<?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-7452229</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:00:46.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>___________________________You matter more than anyone else.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115246525350467802</id><published>2006-07-09T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:53:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uber-evol.livejournal.com"&gt;MOVED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115246525350467802?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115246525350467802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115246525350467802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115246525350467802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115246525350467802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115235963470813628</id><published>2006-07-08T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T04:54:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freak la. Everything that goes wrong is MY fault.&lt;br /&gt;Lights not turned off, doors not locked, fridge door not closed properly, towels not driedproperly.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED. TIRED. TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED OF GETTING SCOLDED, LOOKING AT THAT BLACK FACE OF YOURS, PUTTING UP WITH UR DUNOWAD SORT OF ATTITUDE WHEN IM SO STRESSED UP TOO.&lt;br /&gt;argh.i&lt;br /&gt;know im not an understanding daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How could it happen? All at once the world came crashing down on a single innocent man named Job. It was the ultimate in unfairness. First raiders stole his belongings and slaughtered his servants. Then fire from the sky burned up his sheeps, and a mighty wind destroyed his house and killed his sons and daughters. Finally, Job came down with a horrible, painful disease. 'What did i do to deserve such sufferings?' He wailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we all find ourselves in a position somewhat like Job's. Our world seems to crumble. Nothing makes sense anymore. God seems distant and silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At such moments of great crisis and stress, Job's life stands as an example to us. And we can be thankful that he came through it, as we will, with great blessings afterwards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was ALWAYS there when i whined, exploded, cajoled and collapsed into self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;YES, God is the lover of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;No one else but him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP SHIRMAINE! i know how stinky and dark it gets when u're stuck under this big pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;We always tell each other how important a family is to us.&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what happens, they will stand by you.&lt;br /&gt;It's true.. But i realised human love fails no matter who, what, where.&lt;br /&gt;When my dad told me off, i just wept till my eyeballs popped.&lt;br /&gt;I know he cares, but still, i cant help but feel so broken and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;It was as if life couldnt get any shittier.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus seemed so far, but Anjo kinda saved my woe-be-gone moments yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why..But i feel like studies is taking its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;Study requires vic to be cooped up in my room right?&lt;br /&gt;But i get nagged at for staying in my room all day long.&lt;br /&gt;And when i dont, i get shitty results, and then?&lt;br /&gt;He thinks i fall asleep and i dun study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant teachers and parents be more understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know. O levels is like damn freaking near.&lt;br /&gt;Not only does ur hair grow white, OURS DO TOO.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OUR FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;If we dont do well, we suffer.&lt;br /&gt;As Lulu says "Teachers stressed? They get paid"&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that they get paid, THEY CARE --"&lt;br /&gt;Can the teacher's care not be to the extent that students must suffer from breakdowns after breakdowns?&lt;br /&gt;When we fail, it doesnt mean we didnt put in the effort to study at all.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A FALLACY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SIXTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i feel so sick of life already.&lt;br /&gt;If only this whole globe wasnt seperated into different nations.&lt;br /&gt;Then Vic can travel all around without a passport.&lt;br /&gt;It's boring to get stucked here..&lt;br /&gt;STUDY, GET GD RESULTS, WORK, DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you're probably the one and only reason life can be so interesting for me.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME ANOTHER REASON TO LIVE.Hahaha.Drama.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many moments of insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i hate living.&lt;br /&gt;I think im just another one of your deceptions.&lt;br /&gt;On another hand, i think its just a teenager thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire dearie.Lift up all your worries to Jesus ya.&lt;br /&gt;No more tears, no more tiredness, no more sadness, no more loneliness, no more stress.&lt;br /&gt;It's all in Jesus hands.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you to come finding me during recess anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i want u to be enjoying happy times with ur classmates that u dun even have the time to find me during recess! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;God wants the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the above passage on Job helped you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;He went through shit too, but He came thru it with great blessings afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Await for ur blessings too!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115235963470813628?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115235963470813628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115235963470813628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115235963470813628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115235963470813628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/freak-la.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115234538103444171</id><published>2006-07-08T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:56:21.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;I TYPED ONE UBER LONG POST AND IT ISNT SHOWING.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONE.&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR SADNESS.&lt;br /&gt;SADSADSAD.&lt;br /&gt;I REPLIED SHIRMAINE AND CLAIRE A WHOLE CHUNK OF WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS GONE?&lt;br /&gt;BAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE TIME TO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY BABES.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCHIE!&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BLOG AGAIN ANOTHER TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115234538103444171?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115234538103444171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115234538103444171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115234538103444171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115234538103444171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115234508060069774</id><published>2006-07-08T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:51:20.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115234508060069774?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115234508060069774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115234508060069774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115234508060069774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115234508060069774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115194000219001265</id><published>2006-07-03T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T08:20:02.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing how God works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be an angsty, rebellious, frowning loser anymore.&lt;br /&gt;COS IM NOT. I'm God's beloved, righteous, cleansed, whole and SINLESS.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would stay angry forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would be a girl with a plastic smile and a broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;But NO, God didnt allow me to remain so broken and sorrowful.&lt;br /&gt;He spoke to me through Anjo's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should go read her blog mans. She's sucha woman of God!&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, her faithfulness is truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DROWNED BY JESUS SWEETNESS.&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEEEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, i dont want to run away from you anymore, no matter how circumstances change, no matter how my world comes crashing down, I know you're still the One who loves and cares for VIKKI!&lt;br /&gt;It's scary to let go of your love, because other than you, nobody cares for me to the extent of dying for me.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, im nothing. AND I DONT WANT TO FADE INTO NOTHINGNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love anjo and her beautiful soul!&lt;br /&gt;All along i thought i was this lousy, shitty, not up to standard MM.&lt;br /&gt;I cant be as fun as others. I cant socialise with the younger RS peeps as well as others. I cant do this, i cant do that.&lt;br /&gt;Then Anjo sent an sms saying, " You know right, you're an mm because u're called. there's something that God has for  you, definately! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think she's such an angel?&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY! She's one angel from Heaven(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness shall be treasured from the bottom of my fixed-up-broken-heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gnna look to myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So what if imma lousy MM?&lt;br /&gt;God called me for a purpose, and he's gonna change me from someone lousy to someone mighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. IM SO HIGH. ITS 11.15PM BUT IM STILL HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS, IM HIGH ON YOU.&lt;br /&gt;((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115194000219001265?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115194000219001265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115194000219001265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115194000219001265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115194000219001265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-amazing-how-god-works-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115184526433511558</id><published>2006-07-02T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:01:04.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/1600/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/1600/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/1600/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/320/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/1600/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love new creation church.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I LOVE DARE,CAMPUS AND MY DAD'S FREN SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, all super generous.&lt;br /&gt;Without them, i guess i wont be able to finish selling my kitkats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate my school.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being so extreme.&lt;br /&gt;But whats with forcing us to go school at 9.30 and then releasing us only at 11+?&lt;br /&gt;And whats with disallowing us to return home when we've done our part selling the chocs for so many fucking hours?&lt;br /&gt;My poor Sandy was forced to finish selling the remaining chocolates Limin and Eka had, if not she couldnt leave. TILL 6+.&lt;br /&gt;Unreasonable crap.&lt;br /&gt;Her legs were already breaking mind you.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH. UNFAIR WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a strong desire to go overseas with my big bro to study.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to get stuck with Singapore's education system.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know its great, i know its been recognised in many other countries, but.. SO?&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say thanks to Mabel, Valentia, Claudia and Consie.&lt;br /&gt;U girls cheered me up yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know u girls didnt know, but i left halfway during worship NOT to meet my friend.&lt;br /&gt;There wasnt even a friend, i went down to emo. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Im a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;But when i started talking to you all, i just felt happier lah. K, im nuts.&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I LOVE U ALL!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE INDIAN DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REPLIES TO TAGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Zoe] yeh i managed to reach home sweet home with those coins! HOW WAS CHOC DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edwin] okays. ur tagging is so random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hid] hahah. the sick girls. I LOVE TAPPING YOU. wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Madeleine] read ur blog alr! GET WELL SOON YEH. and im wondering when i'll really get to see you. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[shawnie kor] I WORE THE SHOES TWO DAYS STRAIGHT ALREADY. GOSH. AND I'VE USED 15 PLASTERS ALTOGETHER READY. I HOPE IT SEASONS SOOOOON. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[elaine] I MISS YOU TOO PRETTY! oooh.. gary's da man ehs! haha. either way, u're a senior too! u are impt to the section too yah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[valentia] lol! okay. SMELLY CHOCS TASTE GOOD TO VALENTIA. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115184526433511558?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115184526433511558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115184526433511558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115184526433511558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115184526433511558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-new-creation-church.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115140445550892975</id><published>2006-06-27T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T03:34:15.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know sometimes, all i want to do is stay home and not face everything thats coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;But as Ms neo says, u can run away, but not forever.&lt;br /&gt;So to all slackers out there, move ur asses and get down to studying, because ur deadline is the damn Os.&lt;br /&gt;Okays, the line above is directing at myself too. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my first day of school! Because i ate sth wrong on sunday and ended up not going to school on monday. AHh.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing that happened today is, both me and sandy forgot to bring our wallets together!&lt;br /&gt;Urkhum* so we ended up borrowing from Zoe, Cadence and Gansiew. Thank God for kind souls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw Yixiong talking to Zoe and Cadence at the canteen just now, i felt sooo emo.&lt;br /&gt;That lil boy has growned so so much.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how Zoe and I were so close to the nets.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ZOE.. and of course my section.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the sec ones are doing. I know i kind of practice favouritism.. cos i go "CHENGTAT" all day long. BUT STILL, i think the sec 1s rock.&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's the sec twos, with only Huiting and Jane left. YOU GO GIRLS. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And the SEC THREES! The peeps who have been with the sec4s thru so many events.&lt;br /&gt;I haven popped over fer so long.. So i'll do that some time soon. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i blogged about how left out i felt, but i shouldnt just care about wad i feel really.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i know i used to complain how come seniors dont come back to visit the band anymore.&lt;br /&gt;History repeating itself? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, all the best to:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gary, Joel and Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;on taking care of the band! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xiong-ge&lt;/span&gt; on conducting the band!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; on handling the section! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO. DARE THIS SATURDAY. Madeleine joy teow meifang... SEE U THERE *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after reading valentia's blog, im wondering what happened to her poor eye O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLY TO TAGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[Claudia] Muahaha. cant wait to see you on saturday! CRAZY MOO MOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[Mika] Aww.. I was at home studying. Haha. I'm sure the camp was a blast for u right! I read ur blog! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[Madeleine] UPDATED BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115140445550892975?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115140445550892975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115140445550892975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115140445550892975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115140445550892975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/yknow-sometimes-all-i-want-to-do-is.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115059624275398720</id><published>2006-06-17T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:04:02.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy's happy with the card and present((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY PRETTY SUNSHINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AKA MABEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dare was great great great yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was trembling all over when i was gonna catch Ariel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was afraid that i would fall like how i did during EJ camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EMBARASSING LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God Ariel's smaller than me =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha. AND I CAUGHT HER SUCCESSFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay la, im quite retarded cos Wenhui can catch almost everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-.-" hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, the catching im talking about is not those kind of run about catching la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's two totally different thangs. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And something funny about church is, the ppl dont really know how old you are unless they're close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost everyone cant believe im sec4. HAHAHA. It's damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This gives me a chance to go around acting like some small kid. CHEAT PEOPLES' FEELINGS. Gahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omg, no time to blog anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heading out for church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men are like laxatives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They irritate the shit out of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115059624275398720?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115059624275398720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115059624275398720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115059624275398720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115059624275398720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fathers-day-yayy-daddys-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115020759089022591</id><published>2006-06-13T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T07:06:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/1600/mymaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5676/459/320/mymaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh cool. My first time uploading pics on my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeahh. Thats my lovely maid for you.. I forced her to do this act cute pose with me. HA. This picture was taken AGES ago mann. Klah. Earlier part of year2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS HER. MISSEDMISSEDMISSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupid *** *** people treat her like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She should just fly back to singapore and stay with me all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh, it must be sad and painful, having to put up with horrid Maams and Sirs in *** ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NVM, i'll pray for my beloved maid! God will perform miracles! Like.. like.. CONVERT THEM INTO NICE LOVING KIND OWNERS. Ha. Okayyy. Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HEY CLAIRE. Thanks for loving me the way you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think you're really full of God's love, cos u're loving everyone around you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Continue loving people little glorious child of God(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But so sorry, i've decided not to go for the camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i do have my reasons.. sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sighs, tmrw is gonna be another day of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mugging sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want weekends, where church rules the day. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115020759089022591?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115020759089022591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115020759089022591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115020759089022591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115020759089022591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115018106193642162</id><published>2006-06-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:44:21.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kill me. Shoot me. Hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt can never be washed away.&lt;br /&gt;Shit me. I'm always the cause of all trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being so fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WANT TO GO FOR THE CAMP OR NOT?&lt;br /&gt;Freak man.&lt;br /&gt;How come other sec four students can go with no worries while i, VICTORIA LIEW CHUN MEI, is here fretting so much for the upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;So much to study, so little motivation and so little time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vic, go ahead and believe God's gonna help you.&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU OF LITTLE FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;To go or not to go.&lt;br /&gt;To be a good girl, stay home and study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly guilty for all the empty words i've said to the church peeps like Const, Mabel, Claudia, Mika, Hiromi.&lt;br /&gt;KNS LAH YOU VIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm irresponsible, a promise breaker and a lousy.. friend?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;IWANNASPLITMYSELFINTOTWO.&lt;br /&gt;argghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115018106193642162?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115018106193642162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115018106193642162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115018106193642162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115018106193642162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-115004217797795231</id><published>2006-06-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:15:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My maid just called from china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeh, she's working as a maid in china now and she's speaking in chinese quite fluently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it sounds funneh. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss her so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am i emo or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only she could stay and never leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only she was still in Singapore, living under the same roof as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we can go loyang point together and eat the 50cent ice cream cone from macs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drink bubble tea together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;develop photos from my lao pok cam together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get angry at each other and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watch chinese shows together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i wouldnt be so lonely on thursdays when the family goes for bible study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then someone would be there to cook black noodles and share with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then someone would be there to hear me whine about how fattening the food im eating is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i would have someone to turn to when i get scolded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then mummy wouldnt have to be so stressed up all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you back so badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All it took was that call to make me want you back so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why must people come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant they just stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why must blood be thicker than water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and i didnt get the chance to wish her happy burfday cos the line was cut off halfway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday Mus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love and miss you many many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only you could read this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-115004217797795231?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004217797795231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=115004217797795231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115004217797795231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/115004217797795231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-maid-just-called-from-china.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114960597280865064</id><published>2006-06-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:59:32.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY'S DATE IS COOL STUF.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin at starbucks was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and I drank so much till we felt like puking. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Banana mocha and Java chips was good.&lt;br /&gt;But we still miss our beloved rhumba dearly.&lt;br /&gt;We were like evaluating the drinks there. So retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Anti social us drinking at starbucks while the rest of the girls were at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were super hyper cos of the high glucose concentration in our blood.&lt;br /&gt;Excess giggling attracts unwanted attraction from the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Guess our continuous luffter irritated the class =x&lt;br /&gt;WE COULDNT HELP IT.&lt;br /&gt;We stared at each other and giggled non-stop. Haha. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY WORLD. UGLY PEOPLE. UGLY TRUTHS.&lt;br /&gt;Bastards should die.&lt;br /&gt;Eh i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should they? Are they heartless?&lt;br /&gt;Why are girls always on the losing end?&lt;br /&gt;Dont they have a guilty conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grossed out and disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're the coolest dude on earth?&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;It's disturbing to know so many truths.