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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23968558.post-6764060875000041007</id><published>2007-03-17T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T18:32:00.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can be anything you like.</title><content type='html'>i'm deciding whether i should shift blog anot.since this one is so dead i should change and start afresh hor.and actually get down to blogging serious shit sometime soon.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really bored.my curtains are drawn cuz like i think the painters are painting outside my room or something.ahh and it's just giving me a headache.they should really speed up the process of this whole painting shit ahh..i mean like when i bathe i aslo quite &lt;em&gt;khek sim. &lt;/em&gt;although i actually believe the tiny 3 paned window is opaque.BUT STILL.the feeling is eeyer ookayy when yur like soaping yurself then suddenly this shadow descends by the window.*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hide in the little corner behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought school uniform just now but i can't collect it till like monday.bua boo bua.the first shirt size i tried on was huge and i was like swimming in it.and daddy still can say muz leave allowance to shrink.pls lor -.- so of cuz i got a smaller size.my skirt  dunno where exactly it's supposed to sit luh so i just took the one the lady gave.lols.muz alter..but i thought it was still abit too long?so in the end daddy told dem to alter to the maximum that the school allows..haha so ccute..but i realised that it's alright even if it turns out to be too long still..i can always like just fold it up or down or wadevs luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss tp already.but i'll embrace sa with open arms luh.i mean i'm gonna be there for 2 yrs so i might as well make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for dinner at laguna now!shall stroll past the beach later.ugh.disgusting memories.shoo.all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-why don't you like me?why don't you like me?why don't you walk out the door.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-6764060875000041007?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/6764060875000041007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-23968558.post-117042638760397772</id><published>2007-02-02T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:26:27.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the sky was falling in the clouds.</title><content type='html'>i think i actually have alorta hw to do but i'm jsut gonna brush it aside first and pretend nothing happened.then i'll start worrying on sunday.yes,that'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made gabby angry today and i'm sorry.gah.not like she'll read this.i suck luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad.i realise that even though results are coming out next wk,i still hafta stay on till like..forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif anne and sheena today in town with their other friends..which was abit wweeiirrdd luh..but i made a new friend!oh shit i'm supposed to add him on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm done!haha his name is lionel and he's a cute small looking boy.good friend material man!let's see we have alot in common..he was in choir,we're artsy fartsy and we were born in mount E!WOW!omg i just discovered something else also..his email got lion my email got pig.wwaahhsehhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for waxing and facial with mummy tml.and i desperately need to trim my eyebrows as well..then i'm going for a gig tml night at phunk bar!uhuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm tired.but i must mention that tp is coming down hard with their school rules already man.i'd better try to keep out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something about you today that i don't think i wanted to know.what a horrible flirt you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-flames to dust.lovers to friends.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-117042638760397772?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-23968558.post-117033897381462416</id><published>2007-02-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:09:33.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you think you have forever but you don't</title><content type='html'>frankly,i dunno wads going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm such a loser.mm..one moorreee weeeeeek!!!i'd still like to specify that i love A03 though..it's just that..mm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.as i mentioned..guys suck.big time.i declare i wanna be les!i also wanna watch prison break which is right now (season finale at that) but i'm too lazy to off the com.what logic is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.you suck.shut up and get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-here i go.scream my lungs out to try to get to you-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23968558.post-117007734320988723</id><published>2007-01-29T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:29:03.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is no way to try and live my life.</title><content type='html'>okayy i'm trying to do my stupid gp essay right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i have totally no mood to do it i really dunno how i'm gonna go about dng it.i keep repeating the pts over and over agn!like why does it repeat ah?it's like a stupid loop you know?stupid luh.stupid stupid stupid question.what changing roles of men and women all.in the end both of them have sex and the females reproduce right?not the males what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a very VERY sian mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know that you might still have a chance but nothing is moving at all unless you push it.which i am so totally SICK of doing.you know what seriously, I GIVE UP OKAYY??it's like.wtf luh make up your mind luh.and i'm like so totally lost okayy just being moved around like a very blur chess piece.not like they are atually alive or anything.which is what i'm feeling right now.SIMPLY DEAD.