<?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-7441884</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:19:34.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever After</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7441884.post-114217491260876297</id><published>2006-03-12T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:48:32.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;moved to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elleblatsyrc.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.elleblatsyrc.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-114217491260876297?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/114217491260876297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=114217491260876297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114217491260876297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114217491260876297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/03/moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-114139871483662740</id><published>2006-03-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:11:54.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever since the year 2006 arrived and i stepped into a secondary school,&lt;br /&gt;i feel the world has changed totally..&lt;br /&gt;everything has totally changed...&lt;br /&gt;new faces although my primary school friends are all there.&lt;br /&gt;i still miss my primary school life..&lt;br /&gt;all the retarded times i had with all my friends..&lt;br /&gt;i miss every single one of them..&lt;br /&gt;althought sometimes we think bad about each other and talking bad about each other behind each other's back.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that i can always stay a same person...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'm wrong...&lt;br /&gt;i find that i've totally changed into another person...&lt;br /&gt;someone totally different...&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i've lost my old self and found a new soul.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that i can always be with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm wrong too...&lt;br /&gt;now it seems like we're all &lt;strong&gt;drifting apart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we found our own friends and not hanging out with each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;infact when we see each other, its just a hi and bye.&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;strong&gt; simple&lt;/strong&gt; sentences.&lt;br /&gt;or i should say &lt;strong&gt;short simple&lt;/strong&gt; sentences.&lt;br /&gt;we are talking lesser to each other...&lt;br /&gt;normally when we have some trubles or something, we will always look for each other..&lt;br /&gt;now that we have our own problems, we &lt;strong&gt;hesitate&lt;/strong&gt; to tell each other...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we even &lt;strong&gt;lie&lt;/strong&gt; to each other that we're okay...&lt;br /&gt;but actually deep down inside we are &lt;strong&gt;badly hurt&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i can tell from their facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;and normally i don't want to talk much and just say okay and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;i want to help them but just something is stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;its stopping me from going up to them and ask them if they are really okay...&lt;br /&gt;whether they need help.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes if they needed help from me, i will just say i don't know how to help and just forget it...&lt;br /&gt;and after awhile, i'll just feel very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;i always regret not even trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;but i really want to help them... as i said, something is stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;i seems like i care more about my classmates now then my primary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;its all different now.&lt;br /&gt;time has changed. so as everything..&lt;br /&gt;looking back at the photos we took together is really hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;as i remember all the happy times we had together.. and now they're all gone..&lt;br /&gt;vanish..&lt;br /&gt;i really hope one day we can just sit down and talk to one another and remember everything we've done together and remember all our happy times we had together.....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i say or do things that will make me regret in the end.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that nothing of this sort will happen to me again...&lt;br /&gt;i'm very confused over somethings now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to solve things myself and i always depend on others.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just very confused now...&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to do now..&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know if i had made a biggest mistake in my life knowing some people in school.&lt;br /&gt;just hope i don't regret too much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-114139871483662740?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/114139871483662740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=114139871483662740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114139871483662740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114139871483662740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/03/ever-since-year-2006-arrived-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-114129062347542625</id><published>2006-03-02T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T01:10:23.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i'm back again...&lt;br /&gt;i know that my blog is dying...&lt;br /&gt;didn't have a chance to post for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;okay....&lt;br /&gt;talking about my school...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..... i am happy in STC.&lt;br /&gt;i love being with all my friends and sharing my jokes with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i stepped out of ijbt, i lost all my rtetarded-ness.&lt;br /&gt;but i met a RETARDED girl. no actually a few...&lt;br /&gt;and they somehow got back some of my retarded-ness. yupps!&lt;br /&gt;so far, i'm very happy in STC..&lt;br /&gt;i like everything that is happening..&lt;br /&gt;and i got one EFL camp coming up!&lt;br /&gt;and its next week.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it'll be fun until i don't want to go home.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;yay! can spend 3 days with all my RETARDED friends!&lt;br /&gt;but i will miss everything that is at home...&lt;br /&gt;Esp my pillow, toys, blanket etc etc.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and straight away after the camp, convinence....&lt;br /&gt;wahh...... shiok mann...&lt;br /&gt;but sure damn tired one lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i love NOT to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;i rather be with my friends then be with my family members. yupps. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i just prefer my friends than my family members.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for next week!!!! WHOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;the whole school will be out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but only the pathetic sec 1s in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. stupid lor...&lt;br /&gt;but we're doing some dragon boating thingy...&lt;br /&gt;should be fun yah?&lt;br /&gt;i find that my life has changed totally....&lt;br /&gt;because of the school..&lt;br /&gt;but some people think i changed in character...&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know...&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.. but i went to ask some of my primary school friends, they all said i didn't change but i become more soft-hearted....&lt;br /&gt;hai yah.. i kind off agree with her lah.. i become more soft-hearted..&lt;br /&gt;yups, but i really don't want to be TOO soft-hearted.. yea...&lt;br /&gt;i really fell in love with her school...&lt;br /&gt;but NOT with the CCA...&lt;br /&gt;i want to change CCA.... but i scared mr Francis will scold...&lt;br /&gt;i really want to change my CCA... i regreted joining band..&lt;br /&gt;i want to join guitar.. yupps... guitar..&lt;br /&gt;at least the practices are not so long and it doesn't fall on the wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i think i got to be going now...&lt;br /&gt;post another time...&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-114129062347542625?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/114129062347542625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=114129062347542625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114129062347542625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/114129062347542625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113906959884436740</id><published>2006-02-04T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T08:13:21.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;just came back from eucharist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't quite like the songs sung today... hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quite short...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but today is a fun day lahh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when im walking home suddenly got toe cram... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahh.. damn pain... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cannot walk properly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when me and my sister was on our way to church...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we're walking the opposite block of my block which is 184,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one guy was walking towards the lift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the door was about to close...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we put his leg there to stop the door from closing lahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when he door bang his shoulders i said very loud "kah biang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the door really his him lahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the impact was damn funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i like "buhh!" also very loud lahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i thing the guy heard me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then when we walk pass the lift, me and my sister turn the other way and laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yahh lahh. the impact was damn funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i bet the guy will be like damn angry lor.. hahhaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i don't care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and today got a group of people on the second level...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they was eating yu shen lahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then my mother say they shout damn loud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the things said when you "lao" the thingy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then when me and my sister was in the lift coming home from eucharist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she stop the lift at the 2nd level...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then the door open.. then when it was about to close then she shout "lao ahh!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn loud lorr.. hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;think the people can hear... hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;funny things happened today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope tomorrow will be the same..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm... still wondering what to buy for valentines day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahh... headache mann...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i will buy that thing which is in my mind right now lahh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"please just don't play with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my paper heart will bleed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this wait for destiny won't do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be with me please i beseech you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;simple things that make you run away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;catch you if i can..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha... the song my paper heat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it keeps playing in my head now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and got one more song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just smile back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just smile back..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its eminem! when im gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love it so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its so nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz... tomorrow having catcechesim class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sian mann...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't want to go lorr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i rather stay at home and sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why is there only 2 days rest in a week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so stupid mann...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahh... i damn tired now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why *you not online? ARHH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my eyes cannot open anymore... hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113906959884436740?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113906959884436740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113906959884436740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113906959884436740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113906959884436740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-came-back-from-eucharist.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113888806998991279</id><published>2006-02-02T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T05:47:50.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didn't have my afternoon nap today!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.. acutually is i couldn't get to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;thinking of something...&lt;br /&gt;what should i buy for valentines day?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... still wondering if i should buy that.&lt;br /&gt;something's in my mind... but should i or should i not buy it...?&lt;br /&gt;thats my problem...&lt;br /&gt;hahha...&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we're having swimming heats!&lt;br /&gt;i don't have time to go and support lahh...&lt;br /&gt;but i want to go!!! hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;all my classmates should be damn excited yahh?&lt;br /&gt;must win for caterine house OKAY??? LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i almost fell asleep during DnT lesson...&lt;br /&gt;it was so damn hell boring cann!&lt;br /&gt;many of my friends was falling asleep too... all having sleepy looks on their faces...&lt;br /&gt;so funny..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. buy we only have 2 mins break inbetween 3 PERIODS!!!&lt;br /&gt;45 + 45 +45 ....... can you imagine?? 1hr and 35 mins...&lt;br /&gt;only 2 mins break...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS!&lt;br /&gt;then when the bell rang for dismissal, you can hear many YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahh... the class arh...&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i like about DnT is the drawing part..LOL...&lt;br /&gt;but my sister said its boring.. i don't think so leh.. hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got the song "all about you" ?&lt;br /&gt;im dessprate for that song.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;it is sung by Mcfly..&lt;br /&gt;i can't find the song.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i just love that song...&lt;br /&gt;it just come to my mind like that..&lt;br /&gt;for no reason... i don't know why... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;if anyone haf that song, please tell me...&lt;br /&gt;i really want it... hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now listening to the song My Paper Heart..&lt;br /&gt;im stuck to it now...&lt;br /&gt;bet it'll play in my head again and again later..&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;im so tired!&lt;br /&gt;okay... bye.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113888806998991279?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113888806998991279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113888806998991279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113888806998991279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113888806998991279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-didnt-have-my-afternoon-nap-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113792462088661224</id><published>2006-01-22T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T02:16:47.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time: 6:10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back again..&lt;br /&gt;sorry never post for 'years'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;just came back from living in..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't a good day after all.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.. i'll talk about my camp.&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i had catholic camp..&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;played alot.. make new frens also.&lt;br /&gt;i got kissed on the cheek my kristel!&lt;br /&gt;EEWW!&lt;br /&gt;yah but she's a great friend lah.. haaha&lt;br /&gt;did alot of activities..&lt;br /&gt;very fun lah.. the whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;i got back ache.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;but now feeling better...&lt;br /&gt;we got pizza on the first day...&lt;br /&gt;the second day, they went to keep the milo over night..&lt;br /&gt;and it turned sour..&lt;br /&gt;some poeple still went to drink it up although it was sour..&lt;br /&gt;disgusting please!&lt;br /&gt;i had cold milo instead and bread. haha..&lt;br /&gt;we slept at 12.. alot of people keep talking..&lt;br /&gt;so noisy. woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;and someone snored really loud..&lt;br /&gt;and i heard that desiree talked in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i want to have somemore camps..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so fun to stay over night in school.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss everyone i know... at home, in church...&lt;br /&gt;everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;and obviously someone very very important.&lt;br /&gt;the first half of the camp was damn hell boring lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;but the other half was okay.. yah..&lt;br /&gt;still enjoyed myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whats for dinner tonight..&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go to school tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay at home...&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i want to play...&lt;br /&gt;i just don't wan to go back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;if only now is the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.... im so bored now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you* never come online?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113792462088661224?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113792462088661224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113792462088661224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113792462088661224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113792462088661224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-610pm-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113612803366595303</id><published>2006-01-01T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T07:07:14.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh! im just too lazy to think that im going back to school in 2 days time! i just don't want to go back to school.. see the people in my class, i kinda regret on my results. haiz.. but wad can i do? work hard lor.. sian! i just don't want to go back to school. facing the people in the school is such a preassure!! my books... my name hasn't been written on it yet.. OH NO! have the do it all tomorrow.. n i have to start sleeping early n stuffs like this! ARH!!!! i want to go to school is to see my friends... n ONLY to see my frens.. no other motives! just some life i have man. work hard work hard work hard work hard work hard!!!!!! now all i have in mind is work hard. haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes! yesterday! the countdown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had it in Holy Trinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there were carols by the communities of Holy Trinity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;those youngters.. yup yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was kinda fun yesterday wif all the shoutings n stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes joey, u're the noisiest... lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually not, it was cyprain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;both of u la!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ytd was fun n enjoying...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same to my mother n my sis(hazel)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to see fireworks.. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sister video typed it all down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haven't looked at it yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;should be damn hell nice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just now, my relatives came..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ate steam boat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drink abit... lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;den we watch horror movie... the wig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now dunno wad they watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright.. nothing to post about oreadi. byez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113612803366595303?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113612803366595303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113612803366595303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113612803366595303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113612803366595303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-gosh-im-just-too-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113560292285936467</id><published>2005-12-26T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T05:15:22.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="8" width="300" bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle" width="30"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table height="15" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="15" bgcolor="#666600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle" width="30"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table height="15" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="15" bgcolor="#999933"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle" width="30"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table height="15" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="15" bgcolor="#cccc66"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle" width="30"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table height="15" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="15" bgcolor="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YELLOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffff00; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out your color at Quiz Me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113560292285936467?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113560292285936467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113560292285936467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113560292285936467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113560292285936467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/yellow-you-are-very-perceptive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113552123838350168</id><published>2005-12-25T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T06:34:00.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from my cousin's house...&lt;br /&gt;went there to play majiong...(or wadeva the spelling is)&lt;br /&gt;and watched princess diaries...&lt;br /&gt;i had a wonderful christmas eve and christmas day..&lt;br /&gt;n hope everyone of u had the same spirit as i had!&lt;br /&gt;we had a party, on the 24th..&lt;br /&gt;n we went to the midnight mass after tt..nth special this yr..&lt;br /&gt;after tat, we walked home...&lt;br /&gt;and i used the comp, till 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;den i went to bathe and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for christmas.. nth special this yr though.&lt;br /&gt;and so far, only one present. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind. there'll be more. (i hope)lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113552123838350168?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113552123838350168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113552123838350168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113552123838350168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113552123838350168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-just-came-back-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113534533106546547</id><published>2005-12-23T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T05:42:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hurtful thought in my heart would not subside . someone has to save me from this . its totally painful n i cannot control it . would some kind hero help me ? i really need ur help .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113534533106546547?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113534533106546547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113534533106546547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113534533106546547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113534533106546547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/hurtful-thought-in-my-heart-would-not.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113523036474272051</id><published>2005-12-21T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T21:46:04.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to STC!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Can go 2 school wif Delores...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss Fatin..&lt;br /&gt;After being wif her for so long, finally we have to part...&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;i just hope tt i won't miss her too much... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i'm gonna miss Jacquelyn too!!&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz other people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for some1, i hope ur sister will be alright..&lt;br /&gt;hope tt she'll get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;and dont be too overjoyed.. HEHE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113523036474272051?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113523036474272051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113523036474272051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113523036474272051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113523036474272051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-came-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113392548598561338</id><published>2005-12-06T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:18:05.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My greatest wish to happen to me is to DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats me greatest wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just hope everything will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if everything is now, i won't feel like dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but now everything is going wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and its totally better off without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my life sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate the way some people treat me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it hurts alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just want to live a simple life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a happy life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it's has all been ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why must everything be like tt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why can't i just be happy like the other people could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why people can be happy and i, being sad???