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder innocence isnt forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRGGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog post wasnt intended to be so emo.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH. I MISS THE OLD SEC THREE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to stop blogging here. so that mabel can read this post. HA.&lt;br /&gt;she has been asking me whther im done since God-knws-when =x&lt;br /&gt;sunshine so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114960597280865064?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960597280865064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114960597280865064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114960597280865064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114960597280865064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/todays-date-is-cool-stuf.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114950688389570855</id><published>2006-06-05T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T04:28:04.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunshine, im updating for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Serviced with Claud, Mabel and Consiee on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Took a picture with my lao pok camera but Mabel aint in the pic :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Consiee seems to be having chronic fatigue. She went home halfway. How saddening. Anyway she's at korea now enjoying herself. ENVYENVY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Could only spend arnd half an hour with them at swensens :( but i know claudia was happy laa, AHEM was there lehhhh. HAHAH. And i flew to cityhall to meet zoe and headed straight to Sentosa. This explains why im overdressed for sentosa -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Felt quite retarded cos everyone else was so casual. Aye, anyway imma useless senior who went there to support my junior. I dont even know if they care whether i go or not, cos my presence doesnt seem to make a difference. Why does the clarinet section feel so different now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, at Sentosa, all i felt was guilt cos as always, others say the sec fours are selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, enuf unhappy thoughts. Haha. So Zoe and I walked back to harbour front from Sentosa cos the queue for the bus was uber long. And i acted like some tourist, stopping halfway to take pictures cos the backdrop was so beautiful.HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, what do monks go to sentosa for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically, yesterday was spent outdoors from morning to night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ON THE OTHER HAND, i camped at home for the entire day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Home is love (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My 2nd bro told me i should have followed him to the flea market yesterday. Wish i had the money. He said he'll bring me to buy clothes once he gets his pay. He's so sweet. But i feel bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH. And both brothers and myself are gna sing a song to my dad on his birthday, which is this friday. Oh my my, both of them sing so well, hope my voice wont spoil things. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need t study. Look at the rate others are mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus, bless me with wisdom and grace as i study. Let my brain cells multiply abundantly. Although i know vikki is naturally not-so-smart, ur holy spirit in me makes me supernaturally smart. AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114950688389570855?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114950688389570855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114950688389570855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114950688389570855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114950688389570855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunshine-im-updating-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114935819204225732</id><published>2006-06-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:09:52.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" The good we do is never lost,&lt;br /&gt;Each kindly act takes root;&lt;br /&gt;And every bit of love we sow&lt;br /&gt;In time will bear its fruit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sow my love unto you girl.&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna disappoint me, i've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm prepared for anything that comes my way.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i wanna see you growing from glory to glory.&lt;br /&gt;That's the greatest part of loving others.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that you'll come back to church and leave again.&lt;br /&gt;Its like raising up my hopes up high and then crushing it down flat back again.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess life's like that..&lt;br /&gt;Since my hopes ever got crushed before.. wo yi jing xi guan le.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO. Whats happening on 10th june? Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOTTA WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANNA EMOMO ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SANDY!&lt;br /&gt;LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;I like to be retarded and spastic and HAPPYTICTICTIC.&lt;br /&gt;Spashtic ISH NiCEYsXz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Consie, Mabel and Claud fer lunch at subway today.&lt;br /&gt;STORY TELLING TO EACH OTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually all four of us have TOTALLY different personalities.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool how we actually love hanging out together.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Love y'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Valentia, uhh, she FLY OVERSEAS" quote from Claud.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. Damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Serving was so slack today.&lt;br /&gt;Thank to &lt;em&gt;someone,&lt;/em&gt; many of us could just stand around doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But God sees our faithfulness, Consie baby should chill chill ya?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, we're afterall sisters in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;BU YAO SHEN QI LE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise i cant concentrate on service at the servers' section.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be like so distracted by everything around me.&lt;br /&gt;Dang. THAT'S BAD.&lt;br /&gt;Was looking at everyone's diaries. =X&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CLAUDIA'S DIARY LAH. IT'S SUPER DEE CREATIVE. DAMN NICE!&lt;br /&gt;And her shoes is self-customised. Just like mine. Just that i didnt customise my shoes on my own. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And MABEL IS MY SUNSHINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are my sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY ONLY SUNSHINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH I SAW YUYANG AT SUNTEC TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Wahah. Claire and I like in a state of shock lah can.&lt;br /&gt;So funny.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i dont wanna be a crazy fan of another not-so-typical teenage boy.&lt;br /&gt;HA. COS IM ALREADY A CRAZY FAN OF JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And im supposed to dedicate smth to mr hotline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;HI MR HOTLINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why are you so lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Lamer than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My lame shifu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Okay whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hotline is available 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;COOL RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I know i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hotline is kpo and likes to drink kopi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;K that was random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;Not to play, not to tan, not to anything but to SUPPORT MY JUNIORS AT BALLOON HAT.&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU PEEPS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114935819204225732?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114935819204225732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114935819204225732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114935819204225732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114935819204225732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-we-do-is-never-lost-each-kindly.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114915460052352849</id><published>2006-06-01T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T03:09:40.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;Shit la. I hate titration. Im sucha cheater bug at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at practicals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human.. selfish by nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i even bother so much about people when they dont even give a fk?&lt;br /&gt;What for get all sad and emo over em when VIC doesnt make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy told me it's because she's my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sure, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Each time i read her blog, i get so heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna say a single word anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna open your heart anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I dont wanna be a pest that bugs you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be this irritating nothing-better-to-do holy freak that forces you to go back to church and your old ways.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i use to hate this girl who forced me to put up my hands and worship.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, God never forces people to worship him either.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether you think im condemning you.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, you dont even care whether i do.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish you knew, no one ever wanted to give up the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, im just another girl like you are.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't perfect, but God's my perfection.&lt;br /&gt;He is yours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna love you till you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;If everything's gonna turn sour, i'd rather shut my mouth up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go girl, lead the life you want.&lt;br /&gt;Anddd.. stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band dinner rocked.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Zat for organising.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Yimei for helping out so much to make all these things possible for us too!&lt;br /&gt;All the singers and musicians were great.&lt;br /&gt;YAY. Band band band. The seniors are always as great as ever.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, thanks to my juniors fer the roses(:&lt;br /&gt;Elaine was soo pretty and princesscy.&lt;br /&gt;And my Zoe was ultra glam and gorgeous too. Yay. Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Band surely is one GLAM cca.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i dont think i make the cut.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even walk properly in heels. Sheesh. I need PRACTICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried as i studied yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear not, for I am with you;be not dismayed, for I am your God;I will strengthen you, I will help you,I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, that psalm calmed my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;God never fails to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;My faith aint rock hard, but he still shows up when im down.&lt;br /&gt;I hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe God loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's the best. U complain, he comforts.&lt;br /&gt;When u complain to others, YOU TINK THEY CARE?&lt;br /&gt;K. shut up vic. It's not like you're very caring.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, HAPPY BURTHDAY AUDREY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114915460052352849?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114915460052352849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114915460052352849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114915460052352849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114915460052352849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-disastrous.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114895895274059024</id><published>2006-05-29T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:15:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i complain too much.&lt;br /&gt;From my long-hard-to-handle hair to my fats to my height to my studies to my everything.&lt;br /&gt;But as i was praying last night, i realised i have the most wonderful gift from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, once again, its my FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it such a blessing to have parents who encourage you instead of scold you when u did badly for mid years?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice to have loving brothers who bother to hug you and ask how you are everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it nice to have brothers who're so kind as to give everyone a part of his pay?&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. THEY'RE THE BEST PEOPLE ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;Of course man. THEY'RE THE LIEW PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll live happily and not complain so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND DINNER TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;My head is kind of spinning after writing so many notes for the sec4 bandits and my beloved section mates.&lt;br /&gt;Though i dont really know every single sec 4 well, just wanna leave them smth memorable.&lt;br /&gt;FROM VIC MAH, OF COURSE MEMORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast lah, it seems like yesterday that i first stepped into the bandroom as a secONE.&lt;br /&gt;Where Guangrong still had centre parting hair, Zat was wearing his checkered shirt(looking like a student) and Cat mama was the unglam queen. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Many more seniors but its hard to pen all down.&lt;br /&gt;The first band camp was the best ever i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;The sec ones were busy playing games EVERYDAY while the seniors were practicing the shit out of themselves fer SYF.&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER WINNING THE BEST PERFORMANCE THINGY WITH THE BEARBEAR CHEER. Wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;So funny man.&lt;br /&gt;Then sec two was.. er.. i dun really rmbr. =/&lt;br /&gt;SEC THREE WAS INTENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;SYF MAN. WOOHOOO. GOLD WITH HONOURS. Rock on TWE!&lt;br /&gt;I know i loved sectionals though most of the ppl hated it. But with Xingwen arnd, sectionals are FUN SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;SECTION LUNCH WAS LOVE. bitchbitchbitch. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd, still remember how PMSY Mr glosz got lah. He got mad at us and threatened to leave.&lt;br /&gt;And we had to tolerate all the shit thrown at us cos we're always scolded for not having the PASSION.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sec four. I know imma lousy sec4 senior. And no amount of sorries can make up for that. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CLAIRE. U AND MIKA SO DAMN SWEET. SWEET LIKE JIRGRGZKSDK!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys too. And not that i keep rejecting superD outings! Its that i really can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;I cant even make it for MM outing at sentosa tmrw! MAJOR SADNESS KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;Wo ai ni la!&lt;br /&gt;I love hanging out with both superD and the RS girls. But i cant split myself into two after DARE for dinner!! STUCK IN THE MIDDLE.&lt;br /&gt;But nvrtheless, both groups are close to my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr Toh Kim Seng. He's the most thoughtful and sweetest teacher i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. COME BACK QUICKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;And Mdm Audra, GET WELL SOON. 4s needs you. MORE THAN EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114895895274059024?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114895895274059024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114895895274059024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114895895274059024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114895895274059024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-i-complain-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114890386700122899</id><published>2006-05-29T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T04:57:47.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed paper two but paper one was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Zoe and Cadence fer teaching me the baozhangbaodao skills!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. THEY'RE THE PRO MAN. They wrote 6+ pages lah. LIKE OMGZXZXZX.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And i thought i wrote enough alr.. I wrote 3+ pages only. HALF OF THEIRS.&lt;br /&gt;Bleurgh.&lt;br /&gt;And for my paper 2, i cant believe how dumb i could get.&lt;br /&gt;I kept writing the answers in the wrong blank!&lt;br /&gt;And my answers are like looonnggg la.&lt;br /&gt;So by the time i rewrote it, i wasted a million seconds. YA, so i kind of rushed everything.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. AND I THOUGHT I COULD SECURE AN A1.&lt;br /&gt;God help me please please please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND JUAINNA MADELEINE TEOW MEI FANG.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still praying.&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue till the day i die.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really get why u're thinking the way you do, i dont understand whats going on in ur dramatic serial-like life.&lt;br /&gt;All i know is i love JUAINNA. Not because of anything else but Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;My Father(MRLIEW) told me once to love no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Though im kinda confused on how to treat you now, I'LL STILL PRAY LAH KAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to judge whether a person is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So tough to be standing in between two parties.&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING LOVE IS NON-JUDGEMENTAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so anyway, its band dinner tmrw night.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;party party party.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my juniors&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114890386700122899?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114890386700122899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114890386700122899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114890386700122899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114890386700122899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114792004151254335</id><published>2006-05-17T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:40:41.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The clique hates at least one of your clique members."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quote from hidayah's blog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really true??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary to know that the one you're laughing with everyday hates you to the very core.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that she bitches about you 24/7 to another someone.&lt;br /&gt;She tells the other someone all sorts of horrible facts about you.&lt;br /&gt;Juicy gossips start to spread and tahdah, you're officially a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;high profile hated person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. I'm just exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! A FREE THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm called me a gazillion times yesterday to ask me about the booking of tickets and all.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we decided to meet up early to go get the tickets ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Then my twin, MIKKI, smsed to say she has last minute tuition so she cant make fer the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Claire's going sentosa with her friends, so that leaves me with THE THREE GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;At first Malcolm was the only guy, and now im the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;DANG!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we're gna study chinese as we wait for our movie to start!&lt;br /&gt;No life? oohhh wwweellll.. we've gotta do it stilL!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of improving my pathetic chinese, i wrote my personal diary entries in chinese!&lt;br /&gt;Darn funny luh. It's super &lt;em&gt;broken.&lt;/em&gt; Gawd, someone save vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im sick again!&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY DO I FALL SICK SO EASILY THIS YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;healedhealedhealed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to collect all the tissues i've used this year, i bet it can fill up my whole house mann.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious! I use tissue one after another as im studying.. so usually my study table is filled up with tissue. Hahaha. Super messy!&lt;br /&gt;My room's like a library man. So filled up with BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;Books books and more books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are crappy.&lt;br /&gt;I DEPROVED!&lt;br /&gt;But miraculously, i got a b3 for physics WHEN I DIDNT STUDY FER IT.&lt;br /&gt;When i say i didnt study for it, i really didnt kay!&lt;br /&gt;All i did was to speed read the entire physics key points in 1 and a half hours before the exams!&lt;br /&gt;And for subjects i mugged like hell for, i failed.&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED BIO =(((((&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder what's wrong.. I know ms woon is super upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;When she passed me my paper, she was like "What happened to you this year"&lt;br /&gt;*HEART SHATTERS*&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know ms woon!&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna give up though.. cos im always the one encouraging sandy to pick herself up and work harder. I gotta practice what i preach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda unbelievable that out of the whole level, only 10 passed elect geog.&lt;br /&gt;THE NIGHTMARE.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA THROTTLE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;4R and 4E thrashed us so Ms neo is superduperchaojiwudi shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we had her teaching us since last year.&lt;br /&gt;FREAK. I bet i did horribly for my SS. Since i didnt really focus while studying.&lt;br /&gt;AYE ENOUGH ABOUT EXAM PAPERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go bathe and prepare for movie!&lt;br /&gt;YIPPEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114792004151254335?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114792004151254335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114792004151254335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114792004151254335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114792004151254335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/clique-hates-at-least-one-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114759619883713412</id><published>2006-05-14T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:47:33.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13th may was da shit.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh gawd. im talking like my 2nd bro.&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poseidon&lt;/strong&gt; was uber nice man!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun watching with eileen.&lt;br /&gt;I think we were abit extreme, cos we got really tensed up till we started going "FASTERR.. FASTERR!!" in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Kancheong seh. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch &lt;strong&gt;da vinci code&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Let's check it out and see what they've gotta to offer.&lt;br /&gt;HEH!&lt;br /&gt;Then we took neos and acted like monkeys cos there were bars arnd!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT MAN. i should stop acting cute by scrunching up my face. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my moments of fun, laughter, peace and joy gotta come to an end very soon.&lt;br /&gt;So saddening but I shall enjoy studying to the very best of my ability. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went indoor this morning real early to give our fliers on ADVENTURE CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO. GET EXCITED PEEPS COS THERE'S GNA BE SO MUCH FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Sat with SUPER-D!&lt;br /&gt;How rare.. hahah.. cos i usually sit with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm is super retarded i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Asked him to mimick the spastic face and he did it. HE HAS THICKER LIPS SO WHEN HE DOES IT, HE LOOKS DAMN FUNNNYYY! NO KIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;Then claire took a pic of her, mikki and myself with that spastic face.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW IM SO INSANE OVER THIS FACE.&lt;br /&gt;Ayee.. im lame thats why.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumb immature young lil boys sitting in front of me were busy playing with their handphones and psp. OMG LAH. So irritating!&lt;br /&gt;What do u go to church for? PLAY?&lt;br /&gt;When the pastor asked whether they were ready for the word, one guy was like "NOOO"&lt;br /&gt;When malcolm told them to stop, they continued.&lt;br /&gt;DDOOOOTTSSS.&lt;br /&gt;Now i understand why Kaijin cant stand PESKY LITTLE CHILDREN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY WISHES TO PASTOR PRINCE!&lt;br /&gt;:))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my mum a purple mini purse!&lt;br /&gt;My big bro got her famous amos cookies and my 2nd bro's treating her to dinner&lt;br /&gt;Actually he wanted to buy this gucci purse but his pay's delayed.&lt;br /&gt;He was telling my mum he'll get her the best pressie ever once he gets his pay.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT MY BEAUTIFUL MUMMY SAID!&lt;br /&gt;"Three of you are the greatest gifts already."&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW...&lt;br /&gt;i love my pretty/small-sized/mixed blood/big eyed/perfectionist/weida mummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114759619883713412?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114759619883713412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114759619883713412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114759619883713412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114759619883713412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/13th-may-was-da-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114734294459911387</id><published>2006-05-11T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T03:22:24.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY AH BU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU PSYCHOTIC BITCHY FLIRTATIOUS MOTHER OF MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHAHA. OOOOPS. I KNOW U AGREE WITH ME OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HEHEHE. SORRY THAT I GOT THE DATES MIXED UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I STILL LOVE U MANY MANY THOUGH WE FLARE UP AT EACH OTHER ALOT OF TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;COS YOU'RE AFTERALL MY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AH BU&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAVE A HAPPY HAPPY CHALET WITH YOUR BROTHER AND SISTER AND FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHAHA. AKA MINGJIE, LIYANA AND JOSHUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;THIS POST IS IN CAPS ALL BECAUSE OF EILEEN CHUA YI LING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;OMG. WE ARE CHATTING ALL IN CAPS COS WE'RE TOO EXCITED FER SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;WE'RE GONNA GO TO THIS ULU PLACE WHERE NOBODY KNOWS US AND BE HYPED UP MAD KIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;WOOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;YAY. I LOVEEEE YOU CUTIE PIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I CANT WAIT. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CANT WAITTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN CONCERT ROCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HE'S SUCHA A DOTING HUSBAND, SWEET FATHER AND GREAT MAN OF GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AAHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UBER CHARMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HE'S 43 YET HE LOOKS LIKE HE'S IN HIS EARLY THIRTIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TRULY THE GLORY OF GOD MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RECEIVED SO MUCH FROM THE CONCERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THANK YOU JESUS THAT IM NOT AN ORPHAN WANDERING ON THIS FACE OF EARTH, CLUELESS AS TO WHAT'S LIFE ABOUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THANK YOU JESUS FOR ALL THE SWEETNESS, ROMANCE AND LOVE U LAVISH ON ALL WE UNDESERVING CREATURES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOOHOO. THANKS THAT YOU ARE WELL-PLEASED WITH US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:DDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOK SPASTIC PHOTOS WITH MIKKI, MY TWINNIE.&lt;br /&gt;CLAIRE REFUSED TO MAKE THAT SPASTIC FACE!&lt;br /&gt;HA! BUT SHE LOOKS SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE. I WONDER WHY WE DONT LOOK GOOD WHEN WE TAKE PICS TGTHR.&lt;br /&gt;DANG. WHAT A BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;HEY BABESSS! MUST SPEND TIME TGTHR DURING ADVENTURE CAMP YA?&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS DARE LIKE &lt;strong&gt;LKSDJFREGN&lt;/strong&gt; ALOT WHEN I LEAVE NEXT YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS NEO ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S THE FIRST TEACHER I'VE EVER SEEN WHO LOVES HER STUDENTS SO SO SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;GAAAWWWD.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GONNA TURN UP FOR THE CHALET LAHH.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BEAR TO LEAVE TEMASEK!&lt;br /&gt;WO BU YAO ZHOUUU!&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD SANDY CANT GO.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH. THAT STUPID GIRL. SHE REJECTED ME A MILLION TIMES TO GO OUT OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;SHE MADE ME FEEL LIKE A PATHETIC LIL LONER.&lt;br /&gt;OR MEBBE I REALLY AM.&lt;br /&gt;HAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lonely soul,&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping God will change me,&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114734294459911387?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114734294459911387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114734294459911387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114734294459911387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114734294459911387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-burfday-ah-bu-you-psychotic.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114724800264298110</id><published>2006-05-10T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T01:14:22.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid years are like finallehhh overr!&lt;br /&gt;(((((((((((((: no more panda eyed vic!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EILEEN! and today is the last day i gotta sit at that very seat. HA!&lt;br /&gt;Waitin to get out of my house to Steven Curtis Chapman concert.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. Finally im going OUT on a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the class shirt today.&lt;br /&gt;4s like kancheong eh?&lt;br /&gt;So fast get shirt alr.&lt;br /&gt;Haven tried it on yet..&lt;br /&gt;Hope it fits well.. IF NOT I WONT WEAR IT.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Neh, must wear, if not no class spirit. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUAINNA, DA SIZZLING HOT BABE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you're 16 ehhhsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;glad that u're listenin to ur darling of yours and decided to quit clubbing and whatvr stuffs thats hurting ur body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;U BETTER TAKE CARE OF URSELF, IF NOT U GOTTA GO TO SOME COUNTRY FOR OPERATION AGAIN. U'D SCARE THE HELL OUT OF ME AGAIN, U GEDDIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CRAZINESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt; MANY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hEh. i just realised playin with colours on the blog is kinda fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;End of exams also means shopping with KAIJIN AND SHAWNIEEEE KOR.&lt;br /&gt;Puhh, i've got nth to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its saddening to know that..&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NVR GONNA REPLY MY SMS!&lt;br /&gt;aahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114724800264298110?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114724800264298110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114724800264298110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114724800264298110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114724800264298110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/mid-years-are-like-finallehhh-overr-no.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114708115170854802</id><published>2006-05-08T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T02:39:11.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised most of my layouts are GREY.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;It just happens that all the template which i tink is nice is grey in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Exam fever's gone ever since geog+bio paper.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me SICK of studying.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i study, i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And i end up waking up the next morning, wondering what im doing on bed.&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH. And i didnt study for physics nor amath paper cos i fell asleep on bed!&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;So i officially declare my papers screwed upside down!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has to perform BIGBIG miracles for me!&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH. If you're this geek who thinks studying makes up life, then dont talk to me. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd bro has changed my perspective on studying day in and out.&lt;br /&gt;Not that we shouldn't study, but, maybe overdoing it is really NO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;hurrhurrhurr. I LOVE MY JONNIE KOR AND SHAWNIEE KOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WO YAO QU GAIGAI.&lt;br /&gt;WO YAO JIAN FEI.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;WO FEI LE TAI DUO!&lt;br /&gt;BU HAO KAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go church!&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;br /&gt;i think i sound funnaye on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;hohohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONG!&lt;br /&gt;i miss my daddy&lt;br /&gt;he's gone to indonesia for TEN DAYSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;THATS FRIGGIN LONG&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NO ONE FOR ME TO POKE AND THROW MY CUSHIONS AT!&lt;br /&gt;dang&lt;br /&gt;i miss you dad&lt;br /&gt;come back quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114708115170854802?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114708115170854802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114708115170854802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114708115170854802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114708115170854802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-realised-most-of-my-layouts-are-grey.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114484477829097684</id><published>2006-04-12T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:26:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo&lt;br /&gt;EVENTFUL WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH DAY TOTALLEH ROCKED MAN.&lt;br /&gt;At least i thought so.. cos the band played nicer than usual on stage today!&lt;br /&gt;AND THE JUNIORS ROCKED THE CANTEEN UPSIDE DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. It's much nicer to listen to the band than play with the band.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hurr hurr, am i lazy or what?&lt;br /&gt;But IM SERIOUS! I really enjoyed what the sec 2s and 3s played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE SEC 3s ARE SUPER DUPER SWEET!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dearies for the test tube!!!&lt;br /&gt;I screamed like some spastic kid just now.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone was screaming as well. HA!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nani too for the nicely packaged sweets.&lt;br /&gt;These people are makin me diabetic man..&lt;br /&gt;But i like sweet people tho.&lt;br /&gt;They MAKE MY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for band dinner. I'm sure Zat has put loadsa effort and time into it.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ZAT! Thank God for someone so madly insane and bitchy like zat. BUT OF COURSE BITCHY IN A NICE WAY THAT MAKES EVERYONE ENTHU (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CAT MAMA CAME BACK TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO. SHE'S SO FUN TO BE WITH CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.. I MISS THOSE DAYS WITH HER AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss being a secondary one.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered entering band where all the funkay and super enthu seniors were all around.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DOTED ON US(JUNIORS) SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;But Catherine did something which made sandy and i lose face.&lt;br /&gt;GRR!!&lt;br /&gt;EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll never ever look at HIM alr lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FAILED MY CHI TEST!&lt;br /&gt;okayy, this is NOT a happy nor good thing to announce.&lt;br /&gt;I failed damn terribly lah. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Marks shall not be announced here because its super DIU LIAN.&lt;br /&gt;pfffttttt. i am so DEMORALISED. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS MEET TMRW!&lt;br /&gt;lets all get sunburnt!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I THINK IM TURNING INTO A PSYCHO MANIAC!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114484477829097684?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114484477829097684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114484477829097684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114484477829097684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114484477829097684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/04/woohoo-eventful-week-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114346015402049141</id><published>2006-03-27T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:49:14.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You've shown me&lt;br /&gt;Your unending mercies&lt;br /&gt;Amazing love astounds me&lt;br /&gt;As i behold ur face&lt;br /&gt;My saviour&lt;br /&gt;Crowned with grace and splendour&lt;br /&gt;Enthroned in praise forever&lt;br /&gt;I exalt your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo.&lt;br /&gt;Miss joyful shall set her eyes on Jesus and not let her mind wander off anymre.&lt;br /&gt;Because all i have to do is not let my heart be troubled and God will take care of the everything else.&lt;br /&gt;I think im damn weak la.&lt;br /&gt;I can never survive without setting my eyes on Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I'll seriously diee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love sitting at the bus stop with Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;She'll sip her soya bean milk while i munch on my jellybeans.&lt;br /&gt;We sit there, swing our legs and blankly stare at manymany 9s and 2s drive us by.&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour, we've already achieved our daily quota of chatting. THEN I'LL BOARD THE BUS! hah.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel im way too anti social at times.&lt;br /&gt;Haii but im too lazy to care.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not let my heart be troubled by this :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just visited socialstudieszone and realised how stressed Ms neo and many other teachers are.&lt;br /&gt;They seem way more stressed than ME.&lt;br /&gt;When im the one who's gnna take the O levels la.&lt;br /&gt;*guiltyy*&lt;br /&gt;sigh. someone pls smack this lazy bum of my mine.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST MUST MUST GET DOWN TO STUDYING LAH. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, MY LIL BABY AND LIGHTBULB!&lt;br /&gt;Hope ur knee's much better now..&lt;br /&gt;i got you ur jellybeans alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and urm, my lil baby refers to EILEEN CHUA and not some guy.. wahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114346015402049141?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114346015402049141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114346015402049141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114346015402049141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114346015402049141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/03/youve-shown-me-your-unending-mercies.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114337231125117032</id><published>2006-03-26T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T03:25:11.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[ed] hahah. thanks man. i'll think of HAPPY me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[zoe] great choice to leave me alone to chill. LOL. i was at the locker crying la. damn pathetic. IM LAME. hehehe. ANYWAY I LOVE YA TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jiaxin] OMG! you know what Pastor prayed over me? He prophesied that im gonna be a woman of JOY. hahah.. thanks dear. I'LL PRAY FOR JOY!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen's a sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;babybaby, my lil lightbulb.&lt;br /&gt;((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Times flies when i laze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time runs out when i study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time strolls when im hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time crawls when i run and am out of breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time stands still when &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; standing before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a damn bad headache yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The whole entire day was spent atrociously.&lt;br /&gt;It sucked to the max cos i felt like throwing up at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt get down to studying and that's the worse shit that could ever happen on a free saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and guess what i see- myself in a car, driving on a race track.&lt;br /&gt;BANGBANGBANG. And then i go crashing into the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt make sense right?&lt;br /&gt;But its because i was playing the hp game in my hp laa. The one with the car game(whatvr its called)&lt;br /&gt;I told bestie this and he said im lame. hahaha. okay. i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i gave up on my resolution to study and went to town with my bro after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around with my broooo.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. he said he's gna get me anything i want once he gets his pay.&lt;br /&gt;Hurr, i wonder whether i'll really get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;My bro's fren drove us back and i had major motion sickness.&lt;br /&gt;His driving is oh-my-god-damn-fast-and-scary.&lt;br /&gt;Madness man.&lt;br /&gt;Weird laa, my saliva was like oozing out and i had to continuously swallow it to prevent myself from puking. It tasted sourish and all. GROSS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why im blogging a whole chunk of details down today.&lt;br /&gt;I think im bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's service was great as usual.&lt;br /&gt;God is always great what.&lt;br /&gt;God is good. God is awesome. God is best. God is love.&lt;br /&gt;I think i sound so &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt; with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE HOHOHO HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM NOT!&lt;br /&gt;There's too many great things ahead of me for me to look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;Too blessed to be sian.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;I miss so many people in dare.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Juainna, Consiee, Mabel, Valentia, Claudia.. OKAY. THE WHOLE RS. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WHOLE OF SEXY SUPER D!&lt;br /&gt;I miss KAIYAN and COACH VAL! yikesss&lt;br /&gt;it was nice to see malcolm and claire today.&lt;br /&gt;MALCOLM's like a damn nice guy. Cant take it. hahah&lt;br /&gt;AND LAO DA'S WIFE HAS GIVEN BIRTH! Bet his son is damn cuteee. wheee! BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH. and there's alumni band on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;So i get to see Xinling, Kristelle, Meilan, Aisyah and Xingwen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GET EXCITED MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they still treat the clarinet section as something precious to their heart.&lt;br /&gt;I SO MISS 2005 SYF LA.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SEVEN ELEVEN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE GOOD OLD DAYS WHERE FRIENDSHIP WAS SO STRONG AND SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;WHERE BITCHING SESSIONS WERE SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think SYF's not stupid..&lt;br /&gt;I think it's meaningful and cool.&lt;br /&gt;Gold with honours matters because with that goal in everyone's heart, we work hard tgthr to achieve it. And along the way, friendships build. Bonding occurs. SHEESH. sounds scientific.&lt;br /&gt;But it's true FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;tahdah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114337231125117032?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114337231125117032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114337231125117032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114337231125117032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114337231125117032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/03/ed-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114326119288401038</id><published>2006-03-24T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:33:12.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>know what,&lt;br /&gt;i hate being me.&lt;br /&gt;to the very max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait a min,&lt;br /&gt;only at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think my moodswings are madness.&lt;br /&gt;i can be like super mad and happy one moment and angry and fed up the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im writing this down.&lt;br /&gt;cos many people blog hop.&lt;br /&gt;hop hop hop, and they read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why im like that&lt;br /&gt;week after week, i break down but God picks me up again.&lt;br /&gt;I tell Daddy God i dont wanna break down again.&lt;br /&gt;I tell him i wanna hold on to him and be a great woman of joy and faith.&lt;br /&gt;But time and again, i break those promises and prayers and end  up being this psycho freak who has terrible moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;Where is the loveee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost and i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;really, it sucks to be in this turmoil of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to the very core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like no one's gna understand and care.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like my parents arent gonna love me anymre.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like their cold shoulders will nvr turn warm ever again.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like the only solution is to blast music into my ears and hide myself under the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i can only flash a smile, study and live life as per normal because i dont make a difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;vic, u're boring.&lt;br /&gt;just shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114326119288401038?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114326119288401038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114326119288401038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114326119288401038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114326119288401038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/03/know-what-i-hate-being-me.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114243180497806893</id><published>2006-03-15T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T06:10:05.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHENG TAT IS SOOOOOOO FREAKIN CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. okay.. i shant be psycho.&lt;br /&gt;But he's really darn cute can?!&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, cheng tat's my clarinet junior.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. and i think he's the proest clarinetist amongst the sec ones!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS. And the smartest too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Another talent spotted in band!!&lt;br /&gt;I just called him so im just excited over his cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;She misses me.. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd forget me with all the funkaye superD ppl arnd. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bet you enjoyed urself lots right?&lt;br /&gt;Someone blistered her fingers all just for someone special eh.. *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SUPERD LOADSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;I wan superD dinner again! HOR CLAIRE? hehehe.. den stay till late late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i got interrupted halfway while i was blogging..&lt;br /&gt;and i lost all inspiration to write. hahaha.. so i'll blog another timeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114243180497806893?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114243180497806893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114243180497806893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114243180497806893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114243180497806893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheng-tat-is-sooooooo-freakin-cute-i.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114199197122925991</id><published>2006-03-10T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:59:31.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg omg. ITS THE MARCH HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;Super duper chao ji happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not like the sec 4s get the time to really enjoy the holidays.. but at least we dont have to attend lessons and struggle with our sleepiness right? hehehe.. TENGHAN SLEEPS ALL THE TIME. And he's like super unglam. Hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;I think Tenghan's sleepiness is infectious. Everytime i sit beside him in bio lab, i feel damn sleepy, like I'm asleep with my eyes open kinda thing. But in bio class, i'll nvr ever feel sleepy with Gansiew around. He's so totally full of crap. But thank God for crappy ppl. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty thankful for my results. I know i've got undeserved favour! Tho i didnt get as many distinctions as my other smartypants classmates.. I KNOW I CAN DO WELL FOR MY O LEVELS IN JESUS NAME. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;But for now.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLOW DOWN..&lt;/strong&gt; take it easy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*nudges eileen* teeheee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel its pretty dumb to work our asses off for super high grades.&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of a bright future, students will just make do with whatever education system is thrown at us. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks when i cant help being stressed about exams and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;I dunwan stress!!! NOOOO. So blessed but still stressed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna follow my brothers to campus tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;Tho i wont be going for dare2play.. i'll still enjoy God's presence in campus service lah. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114199197122925991?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114199197122925991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114199197122925991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114199197122925991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114199197122925991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/03/omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114069362894471290</id><published>2006-02-23T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T03:20:28.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES TO TAGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edwinhiong] heh.. okie (: i hope that day whre they start conversing more comes soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[claire] amen.. wheeheee.. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kes~!] aww.. thanks so much!!  okk.. i shall NOT give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alvin] omg. SPECIAL TAGGER SEH. hehehe.. okie yessir! I shall trust you.. so if what u say isnt true..... THEN.. i oso dunno lah =d where have you been hiding these days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Zoe] hahaha.. u didnt pangseh me lah. I know u're sick thats why u couldnt come. Tmrw must be arnd okay?! I miss u like mad. REALLY LIKE MAD. *goes bonkers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today was a long but great day. I SERIOUSLY LOVE MS NEO! She's like the best teacher around (sweeping statement) hahaha.. but thats my personal opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Times flies whenever its her lessons. I'd rather stay in her class than go for the next lesson at times. She made social studies seem so much easier than before and I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;Social studies zone is like another coolest thing arnd cos we get to read Ms neo's personal thoughts. But students get all crappy at the tagboard lahh.. anyway, if we dont get crappy, we wouldnt be called students anymore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i screwed my bio test paper today. Oh well.. i prayed that the Lord help Sandy with her paper cos i know she can do well!! Dont wanna see her drop bio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My beloved is mine and I am His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His banner over me is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114069362894471290?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114069362894471290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114069362894471290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114069362894471290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114069362894471290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/02/replies-to-tags-edwinhiong-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-114052133398282054</id><published>2006-02-21T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T03:28:53.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling so emoish today..&lt;br /&gt;I was telling sandy how different life is from secondary three and yup, i guess she's the ONLY soul who understands.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people like to compare both Sandy and I.&lt;br /&gt;We're both two totally different personalities. Best friends doesnt mean same character, does it?&lt;br /&gt;Whats with comparisions. WHATS WITH IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if 4s doesnt do as well as another class.&lt;br /&gt;So what if we dont like to respond to teacher's questions.&lt;br /&gt;So what if we're not as enthu as others.&lt;br /&gt;So what if we make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;So what if i have layered hair. ( NOLINK ) hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so i got caught for my hair today. And i really dont understand whats wrong with my hair. I guess I will never understand why teachers claim im not following the school rules. Sighh..