&lt;insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that took you more that half a minute then yur a fucking vulgur piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna wait right here.wait until you realise something is wrong and actually do something about it.if not baby uh-uh it don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why don't you do something?!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-117007734320988723?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-23968558.post-116965373518583778</id><published>2007-01-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:48:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love it when you call but you never call at all.</title><content type='html'>is it me?OR IS IT THAT MY LOCK-MY-BLOG THINGY ISN'T ACTUALLY WORKING?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaayyy i'm seriously freaking out here!i need clare.NOW.but it's friggin 11.34.ahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medicine is taking over me.i'm drowsying.like MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm where to start?let's see.r'ship gng downhill..check.life is becoming a mess cuz i dunno wth i've gotten myself into...check.energy being drained away by the moment..check check check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is boring.nothing to blog bout today cuz generally..it's a boring one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go read xiaxue's blog or sumfing.or listen to postcards by armchair agn.gosh it's addictive man the guitar solo keeps playing in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh i know!i saw one of the bimbo/plastics today and told gow(she was on the line) that she was across the road.and APPARENTLY..her best friend was just next to me.i tell you i'm such a genius=)) wahahaha.sometimes i amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their prob gonna drag me into the girls toilet tml and strip and dunk my head into the toilet bowl or sumfing.although looking straight at them is just equal to all these i've said altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget bout xiaxue's blog.i'm too tired.goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ni hao xiang hai shi shuo le byebye.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-116965373518583778?l=wet-smooches.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-23968558.post-116956424436959963</id><published>2007-01-23T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:57:24.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i stay or should i go?</title><content type='html'>ahhh..it's getting late and i've just completed a stupid poem about this stupid slave.in fact it's so corny it's kinda brightening up my night.haha.whatever=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.hasn't at all been a smooth day for me luh.alot of things weighing on my mind.learning the stupid set piece for syf sure didn't help.in fact it did.it helped to make things worse.screw phoon blah blah whatever yur chinese name is.how can you sing a song without words?a horrible funny tuney one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm anw.about the weighing my mind issues.yes.there is quite a few.to start with, i'm not exactly a very happy sick girl anymore.i'm just sick.plus miserable if i might add.i mean like omg.one minute you actually think you like me but the other you're actually not sure.i don't blame you luh but it's just very wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I HAFTA STOP LIKING YOU IT'S DRAINING.&lt;/span&gt;it's like.i'm confused.i don't even know what's going on.so if i ignore you i'm sorry but i'm just feeling as much confused as you are(or at least i think you do)and i don't have a clue what i'm supposed to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys the girls.the moral of the story for today is to NEVER.EVER.have a crush on someone in class.and pls don't pray that he ends up in the same class as you before you even get posted.it kinda sucks when you here other ppl teasing him with another girl.okayy so i'm jealous.so what?i mean i have feelings what right.on the other hand i still do wanna get close to you.it's like wtf to repel or to not repel??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i wish i could be a random magnet.you and me.with random poles.also wanting it to repel.but hoping it would attract.BLEAGH.i'm sucha loser.i can't even stare at you in the eye anymore.although i must say yur eyes are captivating.so like.deep.it's like.THE STARE.you know.no?fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO.i also found out that there's a possibility that boon hasn't actually forgotten me yet?WOW.what a miracle.i seriously thought he would mean more to me than i too him.but what do you know.hohoho.shit.no hohoho.hohoho is like.chinho.ah wttffff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.i really still wanna catch boon's gig though.but i was supposed to go with conan.bleagh.maybe i'll just go with po although i haven't actually met him yet.once again i would like to stress what a messy loser i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-standing in the frontyard thinking bout how i'm sucha fool-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23968558.post-116944590115937286</id><published>2007-01-22T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:05:01.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels so right to be here with you.