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whats happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just want to end my life right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no matter what is going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i totally hate my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate everything that happened!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just wish that everyone will understand how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and know the truth b4 getting angry with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you don't want to face the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didn't mean what had happen to you n me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't want it to happen either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just hate the way u treated me last time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why must this happen to me? MY LIFE??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i want to do now, is to die!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IN PEACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113392548598561338?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113392548598561338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113392548598561338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113392548598561338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113392548598561338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-greatest-wish-to-happen-to-me-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113385973635196156</id><published>2005-12-06T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:02:16.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Vera's chalet&lt;br /&gt;It was fun&lt;br /&gt;And sad also.. haha&lt;br /&gt;We didn't sleep the first night&lt;br /&gt;The second night we said ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;Yup, but all the stories was not scary&lt;br /&gt;yah la&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;den Mary told me that Cyprain sleep walk&lt;br /&gt;He was actually in the chair sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly he just stand up walk to Vera and lie on her&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started laughing&lt;br /&gt;Yup then Julian brought him back to the room&lt;br /&gt;Ytd we walked to Red House in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't go in&lt;br /&gt;Cause the workers are there and afraid that they might report to the police&lt;br /&gt;So we just see then walk off&lt;br /&gt;Then later that night&lt;br /&gt;They went there again without me, Deborah and Mary and the 2 small kids&lt;br /&gt;yupp. and my sister told me that the Lion head moved&lt;br /&gt;It was facing the front in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Then when they go there, it facing the side&lt;br /&gt;So they don't care la&lt;br /&gt;They laughed&lt;br /&gt;Then after awhile they came back&lt;br /&gt;Then started on the ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is on the last day which is today&lt;br /&gt;we checked out from the chalet&lt;br /&gt;then the bus was there already&lt;br /&gt;then we got in&lt;br /&gt;we reached pasir ris&lt;br /&gt;while getting down&lt;br /&gt;Julian's hp dropped out from his back pocket&lt;br /&gt;i took it&lt;br /&gt;i went down return it to him&lt;br /&gt;he snatch in and walk away&lt;br /&gt;without saying sorry&lt;br /&gt;my thinking is that he still hate me alot&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't do anything&lt;br /&gt;so i don't care la&lt;br /&gt;nevermind  lor&lt;br /&gt;just wait&lt;br /&gt;one day he will be nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! aft 3 days of chalet&lt;br /&gt;my body aching until like shit already&lt;br /&gt;want to die already&lt;br /&gt;ytd my both legs was like pain until i couldn't walk at all&lt;br /&gt;once move, pain already&lt;br /&gt;so i was actually having some difficulty sleeping&lt;br /&gt;but in the end managed to sleep&lt;br /&gt;yupp yupp.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for the past few days.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113385973635196156?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113385973635196156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113385973635196156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113385973635196156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113385973635196156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-came-back-from-veras-chalet-it.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113324162256770355</id><published>2005-11-28T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:20:22.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO ANONYMOUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wa. i cant believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u dun understand simple eng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWWWW...HOW SAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bet u got a U-grade for eng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pls la. until now u still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun wanna reveal ur real name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sucha loser, coward, chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dare to tag dun dare to put ur name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUPO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eat slug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i pity ur mother, giv birth to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loser like u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWWWW...SOOOO SSAADD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I help ur mother to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOBS SOBS SOBS SOBS SOBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOOOO SSAAADDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ai yo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reallie pity ur parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n ur family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n (if any) ur fwens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got sucha loser company wif em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SSSOOO SAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cry 4 those who noe u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz their luck to noe u man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u're a jinx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every where u go, ppl will get depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n suffer frm senile dementia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u're like a fatal disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for example, the smell of ammonia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and methane. moving via diffusion in everyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;path and killing their nostrils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;causing brain damage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and coronary heart disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWWWWW. SOOO SAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soon ppl will despise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n u bcum a loner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and a total lamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally suit u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u r a big L !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L L L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Break the world record of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;biggest L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L=loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L=lamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L=loner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWWW. SO SAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then when u die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one mourns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U'll be stuffed into the incinerator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Burnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lost frm the face of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No reincarnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No rememberance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No sadness for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not even ur fwens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not even ur parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family n relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because u brought downfall to em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U r a shame to em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U cause ur family and fwens to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be looked down by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jinx they call u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A curse brought to mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smth worse than a natural disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u'll b despised and rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone watches ur death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wif happiness deep within their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone awaits ur death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;counts down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rejoice and celebrate at ur death bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no repentence for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey u dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crystal din even do anything to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so wad's wif u and all ur cowardy nonsense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reflect pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh. prob u dun even understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll juz cry for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u dun deserve pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i'll juz await the dae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u leave the earth n rejoice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in simple words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA WATCH U DIE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113324162256770355?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113324162256770355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113324162256770355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113324162256770355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113324162256770355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-anonymous-wa.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113299601704568526</id><published>2005-11-26T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:06:57.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its all my fault of what happened. You can blame me if you want. I'm sorry for everything. And i totally hate myself now. So lets just forgive and forget. And let everything be normal again. Please, i'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113299601704568526?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113299601704568526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113299601704568526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113299601704568526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113299601704568526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-my-fault-of-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113292663346603444</id><published>2005-11-25T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T05:50:33.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lala. Don't ask me anything. All i have to say is shit my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Vera's house today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her dog damn ferocious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep barking non stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of her dogs came in and attack my butt. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The female one is the fiercer one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the female one bits. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The male one is more friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But both also ferocious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went there to practice on our dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Think of what to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And is nine more days to her chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fast right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there's a poster on the wall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was Undertaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While we were practicing our dance, Mary keep looking at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep copying his action over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Making everyone laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then later she replaced the poster with Jay Chou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And thats worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She also kept copying his action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then later Mary say she prefer Undertaker,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so she tare down Jay Chou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then we practice again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then she was like, ey i want to marry him. He so handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Vera was like, he got wife already la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Vera and Mary for helping me with the letter. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Delores, thank you for being there whenever i need you to. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113292663346603444?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113292663346603444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113292663346603444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113292663346603444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113292663346603444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/lala.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113272142500287311</id><published>2005-11-22T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:55:15.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what the sweetest &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt; in the world wrote for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You entered my life. I craft your name in my heart. You made a garden in my life. You put enough soil in my heart. You placed some plants. You made sure you watered me enough. You gave me love. You cared for me to make sure that i will have the best garden. You made sure that i have enough love. You made sure i will get enough sunlight. You gave me everythiing. You are my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the garden you made in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ain't she so sweet to write that for me? She's the sweetest friend i've ever had on earth. I'm soo happy to have met her. She really brought colours to my life. She brightened me up whenever i'm down. She was there when i'm in need. She is a nice friend to be with. She is always there when i needed her. All i can say is that she's the best la. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And for Jolene, she's the most retarded friend i've had. She will make me laugh until my tummy will ache till like siao. She's the best also. She was always by my side whenever i'm down. But frankly speaking, she is soo into cute guys. HAHA. Jolene, cannot think of them too much, okiie? haha... Olene.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Delores! This crazy friend. She is always the retarded one by my side. I always call me sister as peck. Can imagine how many times i used to call delores? HAHA. I also dunno why i'll call my sister as peck. Haiz. But this Delores here is different from the others. When she has the time to act retard, she will be very very very retard. Also can make you laugh until stomach ache. Serious. And when its time to be not so retard, hmm.. let me see.. She will either be more reatard, or very in to the thing that is happening around her. Yea. She's a nice friend to go roller blading with. Yea. I like her so much. Really love her alot. Delores? Can you remember you act as a Korean woman. And you said you were pregneant? HAHA!!!! And you want to go to the Suntect City mall. HAHAA... Mad la you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KASTHURI!!! LAST OF ALL. MY CRAZY PARTNER. Sit with her infront of Mrs Rasa also can talk alot of kok and play so much. HAHA. I know i always disturb her when teacher is talking or when we're doing our work. And sometimes when we never do some pages of something like tt, we will copy teacher's answer. HAHA. Dumb of her to put the answers on the OHP. haha... Really miss sitting with you in class and being crazy. Really miss you alot man!! Rock on KATHURI! DON'T CRY ANYMORE. hehe... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUPP! And those are things i have to say to my friends. Or should i say, retarded friends? HAHA. okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;Well fart? I did what you told me to. =) happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113272142500287311?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113272142500287311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113272142500287311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113272142500287311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113272142500287311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-what-sweetest-fatin-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113246758853474445</id><published>2005-11-19T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:19:48.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In 4 days time, i'm gonna get back my results. And this is scary. I want to go to STC! But also don't feel like. HAHA. I really want to be with my friends. For life! I really want to thank them for being at my side whenever i needed them to. I really have to offer them a big thank you. They friendship they had for me will never be erased. It'll always remain with me till the end of time. I love my friends so much. Although we fight, we quarrel, we talk bad about each other behind each other's back, we still must remain as friends forever till the end of time. I won't ever forget the times we ad together. Especially when we acted retarded, the times we went out and make fun of ppl. And other memorable time, i will never forget. LOVE YOU GUYS AND HOPE TO SEE YOU ALL NEXT YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113246758853474445?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113246758853474445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113246758853474445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113246758853474445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113246758853474445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-4-days-time-im-gonna-get-back-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113179429582046149</id><published>2005-11-12T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:18:15.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and post again. i was kinda bored as no one is toking to me online. so i decided to post as i've never posted for a hell long time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far annoymous is still not scared. well, whoever you are, just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I've found someone who will really treat me well and good. I really appreciate him. And julian would be my friend. Close friend instead. Yupp yupp.&lt;br /&gt;ARH!!!! Graduation is coming. And Jolene is going. Haiz. She's going on a cruise to no where. And she will not be attending graduation. And tt is so sad! Can't we even have a chance to be with her in grauduation? This is so fucky. I will really miss the times i had with her. All the crazy memorise will always remain in me! =D She prepared a gitf for all of us. And she'll be giving us on Tuesday. And the next day, she will be on cruise!!!! OH MAN! This is seriously fast. And our results are coming out soon. I'm so damn excited and scared at the same time. I'll be damn scared on the day of our results being publish. ARH!!!!!!!! So scared. I want to pass. And i want to go to STC. ooo...&lt;br /&gt;I like the colour of the sky. So nice. Purple and blue. Nice colours. If only my sister was at home with her camera. She'll love the sky sooo much. They are all fading away. I just love the colours of the night sky. They're so beautiful. Guess i got nothing more so say. So Tata... Ciao ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113179429582046149?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113179429582046149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113179429582046149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113179429582046149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113179429582046149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-odi-came-back-and-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113073620371749380</id><published>2005-10-30T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:23:23.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever lor, if the thing still carry on on my tagbaord, i'm gonna delete it. I don't care. It's so irritating. Don't want to tell you the hell are you.Fuck lor.&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, many days have passed. I'm still so damn sad. Nothing is going through my head. Haiz. And DOROTHY, my sister never tell me anything YOU told her. I don't even know that YOU we're online on a particular day, i don't know anything and my sister did NOT told me anything. Whatever it is, i hope YOU see this. Cause you're going too far. You think you can scold my sister means my sister cannot scold you la? Fuck sia. Whatever la.         Things have been happening weirdly to me this few days. I just want to know the truth and thats all. I'm really feeling very terrible. Why must things happen to me and my friends. Why must there be a cold fight? Why must everything go wrong? It's going to be the end of the year and we still cannot be together JUST FOR ONCE????? It is just so horrible. Talking bad about people behind their backs. WHY???? Why must everything be a chaos when we are already seperating? Can't we just be together for once and get out of this school and take care of everything? Why must people be so selfish? Care for other people's feelings please. I hate the attitude you all have given towards us. Do you all think we can stand you? You are just too selfish to let a member of your group to reunite with us. Why? Because there is hatred in you. And you will regret when the time comes. Think twice before doing it please. Think whether you are hurting someone. Think whether the person wants to talk to you or even go back and be friends with you. Can't you just make someone happy before leaving this school? Make it a memoriable time. Don't make someone angry or sad. Just because you really hate them. Is your sorry a true one? Does it come from your heart? Do you really mean it? Or is it because you see us say sorry to you and Mrs Rasa ask you all to say, then you say? To see someone sad, crying everyday, is this what you want to see when you leave the school? She is once your friend too. Do you think she is not as sad as you? You tear her things that she had given you. You think she is happy? Show your true colours in school. And when you are at home, you act like an angel. Is this what you want to be through all these years? To cheat yourself? Is this what you want to see in you. Love others as much as you love yourself. You can love your TRUE FRIENDS now, why can't you love your one and onlu friend, who stand by you the past few months, who know who you really are, and who help you whenever you are in need? Why can't you share the love you had among ur true friends and everyone around you? Even your enimies? Why can't you just say a proper sorry? Whats wrong??Are we going to eat you up when you say sorry to your friend? We will be happy instead. And do you think your friend want to see you leave the school in this manner? Goin with the bad and not turing to good over the years? Why are you cheating yourself? Think abt it.... (not to mention names, thoes are my classmates.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113073620371749380?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113073620371749380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113073620371749380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113073620371749380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113073620371749380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/whatever-lor-if-thing-still-carry-on.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-113050719336415193</id><published>2005-10-28T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T07:10:12.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO: ANONYMOUS !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop disturbing my sis.&lt;br /&gt;There r many things u can do&lt;br /&gt;besides juz coming to dis blog n&lt;br /&gt;type ur anger out in the wee teenie&lt;br /&gt;weenie box.&lt;br /&gt;Nt worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz u gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come. Lemme advise wad u can do.&lt;br /&gt;But b4 dis lemme ask u a few qns.&lt;br /&gt;R u sufferin frm depression?&lt;br /&gt;R u sufferin frm mental illness?&lt;br /&gt;R u in need of fwens?&lt;br /&gt;If none of this tally.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;There are many more things u&lt;br /&gt;can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tok to ur own true fwens.&lt;br /&gt;2. go on msn&lt;br /&gt;3. brush up on ur eng. read bks.&lt;br /&gt;4. hav ur own blog to vent ur frustration.&lt;br /&gt;5. listen to hard core music n scream ur lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;6. take up music class. compose ur own music&lt;br /&gt;in accordance to ur feelings?&lt;br /&gt;7. go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;8. watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;9. look for a psychologist if u need one.&lt;br /&gt;10. juz b URSELF. do unto others wad u wan&lt;br /&gt;them to do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( wad u r doing now&lt;br /&gt;may hurt others if u're unaware. Im sure&lt;br /&gt;u wld'nt wan sm1 to call u a slut or wadeva&lt;br /&gt;crap nuisance vulgarities. Im sure u wld'nt&lt;br /&gt;like sm1 to interfere in ur relationship if u&lt;br /&gt;have one in the future. Im sure, u juz wanna&lt;br /&gt;be a simple n happy person, leading a carefree life.&lt;br /&gt;So. I hope u do some self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;No one blames u for tt character of urs.&lt;br /&gt;Tt's wad n who u r.&lt;br /&gt;Dun mind if u leave ur real name b4 leaving.&lt;br /&gt;And if u still wanna remain stubborn n ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;N continue typing ur frustration here.&lt;br /&gt;I've got nth to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz at the end of the dae, im glad, ive&lt;br /&gt;said wad i wanted to say. N im nt using&lt;br /&gt;a demanding tone here. So it doesnt reallie&lt;br /&gt;matter if u bother abt dis msg to u or nt.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i accept for who n wad u r.&lt;br /&gt;And i respect ur personal views tt&lt;br /&gt;u expressed here. Every one has their&lt;br /&gt;own rights wad, rite? So i juz hope tt&lt;br /&gt;u will kindly stop flooding the tag board.&lt;br /&gt;If u're still reading dis,&lt;br /&gt;i salute to u.&lt;br /&gt;And once again, i repeat.&lt;br /&gt;If u're nt gonna change or bother&lt;br /&gt;abt dis.&lt;br /&gt;I've reallie got nth much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-113050719336415193?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/113050719336415193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=113050719336415193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113050719336415193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/113050719336415193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-anonymous-please-stop-disturbing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112929688514095851</id><published>2005-10-14T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:34:45.