everybody for the goodluck. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116688680477545669?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116688680477545669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116688680477545669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116688680477545669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116688680477545669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/delf-results.html' title='delf results'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116688671357567213</id><published>2006-12-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:11:53.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZEN V PLUS</title><content type='html'>hey everybody! im super happy today. my mum finally decided to get me my creative zen v plus! woohoo! my christmas list is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; complete though. i still need to get new trunks. the things i have as of the moment are: a new pillow, my zen v plus, my plush piglet, my new tees and my new specs. just one more thing. ah nevermind i can always get that next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, right now im experimenting with my player, charging it and putting the things i want to in it. how fun. yay yay yay. im elated, can u tell? hahaha. ok. i shall go let this energy out by dancing to deja vu. just like beyonce. wish me luck... xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116688671357567213?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116688671357567213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116688671357567213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116688671357567213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116688671357567213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/zen-v-plus.html' title='ZEN V PLUS'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116680765293164354</id><published>2006-12-23T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:14:12.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while</title><content type='html'>hey u guys! i havent blogged in about a lot of days. so yeah. well, i revamped my blog. and im watching mean girls right now. hahha. my msn nick right now is "im going to buy a barbie doll and call it regina george". its so hot. and i love nabil's gift to me for... christmas shall we say? hehe. its a bvlgari phone charm. thank u, nabil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as of now ive gotten most of my christmas wishlist. the new specs, the new pillow, the piglet plush. yeah. all thats missing is the creative zen v plus. boo. i SO want the zen v plus. it is such a cool thing. hmmm... hopefully, i'll save money soon enough to buy it. and i got back from kl on tue. i got a hot pink tee from a giordano there. its really hot. u'll see it if u're lucky. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. thats all i got for now. hope u enjoy my new blog and merry xmas everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116680765293164354?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116680765293164354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116680765293164354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116680765293164354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116680765293164354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-while.html' title='been a while'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116196256771610845</id><published>2006-10-27T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:23:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>danity kane is divine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.danitykane.com/images/miniDanity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 69px;" src="http://www.danitykane.com/images/miniDanity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey all. i think my title speaks for itself.  DANITY KANE is DIVINE. thank u p.diddy for discovering these goddesses of music. i just watched the final eppy of making the band 3 and it was so cool. and i love their songs. one shot has such a cheerleader tune. and want it so funky. they ROCK! im revelling in the greatness of DK. and im hyper. woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116196256771610845?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116196256771610845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116196256771610845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116196256771610845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116196256771610845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/danity-kane-is-divine.html' title='danity kane is divine'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116178615111329461</id><published>2006-10-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:29:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>hey all. im bored. totally. and the songs that have taken me by storm recently are show stopper by danity kane (my msn dp) and ring the alarm by beyonce (its SO bitchy and vengeful). i just did some hardcore dancing to ring the alarm. *pants* it was tiring but worthwhile. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got tamil back today. 74 for my paper. 16 for the letter writing to go with it. and voila. 90/120 for CT. when converted, its 75%. hooray. thats just for my CT this sem though. i got 72 for my overall . haiz. low. and im getting 73 overall for tamil. hey. at least its still an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting back papers tmr. eng, bio, tamil( i think), free period, and something. so yeah. im scared. argh i just remembered. french tmr. one more paper. badbadbad. well, wish me luck people. i shall go sleep early. big day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go, though. think about this. doesn't D.Woods from danitykane look a bit like furonda from ANTM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left: shannon, D. WOODS, aundrea, dawn, aubrey&lt;br /&gt;below: FURONDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vh1.com/shared/promoimages/bands/d/danity_kane/press06/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.vh1.com/shared/promoimages/bands/d/danity_kane/press06/281x211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_6/ice_furonda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 241px;" src="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_6/ice_furonda2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, cya later then tag ur answers pls. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116178615111329461?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116178615111329461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116178615111329461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116178615111329461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116178615111329461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116117513030553079</id><published>2006-10-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:38:50.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post CT - pre deepavali happiness</title><content type='html'>hello. im suffering from post CT happiness. yes. exams are all over today. yay. i was feeling so high i decided to help my mum change curtains in preparation for deepavali (something i would never do). and right now im dancing to a remix of ennadi raakamma courtesy of nanda. thanks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. now to evaluate my exams according to myself. (no one cares wat u think, sibi.)&lt;br /&gt;english &amp;amp; ss were ok. maths was supreme (except for 1 or 2 questions). dun wanna talk about geog. bio was divine except for a couple of questions. so yeah. overall exams were ok la. just the results are scary thats all. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'all u crazy people come on jump around!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahx. sorry lyric outburst. (ive been influenced by nate. how sad. my bimboticity quotient has increased. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to nelly furtado's maneater, danity kane's showstopper and cassie's me and you. i love the tunes. especially me and u. its so... hm hm hm hmhm. nvm if u dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided to get jlo's love at first glow for my mum for her birthday. yay. its a divine scent go smell it if u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deepavali goodies for this year include: murukku (duh! wats deepavali without it?), achu murukku, vanilla cake, sugi cake, wajed, nei urundai, athirasam (which has no centre hole), kueh tart, kueh mahmur and random chocolate covered biscuits. so yeah. i bet im gonna put on all that i lost with my diet. how.... disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: i bet the donut was inspired by the vadais and the athirasams. hehe. think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all for today. see you later. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116117513030553079?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116117513030553079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116117513030553079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116117513030553079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116117513030553079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-ct-pre-deepavali-happiness_18.html' title='post CT - pre deepavali happiness'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116117164546652569</id><published>2006-10-18T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:40:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post CT - pre deepavali happiness</title><content type='html'>hello. im suffering from post CT happiness. yes. exams are all over today. yay. i was feeling so high i decided to help my mum change curtains in preparation for deepavali (something i would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; do). and right now im dancing to a remix of ennadi raakamma courtesy of nanda. thanks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. now to evaluate my exams according to myself. (no one cares wat u think, sibi.)&lt;br /&gt;english &amp;amp; ss were ok. maths was supreme (except for 1 or 2 questions). dun wanna talk about geog. bio was divine except for a couple of questions. so yeah. overall exams were ok la. just the results are scary thats all. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'all u crazy people come on jump around!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahx. sorry lyric outburst. (ive been influenced by nate. how sad. my bimboticity quotient has increased. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to nelly furtado's maneater, danity kane's showstopper and cassie's me and you. i love the tunes. especially me and u. its so... hm hm hm hmhm. nvm if u dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided to get jlo's love at first glow for my mum for her birthday. yay. its a divine scent go smell it if u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deepavali goodies for this year include: murukku (duh! wats deepavali without it?), achu murukku, vanilla cake, sugi cake, wajed, nei urundai, athirasam (which has no centre hole), kueh tart, kueh mahmur and random chocolate covered biscuits. so yeah. i bet im gonna put on all that i lost with my diet. how.... disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: i bet the donut was inspired by the vadais and the athirasams. hehe. think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all for today. see you later. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116117164546652569?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116117164546652569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116117164546652569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116117164546652569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116117164546652569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-ct-pre-deepavali-happiness.html' title='post CT - pre deepavali happiness'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116083048444505328</id><published>2006-10-14T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:54:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging chem or everything else but that?</title><content type='html'>hello. im jealous of my cousin. it seems people say that he looks more like my mum than me. how evil. she's MY mum! MINE, u hear me? hhahahax. i guess its just cause i look more like my dad than mum. but still... she's my mum..... heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also did something stupid today. while studying chem with senghenk at nlb today, i did this whole really long calculation only to turn to the answer page and realise i could've just divided it by 2. argh. how stupid. but today was fun la. nlb study lounge, bitching, listening to music, eating cheesecake and tiramisu cake and also... *thinks* o yeah. studying chem. heheh. forgot that. thanks for the fun today, senghenk. and the accompaniment to buy a card for my mum. (i just felt like telling her how much i appreciate her. aren't i a good boy? but seriously, she does a lot for me and it wouldnt hurt me to appreciate that once in a while, would it?) so yeah. today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. seeya. dun wanna blog too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116083048444505328?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116083048444505328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116083048444505328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116083048444505328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116083048444505328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/mugging-chem-or-everything-else-but.html' title='mugging chem or everything else but that?'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116082899711470489</id><published>2006-10-14T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:29:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more quizzes</title><content type='html'>hello! i took another 10 quizzes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, im completely sinful. here's proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 211, 145);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 100%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 69%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You'll die from overexertion. *wink*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahax. 100% lust huh? maybe i'll go to hell and screw the devil. hehe. 69. wat a HOT number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Theme Song is Oops I Did It Again by Britney Spears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/oops-i-did-it-again.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It might seem like a crush&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't mean that I'm serious"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaker, superflirt, player... you've been called all of those.&lt;br /&gt;You're not that innocent, and you know that you have a super sexy vibe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahax. me? *blinks innocently*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Good Karma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/good-karma.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you like to do the right thing when it comes to others.&lt;br /&gt;Your caring personality really shines through.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you have your moments of weakness - and occasionally act out.&lt;br /&gt;But, all in all, you're karma is good... even with those few dark spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/"&gt;How's Your Karma?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(248, 139, 139);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(167, 206, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats different from wat u guys said yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(205, 222, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely an Only Child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/only-child.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit theyre right. i AM an only child. and my mum's a radio announcer. how coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hair Should Be White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/white.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classy, stylish, and eloquent.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classy, stylish and eloquent, huh? funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elektra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/elektra.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no superhero with more style than you.&lt;br /&gt;Because who could beat being sexy assasin ninja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/"&gt;What Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 88% Feminine, 12% Masculine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/gender-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally in touch with your feminine side.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you are a very typical woman.&lt;br /&gt;And if you're a guy, then you're just super sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/"&gt;Are You Masculine or Feminine?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sensitive is right. and this corresponds with my brain gender thingy. coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Those who like you have well refined tastes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOW everyone will like me. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Group Gossip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/group-gossip.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your friends...&lt;br /&gt;And you love to talk smack about them&lt;br /&gt;And frankly, you just love to talk in general&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely the one to go to for the dirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. wat a gossip queen i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats about it. i gotta go down and help my mum carry stuff. seeya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116082899711470489?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116082899711470489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116082899711470489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116082899711470489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116082899711470489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-quizzes.html' title='more quizzes'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116074157058256254</id><published>2006-10-13T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:12:50.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quizzes (part 2)</title><content type='html'>hey. sorry the things are too big yeah. guess u guys will just have to live with it. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 93% Impulsive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/impulsive-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beyond impulsive. You're wild, rash, and totally unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;And while your friends love your party persona, it's disconcerting that you're always ready for a  good time.&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down a little. While you aren't missing out on fun, you are missing out on the rest of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/"&gt;Are You Impulsive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh fine, be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Left Brained, 55% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narcissist is true. im also easily excited by many things. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Drama Queen (or King)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/drama.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the oscar goes to... you!&lt;br /&gt;You're all about overreacting and just plain acting.&lt;br /&gt;You see the world as your stage, and give a great performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you're friends may find you entertaining at times...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's secretly hoping that you'll just chill a little.&lt;br /&gt;(But they'd never tell you - they fear your wrath!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/"&gt;Are You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear my wrath, minions. muahahhahaha. like, nanda said. maybe i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; cut down on the overexclamation. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2006 Summer Anthem Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/prom.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/songs/promiscuous.php"&gt;Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm only trying to get inside your brain&lt;br /&gt;To see if you can work me the way you say&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I got something that you might like"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/"&gt;What's Your 2006 Summer Anthem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love that song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that they are so right is freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Sex Pot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/sex-pot.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradionally known as a "siren", "rake", or "femme fatale." You exude sensuality.&lt;br /&gt;And while your sexiness is part of what makes you an incredible seducer...&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to make others feel sexy is what really makes your seduction skills shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people don't feel attractive or desired enough - a need which you tap into.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ultimate sex appeal, and getting attention from you is a total self esteem boost.&lt;br /&gt;Your confidence is contagious, and you help others unleash their own sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sex pot seduction skills are so intoxicating that you can get away with... well, almost murder.&lt;br /&gt;Lovers feel like your sensuality is in your blood, so it's only natural if you flirt a little.&lt;br /&gt;And if you stray, that might be okay as well - as long as you make your lover still feel hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhax. anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 87% Female, 13% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the brain of a girly girl&lt;br /&gt;Which isn't a bad thing at all&lt;br /&gt;You're emphatetic, caring, and in tune with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;You're a good friend and give great advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o great. it used to be 80% female only. i need testosterone transplants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Attitude is Better than 55% of the Population&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/attitude-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a positive attitude... sometimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/"&gt;How's Your Attitude?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, something about my own horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 53% Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Virgo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. just halfway there. gotta work on it. hehe. and my french name is clement laurent. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. thats it for today. see y'all later. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116074157058256254?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116074157058256254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116074157058256254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116074157058256254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116074157058256254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-quizzes-part-2.html' title='random quizzes (part 2)'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116073904274889057</id><published>2006-10-13T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:30:42.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quizzes (part 1)</title><content type='html'>hey u guys, i took these quizzes on this webbie. so yeah. these are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 83% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beyond vain. Besides being obsessed with your looks, you're obsessed with everyone else's looks.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you look amazing. But you also need to be fabulous on the inside to be truly attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me i bring vain to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 93% Open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that you're comfortable in your own skin would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;You're very into yourself, and you love to tell everybody everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;While you may have the makings of the next Oprah, it's likely that people sometimes tune you out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u, miss oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high level of emotion. This can mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; passion, but it can also mean rage.