</title><content type='html'>ooh yess.char is sick today.no school for me nah-uh.but i miss school actually =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an 07A03 outing ytd which was quite okayy.had dinner(i only had some mint ice cream and 5 spoons of macaroni the whole day),watched a movie(pans labarynth whiched sucked cuz i don't like that genre of movies.but of cuz there was a plus point to the seating arrangement which didn't make the movie seem sucha torture after all =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i also found out something due to that.something um..delightful =)) let's just say something i wanted to know ever since like orientation night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop stressing how i'm a very happy sick person =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm let's rewind to the day before where i felt like a guilty criminal.i lied to the whole world that i was staying over at sheena's.but of cuz i didn't.i went clubbing(believe it or not it was my first time) with ney and her bf,rach and her date and i also asked conan along since anne wasn't gng and there were like extra tickets and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue was soooo long!and ppl kept cutting which made the bouncer really pissed.i think that's what bouncers are for.to get pissed so ppl will get scared of them cuz they really look and sound scary.esp since their in black and stuffs.haha.so we finally got in and i was soooo super excited luh!!but it was super crowded as well so i was afraid that i would kena split up from the rest.esp when we made our way to the dance floor.then as if he didn't want me to get lost also,he stretched out his hand.the moment i took it i just got lost.not in the crowd but in the clouds=)) so i started to "warm up" and stuff which was quite difficult as well cuz it was really packed,then he almost got into a fight.lols.i totally freaked out okayy i didn't know what to do.i wonder what would have happened if someone didn't stop it.but luckily someone did or we'll probably get bounced out and i wouldn't have enjoyed the rest of my morning.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he held me.it felt so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of course at first it was awkward luh but wow.okayy i can't describe how i felt right now.i was just so good luh kayy.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just day we danced this way almost the whole time(other then the times where rach bought a jug of some red bull cough syrup shit for us to drink)until he was shimmering with my body glitter oso =D lols.can see cuz got the purple light which makes white things purple.it's like the transfer of pollen grains from flower to flower.just that of cuz there wasn't a medium.it was just us =D well of cuz it being my first time i was quite lousy and stuff luh so i felt reali bad lor but okayy luh i think i did okayy for a first timer.here's some stupid things bout what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.ney's bf got drunk.he was dancing funny wobbly dances which was quite amusing to the eye luh actuali so kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.2 guys(i tink rach's friend or some random ppl that danced with her) kissed each other on the lips!that's not all.to beat that.rach and ney said"watch this" and then proceeded to kissing each other.eew.conan and i were grossed out.and no.not all tk ppl are like that.trust me.i'm an example.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.an old couple (probably 40s.the man was balding.) were dancing and making out behind us.we definately found that funny but it was seriously damn gross.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.ney was so thirsty so drank beer.but it wasn't hers.didn't know who's it was actually but it was quite alot of beer in that mug so it wud be quite a waste if ney didn't drink it.however what i found amusing was conan as he declined all the drinks rach bought but in the end drinking from that cup of unknown beer too.the freak.lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the night was over..we went to some 24 hrs outdoor macs where ney's bf ate lyk ALOT but was quite sober by that time already cuz he vommited prior to that.haha.however he wasn't very sober cuz he thought conan was my bf.haha.or maybe he was.it just really seemed like were togethr.hmm...ANW..i was trying to guess who he liked(heard that he did from somewhere) but i couldn't sorta guess it cuz everyone i said he said NO.gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke the mystery ytd tho.and i couldn't be happier with the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-i get a rush when i'm with you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-116944590115937286?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/116944590115937286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=116944590115937286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/116944590115937286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/116944590115937286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-feels-so-right-to-be-here-with-you.html' title='it feels so right to be here with you.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-116895728903660468</id><published>2007-01-16T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:21:29.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not always rainbows and butterflies.</title><content type='html'>today is a totally bad day.at the beginning of this entry i wud lyk to state that i feel lyk barfing so that if any point i get cranky,it might actually trigger fluids inside of mi and i might actuali barf all over the screen so i'm sorree if you wun be able to see some of the words clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give you an idea of how much i didn't enjoy choir today,i'm putting it in the first line of my day.