&lt;br /&gt;The teachers rant on and on about school rules. They say they dont wanna harp on it anymore. They say they wanna focus on our development and all. But they never once stopped their major talks on our image. Sometimes i wish they'd ignore how we look. But its the harsh truth we have to face-WE CANT SURVIVE WITHOUT SCHOOL RULES. So sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how come a person can like two girls at a time..&lt;br /&gt;Cant they just make up their own mind. &lt;br /&gt;Girl A is girl A. Girl B is girl B. RIGHT? omg.&lt;br /&gt;anyway Mrs lim says we're not matured YET. and our tastes will change when we go university. So we must be GOOD students ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ZOE. i felt so depressed when she called to say she's not coming band cos she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lonely all of a sudden. I feel so inferior all the time in band. Actually i feel inferior no matter where i am.. Mebbe only in church.. Because thats where i feel God's present the most.&lt;br /&gt;I wish my secondary ones smiled more, laughed more, joked more and talked more with me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish they wont find me lame, boring and lousy.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they'll be able to be professional players one day. I hope they'll clinch a Gold with honours medal for the school next yr.&lt;br /&gt;I love them so much. I dont know why, i just love them ALOT! They're so adorable..&lt;br /&gt;Zoe, wanna teach me how to be a good senior? Cos i think i'm so CANNOT MAKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;The harder i try, the worse things get. So maybe.. maybe.. i should stop trying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a secondary four sucks at times..&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-114052133398282054?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/114052133398282054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=114052133398282054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114052133398282054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/114052133398282054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-so-emoish-today.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113973337415879857</id><published>2006-02-12T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:36:14.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being pangsehed.. zoe.. SADNESS LEH..&lt;br /&gt;my parents told me to be MEANER.&lt;br /&gt;and so i lied.. lied that.. ( CANT BE SAID HERE )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont mind it when people come to me with their sorrows and all.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind lending them my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind being a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;Just dont make use of me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's pastor was like urmm, talking like a choo choo train. I couldnt comprehend what he was saying really well! argh, im slow..&lt;br /&gt;But his testimony was DAMN POWER!&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it man.. He had a gun pointed at his head and he could still quote bible verses to the robber. Damn funny sehh..&lt;br /&gt;God truly performs amazing miracles!&lt;br /&gt;The robber fired the gun at him but no bullet came out. COOL EH.&lt;br /&gt;That's faith mann. So inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;anyhooo, i love chillin and slacking on a sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;it's just.. enjoyable and fun.&lt;br /&gt;I love my 2nd bro so much laa, he makes me laugh with his ever so dumb stories, expressions and LAME jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I bugged my family to walk arnd with me today but i got rejected. Bahh. Cos we all didnt know where to walk anyway.. I JUST WANTED TO CHILL OUT !&lt;br /&gt;Had enough of studying in my cosy room-it gets boring.&lt;br /&gt;OHYES! i made my new specs already. It's like 4 times more ex than my previous specs. Ya, 4 times more ex than the one i broke. So if i break it again.. IM DOOMED. They can cut me up, boil, fry and EAT ME. hahah.. gross.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to wear my specs more often in school kay dad!&lt;br /&gt;So the money spent on my specs would be worth it. heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is chap gor meh and we're having yu sheng for dinner. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It means fifteenth day of cny!&lt;br /&gt;Learnt that from my dad this morning.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;YES GARY, U CAN FINALLY GO CUT UR HAIR! *clapclap*&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113973337415879857?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113973337415879857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113973337415879857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113973337415879857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113973337415879857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-being-pangsehed.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113938797410670226</id><published>2006-02-08T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:55:40.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time's passing awfully fast and its super scary.&lt;br /&gt;Ms woon indirectly scolded us for being "LAZY" tday cos we didnt read up on the chapter on e brain thingy beforehand. But time is not on our side you know Ms woon?!&lt;br /&gt;We have tests almost everyday and I CANT BREATHE ALR!&lt;br /&gt;haii, actually i think i'm slow cos everybody seems so perfect and lively in class..&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just me..&lt;br /&gt;i havent self practiced for this week yet.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clarinets were practicing the rhapsody score yesterday and it was pretty awful..&lt;br /&gt;SIGHT READING MA. i know the clarinets can do it!&lt;br /&gt;We're so gonna practice and perfect that piece right?! Then maybe one day, the clarinet section can perform that piece! PERFORM =D&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.. gotta find time to practice first though..&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou YIXIONG! must kuai kuai jin bu ya.. then u'll conduct the band with great confidence and drive! SO THE " SAVE TEMASEK WIND ENSEMBLE " project WONT FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;woooo.. oh yes.. the secondary ones were so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;They werent as bad as i thought they were the first i saw them.&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh.. i remember how much i hated them during the cca orientation.&lt;br /&gt;The guys were like uber RUDE! but the sec ones hu are in band now are so happening.&lt;br /&gt;WOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Clarinets can recruit 6 more members.. so cool eh.. like so many !&lt;br /&gt;They better not quit band halfway or i'll throttle them..&lt;br /&gt;muahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY anyway, O level results this friday!!&lt;br /&gt;how exciting..&lt;br /&gt;hurr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113938797410670226?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113938797410670226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113938797410670226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113938797410670226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113938797410670226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/02/times-passing-awfully-fast-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113913723007724425</id><published>2006-02-05T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T03:00:32.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. clarissa's so cute.. and i think she's the ONLY one who'd like to read my blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NVM LAH. At least there's someONE. hiak hiak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been super stressful.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore i like to daydream while i study so it gets pretty tough to manage my time.&lt;br /&gt;I've already tried my best to squeeze out time to complete my work! But i always fall asleep on my desk.. GRACE GRACE. I know i can do all things thru Christ who strengthens me ((:&lt;br /&gt;Actually its quite bad to fall asleep at around 10+ at night cos the sms-es usually come at that time. SO SORRY FOR LATE REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy, Combined service was AWESOMEE! omgosh. The campus ushers are like POWER!&lt;br /&gt;Constance and I felt quite useless cos we werent really doing anything much.&lt;br /&gt;Constance tried telling the people to move in but they insisted that they shouldnt move. When the campus ushers told them to move, THEY MOVED. Like.. ??!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE CAN LIDDAT ONE! but nvm la, my bro said we should speak with a more authorative tone cos we're afterall ROYAL STEWARDS!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know lah, i should pray that God removes the fear of men from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO SPEAK WITH A SOFT VOICE! I just cant help it know. I should go for an operation and put mics in my throat or smth la uh.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;After service, hanged arnd with the usual girls and met up with my bros at esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Had sucha long chat with my big bro while waiting for Kaijin along the whatver river. =x&lt;br /&gt;Yes kor, our security lies in Jesus and not what people say. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;My big bro is so damn gd! He gave my 2nd bro money so that he can finally sign up for the driving test. =DD&lt;br /&gt;Really pray he'll get his licence soon.. muahaha.. then i'll have another driver in the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times flies and there's gonna be school AGAIN tmrw..&lt;br /&gt;*GROOOAANNN*&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jailbird in school. I feel like im being watched everywhere i go.&lt;br /&gt;Shirt tucked in? Socks pulled up? Hair pinned up? Loitering around?&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;---RANTINGS OF A STUDENT&lt;br /&gt;hahahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113913723007724425?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113913723007724425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113913723007724425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113913723007724425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113913723007724425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113628112037729176</id><published>2006-01-03T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:38:40.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coolness! Mrs tay is my form teacher but sadly, she's going on leave soon. Im like so worried for her.. but i know she's gnna be fine x)&lt;br /&gt;So happy to be back in school! Although first day of school was a total bore.. i still think secondary school life rocks.&lt;br /&gt;YAYY! Cant wait for band to see da section and talk to zoe. LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im beginning to hate liars more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Stop acting nice when u're not.&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION IS TO NOT LIE!&lt;br /&gt;Thats one big resolution to achieve. But since i hate liars, i shouldnt lie, right?&lt;br /&gt;Im so gnna stop blogging ready. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DECLARE MY BLOG DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall agree with my 2nd bro..&lt;br /&gt;blogging can get quite lame at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes. i hate you. i hate you for acting nice. i hate you so so much for wrenching my heart apart. i hate you for putting my hopes so high and slamming it down all over again. i hate you for making me feel hatred. i hate YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. im done. i shall no longer hate you after this post.&lt;br /&gt;cos i noe God wont be happy when i hate.&lt;br /&gt;im so rubbishy. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;kkk. BYE WORLD! BYE BLOGGIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113628112037729176?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113628112037729176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113628112037729176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113628112037729176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113628112037729176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2006/01/coolness-mrs-tay-is-my-form-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113602487428081044</id><published>2005-12-31T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T02:27:54.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOE TAY!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. ZOE LIM!!&lt;br /&gt;ur blog post really made me LAUGH OUT LOUD. All the thank yous to each clarinetist were so funny.&lt;br /&gt;U thanked my boyfriend for telling u ur sharp and flat. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;U're so lame.. but i like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. u're making me go gaga over you. U're the only person who makes me laugh when u write those cards and "thank you messages"&lt;br /&gt;haiyo. damn comical.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for encouraging me all the while ((:&lt;br /&gt;Although im sucha crybaby, u'll nvr walk away from me and let me cry alone. You're a gd consoler know? heh.. LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;aye, if only we were in the same class or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Actually we WERE, but i opted out cos i really suck at history!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Really hope u and Leewei will changchangjiujiu, bai shen gui zi =X OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;And dont worry bout ur aunties OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;skinny big deal ah. NO BUTT. must go bum equipment sehh. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Go same JC lah okay? Then maybe next time we can get married together. hahah omg. im so out of point.&lt;br /&gt;POP was sucha fun time with you! Cos we were both in extreme gd mood.&lt;br /&gt;School's starting really soon.. still must hang out k? =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP was so glam. All thanks to Zat right? He's forever so innovative and different.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what twe would be like without him. Lifeless and boring?'&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna thank the juniors for being so excellent and hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;They were so good at their marching, considering that they had so little practice time. *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had section lunch before heading to school yesterday and i had so much fun with them!&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. crammed 7 people in the neoprint taking. Had the slutty pose, act cute pose and look-away pose. I LIKE THE SLUT POSE! *winks at corne* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;of course it was Corne's idea lah. who else? LOL&lt;br /&gt;aye, i really want more section outings! They make my world go round. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's new year dinner tonight. Unfortunately, the people coming over aint my frens.. but my brothers' friends.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. We still can have fun!&lt;br /&gt;There's this bottle of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Chivas Regal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in front of me now. LETS GET DRUNK! hahah.. right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really wonder how it taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want school to reopen&lt;br /&gt;*sulks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113602487428081044?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113602487428081044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113602487428081044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113602487428081044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113602487428081044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/zoe-tay-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113558234042689965</id><published>2005-12-25T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:32:20.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh&lt;br /&gt;life's so saddening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendster's bulletins are so lame lahh.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, it really freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DEAD GIRL CRAWL FROM UNDER UR BED AND BLAH BLAH BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if that dead girl really does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sucky now.&lt;br /&gt;I realised i suck at almost everything i do..&lt;br /&gt;how. i also dunno how. only God knows how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate puffy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genevieve reminded me of my old self during service yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i had attitude problem when i was secondary two and fredrick almost kicked me out of the spirit of enterprise group.&lt;br /&gt;ouchh. that truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i find it so weird when &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; use vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;***king arnd isnt nice u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an empty house is boring.&lt;br /&gt;a quiet lonesome day makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want school to reopen anymre cos i dont want to face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;THAT I HAVE TO MUG FOR TEN MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;no life next yr.&lt;br /&gt;ohmymy.&lt;br /&gt;God will pull me thru yeah.&lt;br /&gt;where's my faith?&lt;br /&gt;pooof..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113558234042689965?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113558234042689965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113558234042689965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113558234042689965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113558234042689965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sigh-lifes-so-saddening-friendsters.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113534330952914408</id><published>2005-12-23T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T05:09:29.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACTS OF VIKKEH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;rules of the game. write five facts or weird things bout yourself and make a list of five people at the end of this entry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERONE&gt; I need milo every morning if not i'll get really grumpy. MILO REIGNS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERTWO&gt; I hate couples who like to get SUPER intimate in public. It's gross and disturbing to everyone's eyes. PLUS, those who just broke up with their girlfriends/boyfriends would be majorly affected. HAHA. =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERTHREE&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I like eating nutella chocolate and crunchy peanut butter in a spoon instead of spreading it on the bread. SO COOL AR! and fattening --"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERFOUR&gt; I get jealous easily. But no one knows cos i dont voice it out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERFIVE&gt; I cant lie well so im frank and super straightforward. That's why i avoid people i dont really like cos they'll know immediately from the way i look at em! (badd..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. okay. so random ah. i dont really know who are the five people. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;can i ignore that part? =DD&lt;br /&gt;im off to watch the 9oclock show!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113534330952914408?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113534330952914408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113534330952914408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113534330952914408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113534330952914408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/facts-of-vikkeh.html' title='FACTS OF VIKKEH!'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113517723411001636</id><published>2005-12-21T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T07:00:34.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Just read Corne's drama post.&lt;br /&gt;He's so damn funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;CHILL K CORNE!&lt;br /&gt;omg. i love corne. he's so funnyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im watching america's next top model.&lt;br /&gt;oh, it just started. i hate commercial breaks. its boring&lt;br /&gt;kay, anyway. this post is to announce to the whole wide world that i miss SANDY SOH HUI HSIAN.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, when is she ever gna reply my sms..&lt;br /&gt;kkk. gnna go back to the show!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113517723411001636?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113517723411001636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113517723411001636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113517723411001636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113517723411001636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113517505686021804</id><published>2005-12-21T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T06:24:16.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatvr people. LONELINESS DRIVES U TO DESPERATION.</title><content type='html'>hey elaine and zoe! i'll blog about the 5 facts about me later tomorrow okay? ;D&lt;br /&gt;for now, i shall blog about SERIOUS stuffs. hah. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARINET OUTING TMRW!&lt;br /&gt;im so super happy cos all the rocking people are turning up.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, all the secondary ones aint turning up.&lt;br /&gt;Shang has class chalet and Meilan's got things on.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. Corne asked whether i was pissed but you know what, i just realised i feel NOTHING at all.&lt;br /&gt;Probably a result of organising too many of this kinda stuffs already.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a norm for people to not turn up last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder whether its just excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Hurr.. im being so indirect here right?&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah. i only know that i love passionate people man.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOO. Corne! Zoe! Elaine! Yixiong! Gary! u all rock the section upside down =D&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, the seniors who have left us.. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;eh kristelle.. i know u're reading this. *winkwink* love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum finally bought ear drops for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, these few days i've been DEAF.&lt;br /&gt;But it isnt working you know =c&lt;br /&gt;im still feeling rather deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know what to wear tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;must wear long sleeves?&lt;br /&gt;so kuku right.. long sleeves plus jeans. den wear jacket!&lt;br /&gt;so eskimo.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay. i love my new layout!&lt;br /&gt;its a results of my afternoon's boredom. lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is here! HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to sit with the sexy super dee-ers, my babelicious girlfriends in royal stewards and the mighty children of God!&lt;br /&gt;yayness. and i cant wait to go orchard at night for christmas celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i aint invited to little jonathan's christmas party at night.. *CRIES*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113517505686021804?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113517505686021804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113517505686021804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113517505686021804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113517505686021804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/whatvr-people-loneliness-drives-u-to.html' title='whatvr people. LONELINESS DRIVES U TO DESPERATION.'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113499169781495526</id><published>2005-12-19T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T03:29:53.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get it on the floor</title><content type='html'>I cannot stand psycho and despo people!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;EE. majorly disgusted by them.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking dirty with a stranger online is major turn off.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT PEOPLE? right right? -nods-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just chopped off my fringe and it looks pretty weird to me now.&lt;br /&gt;its SHORT. aw man. but that also means i can survive without pins already (:&lt;br /&gt;BAD NEWS. i grew fatter. *SCREAM*&lt;br /&gt;must be the chocolates again! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day at home. Feel really contented now cos i love home!&lt;br /&gt;And i had a long chat with my parents. My daddy loves me so much mann. As in, my dad, Gerald Liew. HAHA. but both Earthly and Heavenly Dad loves me so..ya.. IM LOVED!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, my dad loves me cos no matter what, he'll praise me! I'll always be the nicest, kindest, prettiest, the most chic, happening, understanding, innocent and outstanding girl TO HIM.&lt;br /&gt;AWW!! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gnna go support Zoe at the toilet tmrw! and at the same time visit my juniors at the bandrm for some uniform try outs&lt;br /&gt;YAY TEMASEK I MISS YOU SO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH. i heard temasek reply. Temasek said he misses me too. *aww*&lt;br /&gt;i think im too bored. oooosh.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS IS HERE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. CATCH A BLESSED CHRISTMAS ON CHRISTMAS EVE!&lt;br /&gt;yayy, i can see my bro on teevee! how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;omg, i just realised i bought two tees, a pair of jeans and a pair of bermudas already. BUT I HAVENT BOUGHT ANY CHRISTMAS CLOTHES! gah.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. i can always go shop somemore. HEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113499169781495526?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113499169781495526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113499169781495526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113499169781495526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113499169781495526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/get-it-on-floor.html' title='get it on the floor'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113489748006461568</id><published>2005-12-18T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:18:00.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES! i removed my password&lt;br /&gt;hahah. lame.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. i removed it because my father didnt seem to like the idea of me having a password?&lt;br /&gt;or whatever it is.. i find it so troublesome to use a pass anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my password was SUPER, RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;see. im so random.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;my previous post was HOLY right?&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;im still in love&lt;br /&gt;in love with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY JESUS SO GLORIOUS, HE LOOKS LIKE WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice skating for clarinet outing&lt;br /&gt;its confirmed dear zoe..&lt;br /&gt;im just lazy to inform the world&lt;br /&gt;kill me =D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok laa. i'll inform YIXIONG to inform the SECTION&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113489748006461568?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113489748006461568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113489748006461568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113489748006461568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113489748006461568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/yes-i-removed-my-password-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113483219157080335</id><published>2005-12-17T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:14:05.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you Jesus for being ever so faithful, for being so REAL.