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/1600/vankelly%2027%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/320/vankelly%2027%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy picture of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/1600/vankelly%2027%200451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/320/vankelly%2027%200451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the bridge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/1600/vankelly%20pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/320/vankelly%20pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sky?Nah, dream &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/1600/vankelly%2027%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/320/vankelly%2027%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on man...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad gals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112929688514095851?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112929688514095851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112929688514095851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112929688514095851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112929688514095851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/crazy-picture-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112929118205833138</id><published>2005-10-14T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:04:07.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today i didn't go to school...hahaha...No reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suppose to go roller blading wif delores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But in the end it rained.So canceled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We decided to go on a Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yupz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn't do much today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stayed at home the whole day and did nothing.Bored sia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just thought everything would turn out fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it rained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sick man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spoil my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went online in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw some of my frens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and (i think) julian was online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his fren said he is julian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but when i ask him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he deny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dumb lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and his nick is damn lame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am a ku ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it is obvious is him cause he uses kuku to call pple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but abit dun believe also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i duno why is he like so called avoiding me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thought of watching movie today also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but everything canceled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i think change to tmr if i'm not wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i won't be going as it would be wasting money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i already watch the movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which is corpse bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;duno when we will be having a sleep over party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thought of either booking chalet or maybe camp at the beachside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.how fun will it get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, nothing else to type already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;BYEZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112929118205833138?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112929118205833138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112929118205833138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112929118205833138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112929118205833138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-didnt-go-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112903164938357444</id><published>2005-10-11T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T05:21:55.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/1600/untitled6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5473/458/320/untitled6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you, Vera, for doing this for mi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today went out wif delores, fatin, jolene and kasthuri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yupp yupp, we went to watch Corpse Bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yupp, it was nice, touching and some part scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see the movie on posters, the skinny guy called Victor was standing beside corpse right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but he didn't go with her.He went with someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not suppose to say out.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah. its nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have to go and catch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tmr we're going to protest!YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anti-f*ckman project!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it'll be so damn cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha!can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My frens wana have sleep over parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not comfirm yet.EXCITED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like this song of Kelly Clarkson!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Behind These Hazel Eyes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seems like just yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You were a part of mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I used to stand so tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I used to be so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your arms around me tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything, it felt so right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now i can't breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, i can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm barely hanging on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here i am, once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm torn into pieces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just thought u we were the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Broken up, deep inside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you won't get to see the tears i cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I told you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Opened up and let you in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made me feel alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For once in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now all that's left for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is what i pretend to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So together, but so broken up inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Cause i can't breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, i can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm barely hanging on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here i am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought u we were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears i cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Swallow me then spit me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For hating you, i blame myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seeing you it kills me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, i don't cry on the outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here i am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought u we were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears i cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here i am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought u we were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears i cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yupp yupp, dats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I actually trusted you* but u still tell other pple about me and him???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hw could you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck you la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nxt time i won't tell you anything ever again.BIG MOUTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is so damn true that once i see you, it kills me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My heart is the one.That is bleeding PAINFULLY in me whenever i see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why dose this have to happen between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And whoever is the annoymous, please stop stop bothering abt this matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dun need you to tell me anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Totally enough!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate my life, i hate the feeling i'm having now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel very very very regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If only you saw this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How happy i would be to let you know how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is totally fucking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112903164938357444?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112903164938357444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112903164938357444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112903164938357444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112903164938357444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/thank-you-vera-for-doing-this-for-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112857468813271683</id><published>2005-10-06T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:58:08.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wad the damn bloody hell plz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wad kind of paper is this.So fucky cann?&lt;br /&gt;So hard, so many pple complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Can die la, some pple never even finish.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for our death sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiaz.Tmr is my birthday.can't i just show some happiness on my face?&lt;br /&gt;Why must i face all these miseries??FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wana dedicate this song to u*.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive mi.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;I learned the hard wayto never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;Not only me but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake a smile a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the side walk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;Not only me but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was so young&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Over the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br /&gt;Because of youI am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112857468813271683?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112857468813271683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112857468813271683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112857468813271683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112857468813271683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/wad-damn-bloody-hell-plz-wad-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112822465099301913</id><published>2005-10-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T20:44:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, my birthday is next week.Vera told Uncle Joseph about my birthday.Den he said that they will celebrate my birthday with a mini agape.Thought of canceling it.But he said it's okay.So i have no choice but to say okay lor.Kinda excited too.And my PSLE is in 3 days time!!!!!WHHOOO HOOOO!So cool, wonder how many presents will i recieve frm my friends.And also wonder if he* will give mi.Ahaha.SOOO F******!Yesterday he look at mi until like really dun know me for duno how many days.IDIOT cann?Heart-broken also.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delores birthday just over one day ago.Hope she like my Eeyore.Haha.So far got 2 early present.One give already but one not yet.The one that was given already is frm Olene.A nice lil necklace.Tha cross can change colour.THX JO!&lt;br /&gt;She gave Delores something like same as mine but is a butterfly.Also very nice.So sweet right?Haiz.Wad a nice fren i have.Really thank God for that.Love all my friends alot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!I hate the class photo.So damn ugly cann?Everyone looks weird in there.&lt;s&gt;J&lt;/s&gt;olene is the perfect one.And my sister say that Sherly Tay looks very cute and small.Den i show her the diao look.HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing more to say.Buai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112822465099301913?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112822465099301913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112822465099301913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112822465099301913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112822465099301913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-my-birthday-is-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112790186106442637</id><published>2005-09-28T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T03:04:21.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright Olene, i fulfil your wish.ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;actually this blogskin was Olene find for mi one.*(althought i didn't ask her too)but she was soo kind to let mi take a look at it,haiz.wad a nice LIL fren i have.so good to have you.if onli we won't go to diff schools.and can stay as frens forver.=)won't it be BEAUTIFUL????ahahaha!so ridiculars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now chatting with deores and Olene.nice name she have yeah?new name given to her by mi!!!!yay!!!ahahah!now delores is offline.okay.hmmm....can smell the dinner that my mum is cooking.hmmm, wonder wad izzit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just had a very terrible time.but i finally faced my fears,i've done it.i told him.but i hope to be back again.as i said that it was for awhile.but all i can do now is to pray that we'll  be together again and maybe never part?well, thx for all thoes pple who stood by mi.and who promised mi that they'd help.but i have to cooperate too yeah?wad to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really very very sad now, althought u* told mi not to cry i think i would and just totally break down.i really hope that this wouldn't happen to mi anymore.i think i really cannot promise u*.sorry.(failed)i bet u hope to see mi happy again right?(like i used to be last time)but i dun think i can.i really felt damn bad when i said that to him.i really dun wana hurt anybody ever again.not even myself.i hate my life.i just want to get out of this world.i really hate my life.y must this happen to mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;althought PSLE is coming, i have to really concentrate on it first and just pretend that nothing happen.just stop thinking abt anything and try to carry on with my life.sooner or ltr i'll really really cry my whole hearts out no matter wad happens.=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112790186106442637?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112790186106442637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112790186106442637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112790186106442637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112790186106442637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/09/alright-olene-i-fulfil-your-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112660050028254710</id><published>2005-09-13T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T01:35:00.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO!Back with all my noncence again....Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Today Mrs Rasa abit bad mood.Scray sia.And kasthuri was like almost got into trouble lor.No, no.I should sae, she GOT into trouble. 'Cause of not completing her corrections.Lame lah she.Like nothing better to do, or never scold for very long, den start scolding pple.Make pple think that she's an idiot teacher.Haiz.Sad case.She's not larh.She...Okay larhz.Can say quite good lor.Like her teaching.Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, kinda scared now.PSLE is getting closer and closer.But finish it the faster the better.Can enjoy and look forward to going to a new school!YAY!I'm looking forward to the Aloha chalet too!Hmm....Still wondering who else should i invite.Too many pple to think of now.Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yr i won't be able to celebrate my birthday.Maybe won't even recieve any presents.Why must PSLE be on my birthday.This is the second time my exam falls on my birthday lor.why must i be born on that day?sad case.but miee n delores planned to celebrate our birthdays aft PSLE.belated birthdays.wonder how will it be.See???Looking forward to sooo many things.All i haveta to now is concentrate on my studties and GET OVER IT MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder hoe this saturday would be.Wadeva.Tmr i got reading!So excited.Haha.I never read b4 lahrz.Onli did intro.But, i realli realli want my sister to go tmr.Or else, i'll be very very sian lor.Pray that she'll go.But she dun go also good larhz.Can study for her prelims.BUT I REALLI WAN HER TO GO!!!!!! Jie, please, go????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any minute i'll be going offline soon.So i'll say my last few words.*sobb sobb*&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha!mad me. BLAH BLAH......................&lt;br /&gt;Well jie, study hard for ur prelims, and aim higher for ur O'levels okay?Miee too lahr, dun say her.I want my money back okay!$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;You owe miee how much ar??????? eh, i forget i need to get how much inorder to get my money back leh.... HEHEHEH!!!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112660050028254710?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112660050028254710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112660050028254710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112660050028254710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112660050028254710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/09/booback-with-all-my-noncence-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112616278630637560</id><published>2005-09-07T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:59:46.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!New template!Just came back from the boring chinese supp lesson.Didn't do much there lor.Like spend 3 hrs dere for nth like tt.Damn it larhz.Waste time.Thought of sleeping through instead of waking up and go for the damn boring supp lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva lah.All over already.I'm just like a wall inbetween 3 frens i can say.Haiz.This one telling me abt the other 2, the other 2 telling miee abt the 1.Haiz.Wad should i do man!?Can someone help me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i, crystal CHEE, annsley bullied joanne on our way home.In the bus.Heh.We so called chased aft her on the bus jus to put eraser dust on her hair.So lame right?Haiz.Actually was just sitting there INNOCENT(haha) and i saw crystal and annsley throwing eraser dust to joanne.I keep observing them, but the earaser dust jus can't get to ther hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man was infront of crystal and he keep looking beside him like how cum got things flying here and there one.Den annsley suddenlly turn arnd and she gave me some and ask me to go infront and put on her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was like okay larh.So i went lor.At first wasn't successful.Den ltr i managed to put it on her hair.Den she was like,"WAD THE HELL!!!!!" Crystal and annsley wanted to put more on her hair, so thats how we started 'chasing' her in the bus.Yupp.So dumb right?But ltr she managed to escape=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going to school, thats the worse man!Delores and i was like sitting there, and den Samantha and joanne came up the bus.And sat behind crystal and annsley.And they started toking to aloudly and dunno wad they doing.A woman behind samantha keep looking lor.So throw face cann.Can't stand them la.Realli lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring lah now.Tmr got no school.And Sat. also got no more cat. class.No eucharist also.Damn it lor.Haiz.Sian.If only i still can go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112616278630637560?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112616278630637560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112616278630637560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112616278630637560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112616278630637560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/09/yaynew-templatejust-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112592723869203492</id><published>2005-09-05T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T06:33:58.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wad the hell, i hate todays tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer last weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this week would be about the same as last week,&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out to be some freaky idiot tuition.Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Hope next week one more fun.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.So bored now.&lt;br /&gt;Damn!A bug just went into the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine it explodes inside?Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Got good show to see.But..... haiz.&lt;br /&gt;All my crazy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm getting damn sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got school.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.I'm really lazy man.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan to see dentist!&lt;br /&gt;The freaky day is coming nearer and nearer!&lt;br /&gt;Hope the dentist doesn't tok about my braces stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;If he/she does, i'm gonna freak out man.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn my 'tong hua' until very good!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Arg!So excited.&lt;br /&gt;I half way through le.&lt;br /&gt;Going to okay already.&lt;br /&gt;A lil more practice and..... Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i'm getting more and more rediculars.Bahhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;Can more pple go online?&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda bored here.&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hai ya, got nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112592723869203492?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112592723869203492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112592723869203492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112592723869203492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112592723869203492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/09/wad-hell-i-hate-todays-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112576044959118604</id><published>2005-09-03T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:14:12.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lalala......Wadeva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why dose this have to happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You telling the truth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hope so ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Realli hope to hear frm you damn soon.Miss you lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've been thinking this few days wad if somebody gets electricuted.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Very bad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ahaha. I'm really wondering lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Wana see wad will really happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;See whether thier hair will really spike up.Ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So cartoon.Guess i watch too much cartoon shows ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well, i dun wana hear any question abt me and my...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm sick and tired of questions man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well, one day i'll just fly to have freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;BAHH!Very sad now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yay!No more cat. class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;15 oct. den need to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So cool sia.Such a long holiday. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Very sian also leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like aft Piano got nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Must come home and wait for damn long then go Eucharist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sianzation.New word  learnt frm my fren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;For Piano now learning 'tong hua' and 'first love'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You know that Japanese song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hey i love that song ' you're beautiful'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My love is pure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She was with another man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I don't know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yeah she caught my eye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She could see from my face that I was Fucking high &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautifulit's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I don't know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're beautiful it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But it's time to face the truthI will never be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yeah it rox man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well, now must really study damn hard already lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PSLE sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My prelims marks are not so bad.Yupp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But dun wana tell pple how much i got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hate to compare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But i passed la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Not bad la.Still need improvment. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Math is the subject that i really need to pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Need to concentrate more on my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm kinda scared abt next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Need to see dentist. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Actually my greatest fear is to see the dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mother says that maybe next yr around july i'm going to make braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thats even more scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My fren say the cleaning part is pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Bahhhhh........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But wad can i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Who ask my teeth to be like tt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Haiz.See la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Need to go through all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The story is actually like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Is because my 'gu mah' told my mother dun let my suck the soother know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ask me to suck thumb.So dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Den i suck lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Den keep pushing my top teeth.Thats why now must wear le lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Suppose to be this year making one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Den got financial probs lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So next year lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My sister will be working le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Okay. Nothing much to say already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Good day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112576044959118604?