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I DIDN'T ENJOY CHOIR TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know things can't go my way but why must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)all my friends be separated from me.&lt;br /&gt;2)which forces me to actually make friends with ppl i don't lyk cuz they have super qian bian faces.(which i will touch on more later)&lt;br /&gt;3)they be so serious about whether ppl actually come for practice.hello.some ppl are not exactly committing here.their just trying out choir okayy they have open options.strict is one thing but don't act as if they are already in the choir.this is first 3 mths we're talking about.i know you guys got gold but so wad?don't make it a big deal.your just pissing ppl off and very soon ppl will start quitting and i'm gonna find that haha hilarious okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to touch on my second point.WHY DO I HATE PPL WITH QIANBIAN FACES SO MUCH?i know it's not lyk my face not qb.but i can't help it their face just damn qb.but i realise that by dng this i'm not exactly helping myself because hate is something you do NOT wanna accumalate.well at least it doesn't make my life better.i wish i cud just not think that ppl's face veh qb man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;at&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.and another point is why i can't accomodate the whole world.i try but i can't really.and i know there isn't really such a thing.but when ppl get unhappy it just makes me (wanna barf) unhappy oso.like.omg.i dunno luh.but ppl are nv happy with what i do.sometimes i sacrifice alot just to do little things which aren't really appreciated and i have suddenly no idea what i'm talking about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i have a very confused mind.you know what?ppl dun like mi.FINE.their pasar okayy i'm DONE being nice to everyone cuz in the end i'm the one that's miserable.and when i'm miserable i want to barf.i tink this is some kinda sickness i must find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i wanna be a loser man.like maybe a loner.no friends.no boyfriend.nothing.no one to pls.they don't exactly have a life but at least they do what they like.but no.i can't be a loser.because that's me.charmaine chia.forever wanting to be in the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go piss yur head off charmaine.and go barf your fucking intestines out.you SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-living in a shadow.of someone else's dream.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-116895728903660468?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/116895728903660468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=116895728903660468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/116895728903660468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/116895728903660468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-not-always-rainbows-and.html' title='it&apos;s not always rainbows and butterflies.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114880973433845131</id><published>2006-05-28T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T17:48:54.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A small WORLD.</title><content type='html'>i finally got my mmc card for my fone ytd!!yay!!so now i'll be busy collecting beautiful songs =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my mummy and reg mummy went shopping at tm..us included la..den she bought alot of things and wear new clothes as usual..WHATS NEW..den b4 we met them i met somebody else..*drum rolls*...(not sure whether is her la but matt say she veh small and short and ugly and all so like fit the description lidat)haha...den like she was at century sqaure den she walk past mi so lyk juz brush past la..din haf the chance to like pin her down n pull out all her hair and everything..she was lyk SO obiang la.i mean tying a yellow jacket around yur waist is like SUPER ancient.doesn't she know that that is a HUGE fashion no no??tsktsk.the poor gurl.she ought to be caught by the fashion police one day and put behind bars for like ever.crime:fashion disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so den after shopping..we sat down to haf tea..den according to reg..there were like a few gurls staring at us and everything so she wanted to call me to like turn around and stare at them until the gurl said "char.".but i din hear la u noe mi being so absorbed in my waffles..den reg said"eh char yur fren ah?"den i turned around and after like eternity i recognized hu she was and said hi.haha..it was jillian!!oh she's veh pretty now..even reg thinks so..so i told her it was matt's ex gurlfren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AH?why ytd all the ppl got sumfing to do wif &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;matt&lt;/span&gt; ah?maybe the gurl who knows my bf can explain!yar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh den we met that funny malay gurl that i scolded.i din rmb y oso.she's quite a pretty mina.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den reg begged mi to play pool but i din want so we played like daytona which was spoilt so reg couldn't drive properly and the act bengs behind of us were giggling like no tml.sisi meanies.yupp..den reg begged mi sumore..but i dragged her all the way down to the basement..she even considered playing herself!lol!so no life.den always scold ppl no life.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she's beating mi as i type dis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she's begging mi to do sumfing different..dye her hair!so bye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw she thinks i'm pregnant cuz i couldn't stand the fish smell.could it be??*gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned to find out.