&lt;br /&gt;to all young christians out there, i wonder whether you have ever had this thought dart thru ur head.&lt;br /&gt;" Is the Jesus im worshipping even real? Or is he some fictional weird BIG figure christians worship cos its a religion? "&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder whether im wasting my time at church but TODAY, God painted many pictures in my head during worship today.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my life has been planned and he has made me so glorious and righteous thru the blood of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS REAL AND HE IS MOVING!&lt;br /&gt;you know, my coach prayed over me and whatever he said came to past.&lt;br /&gt;TRULY IT IS THE WORKS OF JESUS OVER MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Really, this is the FIRST time God is SO real to me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha introvert in church at times but he has chosen me to be a mighty man.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh, its not me who has chosen him but he who has chosen me.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, its not me who first loved him but He who first loved me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just SO intoxicated by his love!!&lt;br /&gt;super excited for everythings that in store for me next yr.&lt;br /&gt;super blessed yr ahead ((:&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;having a password on my blog now makes me feel so comfortable when i blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its like when i blog about God, i know no one would be reading and going " oh, she's just being SPIRITUAL " &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos im not, im totally a sucky christian if i had to follow the ten commandments, pray 3h a day and read the bible.&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing at all, all i know is Jesus loves me and i love him too&lt;br /&gt;SO CORNE, GOD NVR SHORTCHANGES PEOPLE OKAY? im sure he's moving in ur life too.&lt;br /&gt;someday corn, someday u'll see him so real, performing miracles in ur life likewise&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see him doing exciting things in ur life cos our God is full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the Lord God pour his favour all over you.&lt;br /&gt;SHINE WITH GLORY CORN! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so changed, i feel different, i feel so loved and i feel like loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADDY GOD!! thankyou. thankyou.thankyou. I really thank you from the bottom of my heart for my family, for new creation, for dare, for Pastors, deacons, coaches, youth leaders, super D, royal stewards and the mighty men.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my school, the clarinets, my class, my friends, my teachers, my everything.&lt;br /&gt;OMG LAA. super loved.&lt;br /&gt;today's a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to bore anyone who's reading this post cause u'd probably wont understand but oh well, i really ENCOUNTERED JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, its awesomeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care about stuffs that's gnna put me down anymre.&lt;br /&gt;At least my God said so. He said he'll protect me against all evil.&lt;br /&gt;LOVEYDOVEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113483219157080335?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113483219157080335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113483219157080335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113483219157080335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113483219157080335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-jesus-for-being-ever-so.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113448494230902462</id><published>2005-12-13T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T06:42:22.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAD ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;argh. why must i always be so easily frustrated and angry.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being PRINCESSCY and petty and PAMPERED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the sec1 clarinets PLEASE reply my smses when you need to inform me stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I have to personally call each of u one by one before i get the answer?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its so hard to contact people cause they dont even pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;nono, thats not the point. Its they dont even bother to call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bill explodes every single month and I HATE IT SO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;im so dumb, why do i sms so much. Its not the clarinets fault laa.&lt;br /&gt;Like as if my father has not enuff bills to pay for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why cant ppl accomodate more?&lt;br /&gt;U tink i like missing you out on a party?&lt;br /&gt;NO, i want every single royal steward to be at the christmas party&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;How do i reply such smses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM IN A SUPER DUPER CHAO JI WU DI BAD MOOD&lt;br /&gt;i like to plan outings&lt;br /&gt;but, i hate it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113448494230902462?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113448494230902462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113448494230902462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113448494230902462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113448494230902462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-had-enough-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113422480275652497</id><published>2005-12-10T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T06:26:42.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats the point of lying?&lt;br /&gt;It brings no joy, no smile and no laughter.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, my throat hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do i do when im sad?&lt;br /&gt;just brush everything that makes me sad aside and look on the brighter side of life (:&lt;br /&gt;actually, the best thing is not to be kpo&lt;br /&gt;know less is best.&lt;br /&gt;as in know less about gossips lahh.&lt;br /&gt;know more abt God is good!&lt;br /&gt;occupied with church almost everyday this wk mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dare service was so campish today. Had ministering and i have a phobia of catching already. So i just did the modesty cloths. SADDENING RIGHT. sigh, i must practice catching on my mum at home! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Claire was so mental tday. She walked into the room and started laughing non-stop, till her whole face flushed red. As red as her sunburnt skin! She claimed she was super happy. HAHAH. i know lah, dare too nice ready, so she happy! =Pp&lt;br /&gt;Ahbu came to service too. SO SORRY AH BU! i couldnt company you throughout.. but nvm, tmrw im gnna see u already! woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dunno wad im woohooing about&lt;br /&gt;my heart's feeling so heavy..&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113422480275652497?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113422480275652497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113422480275652497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113422480275652497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113422480275652497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-point-of-lying-it-brings-no-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113402465819045246</id><published>2005-12-07T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:50:58.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super D so sexy, look like WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;super D so hunky, look like WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;hugashaga hushaga super super D!&lt;br /&gt;hugashaga hushaga SUPER SUPER D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. IM BACK FROM CHURCH CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;every praise and worship session was so full of life and anointing. I tell you, the youths in DARE are so energetic, its scary! Had praise and worship session till 1plus in the morning yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The ministering part was POWER!&lt;br /&gt;But super embarrassing cos i screwed up when i was serving.. =c&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. no condemnation!&lt;br /&gt;yayy, so happy that im so special in God's eyes =D&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened on the inside of me, really dont know how to put it down in words man. All i can say is, im super blessed to be in church and to be able to listen to the gospel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMHMM GOES A SUPER DUPER GRP ONE DAYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the COOLEST camp grp ((YEAHH!)) and the CRAZIEST and HORNIEST bunkmates.&lt;br /&gt;Claire better agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss them already but its okay, cos there's dare this coming saturday!&lt;br /&gt;eee, colour code GREEN. its unfair.. cos i dun have the green adventure camp shirt. UNFAIR!!&lt;br /&gt;so i have to wear my ugly green star star shirt.. boooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GLAD TO BE BACK HOME! i missed my toilet, my room, my bed and mummy's food.&lt;br /&gt;missed my family sooo much too.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i pray that God would help me be kinder. please pleaseee..hhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES PAPA PIG! i didnt know the comment box was working know. LOL&lt;br /&gt;den i saw three comments..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for offering ur help! but u super cheam know! i'll just learn my scales the hard way.. hahah.. im sucha music theory idiot..&lt;br /&gt;student conductor will always be student conductor.. PRO! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113402465819045246?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113402465819045246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113402465819045246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113402465819045246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113402465819045246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/super-d-so-sexy-look-like-wooo-super-d.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113352571196416911</id><published>2005-12-02T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T04:15:11.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fringe is like so IN THE WAY. Its getting too long for my forehead. hahah. Time to cut! I bet i'll look kuku the first few days. THE AGONY OF GETTING A HAIRCUT. I'm finally used to my rebonded hair. yay, no more teasing from my second brother. Now HE'S the one whining about his hair. Hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was so weird tday. Hurr, so what did the band learn?! =S&lt;br /&gt;We just played thru our repertoire and all. Sectionals was fun because i laughed alot. um, as usual.. i think there's just something plain wrong with me because i luff at NON FUNNY stuffs. Then when everyone else starts luffing, i dont.&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;imma stupid section leader who sucks at her scales.&lt;br /&gt;so tonight i shall be a gd girl and stay in my room to practice scales (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113352571196416911?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113352571196416911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113352571196416911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113352571196416911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113352571196416911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-fringe-is-like-so-in-way.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113317710206821039</id><published>2005-11-28T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T03:25:02.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band camp today was traumatising and i had so much thoughts darting thru my small tiny head just now while Mr glosz droned on and on about passion.&lt;br /&gt;ya, by now, every band member should know what whoever on the podium is gnna preach about when they hear the word PASSION.&lt;br /&gt;Have twe really lost it all?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, but after SYF, i never once felt like leaving band. It was only during the SYF period that i really felt like QUITING. wahaha.. because i remembered being so stressed over not being able to play well. =X&lt;br /&gt;tho i suck at my clarinet and my music theory is like total trash, i enjoy spending time with zoe and the section. So is this considered a wrong reason to join band and remain in band? Must every band member be in love with music before they are considered true blue twemasekians?&lt;br /&gt;passion passion passion, yeahh, its all drilled into our heads that we need passion.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried hard to play with energy and emotions, but sometimes, i really dont get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im just NOT musical. So when meroy flared up at the band the other day, i just gave up trying. Then i realised i didnt make much of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;What do i want for twe? i want all the conductors to stop hating twe for being boring, stagnant, lifeless and dull.  WAIT, In other words, i want twe to be full of life and drive. That's what everyone says. It gets irritating and people begin to NOT bother.&lt;br /&gt;but it'll be great if Mr glosz says we're improving, and everything has taken a turn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant wait to sleep as much as i want to.&lt;br /&gt;Have to report for band early in the morning tmrw again.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE THERE'S NTH TRAUMATISING TMRW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113317710206821039?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113317710206821039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113317710206821039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113317710206821039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113317710206821039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/band-camp-today-was-traumatising-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113248512625728137</id><published>2005-11-20T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T03:12:06.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wont ever understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113248512625728137?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113248512625728137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113248512625728137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113248512625728137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113248512625728137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-wont-ever-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113240558307183022</id><published>2005-11-19T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T05:06:23.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!! thanks to ziqing, gary, wilfred, mayves and jolyn!&lt;br /&gt;they're so super cute.&lt;br /&gt;wrapped my present under 15 layers of newspaper and asked me to unwrap it on the spot&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..YES, I LOVE THE PRES!&lt;br /&gt;and zoe for the jeans and hp strap&lt;br /&gt;and farah for the hp accesory.&lt;br /&gt;heheh..must thank you all specially on my blog&lt;br /&gt;COS IM REALLY TOUCHED!&lt;br /&gt;*heart melts*&lt;br /&gt;ya, i know my heart melts easily..&lt;br /&gt;but really touching right?! =x&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113240558307183022?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113240558307183022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113240558307183022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113240558307183022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113240558307183022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/ahhh-thanks-to-ziqing-gary-wilfred.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113220268961460863</id><published>2005-11-17T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:44:49.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala&lt;br /&gt;my sms bill is gnna explode once again..&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. no worries, just hope that my mum wont scold me. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having weird dreams lately and its quite freaky!&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont remember whether it really happened or it was JUST A DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;for eg, i remembered xingwen and i getting soo excited for Mr glosz said the clarinets were the BEST section. okay, that was obviously a dream. hahah&lt;br /&gt;and then i dreamt that cadence had a new blog, but u need a pass to get in. I guess thats a dream cos she said she was lazy to blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Yixiong hates me cos i didnt get his birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that i went to make my IC alr =/&lt;br /&gt;and i dreamt that i was eating breakfast. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;AND MANY MANY OTHER RANDOM DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, at this rate, i can just die.&lt;br /&gt;what if i dreamt that i already studied for my test?!&lt;br /&gt;okay, so screwed..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sec4s are gnna finish their Os tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;so fun right!&lt;br /&gt;=D and the royal stewards are gnna have bbq next wk.. yay! so we can like PLAY THE WHOLE NIGHT. russell suggested playing catching all night. =x and also, sparklers!&lt;br /&gt;whatvr it is, i know theres gnna be loads of ppl arnd.&lt;br /&gt;cos the coaches are all coming? and plus, the royal stewards itself is already quite a large grp&lt;br /&gt;I pray that Jesus presence will always be there with us thruout our fun and laughter&lt;br /&gt;whoosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113220268961460863?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113220268961460863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113220268961460863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113220268961460863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113220268961460863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/lalala-my-sms-bill-is-gnna-explode.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113215464209105540</id><published>2005-11-16T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:24:02.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sucha happyhappy burfday&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, thank you Lord for your love for me and making me survive till this special day. hahah &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;thanks to whoever who wished me!&lt;br /&gt;and special uber thanks to ZOE, CADENCE AND EILEEN!&lt;br /&gt;cos they companied me to wildwildwet!&lt;br /&gt;omg, so much fun la&lt;br /&gt;they all became darker except me&lt;br /&gt;when im the only one who wants to be tanner&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls brightened up this birthday of mine so much!&lt;br /&gt;and THEY ARE SO SUPER SWEET&lt;br /&gt;they bought this tiramisu cake for me without me knowing&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY THOUGHT THEY WENT TO THE LOO&lt;br /&gt;den eileen bluff bluff.. we were both saying they dropped into the toiletbowl..when she actually knew they went to buy the cake for me!&lt;br /&gt;when they came back, I WAS SO TOUCHED MAN!&lt;br /&gt;there was this unlighted candle on the cake somemore.. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right?!?! *sigh* SOOO SWEET&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..yes and we took neos!! which were not as good as the glittery golden machine&lt;br /&gt;we shall return to our FIRST LOVE MACHINE next time k girls? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;man, i really love them super alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CADENCE WAS DAMN PRETTY TODAY! with her hair let dwn and all.. and she's so ON! ask her to pose for cam, confirm pose one..hahah and people, her burfday coming soon k? 25th OF NOVEMBER! be sure to wish her and get her a wonderful pres.. =d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ZOE!! as usual, very unglam but VERY CUTE!! yay...she's sucha sweetie! sigh, cant bear to leave band and you next yr =( sobss..thanks for always being so sweet.. you're the only one who bothers to search for the perfect pres. The only one who bothers to wish me on my blog, on friendster and thru the hp. The one who bothers to keep me company all the time! I LOVE YOU!! so mushy right..but i do i do i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EILEEN!! (: thanks for companying me to wildwildwet tho u're broke.. dont worry k? I'LL TREAT IT AS A TREAT. muahaha.. u just make me feel so comfortable just talking to you. U etched this beautiful memory in my heart. ahhhh..ms leong better let us sit tgthr OR ELSE.. =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to my pri sch mates for companying me to watch movie at night too!&lt;br /&gt;tho i noe they didnt want to watch "just like heaven", but tts the only show available at 7+ can? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;and i dont find it weird to be the only girl going out with three guys. WEIRD MEH?&lt;br /&gt;im so used to going out with my two bros and their friends till im so immuned to it. bahh&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, they're my gd friends!&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe you'll nvr understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so sad when your precious ones forget ur burfday.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, but i shldnt ask for too much&lt;br /&gt;EH SANDY, WHERE ARE U? nvr wish me.. hahaha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! some ppl should just stop being blinded by their SO CALLED TRUE LOVE AND "FOREVER AI NI" fairytale&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;strong&gt;irritating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;rargh, hypocrite vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113215464209105540?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113215464209105540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy burfday to mee!&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;and yes, im not tired of feeling excited for my birthday tho i've celebrated it for 14 times jonathan&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!!! so exciting.................&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113207219130716160?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113207219130716160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113207219130716160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113207219130716160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113207219130716160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-burfday-to-mee-yay-heh-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113203652509785060</id><published>2005-11-15T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:35:25.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala&lt;br /&gt;crappy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER IS MAD&lt;br /&gt;she says she's ugly&lt;br /&gt;everybody goes "WHAT?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;so we had this uber lame convo&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's blackmailing mee!&lt;br /&gt;i tell her she's my eye candy so she must change her nick to "sayin im ultra duper chao pretty!" since it was "sayin im ugly"&lt;br /&gt;and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;she's gnna blog that im honest, truthful, has gd taste and &lt;strong&gt;super ultra duper CHAO pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee! so out of point..&lt;br /&gt;so yes people, the purpose of this post is to save myself from the evil hands of esther!&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, esther's nice, esther's an angel (:&lt;br /&gt;and rmbr that u aint ugly&lt;br /&gt;its a well known fact&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113203652509785060?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113203652509785060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>know smth, i promise to be nicer from today onwards&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;awman, two besties have already spent so much for my burfday&lt;br /&gt;and i feel guilty..=x&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, but i cant wait for tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why&lt;br /&gt;i feel like blogging but when i start typing, my mind goes blank&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113203033574129117?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113203033574129117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113203033574129117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113203033574129117'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113187971627910615</id><published>2005-11-13T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T03:01:56.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i wnna say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's been good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for 16th nov, 18th nov, 24th nov, 26th nov, 27th nov, 5th of dec and 25th of dec!&lt;br /&gt;ooohlalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113187971627910615?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113187971627910615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113187971627910615' 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singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya, mebbe those in other countries taking the same paper too x)&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for Os to be over although im not taking it.&lt;br /&gt;when it's over, it means, HANGING OUT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;there'll be the clarinet seniors, MY COUSIN!! and hardrock cafe? =x&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i get to sleepover at my cuz's hse.&lt;br /&gt;So farah, did u enjoy the sleepover? hahh!&lt;br /&gt;cousin's are really cool, besides, i dont have a sis la. But there's always a cousin to crap arnd with. YOU KNOW YOU KNOW, like talk all about wads girls usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great&lt;br /&gt;service was truly awesome&lt;br /&gt;Presence of God was so strong&lt;br /&gt;i could feel that perfect peace in me, uber overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;God is really great and mighty man&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why everything its about him, and nothing abt ME.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i dont have to do anything, just let the holy spirit do every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Prayer doesnt even need to come from me cause it comes from the holy spirit dwelling in me&lt;br /&gt;cool aye? i admit i cant sit down and pray a proper prayer. COME ON, i cant even sit down to read papers. But i know the holy spirit can. THANKEW JESUS! ahhh, u're so just so awesome. U MAKE ME SO HAPPY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for DARE camp! cos i cant wait to have so much fun with the royal stewards and experience God. At the same time, im gnna witness so many lives being touched by his glorious presence. There'll be CONFIRM PLUS CHOP, loads of jumping and all. Everyone is gnna go high on the last night again. AHH!! SO EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;JUAINNA! CLAUDIA! CONSTANCE! VALENTIA! MABEL!&lt;br /&gt;babelicioussss =d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i cant wait for the vampire show to start.&lt;br /&gt;POTION!!! *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;heheh..&lt;br /&gt;i'm prepared to wake up uber late tmrw, cos there's nth on tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;BOREDOM. gotta start on hw alr lah.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll never ever start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh..TEN MORE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;i want billybombers&lt;br /&gt;i want a date with besties&lt;br /&gt;HEH!&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont feel special anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay, JC told me im special as long as i tink i am. ;D&lt;br /&gt;SO I AM! yay =Pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113128876899648656?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113128876899648656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113128876899648656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113128876899648656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113128876899648656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/os-starting-tmrw-all-very-best-to.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113102442120135666</id><published>2005-11-03T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T05:27:01.