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll stick to surgeon, thank u very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/hung-up.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947971&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;Hung Up&lt;/a&gt; by Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be rockin' in the New Year in your croch-o-tard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true. it used to be one of my fave songs, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(212, 225, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Extroversion Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbe2fe"&gt;Assertiveness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e2e4fd"&gt;Friendliness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eae5fc"&gt;Activity Level: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1e6fb"&gt;Cheerfulness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8e8fa"&gt;Sociability: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe9f9"&gt;Excitement Seeking: Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howextrovertedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Extroverted Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey im more sociable than that ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Lust Quotient: 89%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/lust-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lust is totally out of control. You definitely have let your animal instincts take over.&lt;br /&gt;And while your unbridled desire is attractive to some, most people see you as a bit of a freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Lust Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badbadbad me. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy naughty BITCHY me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Envy Quotient: 98%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/envy-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely green with envy, and it's not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes envious people really feel like their lives aren't anything to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, your life is probably fine as is. The only thing to be ashamed of is your petty jealousy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Envy Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT envy has been pretty. remember naima?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_4/sin_naima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 377px;" src="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_4/sin_naima.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Musical Tastes Match: Jennifer Garner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/jennifer-garner.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.454939221&amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See her whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;What Celebrity Matches Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/really-normal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as the normal amount of normal&lt;br /&gt;You're like most people most of the time&lt;br /&gt;But you've got those quirks that make you endearing&lt;br /&gt;You're unique, yes... but not frighteningly so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/dark-purple.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think.&lt;br /&gt;And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Purple Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Look At Me Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/look-at-me-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pics, blog drama, whatever it takes to get traffic.&lt;br /&gt;You're notorious ... either loved or hated by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such an attention seeker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 78% Selfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/selfish-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put your own needs first, figuring if you don't take care of yourself, who will?&lt;br /&gt;While this is a good philosophy to have, it wouldn't hurt you to be a tad more giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Selfish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat an evil bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres more. next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116073904274889057?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116073904274889057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116073904274889057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116073904274889057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116073904274889057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-quizzes-part-1_13.html' title='random quizzes (part 1)'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116073903020582639</id><published>2006-10-13T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:30:30.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quizzes (part 1)</title><content type='html'>hey u guys, i took these quizzes on this webbie. so yeah. these are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 83% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beyond vain. Besides being obsessed with your looks, you're obsessed with everyone else's looks.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you look amazing. But you also need to be fabulous on the inside to be truly attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me i bring vain to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 93% Open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that you're comfortable in your own skin would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;You're very into yourself, and you love to tell everybody everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;While you may have the makings of the next Oprah, it's likely that people sometimes tune you out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u, miss oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high level of emotion. This can mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; passion, but it can also mean rage.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll stick to surgeon, thank u very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/hung-up.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947971&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;Hung Up&lt;/a&gt; by Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every little thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hung up on you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be rockin' in the New Year in your croch-o-tard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true. it used to be one of my fave songs, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(212, 225, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Extroversion Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbe2fe"&gt;Assertiveness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e2e4fd"&gt;Friendliness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eae5fc"&gt;Activity Level: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1e6fb"&gt;Cheerfulness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8e8fa"&gt;Sociability: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe9f9"&gt;Excitement Seeking: Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howextrovertedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Extroverted Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey im more sociable than that ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Lust Quotient: 89%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/lust-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lust is totally out of control. You definitely have let your animal instincts take over.&lt;br /&gt;And while your unbridled desire is attractive to some, most people see you as a bit of a freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Lust Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badbadbad me. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy naughty BITCHY me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Envy Quotient: 98%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/envy-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely green with envy, and it's not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; pretty!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes envious people really feel like their lives aren't anything to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, your life is probably fine as is. The only thing to be ashamed of is your petty jealousy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Envy Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT envy has been pretty. remember naima?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_4/sin_naima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 377px;" src="http://us.tv1.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com/images/he/photo/tv_pix/upn/america_s_next_top_model_4/sin_naima.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Musical Tastes Match: Jennifer Garner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/jennifer-garner.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.454939221&amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See her whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcelebritymatchesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;What Celebrity Matches Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/really-normal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as the normal amount of normal&lt;br /&gt;You're like most people most of the time&lt;br /&gt;But you've got those quirks that make you endearing&lt;br /&gt;You're unique, yes... but not frighteningly so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/dark-purple.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think.&lt;br /&gt;And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Purple Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Look At Me Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/look-at-me-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pics, blog drama, whatever it takes to get traffic.&lt;br /&gt;You're notorious ... either loved or hated by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such an attention seeker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 78% Selfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/selfish-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put your own needs first, figuring if you don't take care of yourself, who will?&lt;br /&gt;While this is a good philosophy to have, it wouldn't hurt you to be a tad more giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howselfishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Selfish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat an evil bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres more. next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116073903020582639?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116073903020582639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116073903020582639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116073903020582639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116073903020582639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-quizzes-part-1.html' title='random quizzes (part 1)'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116056740647611023</id><published>2006-10-11T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:50:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lostandfound lunch / ANTM</title><content type='html'>hey all. today was such a fun day. nabil was completely bonkers! here's wat he did. first, he was dying about kayne gillaspie from project runway, then he started hitting me wen i got 4 4.0s for my CA. then he started dying about kayne again and then he started to talk about how cute parishilton was in her new video for nothing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the first chem (we had double), nabil was freaking out about a caterpillar that he flicked off his lap. then senghenk decided to be a good slut/activist from johntucker and save the lil guy (the caterpillar, not nabil). during recess we were dying about our gpas and during second chem we were talking like shawnchua (which is quite funky)  and i even asked mrsyau a question in that voice. then i became ashanti from johntucker and senghenk was karen from meangirls. hahahx. soon after, nabil was kayne-ing again and hitting me cause he was being paranoid abt everything i said about his k-obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was the funnest. we were having our own version of ANTM. hahahx. nabil was the judges/ tyra and senghenk and i were the models. nabil was saying stuff like, i have two girls standing in front of me. furonda, the judges think ure extremely ugly but artistic. leslie, thank you miss so you think you can dance Huh? hahahx. i noe it doesnt exactly make sense but its funny. then he looked down at his papers for so long and then i was like, oh for god's sakes, tell us already. then i strutted off and he screamed after me like tyra screamed at tiffany from cycle 4. haahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. it was a major bitch session the whole day. sorry i didnt record for u, nat. hehe. but today was super fun. and o yeah. i left my lunch in nanda's class during lunch (2+pm) and was complaining that it was lost until sibi found it at 4.30. yay. i rock. so yeah. funness. thanks for the amusement, nabil and senghenk. i love u bitches. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116056740647611023?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116056740647611023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116056740647611023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116056740647611023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116056740647611023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/lostandfound-lunch-antm.html' title='a lostandfound lunch / ANTM'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116049501997932094</id><published>2006-10-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:43:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid quotes from moi</title><content type='html'>hey all. i have said 2 extremely stupid things in the recent weeks. first of all, there is the MSG zone story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on 29/9 i went to pastamania with nanda and sibi to have lunch. they have this board there which says 'no MSG zone' which means no monosodium glutamate zone. i read it, then thinking about wen i couldnt sms there, said, 'no wonder you cant sms here... it says no message zone!' an awkard silence to take in the stupidity then 3-5 min of laughter from nanda and sibi.&lt;br /&gt;it was only after they told me did i realise it was monosodium glutamate. hhahax. genuine stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, today, i said something stupid too. only not as stupid as msg zone. it went like this.&lt;br /&gt;sibi: my fren once had a slipdisk (or something like that).&lt;br /&gt;*Get ready for the flash of idiocy*&lt;br /&gt;me: really? but, cant u like, slip it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another quote, (much randomer but still said by me) : waitwaitwait. i think my brain is trying to generate something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i think my IQ is decreasing or something. aiyah whatever la. im tired. better turn in. nites. muax, honeys. (i still havent mugged. help me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116049501997932094?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116049501997932094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116049501997932094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116049501997932094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116049501997932094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-quotes-from-moi.html' title='stupid quotes from moi'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-116038481859250806</id><published>2006-10-09T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:06:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELF dilemma</title><content type='html'>hey all. its been long, aint it? haahx. ok. well, alots been going on in my life. but too much to blog about. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, this morn i heard from rajeev that DELF (winter session) signup was closing tmr. but in my rush, i heard it as TODAY. so after sch, during which i had philo, freeperiod, BIO (closest frens noe why its in caps), math, geog and freeperiod (mrsalbar wasnt here),  i went to alliance francaise (where tantrashakthi happened) and signed up for DELF. it cost me $65 + $1 for 2 envelopes and 2 stamps. but before i got to AF, i went to little india to kepo my mum to get the $65 as i din have enuf money. yeah. and after that, she made me come back home instead of going to bishan to meet nanda and sibi. yeah. so teh problem was, i went from bishan to little india, then to newton, then 2 my mum's office at mediacorp to drop her off and then to yck where i stay. so yeah.  the lesson: all this could have been avoided if i had my nets card which i lost together with my wallet. haiz. therefore, one should always have a nets card with him. hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now. i recently found out about this show called Queer As Folk. its super funky. it revolves around the lives of 5 gay men, one of them a teen who had sex with one of the older guys and soon after becomes one of them. yeah. it also talks about the lives of a lesbian couple and their baby. the show speaks abt the views of parents with gay kids, from finding out to being proud of their child's sexual orientation. yeah. its a really cool show. check it out if u have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ive run out of time. seeya soon, yeah? toodles. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-116038481859250806?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/116038481859250806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=116038481859250806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116038481859250806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/116038481859250806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/10/delf-dilemma.html' title='DELF dilemma'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115797517442021271</id><published>2006-09-11T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:46:14.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>experiments</title><content type='html'>hello. i decided to test out a hypothesis that even if i do or dun do my last minute homework for the 1st day after sch hol, the piece of hw wont be collected. i noe it sounds dumb. turns out i was WRONG. now i need to rush a book review for english and i dun have a book to begin with. how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive also decided to go on a diet of quakeroats smoresflavored nutribars. as in, i'll eat one for recess and one for lunch. for breakfast and dinner i'll eat normally. i'll do this till i lose weight. hopefully this works. inspiration from mean girls. just watched the movie. SO fun. totally. especially the part "is butter a carb?" "yes". hahhax. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also need a deprivation of keratin ie i need to cut my nails and my hair. hmm.. wonder if any hairdresser offers manicure services. hahahx. and oyeah my karithundu bkreview is done. speaking of books, i gotta go research on a book now. seeya later. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115797517442021271?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115797517442021271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115797517442021271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115797517442021271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115797517442021271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/09/experiments.html' title='experiments'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115721727293026032</id><published>2006-09-03T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:14:32.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7G rainbow colony</title><content type='html'>hey there. i just watched 7g rainbow colony on vasantham. its such a sad film. soniagarwal dies and the hero (dunno his name) lives on in her memory. awww. its really quite a sad film. ok. i noe this' a super short post. i better go sleep now, though. i have sales later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115721727293026032?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115721727293026032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115721727293026032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115721727293026032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115721727293026032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/09/7g-rainbow-colony.html' title='7G rainbow colony'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115625773923705368</id><published>2006-08-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:42:19.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem</title><content type='html'>hey all. i was feeling bored n so decided to let y'all read a rap-poem i wrote in sec 1. it goes like this. no title yet. if u guys have ideas, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sittin' by myself&lt;br /&gt;by the lakeside&lt;br /&gt;when this girl came by&lt;br /&gt;and gave a little 'hi!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her to get&lt;br /&gt;in the car&lt;br /&gt;so i could bring her&lt;br /&gt;oh so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i brought her here,&lt;br /&gt;i brought her there.&lt;br /&gt;but she said she wants to go&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we,&lt;br /&gt;reached this dome&lt;br /&gt;then she thanked me for the ride and went&lt;br /&gt;into her home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked when we could&lt;br /&gt;meet again&lt;br /&gt;i got,&lt;br /&gt;'maybe tomorrow in the country plain'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went there,&lt;br /&gt;lookin my best&lt;br /&gt;little did i know,&lt;br /&gt;i'd be put to the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she came towards me&lt;br /&gt;with a pretty little smile&lt;br /&gt;and i thought&lt;br /&gt;'it'll be all worthwhile'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when that beauty&lt;br /&gt;dressed in red&lt;br /&gt;came by my side&lt;br /&gt;here's what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i know you loved me,&lt;br /&gt;through and through.&lt;br /&gt;but don't you know boy?&lt;br /&gt;i never loved you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world came crashing&lt;br /&gt;down upon me&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;except to flee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got in my car&lt;br /&gt;and drove far away&lt;br /&gt;from the sun and the moon&lt;br /&gt;and the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. rap-poem over. ok. remember to tell me if u guys have any ideas 4 a title. i got 9/10 for this, btw. (thanks mrs chan!) she also said she likes my last stanza and i quote "a sad, but nice ending" hahax. ok. bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115625773923705368?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115625773923705368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115625773923705368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115625773923705368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115625773923705368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/poem.html' title='a poem'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115574195521943490</id><published>2006-08-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:25:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nail buffer story</title><content type='html'>ok. u ppl noe i use a buffing set rite? today, during math dmp during which ms cho made us do sudoku ( which i COMPLETELY detest coz its juz SO dumb), i got bored. this is the convo that ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: geeva, this is the point i take out my nail buffer and start buffing.&lt;br /&gt;*i take buffer out* (its a block and not the ruler type) *ms cho walks to us*&lt;br /&gt;ms cho: wat's that?&lt;br /&gt;me: nail buffer&lt;br /&gt;ms cho: for what?