(haha ya ryt.mebbe u can tune in like 20 yrs down the road)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114880973433845131?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114880973433845131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114880973433845131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114880973433845131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114880973433845131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-small-world.html' title='WHAT A small WORLD.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114704904372283841</id><published>2006-05-08T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:44:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying sheep.mmmeeeehhhhhh</title><content type='html'>it was our last youth mass with father bruno last saturday=(( super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the com lab now so the photos will be uploaded some time when i feel like.plenty plenty of mi and melody.everyone was like "gosh.typical tkgians."esp sunshine huang.me and melody gave him that look and we followed him across the stage to and fro while they were packing the stuff.sheesh sunshine.go spasm and die la.humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so daddy went to pick matt up and we were on our way to church to start practice!actually honestly speaking you can't call that a practice cuz ppl were juz snapping away and actuali i din know what was happening around me la i was too busy snapping away myself =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached and fats wasn't here yet cuz he had to wait for his maid to fry finish the spring rolls and something else for the little "supper" thing after mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me,caroline and leonard went to the chapel to practice.i was told to sing the lord have mercy thing.COMPLETELY SOLO.i was super nervous okay and i didn't know when i was supposed to sing it then i kept asking caroline and leonard.i hope their not irritated at me =x but i dun think so ba..they so nice,i also so nice.haha..wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then more people came!like melody gloria all..so everyone was cutting paper grass and stuff..okay not everyone..me and mel started snapping!after very long..we finally decided to help arrange the chairs.all those who came,pls thank us.if not for us your butts would have been like flying around looking for a place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass started.late.i had to sing the entrance hymn solo cuz caroline had to do something.gosh so scary.but not too bad i managed to hit the high notes =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awhile later.char had this really really great stomach ouch and she &lt;em&gt;had TO GO. &lt;/em&gt;but i didn't have tissue you see so gloria had to run across to get 4 10 cents for me.my life saver meow meow =)) then me and mel went to the toilet where i was on this super big farting spree cuz apparently what i had in me was basically air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel:"can you stop farting?*laughs*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:"i can't!it's coming again i can feel it.*fartssss*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the end,teens connect had this um dance thingy which i will decline to comment on.let's just say the band said"after their dance we immediately start singing one way in case the congregation burst out into laughter."GOSH YOU GUYS ARE SUPER MEAN LA.but i can't help in seeing some truth in it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.i just commented bout the dance.oh well..some ppl may not be able to catch it =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we sang one way and it was roooaaring!everyone was reali happy and stuff and shouting.and i had to sing the song cuz apparently i was the only one who knew how to!except sunshine huang who was on the drums so it wasn't exactly possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i did well =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went out for the food!!and i met my class ppl and thoma gave my a rose..aw so sweet...but it's withering away in my room as i blog..*ssoobbss*i asked a few ppl to write me a testi to testify that i have a good voice.but only TWO so far.WHY WHY?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of ROSE,i left it on the piano and it kinda got around ah to other ppl so when i came in from the food i was lyk "eh isn't that mine?"OF CUZ IT WAS.humph.at least she came to me personally and apologised.i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay den group photo time!!many had cammy's so like aunty dot had to keep taking and taking..somebody jealous of somebody cuz my hand was on somebody's head ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jingkai keep bluffing say got tattoo.ya la you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then before that..some mad ppl started dancing on the floor man.she's so thunderous you could actually feel the floor vibrate...btw YOU WORE THAT SHIRT LAST SUNDAY.ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay end.i dunno what to say le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHE'S NOT PREGNANT.or so she claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mr goh.he left.damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114704904372283841?