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;cos i got to go out with a grp of funkymunky ppl&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;corne corne? KISS MY ASS&lt;br /&gt;ahahah..&lt;br /&gt;sooo lame&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for spirit of enterprise&lt;br /&gt;where we can just go crazy and act like kings and queens who own the mall&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE MUST GO SUPPORT TEMASEK AT BISHAN JUNCTION 8 OKAIII!!&lt;br /&gt;support K*NIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben&amp;jerry's seems to be the latest craze now&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it's opened at suntec&lt;br /&gt;so i can eat it whenvr i  go for church!&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS ME WITH MORE MONEY TO SPLURGE ON ICE CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;teehee.. with sandy arnd, i dun even need to splurge.. cos she pays for everything&lt;br /&gt;she actually bought two cups seperately when its so much cheaper to buy two scoops tgthr&lt;br /&gt;WHY? for convenience sake..&lt;br /&gt;so we had midnight dunno what..i forgot..=X and TIRAMISU!&lt;br /&gt;fatfatfat..yay, but i know sandy will nvr grow fat&lt;br /&gt;GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for my burfday!&lt;br /&gt;i hope.. i can to spend it with special ppl&lt;br /&gt;i hope hope hope =D&lt;br /&gt;wish wish wish..&lt;br /&gt;pray pray pray&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;christmas is gnna be ultra special all over again..&lt;br /&gt;its no more little children dreaming of pretty presents&lt;br /&gt;its matured kids, remembering God's beautiful work done on that precious cross.&lt;br /&gt;wheee..&lt;br /&gt;he makes me cry like no other.&lt;br /&gt;tears of joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113102442120135666?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113102442120135666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113102442120135666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113102442120135666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113102442120135666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay-i-love-today-cos-i-got-to-go-out.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113091616988429095</id><published>2005-11-01T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:22:49.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tmrw&lt;br /&gt;for some activities in my life-SPIRIT OF ENTERPRISE DISCUSSION =x&lt;br /&gt;eh? i just realised so many ppl would be present!&lt;br /&gt;yahh, so weird..&lt;br /&gt;last year it was all the 2e7 peeps but this year there's so many others from different2 classes&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL, interaction time!&lt;br /&gt;muahahah, VANESSA AND I MUST SABO JOASH!!&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna thrash things out at the bus stop eh?&lt;br /&gt;and joash is so gnna lose, cos our houses are out of bounds!! JOASH!!!&lt;br /&gt;wooo&lt;br /&gt;okay, im actually VERY bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;because i cant get my ass down to studying whatver shit.&lt;br /&gt;blahblah. i went to sch in the morning to read bio. *&amp;$(%&amp;amp; AND I READ THE WRONG CHAPT&lt;br /&gt;so dumb, and i was so happy when i finished reading the WRONG chapt.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;its getting cheamer and CHEAMER! so many tough words i have to go understand and remember..&lt;br /&gt;interesting BUT tedious&lt;br /&gt;AND MR JOASH TAY, stop being lazy and attend your physics lessons.&lt;br /&gt;MR ENG SO WHAT? still must go!&lt;br /&gt;wonder whether he reads my blog anyway..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Kurn's &lt;strong&gt;return to love&lt;/strong&gt; is so damn nice! the clarinet is like WOAH, so sweeeeet =D&lt;br /&gt;holidays make me feel.. lousy.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hate rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hate introverts, like, MYSELF! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hate hate hate hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hate tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113091616988429095?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113091616988429095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113091616988429095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113091616988429095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113091616988429095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/11/lalala-i-cant-wait-for-tmrw-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113056783228067044</id><published>2005-10-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:37:12.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo</title><content type='html'>the cow's so damn cute. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;my dad agrees =d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs ouyang left yesterday so the band played for her&lt;br /&gt;I felt so neglected, like no one bothered to listen to us.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, that's how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;But i still continued playing the best I COULD.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;Is band really very dreadful? YES, according to my junior.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to him and i feel really bad, because i dont know how to persuade him to stay.&lt;br /&gt;What else can i say when he feels so hated by everyone?&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt help much when other sec1s tell him what the seniors say about him.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKK, cant they just pretend they didnt hear anything so he wouldnt be so hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Or are they helping him out by showing them the true colours of the bandits? Of what some bandits think of him. AIYAHH, i just hope he wouldnt hate band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love staying at home, sit arnd, lie arnd, just doing nothing!&lt;br /&gt;gotta start studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;or mebbe not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;lemme slack for a few more days till im happy. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has ended, no more THREE synergy&lt;br /&gt;we're gnna be four synergy alr..&lt;br /&gt;oldoldold..&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i know im not gnna be so jumpy next yr anymore because i'll be more matured. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;ohyeaa, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;And im gnna experience more of Jesus so no worries for the Os (:&lt;br /&gt;i wish more people stayed home during the holidays so they'll come online and talk to ME. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113056783228067044?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113056783228067044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113056783228067044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113056783228067044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113056783228067044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/wooo.html' title='wooo'/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-113024205844143368</id><published>2005-10-25T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T05:07:38.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If i had no you, would i still be me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR CLASS OUTING DETAILS, PLEASE REFER TO EILEEN'S BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;hahah =X&lt;br /&gt;nahla, just wanted to say that, i love my class =D&lt;br /&gt;thats the main point anyways&lt;br /&gt;its so nice to poke fun at samuel! xD&lt;br /&gt;and cuishan said e black hp is nice, so im taking BLACK!! wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was kinda meaningless today cos we had sex ed, pe and slacking free periods.&lt;br /&gt;sex ed was urm, INTERESTING. lmao&lt;br /&gt;and the slackin periods was friggin lame!&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on my bio [oops] and started drawing lame pics of people.&lt;br /&gt;HIAKHIAK. I know im evil.. SANDY KNOWS THAT TOO!&lt;br /&gt;but its so fun to draw exaggerated pics of people. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;i was actually typing a sms to JonGan which goes like this "eh shut up la. noisy lehh. si bull frog"&lt;br /&gt;DEN MS WOON WALKED IN.&lt;br /&gt;*heart drops* LOL&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt send in the end..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, imagine if i sent it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i bet he'll give me that "lame" look. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALONE AT HOME NOW&lt;br /&gt;so bored..&lt;br /&gt;i'll sleep till noon tmrw! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i must always take the chance to sleep whenever i can. woohooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-113024205844143368?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/113024205844143368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=113024205844143368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113024205844143368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/113024205844143368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-i-had-no-you-would-i-still-be-me.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112993523700658633</id><published>2005-10-21T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:57:02.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, I SHALL NOT SWIM WHEN IM SICK IN FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;headache headache headache&lt;br /&gt;sniffs. but im so much better now cos i slept from 8.30 to urm, now, which is 6.41.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i didnt reply any sms-es!&lt;br /&gt;owell, few of them probably tot i was ignoring them. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;woOo! Read from Sylvia's blog that she's going to the youth service with joan and others. COOLNESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be there too. =DD&lt;br /&gt;hurr, and claire will be coming today too!&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITING. There's so many temasekians SUDDENLY. so i wont be lonely anymre =)&lt;br /&gt;colour code RED so i'll be wearing the band red polo tee.&lt;br /&gt;duhh, what else can i wear? heh&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE A BIG TUMMY! ya, so unglam right..vic has a big tummy. what to do, lazy to do crunches and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are okay..EXCEPT FOR BIO.&lt;br /&gt;i got 50. so heng right? if not i have to take the re exam. OBVIOUSLY SHE PUSHED MY MARKS UP FROM 48. Because i could see the pencil marking=48&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!!!! so my december is FREE.&lt;br /&gt;November is free too..yipeee! but i wont broke my promise to eileen and sandy so i'll still be going back. lalala, den i'll pontang on my bday. heh.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of mugging thru the hols suck like mad. RARGH&lt;br /&gt;WHY MUST OS APPROACH SO FAST?! ya, its next yr but SO? preparations starts like..now? hehehe..according to the teachers laa.&lt;br /&gt;boingboing. so bored, i hate being sick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112993523700658633?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112993523700658633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112993523700658633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112993523700658633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112993523700658633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/okay-i-shall-not-swim-when-im-sick-in.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112972118251141790</id><published>2005-10-19T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T04:26:22.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;best friends are good but girlfriends are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past two days were fun fun fun all the way, but mud wasnt my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. it aint anyone's cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;Both of my hands have big bruises, super the unglam. I guess its the price i have to pay for using my elbows so much to move in the mud. Alex taught me to do so, he claimed it was the army style. BUT DAMN PAIN KAY. It was red yty, but now its like.. purple? blue black? whatvr. ITS UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;lalala, i was being a spoilt sport cos i didnt want to wriggle thru the mud at first.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, none of us could escape so i just got it over with.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUN DOING IT WITH ESTHER! hahahh..&lt;br /&gt;i could only open one eye thru out cos they were spraying water and all..&lt;br /&gt;thank God i can see man.&lt;br /&gt;BODY ACHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were okay..but not up to expectations.. sighh..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how people get straight As for their Os.&lt;br /&gt;It seems so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;The highest i got so far is a pathetic a2. YES A2 FOR THE EASIEST PAPER- emath.&lt;br /&gt;pffffffft&lt;br /&gt;bio and chem is so screwed. NO, VICTORIA IS SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;But God has been ultra gracious to me already. COS I HAVEN FAILED ANY OF THE 4 SUBS!!&lt;br /&gt;woohooo. grace grace =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the clarinet section..&lt;br /&gt;i miss Zoe and sandy. I ALWAYS MISS EM.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh darn..&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DADDY TOO. i hate it when he goes overseas.&lt;br /&gt;he wont be in town for tmrw's bible study and sunday's service. TRAGIC. no church= SIAN&lt;br /&gt;lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO TALK TO SOMEONE NOW. I NEEEEEEEEEED A LISTENING EAR.&lt;br /&gt;gnna explode soon man. ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;and im going a lil blind soon. * bind that in Jesus name * LOL&lt;br /&gt;okay..i just need to wear specs if not i cant see anything 10m away. DAMN TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;so im sorry if i dont smile at you if i know you.&lt;br /&gt;Im not dao, im just.. blind. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel stupid, becos everyone likes to ask me for testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get any back, cos i dont ask for it lah. i dont mind either..BUT ITS IRRITATING WHEN PEOPLE KEEPS ASKING ME FOR TESTISSSSSS. grrrr&lt;br /&gt;so when im bored, it doesnt mean u can ask me for a testi, unless i love you. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*winks at eileen*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112972118251141790?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112972118251141790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112972118251141790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112972118251141790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112972118251141790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-friends-are-good-but-girlfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112909822427145216</id><published>2005-10-11T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:25:12.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CMI!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg lah, chem was??!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so little time and my mcq was total tikam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hurr, i suck at chem lah. PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woohooo! emath paper1 left. BUT I DONT FEEL LIKE STUDYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emath paper is always anyhow2. lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sandy keeps insisting on taking taxi -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muahahah, forced her to take the bus with me just now. I DONT WANNA REACH HOME SO EARLY. had enuff of mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it sucks when u mug and ur results suck like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant wait for tmrw. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after exams it'll be play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'll be able to go bible study tmrw! AFTER AGES MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg, life feels FREEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sec4s! one more month..just one moree!! JIAYOU! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112909822427145216?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112909822427145216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112909822427145216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112909822427145216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112909822427145216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/cmi-omg-lah-chem-was-so-little-time.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112884259785627835</id><published>2005-10-09T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T00:23:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Church was fabulous. This post is an inspiration from service today. *clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for me, for my healed heart when i was a baby, for my family of love.&lt;br /&gt;Im just super blessed. It's so heart-warming to know that no matter what i do, my parents will continue loving me because it isnt what i can or cant accomplish. I wasnt born to be perfect, i was born as a gift to their lives.&lt;br /&gt;I love my Daddy and Mummy so much!&lt;br /&gt;When i dont do well, they nvr once scolded me. Nope, not ONCE since primary 2 i think. hahah&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they console and comfort me and tell me everything's gnna turn out for good the next time.&lt;br /&gt;My dad comes into my room to disturb me while i study to calm my nerves (according to him)&lt;br /&gt;SWEEEEEETNESS&lt;br /&gt;and then there's my two brothers. I think they're a miracle&lt;br /&gt;I remember they used to fight. as in FIGHT with hands and all. Then they'll start shouting madly at each other. There was once i ran up to shout stop. Korkor shawn shouted at me to shut up. HAHAH. i freaked out and ran down. =X&lt;br /&gt;But now they're all so full of fire and love for God.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY BIG BRO. *jaw drops*&lt;br /&gt;and he's appearing on mediacorp for the christmas special as one of the backups in choir somemore. =D&lt;br /&gt;and then there's my 2nd bro with the bad temper. But now so much better.&lt;br /&gt;He calls me occasionally to ask whether i want tank tops or slippers or accessories.&lt;br /&gt;He's willing to shop for clothes with me toooo.&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE. i thank God for my family of sweethearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for Zoe and Sandy. The two closest girls in my life? okay..this so reminds me of the line i blogged the last time, where i thanked God for Zoe and Meilan. hahah. but things do change. Nevertheless, God places diff ppl in my life at diff times for diff purposes!&lt;br /&gt;I miss zoe..=( *bird whistle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for exams, all blessed in his hands. ((:&lt;br /&gt;yessshhhh I thank God for my house, room, bed, table, toilet, bag, wallet, handphone, pillow, eyes, hands, legs, body, food yahdahyahdah..&lt;br /&gt;actually there's so many more people i wanna thank God for. but have to study lah. So i will leave it to the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS POST IS NOT STUPID. it makes me happy. woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better thank God for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112884259785627835?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112884259785627835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112884259785627835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112884259785627835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112884259785627835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/church-was-fabulous.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112872692251463965</id><published>2005-10-07T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T16:15:22.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;the past papers were HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;except physics though.&lt;br /&gt;Mugging process was hell and im so glad 6 papers are down alr.&lt;br /&gt;4 MORE!&lt;br /&gt;wow, its amazing how we can stand 10 papers. --"&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i start doing a paper which i tink im gnna fail, i just feel like slamming down my pen and sleep. It feels likes there's no point. BUT, i just carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting for chi was like..sitting for a useless paper? Cos i didnt even study it at all. Everything was based on past knowledge. *BEAMS* Mr eddie tan taught us to apply PAST KNOWLEDGE to NEW SITUATIONS. and i did just that! hiakhiak..&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i didnt understand the close passages and comprehension passages. So i merely lifted a whole chunk of words into the blank. WOOO!!! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem is nice to study for (=&lt;br /&gt;but i dont do well for it!&lt;br /&gt;SYLVIAAA and MISH! i do love mrs tay too you know. hahahah! she's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;"STOP TALKING AND LISTEN!"-ONE of mrs tay's all time fav phrase.&lt;br /&gt;OHYA. this reminds me of sandy, i think i dreamt of her.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for that 3weeks thingy in school. HOW EXCITING RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be learning whatvr we learnt before so i guess it'll be quite easy..I HOPE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent gone to dare for a mighty long time!&lt;br /&gt;and the ice cream bash is actually today?&lt;br /&gt;and no one told me! =(&lt;br /&gt;THEY TOLD SOMEONE ELSE...*nudge*&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;nehmind lah, after exams it'll be church time!&lt;br /&gt;(((((((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after exams band will start =/&lt;br /&gt;hurr, im afraid smth bad will happen at band.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i hate band, but its that sometimes, things are so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;BOND? otay, it has been a hot topic since God knows when.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder whats wrong with cliques.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt there gnna be a group of people you'll be comfortable hanging out with?&lt;br /&gt;Its not like they dont hang arnd others either.&lt;br /&gt;hurr, maybe its wrong..maybe i dont see whats wrong to it.&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow, i wnna declare my love once again. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;i love ze clarinetsss! =Pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112872692251463965?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112872692251463965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112872692251463965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112872692251463965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112872692251463965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sheeeesh.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112700864644938353</id><published>2005-09-17T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T04:13:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;tahdah!&lt;br /&gt;im going nuts&lt;br /&gt;bonkers&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is making me lethargic&lt;br /&gt;inert&lt;br /&gt;indolent&lt;br /&gt;sluggish&lt;br /&gt;no, im not looking at the thesaurus.&lt;br /&gt;just some random words mdm audra taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lllllllllliiiiiiiiiiifffffffffffeeeeeeeeee is so boring when u're ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingbangboomPIANG.&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112700864644938353?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112700864644938353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112700864644938353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112700864644938353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112700864644938353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/lalalalalala-tahdah-im-going-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112700843361567742</id><published>2005-09-17T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T18:53:53.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's always this point where i my father ignores me because i made him angry.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? because i didnt want to go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? cos i wanted to stay home and finish up my homework.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? cos i hate forcing myself to stay awake to complete my work when im so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;blah.blah.blah.&lt;br /&gt;exams are cominggggg.wooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead. yay&lt;br /&gt;my brain cant function anymre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112700843361567742?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112700843361567742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112700843361567742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112700843361567742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112700843361567742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/theres-always-this-point-where-i-my.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112652313318462130</id><published>2005-09-12T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T04:25:50.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONT WORRY BE HAPPPPYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;stay gay, stay cheerful, stay euphoric, stay..SMILEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school rocks!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. im so contradicting but WHO CARES!&lt;br /&gt;i super love school now.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SANDY!!&lt;br /&gt;yes, my dear sandy. YOU'RE NOT WEIRD! U pretty leggy woman =DD&lt;br /&gt;lalalala, i miss her so much! LIKE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;school damn nice can?&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that i cant stand the stifling heat that's killing me, and sometimes EXTREME boredom.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing my dearest classmates makes me feel normal all over again.&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS WERE KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;like huh, holidays is just there for u to study. MUGMUGMUG.&lt;br /&gt;oohlala, and what do i get in return? DEPRESSION.&lt;br /&gt;eee, walls are painful to punch. =b&lt;br /&gt;everyone shld just listen to the "Bobby McFerrin-Dont worry be Happy" song&lt;br /&gt;Its uberrrrr cute. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, why is there like, pathetically so few girls during homework time? grrrr&lt;br /&gt;Shared Eileen's mp3 player as i attempted to accomplish some missions during hw time.&lt;br /&gt;hahh, and the earpiece kept falling outta my ear.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EILEEN! The songs are so calming. GOOD FOR DA SOUL! ha&lt;br /&gt;Surfed Lenis gallery and the pics are funny and FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;eh? i just realised there's no pictures of HIM at all.&lt;br /&gt;TSK! not self obsessed eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain rain. rain so nice. yu zhong shan bu =d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everynight we have some trouble, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everytime we worry, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we make it double&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont worry be happy! (8)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112652313318462130?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112652313318462130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112652313318462130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112652313318462130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112652313318462130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-worry-be-happppyyyy-stay-gay-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112593557708433045</id><published>2005-09-05T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:52:57.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bbq was fun!&lt;br /&gt;okay, rollerblading was, talking crap with everyone arnd me was, bbqing food was, acting lame was and taking stupid pics with the nets was. (:&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt really seem like a band bbq..&lt;br /&gt;It lacks many people. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, humans are the most unreasonable creatures on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, and i just blast music to cover up what they're saying.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, so tired know?&lt;br /&gt;It's so tiring to worry about so many things..&lt;br /&gt;plus im broke.&lt;br /&gt;and then again, i'm so tired of asking people for money.