&lt;br /&gt;me: to buff nails. (DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;ms cho: (in an exasperated tone) mathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahx. it was so funny. the 'for what' part especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamil dmp was fun. we got to go down to the conty even. rafi n thiru were there. i went in and was like, HI! thiru was like, wats going on today? then i explained i came with sch to see newsroom which btw is SUPER boring. n yeah. then we went to sch. stupid sibi made us walk a 1000 miles to the traffic light coz he din wanna cross the overhead bridge. haiz... we took 156 and got to sch. how appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during rc, royce got me and dean together to talk about who shd be main platoon mentor for epsilon. i was like, it shd be u, u do so much to dean. he was like, but u have better bond and stuff. then dean was all, he has less commitments in rc. i was like, yeah, i do. so yeah. im now main platoon mentor for epsilon. dean, u still gotta do stuff ah. its a shared responsibility. n teh reason royce wanted to tok to us together is coz we're pretty much similar in duties. hahahx and the fact that he read the incapable post on my blog on 26 july. well, i was really feeling low at that point. and thanks royce and dean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i better go now. bye. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115574195521943490?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115574195521943490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115574195521943490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115574195521943490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115574195521943490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/nail-buffer-story.html' title='the nail buffer story'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115565437694859713</id><published>2006-08-15T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:06:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pussycat dolls and career whut?</title><content type='html'>hey again. there was this highly random announcement in sch today.  they played the remixed doncha then said something random, like career guidance week or something. umm... relevance?? are they telling people to go be professional sluts or something? i guess we need to wait and see, don't we? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115565437694859713?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115565437694859713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115565437694859713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115565437694859713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115565437694859713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/pussycat-dolls-and-career-whut.html' title='pussycat dolls and career whut?'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115565401400723622</id><published>2006-08-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:00:14.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>portfolio and report done</title><content type='html'>hello. YAY. i just finished my 60+ page re portfolio. yay. its so thick (i know it sounds wrong). i shall bind at sch photocopy shop tmr. if that doesnt work out, there's always the random photocopy shop near the clinic. report was finished yest. nabil did most of it. thank u, nabil. we love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, dmp started with mr n.s. narayanan conducting a discussion with us during which i was falling asleep n dropping my glasses and shatting about. hahax. n tomorrow we're going to oli 96.8 fm's newsroom to noe more about tamil journalism. we're supposed to be at teh reception at 8.15 but before that we're meeting at moelc macs to have breakfast. hahax. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished printing. hooray. now to put it all together. then i go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya. we had math today. i was completely lost. logic and paradoxes? like, whut? i shall try to understand the rest of the lesson la. if not, geeva would explain it to me. hahahx. no. seriously. he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my tamil compo, it can go die. coz i dun care ready. knowing jax, i dun think he does either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im bored. random picture moment. voila.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/j8%20sales3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/320/j8%20sales3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think i look really good in this pic. even latha says so. no one cares about sibi. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. i shall tchao now. bye. muax, ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115565401400723622?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115565401400723622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115565401400723622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115565401400723622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115565401400723622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/portfolio-and-report-done.html' title='portfolio and report done'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115536027162966565</id><published>2006-08-12T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T13:24:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$100 and a gold locket</title><content type='html'>hey gorgeous-es. im blogging actually coz geeva told me to. he's at national camp now and he was telling me 'i wanna c ur blog updated wen i get back from nat camp on sun, 13/8.' so yeah. an update. hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell u guys? i was chosen 2 emcee an indian classical dance prog in french. SO hot. i got to have some white wine after the show on sat along with this quiche which was just SO good. the organiser gave me $100 and a 1.81g gold locket with ganesh and lakshmi pictures. yeah. that was cool. i also got to speak with the 1st councellor of the french embassy. he said the french was really good. the pronounciation and all. of course, the translation credit goes to monsieur quenot, my french teacher. otherwise, its all my doing. *beams with pride*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sujun's bdae party on nat day ie 9/8. it was fun, nice to see all my french immersion frens again. it seems sujun's bdae is actually on 16/8. haahs. anw, happy bdae, sujun. thanks for calling &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiyang's concert yest was fun. at least, after it was over. hahahs. in teh second half, sadikin, dean n yao were sleeping while i was smsing latha n nabil. hahhas. sorry yang. frankly speaking, the pieces were rather anti-climatic. the encore after the encore? like, hello?! people wanna go home and/or have dinner leh. but the 1st half was ok la. at least u had fun. n sorry we din bring ya anything. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... talentime's coming up soon. im thinking of suggesting the song milkshake to royce for the dance. not sure abt the script though. royce, are u writing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. i'll catch y'all later. bye. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115536027162966565?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115536027162966565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115536027162966565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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madonna. whether she's a controversial pop diva or if she's a compassionate soul. duh, she's the former. as for tamil katturai, i'll do it tmr since its due on the first lesson of the week, ie tuesday. yay. n i finished my chem assn during tuition, along with studying for bio prac. but i have math shit left to complete. the shittiness. should i do it now? my mum's already nagging. boo. ah, heck care la. worse comes to worse, copy in the morn. shawn neo, u better lemme copy. n speaking of him, we have arranged to do the chem perf task aft sch on wed. im actually telling u all this coz its for my own reference. wat doesnt go in my notebook goes in here. hahax. ok. im starting to crap. n o yeah. no rc training this week. except for hike on friday. but that ought to be fun. ok. i shall go sleep now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115427875337495149?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115423948386054542</id><published>2006-07-30T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T14:07:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so little time</title><content type='html'>i refer to the title song of so little time, the series starring mk n ashley olsen. its goes, 'so little time, so much to do, i'd rather spend my days with u.' i can totally relate. right now, i have so much work due tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng: acad paper&lt;br /&gt;higher tamil: katturai on thathuva paadalgal (wtf? wat a STUPID title)&lt;br /&gt;chem: chem assn on volumetric analysis, chem perf task (SHAWN NEO!)&lt;br /&gt;bio: bio lab prac (which i havent studied for)&lt;br /&gt;math: the graphmatica worksheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, ive another song to relate to. no sleep tonite by molly mcqueen. its a wonderful song. the reason i can relate? well, basically, its coz i wont be sleeping tonight. also, ive a good mind to pon sch tmr. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now, to cooler, happier parts of my life. i got a swarovski studded watch from fila that my mum got for me. orig price was $159. my mum got it for $109. i noe. its SO cool. i need to change the strap though. it looks fake with the plastic. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was swarna finals. i got a prize for 1st in debate. teh concert was quite good overall. juz that it ended a bit too late. i got home at 11.45. n thats coz my uncle dropped me off. so yeah. n the drama by st andrews was superb. it had the whole dramatic feel. they deserved top prize. we got second, though. n im ashamed of teh quality u guys performed with. no makeup, no proper props watsoever. tsktsk. but rama getting best actor was good la. congrats. wen i was congrtulating the st andrews guys, one of them was like, *stops hand in mid-shake* 'hey, u're bamah balakrishnan's son, right.' then im like, 'yeah. thats me. congrats. u guys did very well.' his face was like,'woah, celeb's son.' hahahx. so yeah. happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes. we got challenge trophy too. hooray. our first challenge trophy this year. im proud to be a part of this. my uncle's family was there. mainly coz my aunt is the teacher i/c of indian dance in mayflower sec. he gave me a lift back home yest. thanks, mama. on the way back, me n shalu were toking about how rihanna's albums and songs are all experimental. hello? reggae (pon de replay), rnb (unfaithful) n pop (SOS)? its all so diverse. maybe she's jus trying to find out which genre she does best. well good luck, girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i better get down to work. too much to do. maybe i'll get an extension for chem project since shawn is chem rep n im one of her suck up students. hehe. bye. muax.&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='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115391848267781188</id><published>2006-07-26T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:54:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incapable</title><content type='html'>i've been having this feeling within me since i was sitting there in the avt, waiting for the library agm to start. i was watching sadikin walk around, multitasking. at that moment, i realised what a difference we were. he was a successful prefect, library vice-head, who knows, he's probably in the scouts exco too. then i thought about myself. wat had i accomplished over these 2 1/2 yrs? in icc, i'll prolly have an exco position. in library, im still a 'pupil librarian', in rp, im a normal member, in red cross, im a platoon mentor. a lousy one at that too. dean's doing all the work, making me feel lost and guilty at the same time. i feel lousy. wats the point of joining so many ccas if i cant have a proper role in even one of them? great. now i feel lousier. im typing this wen im supposed to be doing my french script or my french hw or my acad paper. damnit. my life sucks right now. i was on the verge of having a breakdown in the avt juz now. n sadikin, i wasnt feeling bored wen u came n sat next to me, no. i was feeling this incapability. like a failure to myself, my hope, my dreams. still, among all this misery, i have one person i can count on. i think ive found my guardian angel. always there to cheer me up, make me feel good about myself. thank u, latha. god bless u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115391848267781188?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115391848267781188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115391848267781188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115391848267781188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115391848267781188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/incapable.html' title='incapable'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115287598569089800</id><published>2006-07-14T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:19:45.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digicam in sch = madness.</title><content type='html'>hey. this post is actually for yest. they say pics speak a thousand words. but first, i need to tell u the scenario. i have to attend sch, third lang, then go back to sch, wait for nabil, then go on the train to marina square (city hall) then meet our re mentor from citibank. so here goes. n there will be short commentaries between each batch of pics. lets begin, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nabil and i having fun with the cam before sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;during recess. with the tamil guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new geog teacher mssharonwok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my bitch pencilcase. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before we went to macs for lunch where i had a large icelemontea and an apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my french teacher m.jean-christophequenot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n nabil on the train to city hall. im sleeping. lol. thats shawnlee's arm, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in swensens where jimmy gave us a treat. he's the one sitting opposite me. n he is so cool. he brought us for ice cream aft that. 95% fat-free somemore. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my belgian chocolate ice-cream. mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/firstjimmymeeting%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/200/firstjimmymeeting%20023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats abt it. so yeah. have fun. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115287598569089800?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115287598569089800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115287598569089800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115287598569089800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115287598569089800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/digicam-in-sch-madness.html' title='digicam in sch = madness.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115262996025693829</id><published>2006-07-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:59:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funfunfun</title><content type='html'>today was a really fun day. i learnt in the morn that my french teacher m.quenot appeared in the news. yest evening. so cool. if im not wrong, he said 'after zidane got kicked/sent off, i stopped believing.' haahx. speaking of zidane, i take back wat i said. materazzi deserved wat zidane did 2 him. he called zidane a 'dirty terrorist' and his mom a prostitute for crying out loud! currently, my msn msgr nick is 'zidane, wat u did was right. he deserved it.' which pretty much sums it up. yay. go zizou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in french class, the gep guys re-enacted the zidane headbutt as m.quenot walked in. all very well planned. it was funny. another fun thing abt today was that i had 2 lab pracs. for chem, it was during the 2nd half of the lesson n the whole of bio. we were cutting up leaves and shat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funkiest thing that happened today, though was us listening to my mp3 player in class by plugging it into the projector's 'audio out' wire and listening to the songs thru the class speakers. luckily, ms sim wasn't next door or she'd have slaughtered us. hahahx. yay. that was super fun. we were all mugging bio. we thought there was gonna be a test during bio. but NO, there wasnt any. its postponed to god-noes-when. reason for postponing: coz not everybody noes that there was supposed to be a test. boo. all that mugging for nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of mugging, i have a math ta tmr which i havent mugged for. not cool. n i wanna sleep now. i gotta make-up time for sleeping at 1 am yest because i was doing my english speech. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. imma hit the sack. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115262996025693829?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115262996025693829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115262996025693829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115262996025693829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115262996025693829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/funfunfun.html' title='funfunfun'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115254398734758795</id><published>2006-07-10T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:06:27.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor baby</title><content type='html'>gabby from desperate housewives (eva longoria) loses her baby to that slut of a mother libby. wat a c*i b*i she is. literally. the whore. poor gabby. she was all crying and 'noooooo'-ing. it brought tears to my eyes. hmmm... sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now theyre starting teh encore of this morn's match. boo. read my review below. k. i guess ive blogged enough for today. cy'all. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115254398734758795?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115254398734758795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115254398734758795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115254398734758795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115254398734758795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/poor-baby.html' title='poor baby'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115254053666971713</id><published>2006-07-10T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:08:56.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DMP registration. headache? huge one.</title><content type='html'>omg. dmp (differentiated module programme) was a total piece of crap. totally. although my attempts seemed to be quite smooth, there were one or 2 hiccups that were completely annoying. first of all, the portal is super slow. second of all, there was the message saying there were too many concurrent connections at once. SUPER annoying. i had to click back then refresh. that same action i did abt a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of all this hardship, there's one good thing. guess who's in all of my courses? geeva. yay. so fun. we'll prolly bitch about in all. the thing is, he's in all my courses but im not in all of his. so sad. ah but it'll be fun for the most part. the most important thing is that we got wat we wanted. except for eng. coz the course we wanted juz couldnt fit in. boo. well, desperate housewives is starting. gotta go. n here's my timetable in case u guys wanna take a look. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/dmp%20thingy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/320/dmp%20thingy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115254053666971713?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115254053666971713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115254053666971713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115254053666971713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115254053666971713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/dmp-registration-headache-huge-one.html' title='DMP registration. headache? huge one.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115253930407554032</id><published>2006-07-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:48:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the final. finally.</title><content type='html'>hey there. this world cup final was so dumb i dunno where to start. ok. so i do. ZIDANE. this french player made me change sides halfway thru the game. his moronic action of headbutting the italian player materazzi was so unbelievably stupid! does he realise that he cost france the world cup? lets say he did stay in the game. he'd have prolly done some good by scoring a goal or 2 in the penalty shootout. boo you zidane. still, if it offers some form of comfort, u played really well otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, we have barthez ie french goalkeeper. i think he might have lost &lt;s&gt;some&lt;/s&gt; alot of hope towards the end that he died while goalkeeping. moreover, i dun think he was much of a match against italy's buffon (the nice guy that consoled zizou (zidane) aft the match) who managed to block at least 1 goal during penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason italy won was coz well, they had a good team. henry didn't exactly get sent out on their side, did he? also, they din play too rough. les bleus, from wat i saw, were rather rowdy and all. hmm. so much for french elegance. weird though, i actually predicted the score to be 1 all wen the game is supposed to end (@ 90min.). hmmm.. maybe im psychic. hahax. well, thats all i gotta say abt teh final of fifa world cup '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i stayed up to watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115253930407554032?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115253930407554032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115253930407554032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115253930407554032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115253930407554032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/final-finally.html' title='the final. finally.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115237609231464293</id><published>2006-07-09T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:40:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladoo shop by ludakrishna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JAuAVx9Qq-U"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JAuAVx9Qq-U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115237609231464293?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115237609231464293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115237609231464293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115237609231464293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115237609231464293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/ladoo-shop-by-ludakrishna.html' title='ladoo shop by ludakrishna.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-115220014805012023</id><published>2006-07-06T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:35:48.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pussycat dolls</title><content type='html'>hey again. seems like i havent updated in 42 days. n yes, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;  count. as for those who are complaining and stuff, imma tell u this: live with it, ppl! well, this past few weeks, i have realised that i can do a good raven impression, as well as a good paris/nicole impression. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was thinking for a while and decided on my wishlist for my bdae which is in sep. here it goes. i want a... plush toy, new earphones for my mp3 player (NOT headphones. cant stand them.), a pussycat doll something (i love them), um... yeah. i guess thats it. hmm. boo. i want to want more stuff. n im not gonna wish for world peace and shat like that coz i noe theres no such thing. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i juz finished a tamil compo abt the world cup, a tamil compre and math is left. sadly, its from teh worksheet which i misplaced. so, tahts gonna have to wait till morn. boo. i have pe tmr. with floorball assessment. the whole reason for it sucking. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to buttons. for a while, actually. i made it loop. hahhx. i feel so pussycatdolls-ish now ie slutty and bitchy. yay. euphoria. ok. ive made the decision. imma change my blogskin to a pcd one. hmm.. funky. nicolerichie: thats sexy. parishilton: thatshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nvm. its self amusement. yay. france won. n nabil has stopped his ian bernardo impression. finally. boy, u were beginning 2 drive me crazy. but the vid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; funny, though. his ego is mondo huge. speaking of vids on the net, sadikin gave me this link. its charmed spoofs with the opening sequences of willngrace, friends, desperate housewives, buffy and tru calling. its super cute. here's the link: &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;n=2&amp;amp;videoid=739342286"&gt;charmed spoofs&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well then, i better go off. gotta get my beauty sleep. bye, darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-115220014805012023?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115220014805012023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=115220014805012023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115220014805012023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/115220014805012023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/pussycat-dolls.html' title='pussycat dolls'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114856963678657304</id><published>2006-05-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:19:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply put: im tired</title><content type='html'>hello. as u can c from my title, im tired. yes. y? well its coz ive been all over singapore today. ie angmokio n bishan. aft sch where power 98 came n gave out free cds, me, nabil n sibi went to watch xmen3: the last stand. guess who ended up with the stubs. n there's proof that we watched the movie. (photo at the top) also, we ditched karliang. he din wanna come if sibi was coming anw. so... i guess it aint totally our fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabil understood the movie n we all had fun. nabil said that wolverine had to kill jeangrey/darkphoenix out of love. (SPOILER!) i think its coz if he din, the world would be destroyed. so ya. hehe. we laughed n were moved and annoyed by the other bitches who had better seats. therefore it was highly supreme. then i met my mum at courts angmokio n we proceeded from there to do financial stuff then chucked ourselves back at j8 coz her fren told her there was an under $29.90 offer at royasl sporting house JUZ for school shoes. that was a HUGE lie. there wasnt anything under $29.90. boo. so we went to bata where i got newer, nicer shoes from the power brand section. we brought groceries after that n chucked ourselves back at home. yay. i finished math n helped nabil with his so i have 1 goodkarma point. go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. im really tired. better turn in, yeah. catch y'all soon. muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114856963678657304?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114856963678657304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114856963678657304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114856963678657304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114856963678657304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/05/simply-put-im-tired.html' title='simply put: im tired'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114848315011509933</id><published>2006-05-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:08:42.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nabil's birthday. n my 3.15</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;its me again. i dunno why. these past few days i feel im becoming more poser or something. n then today my actions totally changed the way i felt abt myself. yay. n oya. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPEE BWERTHDAY, NABIL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today's first lesson was PE. we continued the floorball/tharaippanthu (tamil) module. n it was totally cool coz my team tied with nabil's team, won zul's and tong hui's (i think). it was tiring. therefore, lack of attention in maths. but nabil was so alert. he did all the sums fast and well. nice job! as for tamil right after that, we first were in class where he told us to write a review abt the lib mozhi lessons we had the past term after which he tried to make us read tamizhinbam but couldnt coz nanda n i din bring it, then we chucked ourselves in the lib where he took pics of us n said he would send them. so we posed. 1st time: reading kalaikalanjiyam, 2nd: reading ananda vikatan, 3rd: all of us bending over tamil murasu. lol. the last was my idea. =P&lt;br /&gt;after that, recess. then we had english. during eng, mrs albar said something abt her something being better than ours. in response, i said 'if u say so...' it was practically impossible for her to hear but she did. then we were all 'yes, mathan?' &amp;amp; 'nothing ma'am'. then she called me a hyena. ugh! wateva. nabil considers the 'if u say so...' a very bitchy thing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got back our academic performance reports. i got a 3.15. yay. ok. moving on.. we had re after that where mrstancy chucked the maths crap i collected back in my face coz not everyone handed in. boo. anw, for re we went to bedok in her lexus so that we can discuss the financial aspect of the service learning project. then we went back to moelc macs where nabil n i discovered the 'chanel' fries n i became the new face of chanel. hahax. highly supreme, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pic coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we proceeded to swensen's where i presented nabil with his jazz cd n we had chocolate icecream n ordered a firehouse happy bdae. after we ordered, sibi n nanda joined us n we were funning abt. it was damn fun. ok. starting 2 crap. after paying the bill, we walked around in popular for a while after proceeding back home. wen i reached, i found my mum toking 2 one of her ex-colleagues who came 2 visit her after her op. she is a very nice young woman. very fun to tok 2. then we toked n toked n it became late so i had to follow her down to send her in a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate n very random note, mrsalbar (who was rushing to the staff room) randomly came up to my re group (chriskwan was with us) while we were waiting for mrstancy n asked us if we knew how to spell focus. we were totally stunned. then we spelt it. she said that its spelt with double s in british eng or something along those lines la. in fact, i was freaking out wen she came walking towards us coz 1. we juz had a mini bitching competition. 2. chriskwan was sitting on my lap. ya. reasons not to be scared: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes. nabil also said that i brought excitement n bitchiness into his life again. how cool. i've done something good. yay me. hope u had a good time today, nabil. have fun. 'this is couture, u idiot! omg... ur stitching is perfect...' hahahx. dun worry if u dun get it. its an inside joke between me n nabil. another one: 'look who's on ur right'. n 'ure such an ass...*looks to see if mrs tancy is in class then tones down*...hole!' hahahx. nabil! we have so much fun together. im happy. thanx for making my life content. god bless u n love u lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all i gotta say. tchao, ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114848315011509933?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114848315011509933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114848315011509933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114848315011509933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114848315011509933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/05/nabils-birthday-n-my-315.html' title='nabil&apos;s birthday. n my 3.15'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114796913909469790</id><published>2006-05-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:18:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms</title><content type='html'>hello. im blogging now after having finished the fnb part of the proposal. yay. today was an ok day. other than my constant pms mood. n finding out that my gpa is only 3.1 for sem 1 din help much. boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for me constantly pmsing. 1: im sick. din go to sch yest. cough. took cough mixture this morn n felt drowsy.  2: teh ppl in my life always doing stuff to annoy me to great heights. haiz.. poor confused, lost souls.. 3. finding out that my gpa is 3.1. ONLY. BOO! (amazingly, its the same as some other person i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the abovementioned, today went quite well. i found a note in my file saying: "hey! guess who was here? =P whee!" hahax. it took me a while to register the handwriting as sadikin's. lol.&lt;br /&gt;another thing that went well 2dae was my controle. i did it with ease. not so sure abt the redaction, though... hehe. anw, after that i learned that my mum's op was a success. she went for an op coz of a ligament tear in her right shoulder blade. it was a day surgery. rather minor.&lt;br /&gt;gotta bring her back home after she's discharged tmr. yay. i went to c her today with my cuz and aunts and she was fyn. of crse she had a diaper-like thing covering her right shoulder and it was painful for her but otherwise she was ok.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. was toking 2 latha for the whole day today. since tamil class where geeva told me that we both responded similarly to his lame sms joke. hahahx. cool. then we toked n toked n toked till i reached the hospital n had to say bye. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess the time's come for me to say bye to YOU. hehe. kk. will blog soon. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;n good luck 2 all my rc frens who're gonna die again 4 aop tmr. sad that i wont be there. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114796913909469790?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114796913909469790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114796913909469790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114796913909469790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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18th. my mum's getting her shoulder op then. *crosses fingers* all 4 the best la. n i can mug a little more 4 my french controle the same day. but its unlikely to b a thur. prolly a fri. less useful periods then. like pe. hehe. anw, im happy. its good that he's doing this wat. its an ri tradition. have a day off if the school does really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. thats abt all i got. catch ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114623604022424501?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114623604022424501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114623604022424501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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havent started mugging yet. not even 4 eng n ss. this situation is not very nice. n im toking 2 my canada cuz ashvini ryt now. (hey, girl!) ok. back 2 my problem. i haven't started 2 mug yet. simply bad. ahhhhh! somebody help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114623360273631427?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114623360273631427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114623360273631427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114623360273631427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114623360273631427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114607437141240360</id><published>2006-04-27T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T01:59:31.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learning journey</title><content type='html'>2dae was learning journeys day. turns out i leant quite alot about s'pore hist. about evil jap soldiers as well. we even had a remembrance ceremony at the krangi war memorial cemetery. it was quite cool. except for the drizzle/rain (couldn't tell). hehe. anw, i juz finished my valluvar project. dunno how many words. couln't be botherd. looks like little. but i think teh pics shd make up for that. abt learning journeys. poor mdm saripah. she wanted 2 come. even bought oreo wafersticks 4 all of us. but then she sprained her back. get well soon, ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. maths t.a. tmr! not very good. hopefully, will be alert. n i dun want my bio enzymes quiz tmr! its not fair! all quizzes on the day that i sleep at 2 the night b4. argh! ok. i shall calm down. good parts of tmr: french and facial. o ya. facial. can rest then. right now, my bed summons me. its like, 2 a.m. so ya. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114607437141240360?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114607437141240360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114607437141240360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114607437141240360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114607437141240360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/learning-journey.html' title='learning journey'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114598041067803140</id><published>2006-04-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:53:30.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random events</title><content type='html'>quite a lot of random events are happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray! i finally changed my blogskin. after trying so hard. (the thing juz wouldn't publish!) special thanx 2 yewei 4 trying to help me publish. anw, i love the innocence of it. n the purple-black interface. so simple, yet so elegant. hahax. n i have a new tagboard. actually, im supposed 2 be doing tamil right now. valluvar project. 1500 words. shall start soon. im so dead 4 this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaupooihar's class was so funny. she kept on asking sorrys from everyone who did random disruptive things. n i-wont-do-it-agains too. n she said wateva in class yest. so cool! i was like, u go, ma'am! hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's learning journeys day. going for battlebox thingy. how sad. they shd juz declare it a hol instead. its not like we learn anything anw. but im sharing coach with 1-11 of 3p. hopefully there'll be an rp person 2 bitch with. lol. i get to wake up later, though. at 9.15, if im not wrong. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanchiouyen's lesson was a major bore today. mostly coz she was toking abt pastyearqns that i din do. so i was lost. after a while, i started 2 nod off. hahax. but then, she said i was rude. at the start of the lesson. i wonder why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i cant blog anymore. too tired. n still haven't startedmy project. when will i ever learn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114598041067803140?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114598041067803140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114598041067803140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114598041067803140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114598041067803140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-events.html' title='random events'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114580561811338579</id><published>2006-04-23T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:20:18.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new tagboard. not.</title><content type='html'>tried to create a new tagboard. din work. oops. well, now i gotta go find teh original blogskin and edit from there. how sad. thats gonna take a while. kk. cy'all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114580561811338579?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114580561811338579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114580561811338579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114580561811338579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114580561811338579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-tagboard-not.html' title='new tagboard. not.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114580414536796702</id><published>2006-04-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:55:45.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post production blues</title><content type='html'>OMG!  this is not good. im having post production blues. im starting 2 miss rahul, daniel(x2), pak tung, ben, ye wei, shiyang, leon, gan, jotham, yao, edmund, bernard, sasi, kaushik, jun wei, lionel, fiona, luke n oprah. in fact, i kinda miss jyrae too. u myt wonder. wat does oprah have 2 do with this? well, i was playing oprah in the play. n was quite good at it, too. hahahx. ok. too much self praise is not good. as for anish n nabil, its ok coz i'll c them in class. as a footnote, i'll say that me, yewei and leon bitched-up this production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe, someone asked me for an autograph. but they din give a pen. actually, they asked oprah. not me. lol. n i got a black vintage flower brooche. from ali tanjim (sorry if i spelt wrongly). thanx alot for that. n we each got sunflowers and a card n scented candles. how sweet of ms quah,luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'reality is gonna hit me in the face tmr', said nabil. i agree wholeheartedly. got so much 2 catch up on. n i think i have a chem formula writing test tmr. haven't studied. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im watching true files now. quite cool. anw, i read in today's papers abt joan chan. the girl who has tongue-cancer. she is sucha fighter. god bless her. n girl, u will get better soon! keep fighting. i noe u can do it. kk. i really gotta go. n apprentice is very bitchy. i dun normally watch, so i find it different. kk. tchaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114580414536796702?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114580414536796702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114580414536796702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114580414536796702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114580414536796702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/post-production-blues.html' title='post production blues'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-114537348310657056</id><published>2006-04-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:18:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a VERY long time</title><content type='html'>hey, all. i m back. removed tagboard. too many random sluts were spamming. anw, im posting. yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, im doing mrsalbar's anecdote-based-on-lit-review crap. dun even noe wat 2 say abt madonna. n today was super hectic. start of the day aredy. RE. but thats done now. n WearArt! proposal is submitted. go... us! n special thanx to nabil for doing pretty much the whole proposal n joel tan (non-stone) for passing it up 2 YMCA. seng henk, i thank u deeply for doing all of the things i told u to, 2dae. god bless u, darling. n o yeah. i declare u my asst maths rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate note, rp annual production is kinda coming to a close. random thot: everybody's pants are splitting. hahahx. n i brought mine back to sew it up. dun exactly want teh world to c wats in my pants, do i? hahahx. but teh best part about rp is that u can do wateva u want. its a breeding ground for ideas and umm...creativity.ya. so fun! especially jun wei. and his cane. hahahx. n im playing an oprah winfrey-ish character. funky! anw, go get tix if u havent done so. its very worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, thats all the time i have. more posts coming soon. still as they say in kfc when one asks for breastmeat, 'no promises'. hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-114537348310657056?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/114537348310657056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=114537348310657056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114537348310657056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/114537348310657056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/04/very-long-time.html' title='a VERY long time'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-113828995773653054</id><published>2006-01-26T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:44:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no post</title><content type='html'>well well well. i have finally decided 2 post. isnt tt nice? hahahx. so... its been like, a LOT of days? months? years? that i havent updated. argh. the thought always goes thru my mind but it never actually takes place. sad, aint it? anws, im back in sch with a new year 2 face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall rant. my life is falling apart in front of me. why? well, i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the maths rep, i juz got into the 3rd week of sch with all this extra work n weird, short deadlines piling up on me, i dun get a word my teachers say except that its all about respect this year, dramas n productions are going to catch up with me and my maths is going down the drain. o. n i have the flu as i type this now. it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the most popular thing going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cools down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i shall think of the good things that happened 2 me so far in this new year of 2006. well... im becoming more bimbo, i juz had a facial, i learnt how nail buffing sets work, nabil is now one of my best frens (if jtys works harder, he may become one of my best frens as well. kidding!), im going out tmr with my bitch team minus sadikin (in other words, its alaric, bryan chia, kar liang, moi, nabil, seng henk) to watch inhershoes (starring cameron diaz!), my fashion diva skills are better, i shop smarter, i feel more bonded with my mum, i now know royce better, we won talentime drama competition first place and i've learned 2 love myself even more. *kisses self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my life update. hectic, yah? hahahx. ok. c y'all then. have fun in wateva u do n adopt my motto: "take it as it comes".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-113828995773653054?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/113828995773653054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=113828995773653054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113828995773653054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113828995773653054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-time-no-post.html' title='long time no post'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-113269259781669564</id><published>2005-11-23T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:49:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in france n fine!</title><content type='html'>heyz, everyone! im in france n im fine, thank you very much! yay! hahahx! ok. this stupid keyboard is really pissin me off! the w, q, a, z as well as the m are all in the wrong positions! argh! so far, ive taken a lot of photos, me n yao keep on making fun of edwin n ive eaten lotsa nice french food. isnt this going well? hahax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back today aft walking ard bordeaux (the place where i am ryt now) for abt 3+ hours. poor me! lol. had some tea, then i took a shower, then had dinner n m now typing this. hahahx. fun, ryt? our dinners r full of conversation abt wat we did on that day. my correspondant's younger bro kilian (who looks like morhange from les choristes) adds more colour to those convos with his own little stories. his mum is super nice. but she puts me in weird positions wen i dunno how 2 respond 2 one of her qns. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yao n i have met thomas boue n erwann's 'gang' or possy if u want it. haiz... this reminds me so much of sadik, dean n yang... but not being in s'pore ryt now can be good coz i dun gotta go for yang's dec 1 concert. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouya! i got my first choice for my subject combi! c la. i totally forgot to tell u n rejoice! chem, bio, geog n french.... hurray! *leaps up n down in excitement* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i gdg. its quite late, even for french time... its an unearthly hour back in s'pore.... I MISS HOME! well, bb then! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-113269259781669564?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/113269259781669564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=113269259781669564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113269259781669564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113269259781669564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-france-n-fine.html' title='in france n fine!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-113144190486720427</id><published>2005-11-08T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:27:01.