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112576044959118604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112576044959118604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112576044959118604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112576044959118604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/09/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112445378262645237</id><published>2005-08-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T05:18:41.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! New skin again.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;finish my PSLE oral!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO HOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Just told a big lie today.(to the examiners ^^)&lt;br /&gt;My fren even worse.&lt;br /&gt;She talk so much and so much lie until the teacher ask her to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Think she'll get a damn high mark lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa. She very funnie.&lt;br /&gt;Well, tmr, i won't have Mrs Rasa's lesson, cat. class and Eucharist!&lt;br /&gt;onli got piano class.&lt;br /&gt;and the following day, gonna have living in.&lt;br /&gt;And den........ PRELIMS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Very nervous can?&lt;br /&gt;Arh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Math paper the second day can!?&lt;br /&gt;Really gotta work on all my subjects and get every single thing clear.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous Nervous!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the paper would be easy. =) (who won't hope the the paper would be easy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Delores bought miee a ring.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Got star on it.&lt;br /&gt;It cost $3.90&lt;br /&gt;Bought it frm blue21.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;So nice of her right?&lt;br /&gt;But we're not les kay!&lt;br /&gt;Dun ever MISTAKEN it.&lt;br /&gt;Or else your head will be rolling.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaa. kae, thats so damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why my frens call me baby lion.&lt;br /&gt;So weird lor.&lt;br /&gt;Jac said it is because of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;yepp!&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask u a question.&lt;br /&gt;Wad did the ruler said to the rock?&lt;br /&gt;And wad did the rock said to the ruler?&lt;br /&gt;U can either answer miee in my tagboard or straight to miee!&lt;br /&gt;Very lame la, the answer.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never forget the times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;Neither will u forget how good you were to me.&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll make a better life for ourselves and will always remain as one. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112445378262645237?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112445378262645237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112445378262645237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to wait,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wad is our group/team for tmr's oral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So scared for tmr's oral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is chinese frist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den on friday is emglish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;next week havin' prelims le.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scary scary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;realli wana show some pple that i can do better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;must realli concentrate liao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very scary lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wana show my fren i can get higher marks den her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i can make her dun everyday ask me for answer and can let her study on her own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she every single day either ask me, kasthuri or jacquelyn for our math paper on lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so irritaing can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday,"crystal, lend me your paper."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wah, i tell u, sit beside her can die one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she realli need lecturing lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i let her copy until she got higher marks den me for the past yr papers lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn her lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats why i get irritated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den i told jac to chnage place for me. and lecture her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but, so sad, today dun have math lesson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;realli very very nervous about tmr lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is PSLE oral lah. *shivers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEXT WEEK PRELIMS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should start to look through my files.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Yawns!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay gtg now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ta ta. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-7441884.post-112400331545408274</id><published>2005-08-14T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:08:35.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/119/7354/640/hum%20hum%20the%20mellow%20021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/119/7354/320/hum%20hum%20the%20mellow%20021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian and me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7441884.post-112384310788378747</id><published>2005-08-12T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:38:27.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fren said that he was trying hard in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;But wad am i suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;i'm really confused.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;He ever saw wad did i said to my fren.&lt;br /&gt;And thats worse.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything bad or wad.&lt;br /&gt;I just told her my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;And he saw.&lt;br /&gt;I was like OMG!&lt;br /&gt;But he dun seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;Guess he must be damn sad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today it was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;But actually nothing intresting happen.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i'm just a wall between 2 frens.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell should i do?&lt;br /&gt;Why must i go through so much problems???????&lt;br /&gt;Are we like actually suppose to be frens in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Why muz this happen to us when it's already the end of the year?&lt;br /&gt;why can't we just be happy just for once???&lt;br /&gt;Just for once??? Please?&lt;br /&gt;I dun really understand why does all this happen in my life and in my friend's life.&lt;br /&gt;is this a curse or wad???&lt;br /&gt;all i just hope is that we would be happy and be together.&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to us lah.&lt;br /&gt;Aft 8 months and this happen.&lt;br /&gt;Wad noncense!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just we would stay together forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112384310788378747?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112384310788378747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112384310788378747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112384310788378747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112384310788378747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-fren-said-that-he-was-trying-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112366580158419026</id><published>2005-08-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:25:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to buy new phone.&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE! WAD MAKES U THINK I CHANGE MY NUMBER??&lt;br /&gt;i never change larhz.&lt;br /&gt;hai yo....&lt;br /&gt;stupid lor.&lt;br /&gt;duno wad happen to my old phone.&lt;br /&gt;should see my phone larhz.&lt;br /&gt;nice screen saver man.&lt;br /&gt;my sister thought is screen saver.&lt;br /&gt;even me larhz.&lt;br /&gt;so dumd right?&lt;br /&gt;wah lao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!&lt;br /&gt;sounds so nice lor.&lt;br /&gt;i read the story book already damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;bet the movie will be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;can see real thing wad.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow school reopen already.&lt;br /&gt;sian lor.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;wana have more holidays.&lt;br /&gt;so cool! can do wadeva i wan.&lt;br /&gt;if only there was extended holidays.&lt;br /&gt;so nice larhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. nobody talk to me in msn.&lt;br /&gt;sianded. (new word! yay!)&lt;br /&gt;Lame ass la me....&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;now realli got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;my sister now playing guitar.&lt;br /&gt;ltr going for word.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so guity sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;last week i'm suppose to go for the preparation.&lt;br /&gt;den i forget. i didn't go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hai yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, i wana wish everybody to go smoothly on life and dun give up in wadeva u all do, and i hope all my frens and everybody who know me, will have a funfilled life!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112366580158419026?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112366580158419026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112366580158419026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112366580158419026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112366580158419026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-belated-birthday-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112351044602564700</id><published>2005-08-08T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:14:06.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wad an idiot day sia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rain early in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den the games day canceled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn it lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so idiot, den is like so damn unfair lahz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den is like some pple so proud lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got prize, fist summore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take the prize already, come down the stage, take ur bag show some idiotic look den walk away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wads the problem lah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ur whole attitude changed when u won and got first lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wads the problem with getting the prize lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;siaoty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai ya... wadeva lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so today,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;went to tuition with him again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he look kinda sad lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but never ask him why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he damn funni in tuition class!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but cnt say out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha! :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yah, bet he muz be damn happi now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause the reason is damn lame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun wana say. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got alot of tuition homework to do lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can die wan lor. Rarr!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arh! i just can't stop thinking how idiotic she was lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she realli showed those type of face like realli can't be bothered with us lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den when we walking back to class that time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she was like go with the pple who won the prize lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so diotic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we agreed to ignore her for the time being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jolene was a damn good actress lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den ltr she come and look for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ask me whether jolene friend her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so childish!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahaha. so i was like dunno? and walk away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but in the end i got talk to her lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't afford to leave her alone all by herslef.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aniwae she's going home with me wad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;opps, a damn big clue!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, i'm so sad now!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my phone spoilt!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but good lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can buy new phone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mother thought of applying a new line for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so is like maybe i changing number AGAIN???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope to get a new phone as soon as possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, if i get a new number i'll tell u guys. alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gtg now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;late le.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7441884.post-112339955175246933</id><published>2005-08-07T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:25:51.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hmmm, wassup pple?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tmr is my school's real house game!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope it doesn't rain tmr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or else my group will be damn angry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, on mrs rasa's birthday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we gave her a birthday cake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gave her a card too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has been shared among 7-8 pple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many huh. all forgot about her birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den we went to school in the morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;prepare the card for her until the prefect scold us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den when she come we all like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" quick quick! bring to her table! quick! before she comes!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den we ran to the staff room, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den knock on the door, den rush in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den the teacher's like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"wah! how come they can just come in like tt? so rude."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaha, den we told the teachers not to tell mrs rasa that it's frm us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den they say okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so fun can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ltr, she bought the cake to class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she said that she want to share the cake with the pupils that gave her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den ltr our gang was like pretending, who give one ar? who give one ar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den we all act gong. ahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den ltr when she come to class she left it on the table.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den Delores ask her, not scared the cake melt ar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den she say it won't unless its chocolate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHEN IT IS REALLY CHOCOLATE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den i look at delores, den both of us laugh. muahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den ltr when she come back to class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she ask who give her de.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den we look at each other den stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den she told us, ltr recess we eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we ate the cake during recess lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we played with the cake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not me lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;delores and fatin start it first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they put on each other's face, den ltr gana scolded by mrs wong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wadvea!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den me and kasthuri like went to wash up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awhile ltr, den rest came.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so is like i think they gana scolded too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aahahhaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, and yesterday, we went to the holy spirit church.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so damn cool can!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the communities conbined together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so nice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they sang damn loud lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;most of them are guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so is like so loud until when we say the 'Our Father',&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was like making my voice damn low also. ahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;singing also.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so fun! next week also the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and HE was damn poppular becuse of HIS sister.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so everybody was like calling HIS name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den i think he never hear or wad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den they say, wah, why HE so dao wan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE GOT ANOTHER SIBLING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th one okay?!!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonder whether is he happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking forward to next week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gonna have no school for 3 days!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay! so fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i think i gonna be dead on monday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which is tmr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i dun have the vocab book with me!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;arg!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai yah, wadeva lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make accuses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gtg now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;byez byez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112339955175246933?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112339955175246933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112339955175246933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112339955175246933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112339955175246933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm-wassup-pple-tmr-is-my-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112245674423847665</id><published>2005-07-27T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T02:34:09.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harlo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm back again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, now waiting for the time to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAST FORWARD PLEASE!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want 6.45 to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope today won't end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats my wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah. nxt week alot of ppl's b-dae leh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sister, mrs rasa, alphonsus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs Rasa wants each and everyone of us to write a card for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So thick skinned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahaha!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay lah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's a good teacher lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;realli like her teaching alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she would be 6O!!!! i almost forgot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaha. so old le hor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she still look so fit and strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't evern look like she's 6O this yr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she look like she's in her late forties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahahahah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my NAPFA! yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaha. so fun can?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sit-ups got 27, incline pull up got 12, standing board jump got 15 somthing, shuttle run is 11.52.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the 1.6m run maybe we'll be doing on either this friday or next week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but hope is nxt week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leg so pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and stomach muscles also pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah lao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tell u, i damn lousy one lor. hahaz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, i wana either to get silver or gold this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today, Ms Boh never come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 period of chinese i do math.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. eat in class summore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the relive teacher is dunno who lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her mother is also a teacher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but not in our school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her looks okay lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not that pretty and not that ugly lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahahaha. okay lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;normal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to do work liao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aft doing my homework lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wan to rest wan lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;irritating. arg!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wadeva lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, everybody like giving me thier autograph book to write le lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i end of year than let them write.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still almost the whole book empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaha. hai yah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listening to my fav. song now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lullaby by Bond.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay larhz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;going off liaoz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;need to eat oso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ta ta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112245674423847665?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7441884.post-112229762158549510</id><published>2005-07-25T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T06:20:21.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Damn anxious abt tmr lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got NAFA, den got piano exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wah. can die lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but wana move on in my piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wana go until grade 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;think it's possible? i duno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, today just went to tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;change to monday already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went there with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;monday class is more fun den thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the pple there more lively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dey respond more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;really enjoy being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at least know one or two pple there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i didn't know Jane was p6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;surprise to see her there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Julian's cousin was there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;didn't know he was p6 also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yah. and i'm looking forward to monday lessons again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but some pple there are like no responds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;half dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;most of them is okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss the heart and tortuise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;although it's with me always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahahaha. so lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today i feel so guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i like never say bye to him b4 going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den like i went home without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;arg!!!! can smb help me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;just feel damn sad lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i msged him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;never reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the fone i think not with him lahz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SHIT! NOT WITH HIM??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahhahaha. okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh man. i'm going crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tuition homework nt yet done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;should i do it today or tmr? or the day after, vice verce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;now i'm realli mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hai yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wana go off liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112229762158549510?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112229762158549510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112229762158549510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112229762158549510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112229762158549510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/tmr-is-my-piano-exam-damn-anxious-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112219601953522909</id><published>2005-07-24T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:06:59.