&lt;br /&gt;feel like some loanshark.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Gary to upload the pics!&lt;br /&gt;There was this shot where we looked like we were in the studio. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;so cool la. =b&lt;br /&gt;And there's manyMANY unglam pics where we trying to act sart by jumping.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, damn unglam can?!&lt;br /&gt;And he refuses to delete.&lt;br /&gt;nehmind lah, rare to see the clarinetists  tak glam right?&lt;br /&gt;cos we're ALWAYS glam =D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, what only~&lt;br /&gt;and im SO glad Catherine, Lynn, Eugene, Vincent, Weijian, Samuel and Zat came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bbq's over alr, back to my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;yawns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112593557708433045?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112593557708433045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112593557708433045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112593557708433045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112593557708433045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/bbq-was-fun-okay-rollerblading-was.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112582915051916690</id><published>2005-09-04T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T03:19:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cause all i need is you.&lt;br /&gt;is you, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak cause my faith level goes up and down.&lt;br /&gt;But he reigns forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;Why do husbands and wives quarrel and give cold shoulders to each other?&lt;br /&gt;They love and care for each other so much but end up getting irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he cares, she kicks up a fuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when she cares? He pretends to be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I'M OBLIVIOUS TO EVERYTHING "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm blind,  i sit at the table sipping milo and i DONT see anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo..&lt;br /&gt;The magazine said act happy and you'll be happy-im sooo obediant. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;but i forced him to hook my little finger.&lt;br /&gt;He did it, he promised me they'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I take his word for it.&lt;br /&gt;If they're happy, then it'll be perfect glee. (:&lt;br /&gt;cos i love them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has plans to study for their holiday and im affected by that.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me worry.&lt;br /&gt;bummer, i hate exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for dec hols.&lt;br /&gt;Then i can have manymany section outings, shopping sprees and nuah-ing time!!&lt;br /&gt;But before that, i cant wait for band bbq. heheh..LOLLIPOP EH!&lt;br /&gt;There's gnna be so many ppl emo-ing at the beach i guess.&lt;br /&gt;EMO EMO EMO.&lt;br /&gt;or isit bitching session?&lt;br /&gt;nyahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112582915051916690?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112582915051916690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112582915051916690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112582915051916690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112582915051916690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/cause-all-i-need-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112566034177139408</id><published>2005-09-02T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T04:25:41.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been quite a tiring day for my poor heart.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD LA UH?&lt;br /&gt;pumping like super fast suddenly all the time.&lt;br /&gt;MORNING DIGEST WAS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;altho i dreaded it so much?&lt;br /&gt;Cat mama and Lynn was so comical man, damn cute! x)&lt;br /&gt;everyone heard doppelganger as PROPAGANDA?&lt;br /&gt;so i tink my speech didnt really make sense to many.&lt;br /&gt;evil twin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahah&lt;br /&gt;progress report was shocking.&lt;br /&gt;Eileen and Sandy told me to go and die.&lt;br /&gt;*slits wrist*&lt;br /&gt;*shoots head*&lt;br /&gt;hahah..kkk. LAMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;My parents were like, "WHAT U WANT TO EAT?"&lt;br /&gt;"i buy hp for u lahh!!"&lt;br /&gt;aww, they damn sweet. hehe&lt;br /&gt;My dad and i major pigs man. =x&lt;br /&gt;Went to the supermarket to buy oreo, timtam biscuits, hello panda and manymany chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;WOOO! and holidays are here&lt;br /&gt;i'll surely grow fatter la. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall treat myself to a rest today. YAY! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112566034177139408?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112566034177139408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112566034177139408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112566034177139408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112566034177139408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-has-been-quite-tiring-day-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112548932609751912</id><published>2005-08-31T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T04:55:26.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad.&lt;br /&gt;uber sad.&lt;br /&gt;whyyyy..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112548932609751912?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112548932609751912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112548932609751912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112548932609751912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112548932609751912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112547935473359207</id><published>2005-08-31T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T02:09:14.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love class spirit, i WANT class spirit.&lt;br /&gt;hurr, 3synergy has none.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? why are the guys so..cold. Is it even hard to say Hi when i  wave so enthusiastically at you outside school?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just you.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm audra said we were still as dull as ever even when we were eating just now. wahah..&lt;br /&gt;k..whatvr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went back to primary school just now. WOOHOOO!! 6ix9ine still has people comin back.&lt;br /&gt;The guys so rock la. x)&lt;br /&gt;So many of em came back. But there were only 3 girls there tho.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tan wasnt there. MAJOR DISAPPOINTMENT. They said she just gave birth AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Is she power or what?&lt;br /&gt;Two in a row!&lt;br /&gt;Going back brings back so many memories. How i wish we could turn back time..&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE 6IX9INE!!!! heh..&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with the guys at KFC to chat.&lt;br /&gt;Ben Peh is hornyHORNY!&lt;br /&gt;Tian wei is getting handsom-er. owell..according to JC and Ben laa. Then he gets so shy! damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;And JC..still the same!! just that he doesnt call me Mummy anymre..hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert today was good. Just that it gets boring when they start the powerpoint thingy =x&lt;br /&gt;The sec4s are sooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, my mum's complaining abt my hp bill already.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT REPLY ANY SMS.&lt;br /&gt;so ya, dont msg me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112547935473359207?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112547935473359207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112547935473359207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112547935473359207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112547935473359207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-class-spirit-i-want-class.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112521326894040703</id><published>2005-08-28T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T00:14:28.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally tried caramel frapp with Ahbu today!&lt;br /&gt;It was so-so to me laa.&lt;br /&gt;$5.10 can?! i'm uber broke too Eileen..So it's alright. I'll probably just write cards for the teachers or smth =x&lt;br /&gt;Caramel frapp is so friggin filling and i feel so bloated. *bUrp*&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, ahbu was unable to find HIM among the crowd as we walked to starbucks. howww sad. wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE WORLD SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;Its gnna be september soon and i know Zoe is SO gnna bug me and go "my burfday coming lehhhh" ALTHOUGH she said  has been saying this many months back already.&lt;br /&gt;Funny lah she.&lt;br /&gt;anyhoooo, Dont worry Gary, i know urs is coming too. x)&lt;br /&gt;MINE TOO K!! 16TH NOVEMBER!! COMING READY!!! wahahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112521326894040703?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112521326894040703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112521326894040703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112521326894040703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112521326894040703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-finally-tried-caramel-frapp-with.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112495549228314913</id><published>2005-08-25T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:38:12.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love home.&lt;br /&gt;I think school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed to know Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone could love me like how i love them.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could read people's mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily irritated.&lt;br /&gt;I want all past friendships back.&lt;br /&gt;Why must things come and go?&lt;br /&gt;I realise how shy i can get in front of some people and how mental i get in front of others. Is that two faced? Is that split personality? THAT IS SO NOT DOPPELGANGER. hahah..*nudges sandy* okay..i just concluded that its perfectly normal. =x&lt;br /&gt;My computer has awful songs.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wnna study for tmrw's bio test.&lt;br /&gt;Today's chi test is a gonner. CMI.&lt;br /&gt;I love Mdm audra, Mrs tan, Mr Toh, Ms neo and Mrs tay.&lt;br /&gt;Ms tang is biased towards Lynn, Huixuan and Genevieve.&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;I dont like judgemental people.&lt;br /&gt;I understand how Sylvia feels when she gets temperamental because im like that too.&lt;br /&gt;I have little patience.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is STILL sick.&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad and mum.&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought me a choc cheesecake. But its gone, cos i just gobbled it up. hahah&lt;br /&gt;She bought it for me just becos i went to look at the cake shop the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I love sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;I love those chocolate hearts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we're not chosen for morning digest.&lt;br /&gt;Mebbe our presentation just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Cliques are so not cool, they're irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I want more time.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play PLAY PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112495549228314913?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112495549228314913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112495549228314913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112495549228314913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112495549228314913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-home.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112393050355035311</id><published>2005-08-13T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T03:55:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dim Sum Dollies was &lt;strong&gt;amusing&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hurr..its so damn SINGAPOREAN!&lt;br /&gt;tho the jokes become quite lame and cold at times..&lt;br /&gt;all the actors did a great job la.&lt;br /&gt;I like Hossan Leong!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FARAH FARAH!&lt;br /&gt;Remember "Honk"?&lt;br /&gt;That was when i really started enjoying every show Hossan Leong acted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, when the guys stripped at the beginning, i was like thinking of what Ahbu would think.&lt;br /&gt;" SO HOT!! " ?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..but too bad she couldnt really watch in peace cos she has a problem with heights.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, Sandy too.&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes throughout the show before the interval.&lt;br /&gt;Eileen and i kept looking at each other with this question mark on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;BAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i couldnt quite get what Dim Sum Dollies was all about at first.&lt;br /&gt;So it doesnt really focus on a main storyline..right? =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was laughing at Ms tang's eye make up and Ms woon's flower pose.&lt;br /&gt;KAY, teachers are soooo cute (:&lt;br /&gt;Headed home with Ahbu on the train and we talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;Kla, when u're with her, u can never stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. im quite amazed by her know.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know what people say about her, but she knows too.&lt;br /&gt;But she doesnt care!&lt;br /&gt;*salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band this morning was okay. OH MY GOD, i just remembered!! i need to photostat scores!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh..kay&lt;br /&gt;blogging does wonders.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;chao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112393050355035311?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112393050355035311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112393050355035311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112393050355035311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112393050355035311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/dim-sum-dollies-was-amusing-hurr.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112367120444037978</id><published>2005-08-10T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T03:53:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fireworks are b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i only caught a glance of it.&lt;br /&gt;wheee! Mummy and I both had the same reaction.&lt;br /&gt;"WAHHH!!!! SO NICEE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;We were super amazed, like small lil kids. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's dinner was superbbb!!&lt;br /&gt;The best part was..everything la.&lt;br /&gt;Durian with some glutinous rice thingy for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;teeheee.. yaaaa, people close to me would know that i love durian like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;rargh.&lt;br /&gt;saddening but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;realised how much i..ya. x)&lt;br /&gt;Melisa and Lynn came to my house to do Mr itself's project.&lt;br /&gt;Omg lah?! We were doing..practically nothing cause he gave us all the websites.&lt;br /&gt;And how do we do the model?&lt;br /&gt;bahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giordano red polo tee is damn smalL!&lt;br /&gt;Okiee..i ordered Small but i thought it'll be big.&lt;br /&gt;uh oh..&lt;br /&gt;im so gnna have to squeeze into the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;unglam fats exposure!!&lt;br /&gt;wahah..okay, that sounds super gross.&lt;br /&gt;Cant imagine how TWE is gnna perform on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I pray everything will turn out BEST for TWE.&lt;br /&gt;God bless us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112367120444037978?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112367120444037978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112367120444037978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112367120444037978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112367120444037978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/fireworks-are-b-e-u-t-i-f-u-l.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112334181064471886</id><published>2005-08-06T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:23:30.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAND ROCKED TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;So rare okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;sucha nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Mr glosz made a difference?&lt;br /&gt;I admit he does!&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the nets to esplanade to look for scores.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was dying of hunger on the bus to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;Yixiong is officially declared the da zhu!&lt;br /&gt;We dared each other to eat the disgusting concoction of baked rice stirred with tabasco sauce, pepper, salt, cheese and chilli.&lt;br /&gt;GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;but so fun x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP was like so happening.&lt;br /&gt;At first the music was like blasting right into my face&lt;br /&gt;Got used to it after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;MAN!&lt;br /&gt;crowded like mad.&lt;br /&gt;and im back home now.&lt;br /&gt;super seh-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell..&lt;br /&gt;i hate guys who play with feelings.&lt;br /&gt;So dumb, so irritating, so childish, so lame, so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;*vomits*&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder whether humans have to be devious in order to survive.&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Like play along and LIE cos its FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm..they no life. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112334181064471886?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112334181064471886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112334181064471886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112334181064471886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112334181064471886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/band-rocked-today-so-rare-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112320998810254262</id><published>2005-08-05T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:39:36.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rargh. There's this stupid man who doesnt want to hang up and keeps asking irritating questions like, " did someone call? ", " u chinese or indian? ", " u stay in pasir ris or simei? "&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAWD. shut up already.&lt;br /&gt;I sounded super pissed and he couldnt sense it. or probably he was trying to irritate me more.&lt;br /&gt;AND I DID THE SMARTEST THING!&lt;br /&gt;hand the phone over to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;she said its some people tryin to trick u into telling ur add.&lt;br /&gt;grrr..GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;My dad woke me up but i didnt hear a thing?&lt;br /&gt;Then he came into my room at 6.35 and i was like "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;He insisted i go back to sleep and not go school becos my body felt hot.&lt;br /&gt;Whole chunk of worries darted thru my head.&lt;br /&gt;Like..BAND HOW? money for syf photos? What about Sandy? What if i miss out so much on lessons? What if Ms tang thinks im playing truant? Farah no transport?!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Farah's not gnna go school either. ooooohlalala.&lt;br /&gt;But i really feel that im alright for school you knowww...&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr ITSELF gave out movie tickets to those who did well in the physics tests.&lt;br /&gt;Rich man kid eh? Since his father is a teacher at TJC.&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;God really provides when he knows im broke. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;wheee..so i have a free ticket to go watch Charlie and the choc factory with the nets!&lt;br /&gt;then i'll have sufficient to spend for two movie dates ready. PRAISE GOD!&lt;br /&gt;okay..mebbe i shld go be a good girl and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's growling.&lt;br /&gt;its only 10.43!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112320998810254262?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112320998810254262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112320998810254262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112320998810254262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112320998810254262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/08/rargh.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112280684138781001</id><published>2005-07-31T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T03:47:21.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER AWED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool to just stand right in front and look at Pastor Prince close up.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that i was trembling and i was just mumbling whatever he was praying over the new converts.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda freaky t stand right in front of the whole beeg church you know.&lt;br /&gt;Euphoria lala land. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;Service was ULTIMATE la today.&lt;br /&gt;This may not be the first time he's preaching this message but its just so powerful and has a BIG impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;The world seems to have grown brighter right after his message.&lt;br /&gt;Feel so FREED!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo..&lt;br /&gt;"and then monday comes..and vicki gets all depressed again..."&lt;br /&gt;BOO TO THAT!&lt;br /&gt;Shit in life will not get me down, at least i know God will help me with that. x)&lt;br /&gt;God's love is POWERFUL. urh huh. im feelin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owell, as for the band, the more you harp on it, the more people feel the stress to bring that life out of band.&lt;br /&gt;Everything takes time and i know the clarinets still have the passion. RIGHT PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;They just need someone to whip em.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr glosz doesnt like whipping, HE LIKES TAMING.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if Benny loves his quintet and his clarinet only, I still love him. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i confess that i hate him because he didnt mention that he loves the clarinet section.&lt;br /&gt;I fathom he doesnt really like me anyway. =S&lt;br /&gt;He's just being honest and truthful, BUT STILL..&lt;br /&gt;tahdah, mebbe we arent that loveable afterall. =x&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I promise i'll respect Benny more from now on.&lt;br /&gt;wooohoo! And as for Farah and Eden, i respected them long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;ohmy, i just told the whole world everything.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, its a gd thing anyway. heee&lt;br /&gt;Band seems dreadful these days..but nevertheless, I LOVE TWE WITH ALL MY HEART!&lt;br /&gt;Must be enthu..&lt;br /&gt;Be a thermostat and not a thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;I bet Zoe will think im a freak to say " I love TWE"&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* i made up my mind! Do everything with love and things will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA! Today is a special SPECIAL day for Ahbu. =d&lt;br /&gt;31ST OF JULY.&lt;br /&gt;THIRTY FIRST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112280684138781001?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112280684138781001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112280684138781001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112280684138781001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112280684138781001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112229083885287167</id><published>2005-07-25T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T04:27:22.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was good although everyone was complaining about how much work Ms tang has unreasonably gave us.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE..22 PAGES OF THE GEOG WB BY WEDNESDAY?&lt;br /&gt;pffft. I bet many aint gnna finish by then.&lt;br /&gt;wooo!&lt;br /&gt;Sucha a nice day with a nice Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;Luffed our asses off at Mr Yusof and Ms Leong.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers can be soooo comical man.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone doesnt take Ms Leong seriously.&lt;br /&gt;When she suddenly shouted, Eileen, Sandy and Lynn started luffing?&lt;br /&gt;And i was trying to suppress my luffter.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY MS LEONG!&lt;br /&gt;But its a natural tendency for children our age to chatter non stop see. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yusof was asking why i dont read the Da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, " I DONT LIKE DAN BROWN"&lt;br /&gt;actually that wasnt the main point but ya, just to cut the long story SHORT. heh&lt;br /&gt;He's like " u must read!! Half of my sec 1 class read it ready! "&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh, SO? The IN thing now is harry potter. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever. im still stuck at my first book. -blush-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt intend to blog.......&lt;br /&gt;but in order NOT to be lazy..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i salute the canoeists for they're sense of responsiblity to the school.&lt;br /&gt;But a little too serious for me.&lt;br /&gt;i had goosebumps when they announced their apology to the school!&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU CANOEISTS! u guys rock. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112229083885287167?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112229083885287167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112229083885287167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112229083885287167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112229083885287167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-was-good-although-everyone-was.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112219600086825059</id><published>2005-07-24T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:06:40.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love how God has changed my family so much.&lt;br /&gt;Esp my 2nd bro.&lt;br /&gt;He shared with Genevieve and I over lunch just now and im just simply awed by what God has done.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i typed a whole chunk of crap just now about people who regard church as bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, i know God doesnt want me to do anything. Anger leads to nothing..&lt;br /&gt;Guess Ahbu didnt really understand the preacher just now but it's alright. teeheee..more to come!&lt;br /&gt;Hope she enjoyed it anyhow. woooo..im so not gnna care abt wad jibao thinks about God. If he's so great then GO BE "JIBAOTHEGREAT"&lt;br /&gt;pffft. Cant stand egoistic guys. No matter how many reasons you give to support ur egoistic self, i dont care. It doesnt give u the right to condemn others like dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent collected anything for the donation card&lt;br /&gt;okay, only 10bucks from my ever-so-generous neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;how how?&lt;br /&gt;dont care&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. aiya...so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD'S COMING BACK TMRW!&lt;br /&gt;ladeedum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112219600086825059?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112219600086825059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112219600086825059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112219600086825059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112219600086825059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-how-god-has-changed-my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112194437513793775</id><published>2005-07-21T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:12:55.