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114704904372283841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114704904372283841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114704904372283841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114704904372283841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/05/flying-sheepmmmeeeehhhhhh.html' title='flying sheep.mmmeeeehhhhhh'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114604762452579771</id><published>2006-04-26T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:33:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rolling ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/1600/DSCN0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went bowling not too recently..but i decided to blog about it anw cuz it's so pictureful!!oh and i've been away for quite awhile I KNOW.all in the sake of exams!but their over now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..a few few few few saturdays ago..my beloved cousins came oveer and as usual..there's nothing much to do at our house you see..so we went to tampines safra to bowl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuh so there i was..standing and daydreaming (and posing for the picture of course) which ball should i pick..i really wanted the pink one..for the simple fact that..IT WAS PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then abit sad la like my fingers ABIT too big for the hole nia..haha so i couldn't choose ms pink ball=(( aw... yupp so i choose the yellow ball instead..of which a photo of me and mdm yellow ball wasn't taken cuz yellow is like so...dirty?ryt.wadeva.so while waiting for my turn..i just whipped out my beloved cammy n tada!!snapshots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/char1o.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/char11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on and so forth..right now i'm too lazy to put all the pics cuz com is working like an ahma..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so then..i picked up the ball...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0383.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and rolled it...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and rolled it again...(see my arm power.i was determined to make it a power shot!)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but no.my score was like shit.so i begged ms pink ball.."ms pink ball..PLEASE PLEASE let me strike..my cousins are doing so well and this is so embarrassing =(( i feel like shit=(( "and then i gave it the sad face and time came to a standstill...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0414.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then FINALLY..the BIG ROLL...(actually gently does it)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see!NO PINS!!hoorah =)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so at the end of the game(2nd one)i was super shocked to find that my score improved tremendously!k la.obviously i look super ugly when shocked so u know what not to do la -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the grand total is......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/char6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yar.IT'S 110 MAN BELIEVE IT.i know it seems stupid to like pro bowlers and stuff but SO WHAT MAN??110 leh!damn high for me le lor..somemore the number quite nice...so i left there a happy woman =)) taking off the worn out bowling shoes and cabbed home with this wide smile across my face =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0412.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;marmar was super funny la she calls cabs 240.haha..then her mummy call and grumble say why we not home yet then she tell her mummy"why u so giamsia one?1 mins onie!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;u know what..my poor cousins are suffering from depression right now..one is bf issue one is ex issue..very kelian leh.WHY EH?guys.nothing but trouble nia..BABY YOU ALSO HOR..don't think you very good that day still make me so sad..but i'm not gonna tell the whole world about it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WARNING: 1. guys who bully my cousins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                      2. girls who try really hard to break them up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                      3. THAT GIRL who asked my baby where he stay then i talk to you still show &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                          attitude somemore. you want a black face on white confirmation day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114604762452579771?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114604762452579771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114604762452579771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114604762452579771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114604762452579771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/04/rolling-ball.html' title='rolling ball'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114390278867794489</id><published>2006-04-01T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:46:30.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day 2006</title><content type='html'>this was our last year of sports day...it started off pretty well but the middle and the ending were kinda like..veh tensionated.yupp, a word i've came up with ever since i've experienced this tension inside of me...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid teachers were at the gate checking our attire and stuff and i got booked for my new orange rubber band *pouts* stupid.like that also can get booked ah?so farna and clique found this cute little kitty outside the gate and they named it er..some guy name la..weren't sure whether it had tits or ticks..haha funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the embarrassing part about "mr hot buns".see the girl beside him?everyone was speculating that she was his girlfriend but i think she's some other teacher in our school.whatever.she's so fat anw..if you didn't know by now...he is some NIE trainee teacher.so sheena,jan and gourie were actually daring me to ask hot buns "gf" to take of photo of me and hot buns..haha siao right?so i kept resisting and they insisting and soon enough we gathered enough attention from ms fatso who told mr hot buns who in turn,turned to us and SMILED.although i didn't see it.but they said he smiled.yupp.my face is totally gone liao can.i mean during class,thanks to people like stephanie tan who has made it SOOOOO obvious that i think that hot buns is cute.sheesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;our star runner...