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's one month already!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so fast, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha, so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but abit sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;can't tell it out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no privacy.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i actually think that we're drifting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and he thinks so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so sad right?*sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but, we will always stay put, and be together for always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wads wrong with this computer man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it so damn slow la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my words are like so slowly they come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bond is cool man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love thier music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wana be as talented as them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i know some of u will say it's impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha. okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;burning process is over! yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay. i got bond cd! yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, i just hope that today won't end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and yesterday i thought he forgot wad day is today can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gave me a shock of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i like asked u know wad day is tmr? (means is today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he siad of course! it's sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i was like wad the hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den ltr he send and day no lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and our ***********.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hope it's correct.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so fast lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;one month le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay. i can't wait for Cyprian and Bona to grow up lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;damn irritating lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;behind there keep talking and talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wah lao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and it's like Bona is already P6???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Bona is short form of his name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, boys mature slower den gals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;agree???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ai yah. but aniwae, realli want them to grow up lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cyprian still long long way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he's just P4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;still long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but i think Bona is realli like have to mature already lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he is already P6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;next yr sec one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;which is not surprising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so imature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wah lao. i tell u, u see them, u cannot stand them wan lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dey will either kick ur guitar, or disturb u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;these are the things they LOVE to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;irritating lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if can ar, my sister wana give them a SLAP ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;see wads thier reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nice show sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;PRELIMS are round the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;is after NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i can't wait for tt lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;want it to faster over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and can live a nice life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahhhhhhhh...... -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, pple out there, study hard for ur exams yah!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;don't play too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and BONA and CYPRAIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;GROW UP PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112219601953522909?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112219601953522909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112219601953522909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112219601953522909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112219601953522909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-24th-july-its-one-month-already-so.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112194536859023700</id><published>2005-07-21T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:29:28.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun!but tiring too!&lt;br /&gt;stayed back until 5:15.&lt;br /&gt;came home around 5:45.&lt;br /&gt;wah.damn tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep in bus, but going to reach home le.&lt;br /&gt;and i will like alight 1 stop after my fren.&lt;br /&gt;wait nobody wake me up.heh.&lt;br /&gt;haven't do homework yet!&lt;br /&gt;and now there's a lizard in the house.&lt;br /&gt;haha.mother keep conplaining that it's damn disguating.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!chatting with joannee and messaging him at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;sian lah.oh yah.today mrs rasa good mood man!cool sia.&lt;br /&gt;never scold anybody today.she's damn kind today lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.and today no tuition.&lt;br /&gt;okay.....my mother screamed cause the lizard drop.&lt;br /&gt;haha!den got 'PIACK' sound.muahahha!&lt;br /&gt;think it must be damn fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired.very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;my mother scream until my sis wake up!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;ARG! it's near my bag and shoe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wana sleep.but still got homework!&lt;br /&gt;idiot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, they can't find the lizard.&lt;br /&gt;hope it ran out of the house sia.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting freak.i hate lizards lah.&lt;br /&gt;so 'er xin'.(disgusting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caterinais gonna be on tv!&lt;br /&gt;Disney channel, duno wad time, on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;so cool lah, she get to miss lessons yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;haha.took photo and got the signature of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;heard that he's famous?&lt;br /&gt;just totally can't believe her in low cut lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112194536859023700?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112194536859023700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112194536859023700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112194536859023700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112194536859023700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-was-funbut-tiring-too-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112159961128501031</id><published>2005-07-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T04:27:01.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back and post again.&lt;br /&gt;really feel damn bored nw.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;wad should i do?&lt;br /&gt;no one called me, no one talk to me.wah sian&lt;br /&gt;and tmr, going back to school.more sain.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;realli miss him.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of him nw. hahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la, la la la la la........&lt;br /&gt;i like the music in my blog.heh.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, i never do that to anyone okay.&lt;br /&gt;U* gotta make this clear.&lt;br /&gt;Don't come and anyhow accuse me hor!&lt;br /&gt;WARNING- Don't anyhow accuse pple!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAGEROUS!&lt;br /&gt;hope you* see me blog lah! BLEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Go and die lah you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask anything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;luv you and miss you every minute every sec.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112159961128501031?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112159961128501031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112159961128501031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112159961128501031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112159961128501031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/came-back-and-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112158919643403996</id><published>2005-07-17T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:33:38.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh! New blog skin again!&lt;br /&gt;I totally lurv this skin.&lt;br /&gt;Looks so cute haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, exams are realli round the corner yah.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims, den PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.scary.&lt;br /&gt;Still missing my handphone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of my frens, i think of my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob* but it's good for me lah.&lt;br /&gt;teach me a lesson-don't message too much.&lt;br /&gt;haha! okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this yr will faster end.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be so damn bloody great!&lt;br /&gt;can totally enjoy myself, turn the house upside down.heh.&lt;br /&gt;and go roller-blading and stuffs like tt!WOW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it rwaks man!&lt;br /&gt;okay, nw gotta do well in everything, get my phone back than can&lt;br /&gt;haha.realli missing my precious phone.&lt;br /&gt;mother using it nw.haha.&lt;br /&gt;sis gonna buy a new phone, den return my mum her phone, den i'll get mine back!&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;great.totally great.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm missing to many things now.&lt;br /&gt;:D should know wad are they right?&lt;br /&gt;heh.yesterday just meet him lah.&lt;br /&gt;went to eucharist.finally can sit together.&lt;br /&gt;his mother know abt it.yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;speacially said bye to me yesterday.haha!&lt;br /&gt;and esther was damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't really that stable in walking, den she fell.&lt;br /&gt;hurt her face, den she look so damn blur first, den cry&lt;br /&gt;so cute lah!&lt;br /&gt;den joey started laughing.so bad.&lt;br /&gt;oh man! tmr's monday!&lt;br /&gt;shit!need to read to Mrs Rasa for aural.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it sia!&lt;br /&gt;ggrrr.......&lt;br /&gt;think i gotta eat already.&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112158919643403996?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112158919643403996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112158919643403996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112158919643403996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112158919643403996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/heh-new-blog-skin-again-i-totally-lurv.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112141220637585115</id><published>2005-07-15T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T00:23:26.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been so long since i posted.&lt;br /&gt;such a horrible term it is.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why everything must change.&lt;br /&gt;haha, my habdphone gana confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno when i'll get it back, maybe aft PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not forever.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad and happy at times.&lt;br /&gt;wad would happen if my frens wana contact me and i'm outside?&lt;br /&gt;how can i tell my parents when i'm all alone and need to tell them sth important?&lt;br /&gt;i hope it'll end as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that i don't even mind.&lt;br /&gt;i can don't have it back for have it back it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;but it is just for the sake of my frens. and him.&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me, aft PSLE return, if wana get back, pay it myself.&lt;br /&gt;where do i get the money? would i be able to safe up enough in time?&lt;br /&gt;my mum told me, if i show that i'm really studying hard, den i get back.&lt;br /&gt;but i also heard that they wana cancel the line&lt;br /&gt;so wad the hell really happen?????&lt;br /&gt;is totally sickerning lah&lt;br /&gt;if i'm gonna get it back aft PSLE, den it'll be my belated b-day present frm my parents.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;arg! wadeva lah, just trying to survive without a handphone now.&lt;br /&gt;sickerning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to be who i really am. No pretenses, no broken-promises, no fear.... just a life packed with hope and unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause i'm just livin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i should.....(i'minlove)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112141220637585115?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112141220637585115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112141220637585115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112141220637585115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112141220637585115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-so-long-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-112014089763360013</id><published>2005-06-30T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T07:14:57.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now having flu.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'll be having mass with dunno how many pricipals&lt;br /&gt;well, now i have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;but i just like this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember why am I in here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;br /&gt;NoI can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on as I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's screaming&lt;br /&gt;I try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;br /&gt; I'm slipping off the edge&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;I want to start this over again&lt;br /&gt;So I try to hold on to a time when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;And I can't explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;And I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;br /&gt;NoI can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on as&lt;br /&gt;I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on as&lt;br /&gt;I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i'llalwaysloveyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-112014089763360013?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/112014089763360013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=112014089763360013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112014089763360013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/112014089763360013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/now-having-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111976827081795786</id><published>2005-06-25T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:48:48.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, school's gonna reopen yah? TMR man!&lt;br /&gt;well, abt friday, (well i'm 1 day late. heh)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, actually we wanted to go to pasir ris, den in the end we went to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;me and julian took a different train then the rest.&lt;br /&gt;den both of us went to fetch joey&lt;br /&gt;den we took taxi to habour front interchange&lt;br /&gt;den took bus to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;which took us damn long? and julian paid the taxi fare&lt;br /&gt;which cost him 15.50?&lt;br /&gt;yah, den when we reach there they all pay him back lah&lt;br /&gt;den we went to the beach and played.&lt;br /&gt;den he actually asked me whether i can be his..............&lt;br /&gt;so i was like erh, yes??!!&lt;br /&gt;yah, den we started playing true or dare.&lt;br /&gt;den mary was like "u and julian only dare"&lt;br /&gt;so i was like erh, okay~&lt;br /&gt;Yah, then we found a damn disgusting bottle floating in the sea den my sister took it&lt;br /&gt;den we started playing, well, the bottle turned to me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so they was like "hold julian's hand"&lt;br /&gt;so i did lah, yah.&lt;br /&gt;den the game went on, and my sister said out her deepest secret!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. yah, so is like everybody know lor.&lt;br /&gt;yah, it was very fun lah, den we leave sentosa at 7 sth.&lt;br /&gt;den we went to habour front and eat.&lt;br /&gt;den we went home, i reach home like 11.45~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111976827081795786?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111976827081795786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111976827081795786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111976827081795786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111976827081795786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmm-schools-gonna-reopen-yah-tmr-man.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111900886292649517</id><published>2005-06-17T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:51:53.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wah siao.&lt;br /&gt;this few days can die la&lt;br /&gt;so sian&lt;br /&gt;still looking forward to our 'trip'!&lt;br /&gt;well, today alphonsus and Vera came to our house.&lt;br /&gt;and alphonsus thought us how to pluck the eucharistice prayer thingy&lt;br /&gt;den awhile ltr, they pack their stuffs and we discuss abt the 'trip'&lt;br /&gt;like who to invite, who pair with who, bring how much, where to go and blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;so at last we decided to like go to parser ris&lt;br /&gt;we wrote down abt 10 or 11 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;who pair with who, haiz, obvious la&lt;br /&gt;bring dunno how much&lt;br /&gt;den still got nice show to watch summore&lt;br /&gt;den dunno who bring wad food or drinks&lt;br /&gt;wah sian!&lt;br /&gt;but gonna enjoy so much!&lt;br /&gt;den dunno how many days ltr, SCHOOL REOPEN!&lt;br /&gt;haiz, den all the work start coming up, all exams and........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the yr having our convivence again.&lt;br /&gt;some secret is gonna burst out&lt;br /&gt;and walalalalalalalala I dunno&lt;br /&gt;haiz. realli damn sian la....&lt;br /&gt;y must like tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends say i changed alot&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;really damn sad&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell is going on man&lt;br /&gt;wad on earth is happening?&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do now is to enjoy myself, go back to school, with my frens, tok tok, study study.&lt;br /&gt;den go to sec. school&lt;br /&gt;wad school to go??????&lt;br /&gt;STC. muahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;so end of the yr i'll say " STC, I'M COMING!"&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. so fun&lt;br /&gt;den meet so many new frens.&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll still keep in touch with all my crazi gang.&lt;br /&gt;and cause madness everywhere!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn fun la.&lt;br /&gt;i realli miss thoes times&lt;br /&gt;we lala here lala there.&lt;br /&gt;one more week or so, i'll be doing it again!&lt;br /&gt;back with all my siaoty frens!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bleeee bluuuu bleeeee bluuuu!&lt;br /&gt;OKay...... need to go off soon.&lt;br /&gt;buai buai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111900886292649517?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111900886292649517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111900886292649517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111900886292649517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111900886292649517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/wah-siao.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111874969467066643</id><published>2005-06-14T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:52:19.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yesterday just went to watch madagasca with my church frens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we wanted to catch the 4 pm show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den we went to buy the tickets, but i'll be the front row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so we took the 5.50 one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;which is like one hour and 10 minutes to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so we loiter around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den julian which is my *ahem* went to accade with deborah's small brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;both of them are the only guys there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so julian was like damn paiseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cause there was like 4 gals and only one small boi to company him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and the other 3 gals was like plan for julian and me to like sit together in the cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so i was like what the hell!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so after this we plan to go to sentosa on the 24th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so excited.... but its like so near to the end of june!!!!!!! ARG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hope it'll be fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and after tt, i'll be looking forward to the END OF THE YEAR CHALET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and this yr would be and happy cum sad yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;get wad i mean? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hmmmm... still thinking who to invite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thought of inviting all the 'rubbish' pple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;which is my church youth group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh ya!! and i'm playing guitar for our community!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;was like damn fun and scary la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahahhaa.... tomorrow... i'm playing again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so excited! yay!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111874969467066643?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111874969467066643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111874969467066643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111874969467066643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111874969467066643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-just-went-to-watch-madagasca.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111846952532584396</id><published>2005-06-10T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:52:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i'll just give a short one and i have to go for piano lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, didn't do much today&lt;br /&gt;just kinda bored&lt;br /&gt;hope u all guys out there like my background music&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i find it damn cute&lt;br /&gt;i took it from some type of sponge bob blog skins!&lt;br /&gt;so nice la&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;okay la&lt;br /&gt;gtg now&lt;br /&gt;tr need to go library with my sista&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111846952532584396?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111846952532584396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111846952532584396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111846952532584396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111846952532584396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111839257834167052</id><published>2005-06-10T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:53:10.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it seems like i've been though a whole disaster of me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ppl around me don't know how i feel now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;if only ppl know each others feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;den we don't have to say out how we feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wana share out my feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but who should i do it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who will understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wad will they do if i tell them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;how will they feel about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i really need someone to share my feelings with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i really need someone to talk to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm suddenly feeling damn tired of carrying on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it seems like something is stopping me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i've once shared my feelings with my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wad did they do? nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wad the hell is wrong with sharing ur feelings with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why can't they just spend a little more time on friends in school during break time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why can't they just stop whatever they are doing and talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why must they do this to thier own friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is there anything that can relax ppl's sences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i realli wana stop thinking for a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why does this have to happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;where is peace, love and joy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;where's freedom instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why can't ppl not leave my alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;these are some of the questions in my mind right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there's more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i realli need someone to talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111839257834167052?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111839257834167052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111839257834167052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111839257834167052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111839257834167052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-seems-like-ive-been-though-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111821826588919256</id><published>2005-06-08T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T04:54:01.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;there's some questions in my head which i dunno how to answer&lt;br /&gt;i dun even have the answer to it&lt;br /&gt;wad should i do?&lt;br /&gt;who should i turn to&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather scared&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know wad to do&lt;br /&gt;so damn idiot&lt;br /&gt;why does this have to happen to me&lt;br /&gt;why can't everything be normal?&lt;br /&gt;i want to have a normal life&lt;br /&gt;not thinking of anything&lt;br /&gt;really cannot get those questions out of my head&lt;br /&gt;need some answers to them&lt;br /&gt;now i really got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;but the think of the answer to the questions at night and study in the morning&lt;br /&gt;now i'm trying my best to forget about everything and carry on studying&lt;br /&gt;but.... i can't&lt;br /&gt;wads wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;wads happening?