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gym</title><content type='html'>hello, people! im back - alive and kickin! so... life update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. got GPA of 3.2. Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;2. chose subjects&lt;br /&gt;-chembiogeogfrench&lt;br /&gt;-chembiolitfrench&lt;br /&gt;-chembiofrench&lt;br /&gt;which 1 i'll get... i wont noe till 22/11/2005. haiz again.&lt;br /&gt;3. celebrated mom's bdae last sunday. tt was a blast! we had cake. LOTS of it. n now im stuck eating the leftover coz it'll be wasted otherwise. sadik, geev, yao, dean n yang were there. we had quite a lot of fun. everything was ok except 4 the end part where every1 was supposed 2 dance. the problem? no one actually did. sad, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;4. gotta go of 2 camp on thur. (2 days away) better start packin.&lt;br /&gt;5. going 2 france in abt 12 days. n guess wat? i havent bought anything! isnt that juz great? n ouya. my correspondant is MIA. seriously. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;6. gotta go 2 gym now. mother wants me 2. strangely, i want 2 myself. i MUST have gotten fatter after eating so much cream cake and the deepavali goodies. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... this has been a very haiz-y entry. cya then. byez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-113144190486720427?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/113144190486720427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=113144190486720427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113144190486720427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/113144190486720427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/11/gym.html' title='gym'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112980614477040265</id><published>2005-10-20T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T19:39:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st in french</title><content type='html'>woohoo! cts are over! finally. i can BIP (breathe in peace) lol. anw, i just came back from french class. n i got my eoy back 2dae. omg omg omg! i got 92.3% for overall. its an all-time high! woot! i also got 93 4 my eoy, i think... still not very sure... n btw, i beat nicolas sambor! yay! although it was only by 0.1%. xP still, im happy coz im juz so pleased with myself. hahax. im first in class as well. yay! n yao is juz SO jealous. lol. (due to privacy reasons, i shall not reveal yao guang's mark) heh. im crappified ryt now. im SO happy. gonna celebrate. tchao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[editing]&lt;br /&gt;p.s. im hooked onto 'my humps' by black eyed peas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112980614477040265?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112980614477040265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112980614477040265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112980614477040265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112980614477040265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/10/1st-in-french_20.html' title='1st in french'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112877132244211680</id><published>2005-10-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:35:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phoebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="174" alt="pheobe" src="http://www.streghewebsite.com/gallery/alyssa/AM002.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like phoebe you used to to be a reckless teen but you've&lt;br /&gt;grown up alot and want to concentrate on work for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brought to you by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/quizzesrme/quizzes/a%20brill%20charmed%20quiz/"&gt;a brill charmed quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, thats wat the quiz told me. have fun. hahahx. bye. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112877132244211680?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112877132244211680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112877132244211680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112877132244211680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112877132244211680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/10/phoebe.html' title='phoebe'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112852501418145074</id><published>2005-10-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:12:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid sec 1s</title><content type='html'>haiz... am at home, eating a macs apple pie, having finishd my mcspicy double. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 1/2 periods 2dae, of which 1 was swimming. kinda fun, doing all those pyjama thingies. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;geev&lt;/span&gt; had to swim 20 widths coz he din do so last week (sore eyes). did he finish? i dunno. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, i had the geog quiz. dunno if i screwed it up. it seemd fairly easy. kinda scared, though. i din noe wat another name for drainage basin was. i shd noe by nex wk, though. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramadan started 2dae. i noe it has nth 2 do with me, but i feel damn bad coz i asked &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt; if he was going 4 recess when he was fasting. im a badbadbad mathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;library update: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nabil&lt;/span&gt; is officially a member of HML FOLs. yay! continue to work hard n u'll go to greater heights. hahax. (same goes for me) he's enthu abt learning new things too so tt's gd. go, nabil! n ure a badbadbad &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nabil&lt;/span&gt; coz ure quitting french. *shakes head in disapproval*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes! the highlight of today: the re congress. where i was, it was rather boring. there were 3 muggerish groups of which i knew the ppl in two of the grps, one rgs group n one ri grp doing on humor wen they &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; cant make ppl laugh. the irony... i was SO bored during the 2nd presentation tt i leaned on &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;geev&lt;/span&gt;'s shoulder. looking down, i saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; leaning on&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; sadik&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lib, there were these sec 1 ppl who were SO irritating, u noe? i was sitting in the techhive doing my geog n they were there, irritating me by toking 2 me. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing: my xams r coming up. so, there wont be anymore posts until aft common test (CTs) are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112852501418145074?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112852501418145074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112852501418145074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112852501418145074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112852501418145074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/10/stupid-sec-1s.html' title='stupid sec 1s'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112834510401509602</id><published>2005-10-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:11:44.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ups n downs.</title><content type='html'>hey. had my ups n downs at sch today. failed maths test 4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11/25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. was dam sad, started crying. hot tears flowed down my cheeks like there was no end. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sadik n yang consoled me. thanx, guys.&lt;/span&gt; my reason? i had already failed a few other stuff like my popquizzes. boo. actually, i had a feeling tt i didnt do well 4 my test wen &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mscho&lt;/span&gt; told me 2 consult her if i had any probs... haiz... while crying, the thought of how long i was gonna go on at this rate. depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the ups, i had rc talentime rehearsal 2dae. dam fun. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;royce&lt;/span&gt; kept on saying tt i din need to be commented on coz i was already in rp. hahax. so crazy. n&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; royce&lt;/span&gt; liked my impression of a cheetah which is definitely good. lol. ouya. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;surya&lt;/span&gt; n i make a gd team. we can make ppl laugh. like today's impromptu play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another up was the hist assn. i aimed for L5 of the LORMS. &lt;s&gt;hopefully&lt;/s&gt; i noe i will hit it. yay! gd 4 me! hahahx. im so crappified. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes! b4 i forget, the 1-year makeshift canteen opened today. it felt dam weird, la. the food was so ex (although nice) and the stall vendors were wearing uniforms. hahahx. a funny blue. acc to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt;, its like being in an american sch cafeteria. u noe y? coz there was limited choice.  they had 3 food choices at the muslim stall of which u buy 1 then u pay at the cash register. haiz... have to put up with this 4 another 1 yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn, we had cca verification exercise. quite ok. except tt &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yiyang&lt;/span&gt; was standing coz &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;msjacqsim&lt;/span&gt; caught him toking to me, with me promptly not responding as she was nearby. he was actually asking me a qn abt rangoli coz there was sumthing going on. hahax. poor &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt;. anw, back to the point - the verification exercise. i actually had quite a lot written down for last year. n i am officially recognised as a member in all four of my ccas which are rc, hml, rp, icc. anyway, i guess this could be counted as an up. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i think im starting 2 crap too much. cya, then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112834510401509602?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112834510401509602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112834510401509602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112834510401509602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112834510401509602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/10/ups-n-downs.html' title='ups n downs.'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112833792591272505</id><published>2005-10-02T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:03:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitchy, bitchy, bitchy me!</title><content type='html'>hahaha. im SO happy! i juz bitched sumone. on msn messenger. i dunno the person's name n was trying to find out but juz ended up bitching him (or her). hahax. the convo is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;mathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;what is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;just go and fk wiff that fren [Rajeev] of urs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;you are a dumb idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragon_terminator@hotmail.com just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just sent a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;u're a fked up bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;youre a fked up gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;what is your problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to offend you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;ASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;it takes 1 2 noe 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;so you admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;shitface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;what kind of students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;does ri breed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;too bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;go f yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;dumass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i dun have a dildo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but i bet u do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Dark Avenger says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;stupid trans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragon_terminator@hotmail.com just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;is tt ur best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Máthàn [c'est ma vie. laisse-moi la vivre...] says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;lost 4 words, i c...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112833792591272505?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112833792591272505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112833792591272505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112833792591272505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112833792591272505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/10/bitchy-bitchy-bitchy-me.html' title='bitchy, bitchy, bitchy me!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112799273409629576</id><published>2005-09-29T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T19:18:54.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dotx</title><content type='html'>y m i bloggin now? i really dunno. im super tired, i have loads of stuff due tmr + 2 tests... sucky, ryt? n ouya. i just came back from finishing my french EOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally screwd it up. well.. not really though... i screwd up my passe compose/imparfait (past tense) n a bit of the redaction (compo). wrote the letter to a girl instead of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was fun 2dae. during &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mrteochaiyaw&lt;/span&gt;'s class, we were 'playing' with electricity. he touched a dusty lightbulb then wiped it on me... ewww... anw, im actually interested in physics now... hmmm... haiz... got sci prac test tmr. i shall do well for it. (godwilling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was cancelled coz my eng test replaced it. it was fairly easy, i guess... eng lit aft that with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mrshopechan&lt;/span&gt;. yay! she's back! she's 1 of the best eng tchers ive gotten. n congrats on her new journey too - motherhood. the only prob now is that i dun get wat she toks abt in class. i din read 'rime of the ancient mariner'... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft-recess periods of tamil n music have their own descriptions. tamil - boring coz all we did was written work. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mrjax&lt;/span&gt; din tok much for godnoeswatreason except to tell us (again) tt we wouldn't do well 4 tamil 'o'-level if we din read books n the newspaper. a big dotx 2 tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music was the funnest period 2dae. yao, sad, baorong, hanfei n me got 2gether in a grp n made music. n we all got 'a's from &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mshazelshen&lt;/span&gt;. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt was wen i screwd up my eoy. yay... i dun wanna tok abt it... haiz... depressing... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouya. we got pumped yest. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mrquek&lt;/span&gt; was so angry with us for my class' behaviour coz someone shot a paper bullet at someone else. n nobody owned up. so we went to the grd floor n started pumping. the whole of junior block was watching - how embarrassing! tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just realised. i got my red cross knowledge (RCK) silver accreds tmr. gotta study 4 tt. n i got my assn due tmr oso. shit man. i gotta finish tt too. okok. i better go off b4 i remember something else. ohoh. too late. i have a hist assn 2 do in class tmr. yay! my life juz rox now, dunnit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. cya around. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112799273409629576?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112799273409629576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112799273409629576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112799273409629576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112799273409629576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/dotx.html' title='dotx'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112662205736772761</id><published>2005-09-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:37:28.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jukebox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun really feel like blogging 2dae but wat the heck la. hahax. anyway, as u would hv noticed if u scrolled down (all the way down) 'the one', i've added a new feature 2 my blog - the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jukebox&lt;/span&gt;. i juz wanna introduce it... n wanna giva a special shoutout 2 ma best bud &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt; who helped me with the setup. thanx, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs on it are currently my faves. for those who want special songs, pls feel free 2 ask me. (my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;rg sistas&lt;/span&gt; can too!) ouya. u gotta roll over above the 'play' n 'stop' buttons 2 choose the songs.&lt;br /&gt;so...ive nth else 2 say but "have fun n keep rawkin, ppl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cyaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112662205736772761?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112662205736772761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112662205736772761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112662205736772761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112662205736772761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/jukebox.html' title='jukebox'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112618663690425227</id><published>2005-09-08T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:37:16.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. im officially deemed extremely bored n tired. anw, im SUPER tired coz of the ECP outing i went 4 with the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;french immersion prog ppl&lt;/span&gt;. the s'pore end. we did quite a lot of stuff ah.. like playing soccer n bowling. at which i TOTALLY sucked coz i din play 4 SO long. n it was a close fight btw me n &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt; 4 the last place. hahax. out of the two games tt we played, i won the battle during the 1st game n &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;edwin&lt;/span&gt; got it the 2nd game... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; wants me 2 do my hw now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, of all tyms. althou she noes tt i'll b super tired aft a whole dae at the beach. haiz... its coz im supposed 2 go for this basic course by this tamil motivational speaker called &lt;a href="http://www.rkmind.com.my/drkadar.asp"&gt;Prof. Dr. Kadeer Ibrahim&lt;/a&gt; on sunday - my funday! lol. tt rhymes. i gotta go with my cuz,&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; shannon&lt;/span&gt;. she wants all the hw done by sat. boo. i dun wanna do hw... urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; is cooking ryt now! mmm.. havnt eaten home-cooked food for SO long... yay! she's making fried tahu, stir-fried spinach, sambar (lentil curry) n rice. mmm.. this is gonna be so good. yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, im signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tchaoz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112618663690425227?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112618663690425227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112618663690425227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112618663690425227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112618663690425227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/ecp-outing.html' title='ECP outing'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112610350657843251</id><published>2005-09-07T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:31:46.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st ever 2nd entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAPPY VINAYAGAR SATHURTHI, HINDUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i juz realised... this is the 1st tym im blogging twice in a day! hahax. i must &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; be bored. kk. anw, do u noe how totally fun it can b 2 b in rp? i mean, its like the best cca in the world lah. u noe y? i went 4 rehearsal 2dae. it was supposed 2 b a 3 1/2 hr rehearsal. instead, we were toking abt past experiences, hw frustating tchers can b sumtyms n crazy ppl who juz come up n tok 2 u in the bus-stop 4 abt 2 hrs. hahax. we only did 3 run-thrus, i think... anw, it was really fun. i got upped to tableau from unhealthy, then upped again 2 lucas, the dead guy... hahax. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft rp, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ye wei&lt;/span&gt; n i went shopping! damn fun! i went to get 2 vege pizza baguettes for my mum n me (dinner). we were toking in french at the counter n the ppl at the counter were staring blankly. hahax. that was DAMN funny. we were laughing aft tt. then he wanted 2 get present&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4 his fren's bdae. he wanted 2 get a long-sleeved shirt tt his fren wanted (which we went searching 4 in godnoeshowmany shops) and something else. we finally found sumthing nice at 37 degrees n stikfas at the comic shop on the 4th floor. i was so hyper aft seeing so much stikfas. seriously. i was super excited. u can ask &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ye wei&lt;/span&gt; if u ppl want. he got the safari version 4 his fren. before tt, thou, we went 2 get sumthing 2 eat at coffee bean. i'm vege coz its vinayagar sathurthi 2dae n so i just bought a pure chocolate ice blended. he bought a raspberry cheesecake. seemed 2 love it. haiz... poor me... cant eat that stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we went to get floss 4 my&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; mum&lt;/span&gt; n bread for my hse at NTUC fairprice aft tt. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ye wei&lt;/span&gt; was SO nice. he helped me pay 4 the bread as he was buying deo. n he din ask me 4 the money back. omg! he's SO nice! he helped me buy bread coz i was buying floss at guardian as i couldnt find it at NTUC. aft tt, we went our separate ways. he was waiting 4 his dad n i was going by the train. we were smsing on our home-ing journey n he realised tt the stikfas he bgt was female. hahax. i told him tt his fren will appreciate it. he said tt his fren better. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's pretty much all that happnd 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112610350657843251?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112610350657843251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112610350657843251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112610350657843251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112610350657843251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-ever-2nd-entry.html' title='1st ever 2nd entry'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112606347584550558</id><published>2005-09-07T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:14:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best sunday ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/mum%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/320/mum%20n%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u may have noticed, i changed my blogskin. i LOVE ChArMeD! hahahx. im so random.