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Times flies, just like myself. =x&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find time to blog these days.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont understand why guys do stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;wooo&lt;br /&gt;i wan Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;no, im the one with the veil lifted. not you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gums hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;DENTIST TMRW! woohoo..and what lessons do i miss? hurrhur!&lt;br /&gt;Hope its Mother tongue or smth but its most probably physics.&lt;br /&gt;omg, did i tell you how much calories sandy and i can burn in Mr Ng's lesson?&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO COMICAL!&lt;br /&gt;mebbe he isnt THAT funny, but he just looks plain gong? wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;Then sandy always makes me luff harder when i already cant stop luffing by saying everything about him is BIG.&lt;br /&gt;His nose, his lips, his butt and his specs.&lt;br /&gt;ya, and we luff like mad retards while the class stones at his boring monotonous teachings.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just find ourselves so irritating. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temasek is infested with moths, butterflies and BEES!&lt;br /&gt;so cool ah, not only does it have animal like students, it has insects too!&lt;br /&gt;okay just kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be nice if everyone kept their comments to themselves. Or at least be more tactful?&lt;br /&gt;Like what Mdm audra said, there are two different sides to honesty. Telling someone how badly they suck brutally into their faces and using a more tactful to tell the person what they can do to improve. Sandy once asked me why some people are so popular amongst everyone while some just remain an unnoticed face in the crowd. Mebbe its how different people have the ability to shine. But i know that in God's presence, no one would be regarded as some random face in the crowd. yupyup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love school more if school hours were shorter. For example, NO HOMEWORK TIME? gahh, dream on vic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112194437513793775?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112194437513793775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112194437513793775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112194437513793775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112194437513793775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/times-flies-just-like-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112107428081069752</id><published>2005-07-11T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T02:31:20.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[kor] urm. its quite weird to call u kor..hahah..anyhow, thanks so much for your whole load of advices u gave me. U actually took the time to tell me all i needed to know. U're one friend hard to find on this planet earth. Although u may sound abit grandma-ish, BUT U CARE! wahah..oops..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nicky] OI YOU. thanks lah. =) i shall admit that u can be really sweet u stupid tong tong neighbour who likes to stress the point that u're ALREADY taller than me. roarroar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[meilan] u're my senior, my fren. hah, rmbr what i said? that u and zoe were God given..gee. thanks meilan! U're so assuring.. I really dont know how im gnna do it but i know i have to. AHHh! dont run away when i approach u. =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[elaine] thanks dear. love u all so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused all over again.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;save me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway school was great.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tay's so cute! and she likes repeating her words..&lt;br /&gt;i was TRYING my chem ws in pencil and she came over to mark my paper. *stares blankly*&lt;br /&gt;Lynn and Ahbu were busy reminiscing during geog. TWO SEVEN!!&lt;br /&gt;wheee. times have changed. 3 synergy aint that bad also what! The girls rock so much can. wahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this dumb convo with Eileen.&lt;br /&gt;*nudgenudge*&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so weird? Why do we come to this Earth to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Study so hard, go out to work, earn money, buy food, eat and then die.&lt;br /&gt;I know we do have a purpose in life but Eileen kept asking WHY.&lt;br /&gt;Love eileen! teeheee..talking her is always crap. Funny crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, im sucha boring person..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the royal stewards so much..&lt;br /&gt;There's band tomorrow. sigh. WHY AM I SIGHING?&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont have confidence in myself..&lt;br /&gt;confidence doesnt just come saying " i have confidence "&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112107428081069752?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112107428081069752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112107428081069752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112107428081069752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112107428081069752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/kor-urm.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112091987107436121</id><published>2005-07-09T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T07:37:51.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont like to scold, be strict, act tough or answer Mr glosz.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hate band, forsake my post and suck so much at my clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be the me now.&lt;br /&gt;i lost everything in me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel unloved.&lt;br /&gt;i actually hate everything now.&lt;br /&gt;im so scared of myself.&lt;br /&gt;its not just being and SL&lt;br /&gt;its me being stupid and lazy and faithLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry cry cry, only know how to cry.&lt;br /&gt;CRY WHAT CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how Sandy dares to squeeze out blood from her finger.&lt;br /&gt;i have blood flowing out from a small cut at my finger and i dont even dare touch it already!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no matter how tough life gets, DARE still rocks. Jesus still rock, but i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not just a religion..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112091987107436121?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112091987107436121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112091987107436121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112091987107436121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112091987107436121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-like-to-scold-be-strict-act.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112091505487466053</id><published>2005-07-09T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T06:17:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time! wooo..&lt;br /&gt;life isnt very nice now.&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112091505487466053?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112091505487466053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112091505487466053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112091505487466053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112091505487466053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-long-time-wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112013140133345344</id><published>2005-06-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T04:41:07.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wish u all bothered more.&lt;br /&gt;Zat once said something about self motivation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing it to myself now!&lt;br /&gt;I know i can do it, show it to Mr Glosz.&lt;br /&gt;My playing may suck now or forever, but at least i try to improve.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the ending but the process right?&lt;br /&gt;God will see me through.&lt;br /&gt;He is my shepherd that leads me to green pastures! GREEEN! wooo..chlorophyll. BIO!&lt;br /&gt;I hope Eden, Benny and Farah will be alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;I also dont know why i say that.&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like saying something to make my entry sound happier.&lt;br /&gt;Balloon day on sunday? The timing for people who has to go church doesnt help at all.&lt;br /&gt;First service ends at 11.30 please? And i cant possibly rush down from suntec to temaseksec in time..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bad when i get pissed at someone man.&lt;br /&gt;Can Gary and Yixiong tell me what's going on? I wasnt pissed when u guys FIRST said u had something on. Only pissed when u all went back on your word. There were only sec3s arnd during sectionals. aaawwwwweeeessssooommeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ZOE ROCKS! ZOE ROCKS! hehehe..see! I publicise on my blog okay.&lt;br /&gt;God rocks too. HE IS MY SAVIOUR!&lt;br /&gt;awman. but sad case, i cant make it for BS tmrw with constance and the other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orhya. Xinling is so nice. hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112013140133345344?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112013140133345344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112013140133345344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112013140133345344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112013140133345344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/wish-u-all-bothered-more.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-112003392577724949</id><published>2005-06-29T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T02:38:40.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so confusing at times. So what exactly are my priorities? To improve on my techniques, lead my people well, get great grades or? OR MAYBE EVERY SINGLE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and I went to TM just now to get our papers and CD.&lt;br /&gt;The CD part was quite a failure and duh, i was damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IM KUKU. i dont have a single clarinet CD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we came to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;That snowwhite is the ugliest princess and Belle is the most beautiful one. =X&lt;br /&gt;There's another prettier one but i cant remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;So lame i know.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy actually took my bio book home accidentally and CONGRATS! there's a bio quiz tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to take 10 all the way back to her house but do u tink i bother?&lt;br /&gt;Was fuming for no apparent reason..maybe because everything seems so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Even the chinese textbk was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like punching the freaking mirror.&lt;br /&gt;cant stand that class.&lt;br /&gt;no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-112003392577724949?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/112003392577724949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=112003392577724949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112003392577724949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/112003392577724949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-so-confusing-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111971064087300953</id><published>2005-06-25T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T07:44:02.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooo..God is moving. REALLY MOVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ssshhh..listen. Rest, keep quiet and listen. Daddy God loves u and I am all you need. I can do what you want me to do. I love you. I love you. I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) That's what i heard him say to me in my heart. HE LOVES ME. mememe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. okay enuf. Dare was like super nice today la! Everyone so hyped up. After effect of camp? Most probably.. i guess it was uber fun. And i missed out..But i noe im not gnna be shortchanged! had dinner with the royal stewards. GOSH!! Mabel, Juainna, Constance and Claudia are really one bunch of fun/HAVOC girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA! Healed in Jesus name aite? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec1s were really funny too..Ren is super cool. rargh. I think i like to use the word SUPER. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, everyone has plastic smiles. But we can't help it cause we're human and we ain't perfect. SO IM NOT GNNA COMPLAIN. Whatever that lies under that facade can be scary at times. LIAR LIAR! PANTS ON FIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! ah ah ah! OOH! ah AH ah! OOH! ah ah ah! wassup wassup!&lt;br /&gt;ooh! ah ah ah! OOH! ah AH ah! OOH! ah ah ah! DARE SOAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111971064087300953?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111971064087300953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111971064087300953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111971064087300953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111971064087300953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111949635459733069</id><published>2005-06-23T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:12:34.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moulin rouge is oh-so-nice. Thanks nicky! -grins- okay, this neighbour of mine is ALWAYS burning one whole cd for me when i  simply ask him to dl just a few songs for me. Anyhow, its great to have a neighbour like that. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 23rd of JUNE!! Happy smashin burfday to the twins, Meilan and Kristelle! xD Gnna head to Kristelle's house really soon. WoOo! How exciting. hahah. too bad Zoe, Corne and Benny wont be arnd. WAIT, doesnt tt mean im gnna be the only sec 3 again. =/..nvrmind, i heart the clarinets no matter sec2, 3 or 4. Hope the two birthday girls love the present we bought for em. wheeeE! although im not really very confident bout it this time. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not done with my SS project yet. I wont be free on friday, saturday or sunday. Which means im so screwed! Owell, but i rather spend my time at suntec fer the whole day. I really dont mind. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111949635459733069?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111949635459733069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111949635459733069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111949635459733069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111949635459733069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/moulin-rouge-is-oh-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111923929073338734</id><published>2005-06-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:48:10.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great.&lt;br /&gt;Where did my entry go to?!&lt;br /&gt;I have to type in all over again!!&lt;br /&gt;BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;as if i wasnt sick enuff.&lt;br /&gt;pffft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, i'm not in a very good mood. HA.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i miss my dad so much.&lt;br /&gt;He's away in Indonesia earning dough for the family.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is so supremely sweet. Just like my choc fudge ice cream. =x&lt;br /&gt;"Healed in Jesus name. Love u."&lt;br /&gt;That's what he sms-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;So adorable right! teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished up the entire tissue box.&lt;br /&gt;The "Beautex" one; with 3 ply pure pulp special tissue.&lt;br /&gt;urm. YA. u get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;When will my nose ever stop running?!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im gonna blow it off any moment soon.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, all my food is so tasteless now.&lt;br /&gt;WHATS THE POINT OF LIVING WHEN MY FOOD IS BLAND?&lt;br /&gt;heee. okay, im just kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooosh! gnna go out soon for lunch and i think i'll just rot outside.&lt;br /&gt;My mum's gnna go to the bank and do some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So do i bring my tissue box out with me?&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring sermons irritate me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, as least talk s   l o w e   r for poor singaporeans like me to understand?&lt;br /&gt;But He is indeed a great man of God.&lt;br /&gt;geee..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll survive thru band tmrw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111923929073338734?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111923929073338734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111923929073338734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111923929073338734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111923929073338734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111920643234894242</id><published>2005-06-19T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T11:40:32.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.37am now and i can't get to sleep although i'm so sleepy and drained. MY THROAT HURTS SO MUCH AND MY NOSE IS SOO RUNNY. I'm really dying of fatigue right now. But whenever i try to sleep, it hurts so much and i keep having dreams which are sort of like a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i woke up to take the holy communion also. I believe I'M ALREADY HEALED. ahh yes. I really need to sleep. I'm deprived. ahhh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111920643234894242?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111920643234894242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111920643234894242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111920643234894242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111920643234894242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111880615170633663</id><published>2005-06-15T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:29:11.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks so much when u feel like u dont mean anything to someone at all. I mean, if that someone means alot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still glad that I'm Victoria, the one whom Jesus loves.&lt;br /&gt;heeee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111880615170633663?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111880615170633663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111880615170633663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111880615170633663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111880615170633663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-sucks-so-much-when-u-feel-like-u.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111874928818992659</id><published>2005-06-14T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T04:41:28.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I laughed too much today.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurt like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think i was a mad woman. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Had sectionals again. I really think i'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;So glad the brisbane people are coming back TOMORROW morning. yesyes, not TODAY. wth..hahah..so hppy! Then we can invite all the generations of clarinetist to go catch a movie. YAYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually i got to spend more time with the sec2s and Zoe when they left for brisbane la. And i'm happy about tat. =))&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL, i hate my conducting.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Xingwen, Xinling, Kristelle, Meilan and Aisyha so much lah. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what i did wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;I spoil people's appetite.&lt;br /&gt;I spoil my own appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for dinner with my whole family again.&lt;br /&gt;It's been only a few days but it seems sooo long to me.&lt;br /&gt;Why are they so busy..=[&lt;br /&gt;OH. i miss my maid too. Did she receive my letter? gee..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just cant stand a home with only 2 people inside. rargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111874928818992659?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111874928818992659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111874928818992659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111874928818992659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111874928818992659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-laughed-too-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111849719294221168</id><published>2005-06-11T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T06:39:52.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=) im like IN LOVE!! In love with simply everything in my life. woooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said i was so gnna blog about yesterday's happenings but ended up too lazy. Anyhow, yesterday was a superb day with the clarinets. Sectionals was like OH-MY-GOSH, super long! It seemed longer than usual because i was watching Xiong-ge conduct the juniors in the morning. Damn funny day la. Laughed like mad, "danced" like mad, screamed like mad, high like mad until i was damn lethargic during sectionals. Wheee! I love em sooo much. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was even better! Heh..CREW ROCKS! Made so many awesome new friends like Constance, Juianne, Claudia..eh eh? i just realised it'll take me ages to write all of em down. LOL. But all these rockin people are so gnna spice up my life from today onwards. WOOHOOO! Sunday tmrw! WOOHOOO! two more weeks of holiday WOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111849719294221168?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111849719294221168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111849719294221168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111849719294221168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111849719294221168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-like-in-love-in-love-with-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111828931037141288</id><published>2005-06-09T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:55:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy God answered my prayers and u quit smoking.&lt;br /&gt;So now i make another prayer.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for God's favour to be on you ALWAYS, ALL TIMES and FOREVER. x)&lt;br /&gt;I want you happy and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that i'll forever be your little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget you even when you and Mum's hair turn white.&lt;br /&gt;Your three children will shower the love and care you showered us back again.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ROCK DAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're reading this. hehehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111828931037141288?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111828931037141288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111828931037141288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111828931037141288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111828931037141288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-daddy-i-love-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111815091967739026</id><published>2005-06-07T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T06:33:20.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a superb day with a superb someone. =) ZOE! i heart the spaghetti so so much. hahah..and i just remembered something! Do you think the two strands/stick/pieces of noodles made a difference? damn funny! Had fun playing with Zoe's hp just now. wakaka..used up so much of her battery. woops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was enjoyable today. Although the sound was really horrible. There was no horn and cornet so it sounded so empty. -sigh- i wish i could go brisbane with the whole clarinet section. ANYHOO, Mr meroy heng is a nice guy. He had the patience to go through everything with us. teeehee..yesyes, our screechy high notes and horrendous sight reading. =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport is sucha fun place to be at. bahh. There was this crazy man at "popeye's" just now..oh gawd. Those kind of people really give me nightmares. O.O hope everything's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee..i love the nets so much! Elaine, Shuhan, Gary, Xiong-ge and Zoe! We'll practice hard in singapore okay? wont disappoint those in Brisbane. I'll try my best at least..cos i know i suck at conducting..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui pui pui!!! wahahah..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm really happy today! Cos of the chocolates. REALLY! hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111815091967739026?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111815091967739026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111815091967739026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111815091967739026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111815091967739026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-was-superb-day-with-superb-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111803886664809772</id><published>2005-06-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:21:55.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NEW SKIN!! wooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feeling so restless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I suck at doing jian baos. PERIOD!&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/7452229-111803886664809772?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111803886664809772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111803886664809772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111803886664809772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111803886664809772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-skin-wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452229.post-111788920043907731</id><published>2005-06-04T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:56:58.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first week of the holidays wasnt really nice but its over! =) Because i see God's love growing on the inside of me. WHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this battle raging inside my mind and my heart. It actually hurts so much when someone is straightforward. Sorry kekang..actually, i forgot what i said to you. But since u said i was straightforward then im really sorry. Now i know how u feel because i just experienced it. Ha..and yup, it aint nice at all. Anyhow, i dont wanna dwell on unhappy and stupid stuffs i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went for D.A.R.E today! Hmm..it seems like a thousand weeks since i last went D.A.R.E. Well, as usual, only a few turned up for lunch. Kaiyan wasnt there again! Sigh..so disappointing. heh..miss her laa! Had lunch with Kevin, Clarice, Aaron and MICHAEL/MICHELLE. wahaha..Michael is so gay la. He says PINK IS HIP and he is so into pink nowadays. =S spastic SHEMALE. lol! nehmind ya? No condemnation for u are God's precious! hahah..crap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin was being crappy also. I'm not scared to go for the camp okai!! It's just that i have band. =P i wonder how Kevin can be so crappy at times..LOL. Anyway, i think he's running a fever now. HEALED IN JESUS NAME AITE! woooo..love hanging arnd these rockin people. There was sucha sweeeet presence in the house of God just now. UNEXPLAINABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that whatever doubts i had about Jesus is now erased. No more burdens nor sorrow in my heart. So secured in his everlasting love. =D i signed up for crew too! how exciting..heheh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452229-111788920043907731?l=viikki-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/feeds/111788920043907731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7452229&amp;postID=111788920043907731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111788920043907731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452229/posts/default/111788920043907731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viikki-.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-week-of-holidays-wasnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>viikki-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08097036005957109223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