&lt;br /&gt;this whole situation is realli a dissaster to my life&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda sick of my life now&lt;br /&gt;wad should i do?&lt;br /&gt;i want everything to be normal!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;realli feel like giving up now&lt;br /&gt;wish i would just drop dead one day&lt;br /&gt;but wad about my friends and family members&lt;br /&gt;wad would happen to them&lt;br /&gt;i'm realli not thinking deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli wana drop dead and don't think of anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;it seems like there is a entrace and no exits for these questions&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell is happening&lt;br /&gt;can somebody just tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;wads really going on to my life&lt;br /&gt;it's in a terrible mess and i just dunno wad to do&lt;br /&gt;troubles, thoughts, questions are all in my head&lt;br /&gt;one day i realli have to stop thinking and look at the bright side of my life&lt;br /&gt;it seems like there is more of a darker side compared to a brighter side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad will happen, and wad will not happen&lt;br /&gt;--------- or ------?&lt;br /&gt;------ or ---------?&lt;br /&gt;questions are all in my head&lt;br /&gt;hw could this happen to me?!&lt;br /&gt;can someone just spare my life?!&lt;br /&gt;i wana be as free as a bird&lt;br /&gt;******* thoughts................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111821826588919256?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111821826588919256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111821826588919256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111821826588919256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111821826588919256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111811817379218022</id><published>2005-06-06T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T04:54:25.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn teacher, keep picking on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wad the hell did i do man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sick in the head la she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she just likes to scold innocent ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;siao la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erm, didn't say that i'm innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i do alot of funnie stuffs behind my teacher back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha! but she's a good teacher la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all she can do is nag at those students who are stubbon i can say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she's a good lady la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she 'wasted' her time for our holiday calsses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and she even buy things for us to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how good can she be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she just wants us to get either B, A or A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wa lao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wad can i do man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she gave us like 4 revision to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but good la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or else holidays need to do assesments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dun feel like studying animore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel sick man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teachers just keep saying thier same phrases over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" u study hard is for ur own future, not for mine. RIGHT CRYSTAL????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wa lao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Always call my name when she's saying all these stuffs la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all i cam do is yes, yes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in class is act intrested, outside obviously is can't be bothered la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmmm... realli wondering about my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT, cannot think so far yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;still must study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;guess is the most inportant thing in a p6 girl's life now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well, all i can do now is study damn hard for my prelimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and den PSLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and den freedom!!!!! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;er... see, think so far again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;realli looking forward to the december holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gonna be in Aloha chalet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dunno who to invite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha! so excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh ya, and the 'new' secondary school thing too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wana go to STC la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IJ realli rox man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erm, the only thing is i'm not a lesbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha! retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;realli hope to get a good result and 'fly' to 'my' secondary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but, sometimes, i'm in a terrible mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dun even know wads happening to the ppl around me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even my friend died, i dun even know until like i was primary 3 and she died in primary 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i totally break down when i heard tt news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was like a total dumb person when i heard tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is damn sick man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is like y dosen't ppl wana tell me earlier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y do they have to wait for 2 yrs?!&lt;br /&gt;that friend of mine is a very nice person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she is always sharing her things with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she's a realli a nice girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wadeva it is, i just havta carry on with my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and be a good girl, and pray for my friend every night.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111811817379218022?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111811817379218022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111811817379218022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111811817379218022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111811817379218022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/06/wahdamn-teacher-keep-picking-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111796546863726196</id><published>2005-06-05T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T07:51:25.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Got new church community!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cool sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Meet alot of new frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er, actually only 3 la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Alphonsus, Andrew and Sonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3 of them rox man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;really appreciate their friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but nw i cannot see Alphonsus and Sonia already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sad case la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haiz... But still can contact them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For Alphonsus, we call him Alphonsoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;His full name is Alfonscious Soh Zhi Wei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sorry to pai seh u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;He's a nice person la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;very friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;can tok to him very easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he and andrew can make ppl laugh until stomach pain ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;both of them are really jokers sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;last night we didn't sleep until 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den e all knock off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so cool man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den today wa, damn tired la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;listen to the talk wan to fall asleep liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;until lunch den wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den ltr go back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fall asleep again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wa cao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;damn nice lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3 of them ar nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;realli hope alphonsus can join our community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fonz! rock on man, join la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he's scared of his god pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ya la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but we realli dunno how he feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave it to him to think la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;realli hope to see all of dem again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;do all our crapiness together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;realli all damn rubbish one sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;juz to tell u ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;all my frens are all juz crazy la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;meet 2 siaoties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay la... dun tok so much kok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tuesday need to go back to school again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sian la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got homwork to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and tt alphonsus!!!! Where the hell is he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he nv reply me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wa lao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haiz... okay la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bye peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3 of u guys, rock on man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111796546863726196?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7441884.post-111737382262550876</id><published>2005-05-29T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T08:19:50.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;New skin again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Always thought of getting a skin black in colour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Finally got one that i realy like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hmmm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Abt yesterday's carnival...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well, it was kinda fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Many things there, alot of rides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;alot of gamez, quite alot of food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wad i like most there is the racing game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well i didn't play it, but i see ppl play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like so cute la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fatin won 2 monkeys, one for her, one for her sis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den ltr she won another monkey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but too bad i went home already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and she gave the monkey to delores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;she's damn pro intt game man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;jolene and i wanted to do the hana thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den she let my do it first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so i'm done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den like she was suppose to be after me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but the woman like help another person do la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the the other person is her daughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den like jolene didn't have a chance to do la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den like she already paid for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and it cost 2 dollars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so like she damn angry la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den she took one of the hana and drew it herself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so she was like damn angry lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den we went to the toilet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;she tell me that she wants so go back and take their hana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so we went back la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but she dun dare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so we went to look for fatin and delores at the jumping castle there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i saw kimberly like there jumping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hmmm... okay... quite funnie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i was there laughing my head off at them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den ltr delores and fatin went in and they also damn funnie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mmm... laugh also la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;okay.. damn lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den after tt, we went to have a ride...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;okay la... keep spining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den ltr fatin went to play he racing game lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saw many past year's puipls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like damn it lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so many...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ya la... but it's there last year to see tt small school already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cuase after 2 years, tt school will be a 7 story school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so cool right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like i graduate already la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;damn it lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den now our holding school will be located at Pei Hwa primary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that school big la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but scary also :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yup yup! now holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but still need to go back to school to have lessons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and need to study for PSLE la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;really need to concentrate more on my studies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and den ltr can play and play and play already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;now still a bird in a cage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ltr, i'll be set free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hmm... okay... gt to sign off soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's me, crystal signing off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111702403899887442</id><published>2005-05-25T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T08:22:21.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boo!&lt;br /&gt;Well today went to see our holding school.&lt;br /&gt;well it was kinda creepy and spooky...&lt;br /&gt;(erm.. izzit the same meaning?)&lt;br /&gt;we actually like walked around to be more familiar with the school.&lt;br /&gt;den ltr we went to our classroom and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;den we start taking out our clothes n clean the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;my frens and i was like walking around the whole school trying to look for 'things.'&lt;br /&gt;but we're just walking around and scaring ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;so we are like walking around, moving things and screaming and yelling for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;but actually it was damn fun la.&lt;br /&gt;den after that, we walked around the school, making funny sounds and scaring ppl again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was kinda blur on how to go to that school.&lt;br /&gt;cause i think i only can take one bus in-order to go to the front bustop.&lt;br /&gt;so it was like wad the hell! only one bus!&lt;br /&gt;well the school is duno how many bustops aways from my school.&lt;br /&gt;our holding school is call Pei Hua.&lt;br /&gt;jolene's fren use to study there.&lt;br /&gt;and told her that there got.... well u know...&lt;br /&gt;that classrooms are kinda small...&lt;br /&gt;and the toilets are like damn stinky?!&lt;br /&gt;it has been there for 6 months?!&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* okay...&lt;br /&gt;tha hall is bigger *duh!*&lt;br /&gt;the field is outside the school and is bigger, duh.&lt;br /&gt;that school had 3 blocks. A,B and C...&lt;br /&gt;the classrooms are in a&lt;br /&gt;the canteen are in b&lt;br /&gt;and the hall in c!&lt;br /&gt;*obviously!*&lt;br /&gt;well, it's kinda big and as i said earlier, scary!&lt;br /&gt;hope i dun see anything thats for sure!&lt;br /&gt;gonna bring rosary everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;carry it ith me wherever i go!&lt;br /&gt;haha... wana find out more about my school, look for me at, u guessed it!&lt;br /&gt;crystal_clare@hotmail.com!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111702403899887442?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111702403899887442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111702403899887442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111702403899887442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111702403899887442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/05/boo-well-today-went-to-see-our-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111675136356297723</id><published>2005-05-22T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:42:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Friends are like pieces of jig-saw puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If one piece is gone, it can't be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So treasure every piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dun lose any of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;They are all presious to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Every single piece means something to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If only there was love in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somebody would be loved by another person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isn't it nice to see people loving each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isn't it nice to see people not quarelling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's just so nice to see people walking hand in hand, showing love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;If only someone could show my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111675136356297723?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111675136356297723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111675136356297723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111675136356297723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111675136356297723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/05/friends-friends-are-like-pieces-of-jig.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111641962312134594</id><published>2005-05-18T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:33:43.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I believe in miracles. I believe in almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know the past. Or maybe the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know wads going on around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp my friends. Always feel damn left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm a spare tire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like no one cares. Nobody know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everybody dun even want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope they'll know how i feel. (every now and den)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day i'll show that i really care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure their friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like they dun even treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad can i do? Bare with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i cannot hold on to it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to bear the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111641962312134594?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111641962312134594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111641962312134594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111641962312134594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111641962312134594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-believe-in-miracles.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111538305464173836</id><published>2005-05-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T04:34:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was such a fun but scary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I stayed back after school den it rained..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den we so called disturb the malay stall auntie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den after that we went in to have our math lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mrs rasa was like bad mood can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she was like keep throwing her temper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and even kick one of my friend's chair lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den on the floor near me, fatin and si xuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;was like leaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den damn wet lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i keep splashing in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so fun can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was like realli la keep playing lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den after the whole lesson we went home den delores keep splashing in the piddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that makes me like very wet lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;realli it was like kinda fun la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;realli enjoyed myself today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, exams are really damn near la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;need to study real hard le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dying lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sure die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;byez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111538305464173836?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111538305464173836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111538305464173836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111538305464173836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111538305464173836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-such-fun-but-scary-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111469932932305276</id><published>2005-04-28T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T07:42:09.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today after school i stayed back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then when i reach home,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mother told me that me tuition teacher called up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and said today no tuition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was like jumping in the air...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can see that i'm lazy ya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tomorrow having 2 retest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One science and the other is math..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Math kinda difficult la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;science okay okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Study okay already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;While we were staying back in school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;my friends and i was near the science garden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Den we was like sitting there and chatting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Den later one of my friend,Jacquelyn, she pluck a grass up and pop it in her mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;den i look at her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Den she say,'this is my lunch.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;so we like eeww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Den we feed her more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Den after eating grass, she say she wants milk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wonder wad will happen to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Crazi man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And den she ate up the whole watermelon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So i was like telling her, y don't eat up the whole plastic bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;She's a cow man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;MoOoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;She's just a crazy gal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nothing surprising.. Just like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now feeling damn miserable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wonder wad will happen if all my friends say bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and walk off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wonder if u ever accepted me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wad will happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wad will happen if u die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wad will happen if we separated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i reali wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lost of thoughts in my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;alright got to be going now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111469932932305276?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7441884.post-111357849589186543</id><published>2005-04-15T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:14:54.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now&lt;br /&gt;but hey what daddy tell you?&lt;br /&gt;stiffen up little soldier&lt;br /&gt;what you crying about?&lt;br /&gt;you got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailie i know u miss your mom and i know u miss ur dad&lt;br /&gt;well i'm gone but i'm trying to give u a life that i never had&lt;br /&gt;i can see it in your eyes deep inside you wana cry&lt;br /&gt;cuz you're scared i ain't there?&lt;br /&gt;daddy's here no more nightmares&lt;br /&gt;we gone' pull together through it we gone' do it&lt;br /&gt;Laney uncles crazy aib't he?