&lt;br /&gt;ouya. i guess i din blog abt sat. well, all i did was go 4 my very first flag day n my cuz &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kumutha&lt;/span&gt;'s sadangu (puberty ceremony). nth much. but &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shal&lt;/span&gt; n i stuck 2gether during the sadangu n kept on toking. and i loved my shirt on that day. super nice design. i was my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt;'s officlal photographer during the presentation of seeru (the gifts from the girl's mother's bro's side). there was a really noisy naathasvaram group. n the dj was really bad. dunno hw n wen 2 play songs. he played all the stupid, unheard-of songs then he playd the nice songs like thee pidikke. haiyo! irritating la! but the food was ok. gayathri catering wat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;ah yes. i din do much the past few days but sunday was the funnest day ever. i went to watch 'the maid' with my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; (not too bad lah... quite local), then i we went to eat dessert at swensen's. i ate a frosted malt choco ice-cream and 1/2 an apple crumble while my mum ate a... &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; and the other 1/2 of the crumble. hmm... life &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; good wen ure with a walking ATM. hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that we went 2 take neoprints. the pic above is the better of the 2. my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; looks SO cute. my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aunt&lt;/span&gt; thought that it was sum other girl tt i noe or sumthing. hahahx. aft tt, we went home. for abt 5 min. lol. my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; wanted me 2 check her email for sum stuff. then, we left 4 takashimaya. she had $30 vouchers. so we decided 2 get stuff 4 our &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;neighbour&lt;/span&gt;'s baby, not noeing wat gender the baby was. so we got (in neutral colours) socks, pyjamas n a bolster/pillow set to give to our neighbours. the next day, they gave us a 'sweet secrets' box full of fruit tarts. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouya. aft we went 2 taka, we made our way 2 paragon's dome. there we met my mum's fren. they were toking abt my mum's 'half-century' b'dae celebs. as an appetiser, i had some mocha. which was rather bitter. not like the packaged one @ MOELC. (nudges yao) soon, i had my dinner. seafood pasta. quite ok lah. we went home in a mercedes cab. yay! we came home n gave the stuff 2 our neighbours. u noe wat happend aft that... hahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. there's nth much more that i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cya, ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112606347584550558?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112606347584550558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112606347584550558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112606347584550558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112606347584550558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/best-sunday-ever.html' title='best sunday ever!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112576347381686306</id><published>2005-09-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:50:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat m i doing??? 03/09/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;heyz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax. do i rock or do i rock? &lt;- ur opinion is not needed, thank u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anw, i &lt;strong&gt;ROCK&lt;/strong&gt; coz i din update 4 27 days straight! woohoo! a great big apology 2 all my fans out there... hahax. oukay.. im currently chatting onlyn with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nerissa, jerome&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yuhui&lt;/span&gt; from the french immersion prog. i feel SO bad. i din tok 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nik&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt; 4 the past 2 days... pls dun think im daoing u... im not... i shall now blog abt wat i did yest and 2dae. b4 that, though, i wanna shoutout to my cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shalu&lt;/span&gt; who turned 13 yest. happy birthday, girl! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest, i had pe as first period. tried to play bball with uni ryt after the rain, got shirt wet. boo. not totally, though. lol. second period was tamil. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; wasnt being so bad la... omg! did i juz say tt? ugh... self creep-out! anw, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;geev&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;subs, karthik&lt;/span&gt; n i were presenting the stupid iraniyan story in drama form. SO stupid lah. but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;geev&lt;/span&gt;'s script tamil is SO cheem. i said the line, not knowing wat it meant. can u believe that? haiz... ouya. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; is DAM blur man - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;geev n subs&lt;/span&gt; were measuring my height 4 the clinometer proj and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; jax&lt;/span&gt; ony realised we were doing that in his class after he heard the measuring tape sound. then he was all, ' athu vaettirum, theriyuma? yen class-le ithellaam vaechikkaathiingge.' [it will cut. dun do all this in my class, k?] hahax. he is such a LOSER! ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd period, maths. i actually passed my quiz. omg!!! im SO happy. is 7 1/2 upon 15 a gd enuf fig? =P anw, there were 13 failures... poor ppl. i noe hw it feels. ive been in that position a LOT of tyms b4. u have my apologies... n my class decided 2 make sick noises during one part of the lesson. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ms cho&lt;/span&gt; cupped her ears like a little innocent child n said 'very suggestive, u noe?' quite funny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4th period was music. most piss off-ing period. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;goh mei yunn&lt;/span&gt; (spelling?) was so pissed with 9 of us 4 being late and she was screaming her head off during her 5 min lecture. this is a famous line now- "read my lips- ure in DEEP SHIT!" hahax. but still, as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik &lt;/span&gt;said, she's prolly a disciplinarian. super strict about everything lor. urgh! *breathes in &amp; out in a calming way* ok.. i shall stop that now. it's pissing me off as i type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after sch, there was lunch. i din have any. hahax. dun worry. im nt going on a starvation diet. =)was having diahorrea, so din go 4 FA duty aft lunch. instead, i went 2 the lib 2 finish up my maths clinometer proj and assn 9 [qn 6(b)(ii) is a pain in the butt- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt; and i ony got the ans from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;geeva&lt;/span&gt; who explaind the method with much difficulty. lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aft that, i decided to stay in the lib and tok 2 n do duty with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt;, helping &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;dean&lt;/span&gt; with assn coz &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt; was giving him the cold shoulder 4 sumting bad he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aft duty ended,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; sadik&lt;/span&gt; n i went to j8 for fun. yes. for fun! we figured we cld do tt as the both of us had nth to do. (prayers can always wait) yup. we bought stuff from old chang kee and then we walked ard the basement aft wich we went 2 get slurpees n slurped all the way to the 3rd floor. my mum then called me n told me to buy carrot cake. at the shop, we saw the man making it n we got into an argument on wat he was making - oyster cake or carrot cake. in the end, i won.. hahax. obviously! ive been eating that for a long time, hor! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ouya! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt; envies the chinese wen he goes to the food junction coz of the wide range of food they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;came back after that. n on my way back, there were these jc guys on the train who were smelling the carrot cake. from a dist, of crse... then there was this lady sitting behind me in the bus who smelt the food and said "mmm... smells SO good.." i smiled n continued smsing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt;. then i came back n did my normal stuff. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ppl, im kinda tired. will update tmr on wat i did 2dae, k? gdnyt! [yes, i noe. i &lt;em&gt;M&lt;/em&gt; weird]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112576347381686306?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112576347381686306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112576347381686306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112576347381686306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112576347381686306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/09/wat-m-i-doing-030905.html' title='wat m i doing??? 03/09/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112340740167034372</id><published>2005-08-07T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:51:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update, Mathan! Update! 07/08/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;hey y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i keep leaving myself notes to update but i juz cant. guess its coz its either im too tired or too lazy. 1/2 the time, its the 2nd reason. hahax. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so... *refers to sadik's blog* wat shall i ryt abt... ouya! dramafeste. i went 4 it with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik, dean n yao&lt;/span&gt;! too bad &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shauna&lt;/span&gt; couldnt come. it was fun. yao took SO long 2 get redy. in the end, sadik called him n said, "hurry up lah, woman!" i was laughing. once we went in 2gether, yao was sitting in the middle of sadik and i. i said, "it's SO much easier performing than waiting 4 u." sadik laughed. that was amazing! he hardly laughs at my jokes. anw, the plays started. the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bayley&lt;/span&gt; one was SUPER political. the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;buckley&lt;/span&gt; one was awesome! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wangting&lt;/span&gt; is SO brilliant. he wrote, directed and acted in the play. he acted as a boy with autism. very touching... *sobs* still, his director's foreword kind of put me off.it was kind of like reading his blog. haiz... i guess that's wat happens wen u have a blog. i have no regrets about nt joining dramafeste. i couldnt have pulled off acting in a drama like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;btw, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;congrats 4 getting 1st prize, buckley df team!&lt;/span&gt; hahax. then there was teh &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hullett&lt;/span&gt; (supposd 2 b black) df piece. quite nice. the comedy was so random. ouya. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;royce&lt;/span&gt; lee was being such a BIMBO! omg! sadik n i were so embarassed. we were like, "ok, this is TOO bimbo! eugh..." hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, after that, we came out of the lt (lecture theatre) and decided 2 mingle ard. yao n i went 2 mingle with raffles players and sadik went 2 find his prefects. haiz.... anw, we congratulated &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wangting, lincoln luk, royce, nabil, rahul, anish&lt;/span&gt; and loads more... hehe. (can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after congratulating evry1, we walkd 2 j8 2 juz wok ard there. lol. then we went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the immersion prog. the french ppl have all gone bak home, to france. so boring nw... but there's always gd ppl like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shauna, jerome, yao, rajeev, edwin &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(in uk ryt nw)&lt;/span&gt;, sarah&lt;/span&gt; aka richardson to remind me of them. hahax. i miss all of them. learnt quite alot abt french culture u noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friendster. yay! im on it. ive got alot of a lot of frens. abt 30, im guessing. anw, i luv it. u get 2 noe much more abt ur frens. for example, i got 2 noe a lot abt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shauna, sutha, sadik&lt;/span&gt; and a few others. i oso got 2 noe that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yao&lt;/span&gt;'s a LOSER. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ive discoverd teh greatness of russell peters. hurray! he's SO gd! i think so, at least! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!xobile! hahax. the df emcees akesh and wee kiat (i think) were using some of his jokes. o. they also did a very good impression of mr paul lim. it was quite funny. they were SO natural. haiz... i wish 2 b like that. anw, ouya. russell peters is gd. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fave songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eng: &lt;a href="http://www.musicvideocodes.com/?song=235"&gt;Crazy in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; by &lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/ar-301363---Beyonc"&gt;Beyonce Knowles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tamil: Thee Pidikka from &lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/channels/tamil/movie/T0000673.html"&gt;Arinthum Ariyaamalum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, that's pretty much all that i wanna say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;tchao!&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/10109990-112340740167034372?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112340740167034372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112340740167034372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112340740167034372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112340740167034372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/08/update-mathan-update-070805.html' title='Update, Mathan! Update! 07/08/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112204206863199100</id><published>2005-07-22T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:53:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parental powers... 22/07/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;eyy...&lt;/span&gt; its the weekend. teh last one in s'pore for teh frenchies... aww... we're treating them to a well-planned-yet-impromptu bbq tmr. hope they enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anw, more to teh point... have u ever been out with ur parent, lost sumting together and then thought it was all ur fault? well, that cld hv been because of ur parent's powers. u c, parents have a way of making sumting bad that happend seem to be all ur fault. i dunno hw they do it, but it juz happens. noe y im saying this? coz of personal experience. yest, i went to tekka with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;. there, we lost a bag containing important stuff. it was both our fault. but she juz HAD to make it seem like it was my fault. haiz... parents... i dunno y or hw she does tt noe... evrytime 1. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm... ok... i guess thats pretty much all that i wanted to say. tired oso lah. sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;gdnyt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112204206863199100?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112204206863199100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112204206863199100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112204206863199100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112204206863199100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/parental-powers-220705.html' title='parental powers... 22/07/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112177857167128676</id><published>2005-07-19T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:53:35.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must...blog...today... 19/07/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;wassup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey. that's just me trying to be cool. no...wait.. i AM cool! hahax. crapping... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ouhyah.. the other fridae, i was at the library helping my fren &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;dean&lt;/span&gt; do his maths hw. then, suddenly, while sitting in the study carrel (correct spelling?), i decided to remember the "&lt;a href="http://www.musicvideocodes.com/?song=1224"&gt;she will be loved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" song by &lt;a href="http://launch.yahoo.com/ar-292827---Maroon-5"&gt;maroon 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. i dunno why. REALLY. later on, i remove the qn paper and under it, the words 'she will be loved' were written. that's weird ryt. who noes... the person who wrote it n i &lt;em&gt;myt&lt;/em&gt; have a psychic connection. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;strangely, ive gotten to noe a few rgs girls in the past 1 or 2 wks. theyre cool. they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sutha, nava, pj and latha&lt;/span&gt;. nice 2 tok to. especially if its on sutha's tagboard. hahax. free publicity ah, sutha? anw, sutha's tagboard is moving DAMN fast. so fast tt i cant catch up if i dun read for 1 day. haiz.. teenagers' fast paced life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes.. i got my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;harry potter&lt;/span&gt; book 2dae. i cld feel the power once i touched the book... [angelic music] no lah. nth of tt sort. i gt it today. just started reading. chapter 2... haiz.. so tired.. m hungry too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;'s nt back yet. buying dinner. oh. she just called gdg dwn and help her carry groceries. she cant carry mah... her hand condition and all... for ref, click this link: &lt;a href="http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-n-lovin-canada-020705.html"&gt;broken hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kkz. gdg. dun wanna make her wait.. oops! she came back.. SO dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112177857167128676?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112177857167128676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112177857167128676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112177857167128676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112177857167128676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/mustblogtoday-190705.html' title='must...blog...today... 19/07/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112134474495295940</id><published>2005-07-14T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:54:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored... 14/07/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hey all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at hm blogging. i dun really wanna say much. juz gotta blog. sumting. wateva it is, i dun care. REALLY. i dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ther's dis &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;k&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;i shit person going ard, tagging on sutha's blog and she(/he) is VERY irritating. &lt;em&gt;tres irritant&lt;/em&gt;, i tell u.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;wat teh hell ah? she is so friggin crappy. geev is trying 2 put up with her sumhw. dunno hw he does it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups... gt a geog project 2 do and a tamil bk review. oh yah! maths assn 7 qn 4c oso. *haiz* so fed up with life... so tired... erwann watching tv, i think... hahax. tot him sum basic tamil, vanakkam and nandri. prolly 4gt it by nw. theyre going 2 little india tmr... yays... im officially crapping. yes! b4 i 4get, i better tell u that we learnt some new (bad) french words 2dae. so dun play with me or u will pay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, me gtg nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;bye!&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/10109990-112134474495295940?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112134474495295940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112134474495295940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112134474495295940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112134474495295940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/bored-140705.html' title='bored... 14/07/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112055483603778909</id><published>2005-07-05T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:54:36.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concern... 5/7/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;concern from sum1 who myt not noe u &lt;em&gt;CAN&lt;/em&gt; b nice.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wondering why im saying this? well, this morn, i gt into a CROWDED bus. i had to stand at the front entry/exit doorway. the next stop was myn. (i was on the bus 4 ony 1 stop...) many ppl gt off. but b4 tt, the bus driver told me to be careful; that he was gonna open the door. i heard it, but wen i was turning, i heard sum gal say that again. the doors then opend. they struck me little though. but still, when i was getting out, i think i saw the gal. she was either frm CHIJ or Anderson. (Both Sec) i thanked her, still not noeing her. hahax. anw, it felt nice to have sum1 caring 4 u as well as to say thanx to the care-er. well, as u can guess, i made it thru the rest of my day to blog this. lmao....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok. hey! did i tell u abt mufti day? it happend last fridae n we gt to wear our fave clothes ensembles to school. i wore a brown tee saying 'things not to do on a date' which i bought in canada and my own jeans. it was so fun to b in an environment where we could wear our own, comfy clothes n not those white-on-white uniforms... yuck! i propose that mufti day b EVRYDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh yeah! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ms cho&lt;/span&gt;, if u read this, i think ur jeans were SUPER tight. i saw sum boys staring at u frm behind... sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, that's all that i have to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;tchao!&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/10109990-112055483603778909?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112055483603778909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112055483603778909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112055483603778909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112055483603778909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/concern-5705.html' title='concern... 5/7/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112039276780059204</id><published>2005-07-03T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:56:37.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthdate-meaning? 03/07/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; background: rgb(188, 233, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: bolder; font-size: 14pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: 0.3em; text-align: center; width: 350px;"&gt;Your Birthdate: September 21&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; background: rgb(226, 245, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; width: 350px;"&gt;Being born on the 21st day of the month (3 energy) is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life.&lt;br /&gt;The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental.&lt;br /&gt;There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, "couldn't care less" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression.&lt;br /&gt;Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing.&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and always a good conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about.&lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate and loving, but very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;hey evry1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a big lol to that. hahax. it &lt;em&gt;DOES&lt;/em&gt; describe me though. u noe, to day i went to teh &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;kidz xpress&lt;/span&gt; children's concert that my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; was the producer 4. it wasnt bad, i guess. the kids were rather amateurish. well, i guess that's coz theyre just kidz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to casuarina curry restaurant aft tt. the chicken floss prata is SO good there. had an ice milo. a bit too sweet but drank it anyway. i went to both places with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cuzs shalu, naveen, their dad n their hsekeeper&lt;/span&gt;. i had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anw, m back here at hm and there was music mantra going on a while ago. teh chandramukhi remake was SO funny. i mean, who has heard of a chandramukhi speaking malay? hahax. currently watching tamil version of crime watch. myt blog tmr... gdg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-112039276780059204?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112039276780059204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112039276780059204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112039276780059204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112039276780059204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-birthdate-meaning-030705.html' title='my birthdate-meaning? 03/07/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-112031974173428152</id><published>2005-07-03T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:56:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back! n lovin canada! 02/07/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/1600/return%20from%20canada%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/259/767/320/return%20from%20canada%20005.jpg" border="0" height="254" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hey y'all&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;im back from canada n loving it! canada was so much fun! i went to surrey, bc which is near vancouver, for those who dont noe... anw, i got 2 c my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cuzs&lt;/span&gt;, have fun at my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;unc's&lt;/span&gt; and go places which i never thought ill EVER c. for starters, i saw all the scenery that one only can c in the calender. i went to kamloops (small town), mt. whistler (where my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; broke her arm), mt. grouse and seattle (america). o yeah! i couldnt drop the accent the first few days that i came to s'pore. another thing: we took A LOT of pics. do u noe that there's a 208 flavor ice-cream shop in vancouver? i went there and got the gulaab (indian sweet) flavor. and it was (as my cute cuz puts it), AWESOME! u noe, i juz miss canada 4 now. and my cuzs. hw NOT 2 miss them? they've all changed so much. me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sutheeks&lt;/span&gt; shared a room, my grandad and my cuz bro shared a room, my aunt (mum's sis) and my mum shared a room and my girl cuzs shared another room. o yeah? did i mention? my cuzs have this HUGE trampoline in their backyard. its so cool! we all jumped on it. ahh... good old times... can u believe that my youngest and cutest cuz is STILL crying abt us leaving? poor thing. she must really miss us. dun worry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;aarathi&lt;/span&gt;. i miss u too. anw, i had so much fun in canada that i think i was born to live there... hahax. hey? like the pic? its of every1. guess which 1's me? hint: red shirt on most left. the third one's the cutie. anw, i soooo miss my cuzs. waaaa! ok. i shall try to put that behind me, although i wont b able to. hmph! sad, aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, ive gone back 2 sch and there r a lot of changes. art changes to music and we're learning guitar. hurray! and physics changed to bio. hurray 2 that too coz &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;teo chai yaw&lt;/span&gt; isnt all bad... but boo 2 1 thing: the sub eng teacher. i dunno wat she's called but i can say one thing. tt she's rather dramatic. believe moi, that is wat every1 in my class is saying. i guess she's fun sometimes, but overall, it's a boo. o yeah. i luv badminton too. the only time i actually look forward to pe. b4 i 4get, class change. 2f is now at 1h classroom for this term. i tell u its bad karma from wen subra broke his leg. since classroom has changed, seating arrangement oso. m now sitting with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;dean&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sadik&lt;/span&gt;. yayz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o. the french immersion prog. im in the singing part of the concert and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;erwann&lt;/span&gt; will be here in 3 days. excited! (or is it exiting, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yao&lt;/span&gt;?) the songs that we will be singing are vois sur ton chemin from les choristes and singapore town. so far, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;rajeev&lt;/span&gt; and i r the only guys in the singers. i hope the dancers r having fun with their teach, a weird g(u/a)y whose newton's law is 'what goes down must come up'. hahax. m the monitor-kind-of-person for the singers. my teach is a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; mr jin&lt;/span&gt;, opera singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fave eng song: at the beginning by dunnowho&lt;br /&gt;fave tamil song: &lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/channels/tamil/searchresults.asp"&gt;raa raa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; from chandramukhi (check the box and click 'play selected')&lt;br /&gt;fave french song: vois sur ton chemin from les choristes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah rc street sales on fri 1/7/05 were gd. i sold 10 tickets. thank u, public. pls continue to support me and red cross. thank u, thank u! hahax.&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all that ive gotta say. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;c ya later&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/10109990-112031974173428152?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/112031974173428152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=112031974173428152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112031974173428152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/112031974173428152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-n-lovin-canada-020705.html' title='back! n lovin canada! 02/07/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-111729786330934672</id><published>2005-05-28T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:57:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilary duff rawkz! 28/05/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hiz pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess u missed me, huh? u shd have! it's moi we're toking about!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just came back from malaysia (cohort trip) yesterdae and im still sooo tired! will be updating soon though. *crossing fingers* well, i shd b coz its the june hols now. my flight's confirmed to go to canada to fetch my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;granpa&lt;/span&gt; back and c my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;relatives&lt;/span&gt;. *love my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;cuzs&lt;/span&gt;!* so dun expect any entries during 13 - 23 june! m super excited abt it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while was out in ang mo kio central with my mum this morn, i realised tt it was my fren &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;dean&lt;/span&gt;'s b'dae 2dae and decided to sms him a bdae wish. after a while, i get a call from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sadikin&lt;/span&gt; saying tt dean told him tt both of us smsed him at the same time. isn't tt cool? it's either a total coincidence or me and sadik really have such a great connection. that happnd while my mum and i were at the bank. after a while wen we're at the drink shop and im speaking basic chinese, (&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; basic) sadik calls me and tells me tt we're meeting at sch on wed 2 collect our results and then tt we're going 2 j8 2 celebrate sadik's and dean's b'daes. [dean - late, sadik - early] later, i walk past seoul garden and i c tt its halal. i immediately call sadik and tell him tt we can meet there. he says ok. i call dean later @ NTUC n he asks me, how're we gonna get there? i say "i'll figure out sumting." and i have! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;we'll take bus 13 to opp. amk lib, take the overhead bridge and walk from there. hey! at least we'll build up a good appetite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes! i shall now get to my blog title! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hilary duff&lt;/span&gt;, the singer/actress/cool person was on disney channel the whole of todae! i just seem to not be able to get enough of her! mayb coz of her chioness. could b her personality too...&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, first, they had alot of lizzie mcguire eppys, including 5 of her fave shows or sumting. it may seem weird, but a few of those eppys made me realise how important my frens were to me, and that a best fren is always needed to help u along the way. in my case, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sadikin&lt;/span&gt;. hope our frenship never ends! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had the lizzie mcguire movie which was so much cooler than the eppys. i wont tell u the story since u ppls probably already noe abt it. hahax! but since the movie, im addicted to songs like 'hey now' and &lt;a href="http://www.musicvideocodes.com/?song=393"&gt;'why not'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. (click the link to c the song) mayb coz those songs have real meaning to them. finally, they had the 1 hour special on hilary duff's 16th b'dae party. she seems really nice. she also seems like a normal teenager who loves her friends, her family, and what she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just seem to love hilary! ok. now tt's over with, im glad tt the june hols are just beginning. and did i tell u? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;erwann&lt;/span&gt; and i r gd frens, i think... *crossing fingers* coz we've made contact and exchanged photos... just emaild him just now tt im back and can tok again. cool ryt? i nw have a french buddy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yao&lt;/span&gt; is really a poor thing though. i actually was helping him edit his french buddy thomas' english grammar/spelling mistakes. thank god erwann doesn't make so many mistakes!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a piece of sad news, though! sorry geev! i HAVE 2 tell. ri lost the quarter final tamil nus swarna debate to deyi sec. i think it was mostly coz of me! i din really memorise my script properly. poor geev! lost his $50 bet to his bro tt ri would beat deyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all i have to say for now, i guess! i'll blog abt my malaysian trip soon. and u can expect the 4 days in 4 parts coz i'll &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; not be able to recount them altogether. hahax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;tchaoz!&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/10109990-111729786330934672?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/111729786330934672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=111729786330934672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111729786330934672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111729786330934672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/05/hilary-duff-rawkz-280505.html' title='hilary duff rawkz! 28/05/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-111322738989945708</id><published>2005-04-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:58:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still alive! yayz! 11/4/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;salutz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, im not gonna be too bitchy coz im overjoyd and i wanna say that im xtremely sori abt not blogging for the past 3wks and 3 days and newayz, this entry is to just show u pplz that im still alive. watevaz. kkz. down to business.&lt;br /&gt;Although nothing much has been happening in my life lately, wat actually happend made a big impact in &lt;em&gt;ma vie&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i went for a tamil NUS debate &lt;second&gt;against St. Andrew's Sec and guess wat? we WON! yayz! next step: quarter finals...&lt;/second&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i recently got promoted to lance corp. i was so surprisd coz i didnt even think i'd get qualifyd. i wasnt even enthu abt it lor! but nvm. maybe i have a future in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "i wish to thank my mum, my seniors, my batchmates..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got chosen to go to bordeaux, france in nov/dec. cool! i could become a french prof or sumting in teh future. hmmm.... better bring my really warm jacket though! =P there'll b a french guy staying &lt;em&gt;chez moi &lt;/em&gt;during july. he'll be cutting into my private life but wat the heck! i shall not care abt deontology &lt;philo&gt;and use him merely as a means to get to france. muhahahaha! yao was so tense tt he din receive the letter. he was actually driven to the point of derangement once. in the end, he was chosen but his letter wasnt given at first coz there was some misunderstanding and his letter got to teh wrong class. yao, if ure reading this, lemme tell u: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is where bad handwryting gets u.&lt;/philo&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had our hsewarming part 2. wait. this part is not really relevant but nvm. it was quite fun. my cuzs shalu, karthik, kabi, hari &amp; sasi turnd up. that was cool. but SADIKIN, u shall 'never' be forgiven 4 wat u did 2 me - u bailed on me! i SO hate u for tt. kkz nvm. u sux anywayz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, tt's a round up by &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt; and wishing u ppls all the best in wateva shit u take upon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;tchaoz!&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/10109990-111322738989945708?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/111322738989945708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=111322738989945708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111322738989945708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111322738989945708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-still-alive-yayz-11405.html' title='i&apos;m still alive! yayz! 11/4/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-111167839630064990</id><published>2005-03-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:58:33.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 wks and 2 daes... 24/3/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat's up ppls? neways, im real sorry 4 not bloggin 4 the past 2 wks &amp; (2 daes)! hahax! i ony realised i had a blog wen geev told me 2 update it. so, u can c hw cot up and hectic things have been.&lt;br /&gt;i shall get 2 the point. my holidaes were all used up with me going 4 camp, LCM day, the french immersion interview and&lt;em&gt; beaucoup plus &lt;/em&gt;[alot more].&lt;br /&gt;so far, it's been 4 days of i-learning and apparently, i have been slacking. i havent done alot of the homeworks tt have been assignd. at this point, may i take the liberty to say tt &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; is a total and obsolete moron who is REALLY useless. he is so stupid as 2 not make a printable version of the stupid compo notes! i copied it into 2 pages of paper.&lt;br /&gt;OK... nw tt ive ventd out my anger, 4get tt! i have yet 2 reunir [to reunite] with yao guang 2 do the BD [comic]. i sent him a dumb email but he hsnt replied. yao, pls reply soon! we have a rough idea. dunno if it'll work though.... im writing the script n yao's doing the drawing. (they better b gd!)&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded cursormania and my current cursor is a pic of my birthsign, virgo, dancing. oops! i just changed it 2 the french flag. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*i'm soooo enthu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tues, zhang kai, the irritating lifelong loser from french actually botherd trying 2 insult me. i was not botherd and simply bitchd him. in the end, i told him," zhang kai, stop getting bitched by me. i feel ur pain. NOT!" yao was there. he heard it. n todae, z.k. had a &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;stupid theory as to y i was fat and yao was short. in the end, we both asked him, "and exactly wats ur theory 2 being so stupid?" he just shut up. he was probably dumbfounded by our bitchyness.&lt;br /&gt;neways, i just watched 'friends'. very the funny u noe. hey! i gdg! mum calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tchaoz!&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/10109990-111167839630064990?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/111167839630064990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=111167839630064990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111167839630064990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111167839630064990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-wks-and-2-daes-24305.html' title='2 wks and 2 daes... 24/3/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-111029432869822847</id><published>2005-03-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:59:14.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what seducter am i ? 8/3/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IDEAL LOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.It all depends on who you're with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;salut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tt's wat this quiz thing i took thanks 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ms cho&lt;/span&gt;'s recomendation told me. neways, if u wanna take the quiz, follow the link 2 ms cho's blog.&lt;br /&gt;i shall nw continue with my blog... im so sori 4 not blogging 4 so long. too cot up with stuff...&lt;br /&gt;2dae in sch nothin much happened except me finding out that i have this huge blister near my ryt heel. i had 2 walk with my ryt foot in hy-heels position lyk &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ms cho&lt;/span&gt; lor! hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;andrew lim&lt;/span&gt;'s lesson was as usual bryt but it's not helping his hair 2 grow. hmmm.... wonder why? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;'s tummy's getting bigger with her new baby on the way. oh ya! chiobu din turn up 2dae so free period lor! i was slacking. hehe. tamil was the most f***ing period! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; din tell us 2 do specifically anything so we just did a compre. i couldnt finish and those who cant r supposed 2 bring it hm. i 4got 2 bring it hm! im screwd! nooo...! actually, i couldn't b botherd less! :D&lt;br /&gt;then, after lunch i went 4 french class! yayz! there i was sms-ing my tutor cuz my french t'cher couldn't c that i was using my handphone. yao got 19/20 4 his petit test. i got 17/20! this casnnot b! wat's happening 2 me? kk... nvm... i shall get over it!&lt;br /&gt;after french i spent 1h waiting 4 my tutor @ j8 cuz she was supposed 2 treat me 2 sakae sushi. well, finally, she did! i was so excited. it was delicious. i can actually still taste it! the restaurant was so cool! they had these comps inside tt u can use 2 order food, the sushi 'bar' where u take the sushi off the revolving thingy lyk in the airport, the tasty sushi and more. wat i was surprised abt is tt i was full after a very short tym. must b the rice... nvm... wat matters is tt i had fun. o ya! since&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; kate&lt;/span&gt;'s b'dae is tmr, i got her a present and passed it 2 her at sakae sushi. she liked it. yayz! sadik and i struggled 2 find such beautiful earrings after watching 'hitch' yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;yes folks! we went 2 cathay orchard 2 watch the movie. then we went gift-hunting. after tt, wen we were cuming down the escalator, we saw leandra rasiah. sadik was so excited. i din noe y. he actually wanted 2 get her autograph. i soooo can't believe u sad! u disgust me!&lt;br /&gt;after tt, we went 2 hmv 2 listen 2 sum music. i wanted to listen 2 kelly clarkson 'breakaway' and 'since u been gone' but sum big guy was blocking the booth-type place. wen we finishd listening 2 music, sadik brought me ard the shopping mall. i was bored very fast. after tt, the idiot, on our way back, stopped over at the old chang kees and kept on buying food. irritating. well, i came back home then and did hw lor. alot of tamil.&lt;br /&gt;newayz, back 2 2dae. after sakae, kate followed me hm 4 tution and she told me 2 shower (probably coz i stank). i did and then tuition started. we coverd sci and then we did maths assn 4. so... overall, nothing much. but i had fun and it was a gd day 4 moi. tt's it so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;tchao!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-111029432869822847?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/111029432869822847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=111029432869822847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111029432869822847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/111029432869822847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-seducter-am-i-8305.html' title='what seducter am i ? 8/3/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110899416525244926</id><published>2005-02-21T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:59:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toxic! 21/2/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yo yoz! wassup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy but m gonna blog. so... i gotta do LOADS of hw. but... i always make tym 4 my faithful readers.&lt;br /&gt;geeva was acting 'mature' as usual in class. tt was so idiotic. sadik, u shld noe abt our little 'mature' thingy ryt? o ya. he, amos and chris got invested as our class cec. congrats guys! omg! did i just congratulate sum1? who m i? *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;sadik din cum 2 sch 2dae coz of a splitting headache. he probably tot abt philo journal entry too much. without him, lessons were so boring. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;azlan&lt;/span&gt; gave us a journal entry 2 wryt as usual, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope chan&lt;/span&gt; was hopelessly rattling on and on abt animal farm and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;aguss&lt;/span&gt; was doing sum USELESS 'revision'. during his lesson, i tried 2 be as stuck-up as sad by pretending not to have heard geev wen he calld me. nothing personal, sad. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;during maths, coz our class wasn't paying proper attn, chiobu (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bea cho&lt;/span&gt;) started 2 shout and our class was behaving sick in front of her so she had that '&gt;.&lt;' look on her face. guess who was the temp. maths rep? ha-an fei. he was ok ah. he had double the wrk cuz he's the hist rep and had 2 collect the hist. assn oso. comp was damn funny. many were playing 'hit me baby 1 more time' coz of our project. i din care. i went onto yahoo, found 'toxic' video and started playing. the stupid &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sharon xu&lt;/span&gt; din even realise wen i askd her to help me with a prob. and the video was playing. the screwd up comp lab comps couldnt play the video. just the song. poor despo hijazi was running 2 my comp evrytym he heard the music but to no avail as the video couldn't b seen.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i had rc. 2dae was mostly a rec training but there was a bit of footdrill and a bit of first aid theory test. i screwd it up. they told bao rong yesterdae and i was ony told 2dae. so nearly none of us studied and most probably flunked it. =(&lt;br /&gt;nvm. i got over it aredy. despo hsewivez gonna start liaoz. so...&lt;br /&gt;tchaoz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-110899416525244926?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110899416525244926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110899416525244926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110899416525244926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110899416525244926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/02/toxic-21205.html' title='toxic! 21/2/05'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110864364613194937</id><published>2005-02-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:01:49.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m very bored 17/2/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yoz pplz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the bitch again and i haven't eaten. grrr...grrr... hungry... ok.. i shall stop tt nw cuz im scaring myself. =P&lt;br /&gt;haiz... got the stupid icc comps tmr. so lame... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; said in class 2dae tt he put me as the tymkeeper coz he wants me 2 b able to noe hw 2 organize the oratorical comp wen my batch takes over. tt's lyk, sooo lame! anyway, i dun really care abt him or the comps and i would hv bitchd him if i new how 2 in tamil. so far i just noe eng. &amp; french bitching. geev! tamil pro ryt? teach me to bitch in tamil, k? thanks... not! hahax! o ya! jax also hasn't given us our compo book but he wants us 2 wryt a compo tmr. he's the 'slow'est tamil t'cher ive seen!&lt;br /&gt;i decided 2 blog 2dae cuz i din hav much 2 do except the geog frm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt;, the maths assn frm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;beatrice&lt;/span&gt; and the hist. debate preparation thanks 2&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; aguss&lt;/span&gt;. the maths is due on mon so i'll ask my tutor 4 help coz i dunno the ans 2 sum qs. (can i get an extension, sad?) =D the geog hv 2 do later and the hist hav 2 do last-min-work tmr morn. poor me! hahax.&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand a bloody thing abt ionic wateva we're learning in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;andrew lim&lt;/span&gt;'s class. he embarrasses himself by toking 2 us nearly evrydae with his stupid eng. (eg. ionic bond&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;has&lt;/u&gt; /i have to teach u faster&lt;u&gt;s)&lt;/u&gt; he's a TOTAL idiot! there. i feel all better nw.&lt;br /&gt;we had animal farm chp 9 presentation in eng 2dae. it was ok... o who am i kidding? it was the lamest, most useless presentation i saw! their commercials were even stupider. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope chan&lt;/span&gt; was probably speechless at their horrid performance. *breathes in* ok. tt's tt. can't change it. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;durin art we had the sculpture 2 do. my art t'cher &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;janice zhang&lt;/span&gt;'s not bad till she gets pissed lah. very frenly. we sumtyms take the train 2gether. 2dae the class was acting damn pervertic. joining with yiyang is fun. hes a very nice guy... really. i found out tt i cld carry kenny boy 2dae. he's damn lyt ah. nvm. overall, 2dae was fun.&lt;br /&gt;wait! i had 3rd lang 2dae. damn fun lor. i was calld 2 wryt sumting on the board and i wrote crap. i din even noe wat 2 do lor. nvm. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r. yong&lt;/span&gt;'s nt as bad as loy frm wat ive heard. nvm. i shall nt care abt sum1 who's not or (hopefully) won't b teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;then i came hm and went on the comp after washing up. so...tt's all ive gotta say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tchaoz pplz...&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/10109990-110864364613194937?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110864364613194937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110864364613194937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110864364613194937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110864364613194937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/02/m-very-bored-1722005.html' title='m very bored 17/2/2005'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110855776292717349</id><published>2005-02-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:02:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoz...(16/02/2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;yoz pplz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice 2 c u again. NOT! hahax. ok. tt was lame! *gasp* i just bitchd myself. im getting bitchier by the dae...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;sorry abt tt. nvm. lets proceed. ok... v-dae's over... no date... =( french got 20/20. yayz. got 11/15 for petit test 1 of the 2005 sec 3 thanks 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;. yong&lt;/span&gt;. watch charmed yesterdae and it rawked just lyk the rest of the eppys.&lt;br /&gt;we had maths 2dae. 1st period. i did the maths hw 4 nothing! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;beatrice cho&lt;/span&gt; din even check lah! wa lao eh! nvm. i shall contain myself. she's young but such a bad memory though...&lt;br /&gt;next period was eng. i tot my animal farm presentation was during the first eng period (double eng-1 b4 recess, 1 b4 lunch) but no. thank god! our butts were lyk, sooo saved coz we hadn't fine tuned it. but in the end, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope chan&lt;/span&gt; gave us the 2nd half of the eng 1st period to our group 2 do the project. yay! she rox...sometymes ony lah! *im sooo evil*&lt;br /&gt;then we had geog. ok lah... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;fiona chong&lt;/span&gt; still nodded her head (as usual). i got 13/20 for the test! it totally rawks! i actually passed! =) tt is sooo lame!=D&lt;br /&gt;then we had CLE 2dae and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;vincent quek&lt;/span&gt; was missing. geev told us to use it as a free period until the teacher came in but 2 behave so we did... sumting lyk tt. ya. then i was practising my lynes with my animal farm grp members (the next period was eng.)&lt;br /&gt;so, in eng we had 2 perform. our commercials rawkd! there was desperate ducks (my idea) performd by arif and men down by chris and dean and arif. i was the voice over for the 2 commercials. strangely ronald din have much 2 say abt our presentation but he screwd my article. y??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope chan&lt;/span&gt; was actually asking us qs after our presentation. we cleard her doubts though... i gues our presentation was just a little bit imperfect... we kind of bitched her too...&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we had philo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;azlan&lt;/span&gt;? yes. he is hated by nearly the whole of our class and the same ppl 'hate' zul too cuz azlan looks lyk zul. azlan's DAMN sarcastic lah. he's kind of bitchy too. eww! did i just associate myself with a t'cher? but he commended our performance in class. we rawk!&lt;br /&gt;he also punishd us 4 nt paying attention. we have 2 write a 500 word essay on sumting... philo... *haiz*&lt;br /&gt;after tt, i had 2 go 4 a stupid ICC meeting. i was stunned wen i was told tt i was the tymkeeper for oratorical competition. not. it's a lame job, actually. ring the stupid bell...&lt;br /&gt;then i went for the heats 4 javelin... dun wanna tok abt it... din qualify. myn was the only 1 tt actually stood up wen it touched the grd. then i left the place, got an excuse form so tt i dun hv 2 go 4 rc this fri and instead 4 icc, and came hm.&lt;br /&gt;kk. tt's it. mum calling. got loads of hw 2 do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tchaoz pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-110855776292717349?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110855776292717349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110855776292717349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110855776292717349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110855776292717349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/02/yoz16022005.html' title='yoz...(16/02/2005)'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110809992692888332</id><published>2005-02-11T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:03:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cuz's 21st b'dae bash! (09/02)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hiz pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassup? my cuz's 21st bdae bash was yesterdae. there was dancing and loads of other stuff lyk cake, food, etc. i din even noe it but my aunt had called my ex-crush there - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Roshane&lt;/span&gt;. this is bcoz my cuz's bro is in the same class as my crush's sis. nothing btw them though. gd. i can't believe it but i still have the hots 4 her. there was this game for the 'kids under 16' in which i was sumhow pulled into. i saboed (sabotaged) Roshane by telling the host to call her. hahax. there was this part of the game in which if ure a guy u hv 2 wear a girl's slippers and vice versa. i exchanged shoes with her and OW! it was PURE PAIN. she was a size 8 and me - a 12. OW! but that was fun. i was 1 of the winners where i got a weirdo cap. i passd it 2 her and told her 2 share it with her sis coz she had 2 put up with my stinky shoes - barefooted. the poor soul!&lt;br /&gt;the food was very nice, especially the cake. the party too. i was dancing with my relatives. it rocked. i went 2 help with the deco in the morning u noe. im such a gd boy! hahax!&lt;br /&gt;well... i guess tt's pretty much all. so... thanks 4 checking out my bitchy blog. o yeah! i dun care if i wasn't bitchy enough 2dae coz u can't judge me anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;tchao!/ au revoir!/ byez!... wateva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-110809992692888332?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110809992692888332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110809992692888332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110809992692888332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110809992692888332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-cuzs-21st-bdae-bash-0902.html' title='my cuz&apos;s 21st b&apos;dae bash! (09/02)'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110752522714885243</id><published>2005-02-05T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:11:55.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>din blog 4 soooo long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hiz pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maddy 'the bitch' mathan going to bitch more ppl again. sorry, my avid fans 4 not blogging 4 soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;first up 2dae, fri the 04 feb 2005, i had hmt.&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; jax&lt;/span&gt; sucked lyk AND scolded shit (sibi) 2dae. he let us watch 'pearl harbour' in tamil. then he was boring us to sleep by toking and toking abt wars and tt we are supposed to ryt a compo abt it tt is due on mon. i totally wanna die!&lt;br /&gt;then, we had sci. i HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;andrew lim&lt;/span&gt;! he's an IDIOT! the sci dept is worse! this is cuz i din finish my stupid sci quiz. @ the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; i can probably get abt more than 0. tt's quite gd u noe! anyways, geeva and i were shouting 'may andrew lim ROT!' once he left the class. we couldn't help it; we were damn pissed!&lt;br /&gt;at least after tt, we had recess. i ate mutton briyani then sadik decided 2 treat me 2 a cup choco ice-cream. thanks sadik!&lt;br /&gt;geography: we now have to take the geog test on on mon during lunch tks 2 our dear &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fiona chong&lt;/span&gt;. she rocks lor! but yiyang and the rest should REALLY stop not shushing every1. she still nodded her head as usual and thanks 2 her toking too long, we have to take the test on mon. i now have to type out my geog notes cuz i wrote them on foolscap and they're VERY untidy.&lt;br /&gt;last period 2dae was history. boring as usual, thanks 2 the goose, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aguss&lt;/span&gt;! his history lessons SUCK! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;allan soo&lt;/span&gt;'s classes were MUCH better. lyk geeva said, "aguss is only historian while allan is historian+teacher". 'founding of singapore' totally sux! i dun understand a thing. aguss's lessons always make me wanna sleep. he is sooooo boring! it is only now tt i realize y ppl say tt history is boring.&lt;br /&gt;yay!!! sch's over! tym 4 fun! not! i went straight 2 library. i did duty until 3 but i 4got 2 record went finishing my duty. *sigh* forgetful me! i went 4 lunch while it was duty tym cuz i was damn hungry. i dunno y but my food digests fast these daes. anyways... i left @ 3 cuz i had RP (raffles players). i left with yao guang. we went 2 the eng studio and there was lyk, 4/5 ppl there lor. damn pathetic. later, there were more ppl lyk nabil, rahul, anish, bing xi and so on. 2dae we were concentrating more on the emotion and movement in a play. we at the end of the day oso played the 'liar' game. RP games are, lyk, soooo fun! then &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;quah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; seok wee&lt;/span&gt; said tt we had to go for a play. im not sure wat its called oso. sum thing lyk Raymond chan and the 3 bears or sumting. its probably a twist to our fave little fairytale. ends this sundae so she's 'forcing' us 2 go. i heard its quite gd too.&lt;br /&gt;then, the RP workshop ended and then i came back home 2 rest. im resting by typing the blog over here 4 u guys. so, lyk, better appreciate it and even if u make comments, tok 2 the hand cuz the bitch ain't listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tchaoz pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-110752522714885243?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110752522714885243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110752522714885243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110752522714885243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110752522714885243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/02/din-blog-4-soooo-long.html' title='din blog 4 soooo long!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110596707871521983</id><published>2005-01-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:03:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hiz again ppls!!!&lt;/span&gt; i'm soooo sleepy 2dae. still, im gonna type this blog 4 u guys. im listening 2 music videos 2 keep me awake. it's amazing how the artistes can totally picture the lives of the teenagers. (lyk me!)&lt;br /&gt;2dae, first period was year-head assembly. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jacq sim&lt;/span&gt; showd us a few clips of our first week of sec 2. it wasn't too bad. we got to watch a simpsons cartoon after tt! o ya! i left my phone at home 2dae and was so sad. i tried asking my mum 2 bring the thing over but she didn't. waah!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;i had comp after tt and managed 2 finish my 1st tutorial although we were supposed to finish the 2nd one by 2dae. lol! i blame &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sharon xu&lt;/span&gt; 4 not giving us enough time.&lt;br /&gt;we had pe 2dae. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;vincent quek&lt;/span&gt; taught us how to play a great game called softball 2dae. it totally rockd! we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;after pe we had sumting great. it was our recess!&lt;br /&gt;we met our new oral comm teacher 2dae. his name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;mr. yeo&lt;/span&gt;. he was quite sick, mentally speaking... sum guys were quite 'sexcited'. he was ok, i guess... we'll have to see...&lt;br /&gt;then, we had eng. it was ok... i handed up my animal poem. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; was being hopelessly boring, as usual. we're supposed to do the newspaper thingy and the news broadcast by week 7. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;yay!!! lunch! the best period of the day!&lt;br /&gt;now, we have the ultimate villian... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt;! he sux! i gave him the autograph and all i got was a thanks. i was sooo the only 1 who handed in the newspaper article review. and the only 1 who asked 4 forgiveness wen i din bring sumting.&lt;br /&gt;i had red cross training 2dae. it was ok.. i guess. firstly, i had the evacuation class and it was very interesting. after tt, i went for the 'physical training' in which i din participate bcoz i am just recovering from a cold. we were let off late 2dae. abt 15-20 min late. boo!!!&lt;br /&gt;ryt now, im at home typing. i'm quite tired, so if ur 1dering y im not too bitchy 2dae, there u go! i'm also listening to jojo's 'baby it's u' remix (my fave!) so, i'm quite calm 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;okay... i gotta go. so... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;byez pplz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10109990-110596707871521983?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110596707871521983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110596707871521983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110596707871521983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110596707871521983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/01/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues...'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110561877658974747</id><published>2005-01-14T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T20:50:47.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah! damn tired ah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hiz pplz!&lt;/span&gt; i'm lyk, sooo tired todae u noe! i slept @ 12 plus yeasterdae nyt typing my blog 4 u 2 read. *yawn* oh my god! vincent's workout 4 a 'washboard' figure was making me suffer in pain 2 dae. every tym i stood up or stretched, my stomach muscles would ache. even now as im sitting.&lt;br /&gt;any ways, b4 flag raising, arif and geeva were fooling ard, saying tt they had had sex the nyt b4 at sum 'room 29'. it was damn funny. i was laughing along with others lyk hell. they were seriously very funny.&lt;br /&gt;i was having tamil 4 first period 2dae. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jax&lt;/span&gt; is a TRUE ass! he gave us a compo and wants it only next thurs/wed. he said it's so tt we can think on it and write well. it's actually because he's lazy 2 mark the f***d up thing. then, at the end of the lesson, i asked jax 4 his name spelling in tamil cuz my mum wanted to get him an autograph from this famous person that he's kind of mad abt. the whole class heard tt and was going "uugh...". i felt soooo embarrassed. they were saying "wow! mathan is sucking up to jax!" i din noe wat to say. so, i just shut my mouth and walked on.&lt;br /&gt;in geog,&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; fiona&lt;/span&gt; was being a half bitch. but not worse than me, so to speak. she kind of 'jackd' me in class. we were supposed 2 make a list of 70-100 words related to 'changes in agriculture'. fiona helpd us a bit and sadikin, as usual, became the leader and was being a teensy bit of a control freak. he was too interested in the deco of the big 'mahjong paper' mind-map and we din finish our mind-map. thank god we can still finish it on the next geog lesson.&lt;br /&gt;science was okay i guess... we were still learning the periodic table and were quite bored. we also got 2 w/s. i think &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; went berserk. i dunno y, but i just think so. i paid attention but as usual, geeva was reading his tamil storybook that he hopes to finish by end of this week which isn't very far away.&lt;br /&gt;then we had recess. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yay!!!&lt;/span&gt; we finally get a break!&lt;br /&gt;after recess, we had &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hope chan&lt;/span&gt;, the pregnant woman. she was boring like shit. i nearly fell asleep. she was toking abt animal farm lah. wat do u expect? she sorted us out into groups to do sumkind of 'creative chapter review' by making sum kind of newsletter thing. i was in the same group as arif, dean and chris (our monitor and lit expert).&lt;br /&gt;history was the most &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"sexciting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aguss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' fave quote) period of the day. we had a game of risk on the comp. it was quite fun and we haven't beaten anyone yet. but my grp will... my group had a secret alliance with sadikin's. (duh! put geeva and mathan in the same group and sadikin in the one b4, wat do u get? three best friends' secret alliance.)&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had lunch at mac's (the one near the lang. centre.) after which i went 4 french class.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun as usual. i had the same teacher as one of my senior friends, wang ting. my teacher's name is &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Monsieur YONG&lt;/span&gt;. he totally rox! he is sooo cool. he has these soft toys under his desk and uses them to teach us lessons. he also speaks MANY langs. which are: eng, french, chinese, malay, tamil, hindi, spanish, italian. he is very gentle and loves us a lot. he is also very understanding.&lt;br /&gt;after tt, i came back home and my mum asked me to follow her to my old house to clean it up although she had a part-tym maid to help. i, however, said no and was doing my blog. isn't this nice?&lt;br /&gt;ok. im done. mum starting to nag anyway. ok. gotta go do my hw. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;byez pplz...&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/10109990-110561877658974747?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110561877658974747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110561877658974747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110561877658974747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110561877658974747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/01/wah-damn-tired-ah.html' title='wah! damn tired ah!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10109990.post-110554510333838551</id><published>2005-01-13T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:39:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiz peoplez!!!</title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hiz pplz!!!&lt;/span&gt; it's 'maddy' mathan here! oh yah. b4 i start, id lyk 2 say tt i will only b posting blogs once evry 2-3 days or so. so if u dun c a post, dun blame me coz i just myt b bz. as this is my first blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im gonna just tell u how my day was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1st, i had science. although &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt;'s head's shinyness was bloking my concentration, i managed 2 concentrate abt the periodic table. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yay!!!&lt;/span&gt; afterwards, we had PE. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;vincent&lt;/span&gt; isn't bad u noe. he's very bad. i think he went mad wen he asked us to do the stupid push-up thing (2F boys shld noe). then, we had geog. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fiona &lt;/span&gt;is okay i guess... the geog trips are quite interesting 4 this year. next, we had recess (yay!!! a break!) after tt, we had &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aguss&lt;/span&gt; 4 our CLE (most slacky period of the day). we were toking abt values and crap like tt. after that, we had hmt. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jacks&lt;/span&gt; was boring but interesting as usual. coz of that, i was paying attention. next:lunch. i went to lib 2 help out 4 a while during lunch and din have enough time to change into my PE 4 red cross tt was after eng lit. so, i went to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;'s class hopelessly late (get it?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after that crap of a class, i had to go to red cross training. it was actually 1 of the more 'slack' trainings. we had rec 4 1 hour (after a long tym), then were running around the admin blk coz the seniors told us to. in the end, we were dismissed @ the porch. o yah! amos is becoming more paranoid of the seniors by the day. worse than us than wen we were noobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after tt, we had sum visitors over at my new house. they had wanted to cum and c my new hse 4 a long tym. my mum was free 2dae so she asked them 2 cum over. she was telling them all my kid stories and i thank god i was saved the embarrassment by doing my french hw (we gotta ryt a love story). they left at abt 10.30 pm after a good dinner of chicken briyani indian style. so, i've finished my love story and am now typing this blog. so, im done! thanks 4 'listening'! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;byez pplz!&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/10109990-110554510333838551?l=i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/110554510333838551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10109990&amp;postID=110554510333838551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110554510333838551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10109990/posts/default/110554510333838551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-m-bitchy.blogspot.com/2005/01/hiz-peoplez.html' title='hiz peoplez!!!'/><author><name>*FaBuLiCiOuS*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04787104551309726116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nhfm1-2KIu8/R6BhknxQeUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2jMbYMCzVSM/S220/2007+gradnite+065.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