&lt;br /&gt;yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it&lt;br /&gt;we're all we got in this world&lt;br /&gt;when it spins when swirls&lt;br /&gt;when it whirls when it twirls&lt;br /&gt;two little beautiful girls looking puzzle din and daze&lt;br /&gt;i kow it's confusing you&lt;br /&gt;daddy's always on the move momma's always on the news&lt;br /&gt;i try to keep you shelter from it but somehow it seems&lt;br /&gt;all the things growing up his daddy had to see&lt;br /&gt;daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did&lt;br /&gt;we did not plan it to be this way your mother and me&lt;br /&gt;but things have gotten so bad between us&lt;br /&gt;i don't see us every being together ever again&lt;br /&gt;like we used to be when we was teenagers but then of cause everything always happen foe a reason&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;but it's just something we have no control ove that's what destiny is&lt;br /&gt;but no more worried rest your head and go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all juz be a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;now hush little baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;stiffen that upper lip up&lt;br /&gt;daddy's here to hold u through the night&lt;br /&gt;i kow mummy's not here right now and we don't know why&lt;br /&gt;we feel how we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;it may seem a little crazy pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;but i promise momma's gon' be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny&lt;br /&gt;i remember back one year when daddy had no money&lt;br /&gt;mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up and stuck them under the tree and said some of them we for me&lt;br /&gt;cause daddy couldn't buy them&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that Christmas i sat up the whole night crying&lt;br /&gt;cause daddy felt like a bum see daddy had a job&lt;br /&gt;but his job was to keep the food on the table for u and mom&lt;br /&gt;and at the time every house that we lived in&lt;br /&gt;either kept setting broke into and robbed&lt;br /&gt;or shot up in the block and your mom was saving money for u in a jar&lt;br /&gt;try na start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college&lt;br /&gt;almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stold it&lt;br /&gt;and i know it hurt so bad that it broke your momma's heart&lt;br /&gt;and it seemed like everything wad just starting to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad was arguing alot so momma moved back&lt;br /&gt;on the Chalmers in the flat on the bedroom apartment&lt;br /&gt;and dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novara&lt;br /&gt;and thant's when daddy went to california with his CD and met Dr Dre&lt;br /&gt;and flew you and momma out to see me&lt;br /&gt;but daddy had to work you and momma had to leave me&lt;br /&gt;then u started seeing daddy on TV and momma didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;papa was a rolling stone momma developed a habit&lt;br /&gt;and it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sorry you were there and had to witnedd it first hand&lt;br /&gt;cause all i ever wanted to do was just to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sitting in this empty house just reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;looking at your baby pictures sit just trips me out&lt;br /&gt;wow huess you pretty much are and daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt;laney i'm talking to you too daddy's still here&lt;br /&gt;i like the sound of that yeah&lt;br /&gt;it's got a ring to it don't it?&lt;br /&gt;shh momma's only gone for the moment&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;and if you ask me too&lt;br /&gt;daddy's gonna buy u a mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;i'm ma give u the world&lt;br /&gt;i'm ma buy a diamond ring for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm ma sing for you&lt;br /&gt;i'll do anything for you to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;and if the mockingbird don't sing and the ring don't shine&lt;br /&gt;i'm ma break that birdies neck 'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya&lt;br /&gt;and make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad(haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This is how i feel now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111357849589186543?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111357849589186543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111357849589186543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111357849589186543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111357849589186543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-i-know-sometimes-things-may-not.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111106318972514915</id><published>2005-03-17T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T04:39:49.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Wana Live</title><content type='html'>Boo! Today dunno wad to post so i juz post "i juz wana live!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an alarm system in my house&lt;br /&gt;So I know when people are&lt;br /&gt;Creeping about These people are&lt;br /&gt;Freaking me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hectic everywhere that I go&lt;br /&gt;They won't leave me alone T&lt;br /&gt;here's things they all wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid about the people I meet&lt;br /&gt;Why are they talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;And why can't anyone see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna live [x6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock a&lt;br /&gt;Lawsuit when I'm going to court&lt;br /&gt;A white suit when I'm gettin' divorced&lt;br /&gt;A black suit at the funeral home&lt;br /&gt;And my birthday suit when I'm home alone&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Got an interview&lt;br /&gt;With the rolling stone&lt;br /&gt;They're saying “&lt;br /&gt;Now you're rich and&lt;br /&gt;Now you're famous&lt;br /&gt;And fake ass girls all know your names and&lt;br /&gt;Lifestyles of the rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;Was your first hit aren't you ashamed?”&lt;br /&gt;Of the life [x2]&lt;br /&gt;Of the life we're livin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop your messin' around boy&lt;br /&gt;Better think a your future&lt;br /&gt;Better make some good plans boy&lt;br /&gt;Said everyone of my teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookout&lt;br /&gt;You better play it safe&lt;br /&gt;You never know what hard times will come your way&lt;br /&gt;We say&lt;br /&gt;Where we're coming from&lt;br /&gt;We've already seen&lt;br /&gt;The wealth that this life can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're expected everywhere that we go&lt;br /&gt;All the things that they say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live Just wanna live [x3]&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live Just wanna live [x3]&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4lyric.com/Ads/adclick.php?bannerid=247&amp;zoneid=8&amp;amp;source=&amp;dest=http%3A%2F%2Ffocusin.ads.targetnet.com%2F%2Fad%2Fid%3Dchalee1%26opt%3Dcin%26rw%3D120%26rh%3D600%26cv%3D220%26uid%3D1&amp;amp;ismap=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7441884.post-111059505504611574</id><published>2005-03-11T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T18:37:50.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boo!&lt;br /&gt;Today is the meet the parents session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i didn't follow my mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wonder wad my teacher gonna talk about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;surely all bad things wan la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stupid Rasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I want to watch &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sponge Bob&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I find this 2 shows so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Realli wan to watch both of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den my friends like dunno who to watch wif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Delores wan to watch wif her cousin and us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So abit confussed to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Who lives in a pineapple and under the sea...SPOGE BOB SQUARE PANTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know nothing about Series Of Unfortunate Events...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GTG now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111059505504611574?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111059505504611574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111059505504611574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111059505504611574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111059505504611574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/03/boo-today-is-meet-parents-session.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-111036487311785998</id><published>2005-03-09T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T02:41:13.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm back with all my rubbish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, i finally went through CA1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Results ain't that good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Need to work harder harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today wanted to play the ghost game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But in the end nothing happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing happen lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But a lot of wind and suddenly got thunder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's the scariest one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thunder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den later went to have chinese supplementry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den went to Jolene's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And try again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, don't care lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den ltr we do project...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den ltr we go home already lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juz finish doing my homework and eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow will miss my tuition lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cause tomorrow going cruise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gonna have lotsa fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wonder wad are we going to do there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Surely damn fun wan laz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My msn isn't working...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cannot come out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How am i suppose to go online...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Idiotic ass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got to do something already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See ya!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-111036487311785998?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/111036487311785998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=111036487311785998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111036487311785998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/111036487311785998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/03/boo-im-back-with-all-my-rubbish.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110886947580277721</id><published>2005-02-20T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T19:20:07.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i'm back again...&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Den i didn't go out already...&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home and rest...&lt;br /&gt;I watched ChingGay yesterday on tv la...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;So nice... Some so scary..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was realli at home all alone..&lt;br /&gt;So scary...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;Delores was like scaring me....&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Later i will be going with my mother to church..&lt;br /&gt;Evening church...&lt;br /&gt;Cause i don't wan to go so early wan...&lt;br /&gt;Den can sun bian company my mother as she yesterday also never go church...&lt;br /&gt;Now also damn sian man...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do wan...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;So bored...&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan to go back to school tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Exams are like round the coner?!&lt;br /&gt;Arh! I want to pass!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shit... Should be revising...&lt;br /&gt;Hiaz... Dunno whether i do all homework finish already or not...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'mm kinda sian now lor...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody online de...&lt;br /&gt;So bored... Wonder wad are my friends doing now...&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... Jolene got fever...&lt;br /&gt;40 somting....&lt;br /&gt;Should go hospital lor...&lt;br /&gt;She say dun wan...&lt;br /&gt;And it's like siao lor...&lt;br /&gt;She wan to die or wad?&lt;br /&gt;I like kinda dun believe la...&lt;br /&gt;Cause she should be resting la...&lt;br /&gt;Den is like she message me say she slp 12 something...&lt;br /&gt;Den is like she sleep later than me(even though i gt cough)&lt;br /&gt;Siao la...&lt;br /&gt;I realli dun believe la...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;OKay la...&lt;br /&gt;BYe bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110886947580277721?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110886947580277721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110886947580277721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110886947580277721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110886947580277721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110760462757421168</id><published>2005-02-05T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T03:57:07.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna perform in March!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda excited.....&lt;br /&gt;Piano!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;So scared..... And i'm gonna haf piano exam....&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... All piano....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... Kinda scared....&lt;br /&gt;Summore gt PSLE.....&lt;br /&gt;So damn idiot....&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... I gt nothing to do now....&lt;br /&gt;Toking  to my fren on the phone and now online....&lt;br /&gt;Gt nobody to tok to....&lt;br /&gt;Sian la.... Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..... My favourite piggy bank...&lt;br /&gt;So damn sad....&lt;br /&gt;But SOMEONE helping my to me one piggy bank for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;The PERSON already buy for me...&lt;br /&gt;Cause the person sae that maybe the person will be going out already....&lt;br /&gt;So sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;So damn kind lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Veri sian now la...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Okay la....&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to type already....&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110760462757421168?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110760462757421168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110760462757421168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110760462757421168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110760462757421168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-gonna-perform-in-march-im-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110724827838736213</id><published>2005-02-01T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T00:57:58.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;So far school went on well...&lt;br /&gt;Slowly slowly like my teacher......&lt;br /&gt;She's really kind la...&lt;br /&gt;Alot of ppl sae she like me..&lt;br /&gt;Den they sae i will be the nxt courteous gal..&lt;br /&gt;Den i like wadeva lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Today i never bring my English draft 2 den she say kindly tmr bring...&lt;br /&gt;Den my frens also say wad, she like me...&lt;br /&gt;All the noncence come out again...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Den got a guy like me....&lt;br /&gt;Is my fren's fren...&lt;br /&gt;Den is like he told her that he like me, then my fren tell me...&lt;br /&gt;Den at first i don't believe...&lt;br /&gt;Den she show me the message...&lt;br /&gt;Den i was like wadeva!&lt;br /&gt;Den i walk away...&lt;br /&gt;I was like so angry lor...&lt;br /&gt;Cause she tell him that i like him something like tt..&lt;br /&gt;Den i was like dam it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really wana slap her lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Now he is online...&lt;br /&gt;Toking to him summore....&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Okay la...&lt;br /&gt;Byebye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110724827838736213?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110724827838736213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110724827838736213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110724827838736213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110724827838736213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110636970353183132</id><published>2005-01-21T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T20:55:03.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i'm doing nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just waiting for a gd tm to bathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Preparing to go to my piano class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm some place during the march, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm going to perform...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now is my first time playing on a Grand Piano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My sister told me that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no matter how well u play in the normal piano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;u will still play wrong notes on the grand piano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When i heard that i was like kinda shock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz... Hope i can play well lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sick thing keep popping out in my computer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So bored nothing to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Got nobody online to tok to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sianded....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3 days of holidays!!!!! Going to end....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaz... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wan to go to school.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I dun wan to stay @ hm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So bored... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I rather see my teachers than stay at home doing assessment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wan to go out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Can i fast foward the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The week past veri fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Agree? Haiz... Okay la... Lazy to post already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110636970353183132?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110636970353183132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110636970353183132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110636970353183132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110636970353183132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/now-im-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110604408968129977</id><published>2005-01-18T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:28:09.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yay! Today i woke up earlier!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I woke up at 6.15 exactly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den i sit on the dining table and eat when it is 6.20...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Early huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den today i never see the time then i juz go down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's like so early? Den i wait for delores very long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den she told my wad happen to her sister...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sounds so seroius okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She went to the clinic... Den ltr to the hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She went to the hospital because her head very pain and got asthma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den she sae the clinic ppl and the hospital ppl very fierce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den Eunica keep crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So poor thing okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But i dunno how is she now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Never go to school for dunno how many days already la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Poor lil gal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now i very tired... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So sian... At home got nothing to do wan... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I dun wan to type already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110604408968129977?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110604408968129977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110604408968129977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110604408968129977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110604408968129977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/yay-today-i-woke-up-earlier-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110576400616244984</id><published>2005-01-14T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T20:40:24.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="&lt;a href=" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285560_sktoplight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Your'&gt;http://www.magical-school.de/Angel/Angel95.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt; inner soul is content with the way it is. In&lt;br /&gt;general you are a very sweet, caring person!&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and hang out with your&lt;br /&gt;friends, but you also enjoy time by yourself to&lt;br /&gt;read a book and catch up on your studies. You&lt;br /&gt;love the wildlife and you can always seem to&lt;br /&gt;make the day better. Your lover is the luckiest&lt;br /&gt;man in the world because people like you are&lt;br /&gt;rare to come across. You love life but always&lt;br /&gt;still have your head in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Inner%20Soul%20Trying%20To%20Say?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What Is Your Inner Soul Trying To Say? (With Pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110576400616244984?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110576400616244984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110576400616244984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576400616244984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576400616244984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/img-alt-your-inner-soul-is-content.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110576347647382574</id><published>2005-01-14T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T20:31:23.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="you're a gaurdian angel" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chezkimo/1099928306_icturesMAG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a gaurdian angel. you fight and protect the&lt;br /&gt;people you love and vaule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/chezkimo/quizzes/what%20kind%20of%20angel%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;what kind of angel are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110576347647382574?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110576347647382574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110576347647382574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576347647382574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576347647382574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/youre-gaurdian-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110576117544686156</id><published>2005-01-14T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:52:55.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some weird ppl added me in msn which i don't know who the person is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Todae i woke up arn 11 something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den i wake up and eat bread...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den i watch TV, then come and use the computer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ltr gg piano and church class....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz... My church teacher like can bully like tt lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She call Ms Agatha... Dunno wads the ser name la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Forget already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She looks kind and like can bully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But i think the class is like so extra lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz.... But 1 thing good is that i won't be at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha.... Becoz i hate my dad to be at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He will ask me to pack all my things and bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Juz hate it alot lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The earring i bought yesterdae, i'm wearing it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gt one love word there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I fren also buy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I buy one for my fren for her early birthdae present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She thank me like hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haiz... Okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FATHER ask me to pack my bed already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now u get wad i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110576117544686156?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110576117544686156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110576117544686156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576117544686156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110576117544686156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-weird-ppl-added-me-in-msn-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110570065983609562</id><published>2005-01-14T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T03:04:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to school of cuz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After school, i stayed back for supplemetry lesson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den after that we still stay back to play softball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Juz the catching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But i never join softball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it was fun... But i hurt my hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But now okay already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After playing we go to westmall to do homework...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Den i went to buy one earring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So cute... Got one love word there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh ya! Today is &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'s birthdae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish her a happi BIRDdae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahazz.... Okay enough of all the craps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mrs Rasa scold someone again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she realli got to be scolded lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun know how to spell her name la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But Mrs Rasa always sae she want to slap ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haiz... But of cuz she can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But i think if she realli cannot control, maybe she will slap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She say one day she might just collapse infront of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As she said she is already so old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some of her sister's already passed away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She 60 yrs old already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dis yr resigning already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have i told u all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I thought i did....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haiz.... But she's a really good teacher....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Acually a kind lady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she of cuz can be very fierce at times la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she will tell jokes la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of cuz... Or else we will die man (if a class is wothout jokes)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So many ppl she has teach, all become very good already lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She still got alot of letters la, phone calls from all her previous students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All the ones which passed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her 2 daughters are both lawyers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her whole fmaily is either lawyers or doctors wan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She the only teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She got a car, a garden in her house and a libary in her house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So u can see how rich is she ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has been teaching for more then 30 years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And she got alot of stories to tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All u can go WA wan lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay la... Need to eat dinner already...&lt;/span&gt;&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/7441884-110570065983609562?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110570065983609562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110570065983609562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110570065983609562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110570065983609562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-to-school-of-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110562520013252645</id><published>2005-01-13T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T06:08:02.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thought I posted yesterdae...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Todae i wake up early, coz i thought it was time for me to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;But is was 5 something...&lt;br /&gt;Coz my sister leave the light on when she go and crush teeth...&lt;br /&gt;So i thought is my mother come in and wake me up..&lt;br /&gt;But when i go out the living room's light wasn't on...&lt;br /&gt;Den i know my mother nv wake up and make breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;So i went in to her room...&lt;br /&gt;Den she tell me is 5 something only la...&lt;br /&gt;So i went back to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Den awhile then i wake up...&lt;br /&gt;So i was very very tired...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Den todae i went to tuition, need to do alot of things lor..&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...Hate to be a P6...&lt;br /&gt;Y must they change the standard?&lt;br /&gt;So idiot lor... Haiz.... Wait next time other ppl stuyding ar, all die ar...&lt;br /&gt;So hard... Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Eating Snickers now... At this time... 10.01...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... My bigger sister haven come hm yet....&lt;br /&gt;Dun even know where she go...&lt;br /&gt;When i come back hm she was still at home...&lt;br /&gt;Den when i go to tuition, come back then she gone already...&lt;br /&gt;Weird... Wonder where she is now....&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired now...Wan to sleep but i want to play the computer...&lt;br /&gt;So i dunno wad to do now...&lt;br /&gt;Can i cut my body into half?&lt;br /&gt;One go to slp one play the computer...&lt;br /&gt;I think tts total retarded....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Mrs Rasa is so fierce...&lt;br /&gt;She now 60... And resigning soon...&lt;br /&gt;Some of my frens like her, some not at all...&lt;br /&gt;But when she scold my fren, i can see that my fren realli hate her alot...&lt;br /&gt;Can see wan lor....&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan to go to school tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;So sian.... How? Veri idiot wan lor...&lt;br /&gt;I think every thursday i won't be able to do finish my homework....&lt;br /&gt;Due to the tuition...&lt;br /&gt;Like so extra can?&lt;br /&gt;*ywan*!&lt;br /&gt;Okay la.... I wan to sleep already...&lt;br /&gt;Cya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110562520013252645?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110562520013252645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110562520013252645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110562520013252645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110562520013252645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/thought-i-posted-yesterdae.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110545616375263412</id><published>2005-01-11T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:09:23.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did improve a lil todae...&lt;br /&gt;Wake up like 6.20...&lt;br /&gt;5 min late... Izzit the same as yeaterdae?&lt;br /&gt;I forget.... Well, didn't realli rush todae...&lt;br /&gt;I thought i will be slping late todae...&lt;br /&gt;Coz i got a num of homework to be done...&lt;br /&gt;Den now all finish already....&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared okay...&lt;br /&gt;But in the afternoon i slp awhile...&lt;br /&gt;Came home ard 4.20...&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for supp, den ltr help teacher do stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;So i went hm kinda late, den i have my afternoon nap....&lt;br /&gt;Woke up ard 7 plus...&lt;br /&gt;Den went down to buy something....&lt;br /&gt;Den like aready 9 plus....&lt;br /&gt;So i scared scared la... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;Den i thought i realli cannot do my hmwork finish....&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;Todae got about 3 homework...&lt;br /&gt;All very easy wan lor....&lt;br /&gt;No!2 hmwork...&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Need to sleep already...&lt;br /&gt;Veri late already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110545616375263412?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110545616375263412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110545616375263412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110545616375263412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110545616375263412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/did-improve-lil-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110534604232206987</id><published>2005-01-10T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:34:27.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="cute but psycho" src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041831567_ebutpsycho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the cute but psycho happy bunny. You&lt;br /&gt;adorable, but a little out there. It's alright,&lt;br /&gt;you might not have it all, but there are worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110534604232206987?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110534604232206987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110534604232206987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534604232206987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534604232206987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-are-cute-but-psycho-happy-bunny.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110534497120895090</id><published>2005-01-10T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:16:25.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="anime" src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/obsessivehottie/1104430998_anime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was such a cute story! I loved it. Please&lt;br /&gt;rate! *Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/obsessivehottie/quizzes/Daddy%20(this%20is%20a%20very%20sweet%20story,%20you%20should%20read%20it!)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Daddy (this is a very sweet story, you should read it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110534497120895090?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110534497120895090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110534497120895090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534497120895090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534497120895090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/that-was-such-cute-story-i-loved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110534360054109026</id><published>2005-01-09T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T23:54:59.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to school today of cuz...&lt;br /&gt;And i almost didn't wake up this morning...&lt;br /&gt;I was veri veri tired...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know tt my mother came in and off the air-con..&lt;br /&gt;The light was on and i still can continue sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;I took about 15 minutes to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;Den i go to school...&lt;br /&gt;I thought i will be late...&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm meeting Delores at 6.40, and i need to go down 5 min earlier...&lt;br /&gt;Den by the time i start eating my bread was like already 6.35...&lt;br /&gt;So i rush la... But in the end i went there first...&lt;br /&gt;She was waiting for the trafic light la...&lt;br /&gt;Den i already at the interchange...&lt;br /&gt;But normally we reach there the same time but i will cross the road first...&lt;br /&gt;Because i J-walk.... Hahaz... Tt part always no car wan wad..&lt;br /&gt;And i always follow ppl wan... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;Now i do all my homework finish already... Juz left one more...&lt;br /&gt;Which i need my mother's help...&lt;br /&gt;Now she's on the phone... I got nothing to do now...&lt;br /&gt;So i post lor... So bored... Nobody online wan...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... My sister juz came hm... Now watching tv...&lt;br /&gt;I love my blogskin man... So cute...&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far i changed 3 blogskin...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... But some of you nv see la...&lt;br /&gt;But the music nv change... Hahaz.... I like it so much can!&lt;br /&gt;Yaya! Finally i'm toking to someone in msn... Okay...&lt;br /&gt;See ya... Need to discuss someting wif her..&lt;br /&gt;Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110534360054109026?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110534360054109026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110534360054109026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534360054109026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110534360054109026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-to-school-today-of-cuz_09.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110528502044632000</id><published>2005-01-09T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T07:37:00.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The very first thing i did in the morning was i went to the computer after eating...&lt;br /&gt;I went to look for a new blogskin, and while i was looking, i was eating too...&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one at home... Thats why i can do tt...&lt;br /&gt;After tt, my sister came hm... Den after awhile i let her use the computer...&lt;br /&gt;Den i went to ply the piano... Den later i came back to the computer again...&lt;br /&gt;Den ltr we went to eat lunch @ Madonals... Den we go to our cousin's house...&lt;br /&gt;My sister need him for tuition for accounts...&lt;br /&gt;So i went there with her.... I was so totally bored after learning my spelling there...&lt;br /&gt;We were there like almost 5 hrs... And den he fetch us to Plaza with my another sister nad mother...&lt;br /&gt;We went there to eat dinner la... Den after tt we come home... And den can sae i got ready for tomorrow's school...&lt;br /&gt;Like putting the shoe laces... And packing my bag... My favourite subject is Maths i can sae....&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Okay... Need to sleep already... It's so late!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110528502044632000?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110528502044632000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110528502044632000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110528502044632000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110528502044632000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/very-first-thing-i-did-in-morning-was.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-109013819311960134</id><published>2005-01-08T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T08:01:50.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Heaven" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/daddysgirl/1038270865_PicsHeaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come from Heaven.  You're the purest of pure, a&lt;br /&gt;saint.  You're probably an angel sent directly&lt;br /&gt;from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/daddysgirl/quizzes/Where%20Did%20Your%20Soul%20Originate?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Where Did Your Soul Originate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-109013819311960134?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/109013819311960134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=109013819311960134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013819311960134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013819311960134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-come-from-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110510841420261068</id><published>2005-01-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T06:38:57.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kind of bored now.... Nothing to do... So i came back to post...Realli got nothing to do... So bored... Now i'm online toking to onli one fren... So sian...No mood to sleep... Realli lor... Like now wan to sleep... But so early only... So sian...Dis fren here i'm toking to now, sometimes don't know wad i'm toking about... Coz she like dunno short forms?Den need to type everything clearly... So ma fan.... Haiz... Now 10 something... Still very early lor...But if school daes i have to sleep now lor...&lt;br /&gt;Not use to it can? Like holiday i every night sleep so late... Den now suddenly need to sleep so early den need to wake up so early...Now my eyes wan to close already... Realli feel very sian lor... Y can't it be 12 now? Den i can go to my cozy bed and sleep already... Now realli got no mood... Wa lao... Now i very gong lor... Dun even know anything... I nv have a afternoon nap... Tts y now i so tired...Haiz... Okay la... Need to rest my eyes already... C ya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110510841420261068?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110510841420261068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110510841420261068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110510841420261068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110510841420261068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/kind-of-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-110509086670404002</id><published>2005-01-07T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T02:43:26.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Went to school today of cuz...&lt;br /&gt;And is the last day of week 1!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i stay back in school wif my friends to do homework...&lt;br /&gt;Den leave school at 2...&lt;br /&gt;Came home around 2.30...&lt;br /&gt;Den continue doing my homework...&lt;br /&gt;Now all do finish already lor...&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm very tired...&lt;br /&gt;So sian wan...&lt;br /&gt;Nth to do...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Tonite can sleep late already lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Today got the fist Friday of the yr mass...&lt;br /&gt;Dunno month or yr la... Wadever la... still the same...&lt;br /&gt;I hate my chinese teacher can!&lt;br /&gt;So irritating....&lt;br /&gt;Everyday need to say one sentence to her...&lt;br /&gt;Siao lor..&lt;br /&gt;Den if u never read frm a book gt 1 mark...&lt;br /&gt;If like tt sae got 2 marks...&lt;br /&gt;If very good got 4 marks...&lt;br /&gt;Siao wan la...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Dis yr the teacher all KNS wan lor...&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Mahani became the vice principal...&lt;br /&gt;My class was like WA!&lt;br /&gt;Den we clap for her so loudly!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;Her teaching also very good lor...&lt;br /&gt;Not mad la...&lt;br /&gt;Now the teacher Mrs Rasa very like can say thick skin?&lt;br /&gt;Alwaes sae wad, i can teacher u all untill very good...&lt;br /&gt;Den she will say herself untill like very great like tt lor...&lt;br /&gt;Siao la...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;The only best teacher is my PE teacher...&lt;br /&gt;She so cute...&lt;br /&gt;Haag...&lt;br /&gt;I wan to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;But i dun feel like sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Okay... So wad those tt mean?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno?&lt;br /&gt;Juz wan to say is, i dun wan to continue school..&lt;br /&gt;Can tomorrow be the end of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;Juz wan to faster go to secondary school lor...&lt;br /&gt;But is like i cannot believe that i am sec 1 next yr...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;And i realli wan to go to ST Theresa's convent...&lt;br /&gt;Then can see all the previous P6...&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of them okay...&lt;br /&gt;Nt before us wan la...&lt;br /&gt;Before us the another before....&lt;br /&gt;Understand?&lt;br /&gt;Means is kimberly's batch la....&lt;br /&gt;Juz like tt lor...&lt;br /&gt;My sister dis yr graduate also...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Sec 4 dis yr wad...&lt;br /&gt;O'levels summore...&lt;br /&gt;Den i PSLE...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Realli need to study real hard this time...&lt;br /&gt;Okay la... Gtg already...&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-110509086670404002?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/110509086670404002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=110509086670404002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110509086670404002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/110509086670404002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-to-school-today-of-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-109013861498097762</id><published>2005-01-06T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T08:04:13.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Teller,</title><content type='html'>You are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from the ones you love. You have a lot of love and friendships in your life. Your love life will not be too great, but eventually you will find your soul mate. You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7441884-109013861498097762?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/109013861498097762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=109013861498097762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013861498097762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013861498097762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2005/01/fortune-teller.html' title='Fortune Teller,'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-109013757465647213</id><published>2004-07-18T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T00:59:34.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from NDP preview!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi! i'm back from NDP preview(today is sunday)... hmm... it was so fun k... i scream untill i got no voice arh.... but after drinking lots of water than it is okay already lor... hahaha... ok.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In the middle off e show u cannot go toilet wan lor... if u really wan to go and u have to que untill dunno hoe long lor.... got ppl que for 1 hour!!!! isn't them crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;than i was like wa cow que for so long.... hai yo... let me tell u somthing... the most happiest teacher there is...... mr morias! And u know when the whole show ended, Mrs wong still can scold my friend okay!!!!!! hmm.... that was my most happyiest time of my life... (not my whole life yet).. hmm.. okay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;later need to gp and celebrate my grandfather's brithday already... need to prepare liao... okay... see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-109013757465647213?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/109013757465647213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=109013757465647213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013757465647213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/109013757465647213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-from-ndp-preview.html' title='Back from NDP preview!!!!!!!'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-108990493725594775</id><published>2004-07-15T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T08:22:17.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! It's show time!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hey! wassup? K's.... Doing well in your studies? Well I'm not toking to myself but to all of yah out there! K... Any stress? Well maybe I can/can't help....But I'm so happy! Going to the NE show liao..... Got fun bag summore yo! kk... But come home maybe quite late lor... Well on Sunday, going to my grand dad's birthday.... *sianz*... kk I'm bad yah? hahahhaa.... I dun really like my father's side the  ppl lor... Most of the time they like ask the same old question wan lor " how is your studies?" I GET SO IRRITATED! kk... I'm evil! I feel like bashing them up and cutting them into pieces okay. hmm... toking about other thing? i have nothing ot say already lor... oh yar! my mother's birthday comming liao... well can't tell out when is it... later all of you know ar... than not fair... u all know i dunno... kk... hehehe..... :).... hmm... nothing to say liao lor... ok... all i wan to say is may all your wishes come true and hope all your exams pass with flying colours! ToDaY i SaW a RaInBoW... hahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-108990493725594775?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/108990493725594775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=108990493725594775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108990493725594775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108990493725594775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-its-show-time.html' title='Hey! It&apos;s show time!!!!!'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-108883358657145863</id><published>2004-07-02T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T22:48:15.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today! (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! I'm back again! Well the skool change my maths teacher to miss kok... Okay... Now I have to introduce her to all of u out there.... K... She is short(even wearing her high hells) and she's a bit tent, she reborn her hair. So for my is not so easy to spot her coz she is short... K...Her  teaching is super slow lah.... And u know wad she say???????????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... K she say.... "U can write LOVE LETTER to me if u wan to tok to me... And if u want to grow taller u have to hug ME!!!!!!" then everybody is like eeeeeewwwwwww.... Than I was  like OMG! y like tt wan this teacher??????? But I think she quite kind la... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.... She is crazy... hmmm.... Yah! I also change Chinese teacher.... So is like she is tall very fair and thin as my math teacher is quite fat(but not so fat until cannot go through the door)... So is like they 2 are the opposite?????? So it's easy to remember than lor.... K's.... Then 2 are abit crazy too... hahaha... Okay... Mrs mahani also can say tt she is crazy lor..... hahahahahhaa.... hmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i have 3 crazy teacher's teaching my.... hmm.... kkkk... got to go piano already.... k bye!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-108883358657145863?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/108883358657145863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=108883358657145863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108883358657145863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108883358657145863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2004/07/today-friday.html' title='Today! (Friday)'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-108833892244826089</id><published>2004-06-27T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T05:22:02.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Sunday's) Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  Hey! i'm back again! well? i have done like not so many things.... but all i hafta tell u is tt I DUN WAN TO GO TO SKOOL TOMORROW!!!!!!!!! well... i'm lazy.. i dun wan to study... hahaha.... but, i have already studyed some of the maths problems liao... so maybe in skool of cuz hafta still pay attention in calss lah... or eles maybe the teacher will teach something diff... so now!!!!! wat shall i do????? tok? slp? study? WAT???!!! okay.... i'm getting crazy again!!!!!!!!! gonna give gift to my friends tomorrow so... see all of u tomorrow friends!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Crystal's draft for Today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-108833892244826089?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/108833892244826089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=108833892244826089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108833892244826089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108833892244826089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2004/06/sundays-today.html' title='(Sunday&apos;s) Today!'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7441884.post-108824184504056788</id><published>2004-06-26T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T05:30:15.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'> (Saturday's) Today!</title><content type='html'>Hey!!!!!! Nice u see u all again! juz came back from Korea! I was sooooooo tired when I get back.... But happy!!!!!!!  I climbed Mt. Sorak over there... And it's wow! So cooling up there! And the other mountains were nice too! i love it alot.... and we eat one ice-cream tt is 23m long(including the cone). and it melted alot too.... than we went to find the toilet to wash our hands but in the end we went in the male's toilet.... cuz the female's toilet got somebody inside... but! the male's toilet is like u know? thoes  type of one toilet bowl onie. not those type like one whole thing.... than got alot of doors wan.... understand? hahaha okay nvm if u don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we also went to the hot spring! it was hot when we step in there... hahaha okay.. here now, we hata strip totally naked and have a shower b4 stepping inside the water... there have warm water, hot water, and icy cold water. actually we have to go to the hot water than the cold wan than the hot one than the cold wan than the hot wan than the cold wan. and than out we go and have a sower agian than go back to our hotel (the first one) than later we go into our tour bus that we go and eat! okay tts for tt day! well.... have a good holiday? hope so! okay.... gtg now bye bye! tc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7441884-108824184504056788?l=hamsterball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/feeds/108824184504056788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7441884&amp;postID=108824184504056788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108824184504056788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7441884/posts/default/108824184504056788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamsterball.blogspot.com/2004/06/saturdays-today.html' title=' (Saturday&apos;s) Today!'/><author><name>CrYsTaL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00844805178864631806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