*drum rolls* stephanie tan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0322.1.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;xuan and yayi watching in awe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0317.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;the classics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0336.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0306.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cheerleading was up next and i only realised that i was supposed to take photos when it reached the sec 3 finals!i forgot which 2 classes entered the finals and who finally emerged the champs but u be the judge then with the beautiful shots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V FOR VICTORY!! (i think i left out abit of the formation on the left cuz after 4 yrs of cheerleading i can't seem to find the line of symmetry.haha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;getting ready to take the leap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND GO!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;here comes the 2nd team...muahaha we have 4 victories!!oh no!1 is falling over!!no worries..we have two back up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;although we didn't win class champs and stuff (we missed by ONE POINT by the way)we were still happy people and 4e9..we're so divine =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2143/2482/320/DSCN0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lotsa lurve&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114390278867794489?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114390278867794489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114390278867794489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114390278867794489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114390278867794489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/04/sports-day-2006.html' title='sports day 2006'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114300369677764140</id><published>2006-03-22T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T13:01:36.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the BIG discovery</title><content type='html'>yupp.so my mummy knows bout us le!!!yeah she asked me ytd and stuff...and she thought matt was an undergrad!!haha far from it.i'm so proud of myself man...kept her in the dark for about um...a year plus plus...i think she kinda likes him...i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am in the com lab supposed to do some math work which i have already finished btw cause of my intelligence =)) the relief teacher was some ex-tkgian from choir...oh...there's NO CHOIR TODAY!!not like i attend it anymore anw...lala...sorree no pictures today cuz i'm in the lab what!!shall get some cute ones up soon for all those who'll just die for my face =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;st pats band concert was okay...but i felt like falling...why the hell did we buy such cheap skate tickets again?HAIYO.more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114300369677764140?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114300369677764140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114300369677764140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114300369677764140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114300369677764140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/03/big-discovery.html' title='the BIG discovery'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</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-23968558.post-114266149723449337</id><published>2006-03-18T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:02:26.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor mr.toe</title><content type='html'>i SO felt the pains of hell on monday.i think it was even worse than the 18th level.or whatever the highest level is anw.so much so that i feel prepared for it already.nah.choy.haha.so i went to the clinic but i didn't bring my camera.i mean which sicko takes photos of her toe nail in growth operation process right?so i was waiting outside reading 8 days waiting for the 3 patients to go in first before me.THANK GOODNESS they took so long each.everytime someone walked out of that door i felt like screaming my spleens out.then it was time for me to go in BUT luckily some family came and i was like "why don't you go first cuz i'm going for an op and it might take quite awhile..."so they were thanking me and in my heart i was so thanking them back man.at least they stalled quite abit of time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay but still...cannot escape the reason i came here in the first place right??so i went in with my godma and DR NG looked at my toe and said."okay.wedge reception."or something like that la.omg it sounded so scary can??so...so..professional!so i was made to lie down on that bed thing which was quite comfy actually but OF COURSE i wasn't thinking that.and then he took out the injection thingy and just so you know CHAR IS REALLY AFRAID OF INJECTIONS!!eeps!!i've been there before and he had to gimme a jab to clear like phleagm(is that right??) in my nose track or something.yeah.ew.and i WHINED like nuts and he complained to my mummy that i am a very "TEH" person.you know.TEH.k whatever.oh and he told mi it was a baby needle as well.AND GUESS WAD?he said it was a baby needle this time round too!!oh my.i was like "but dats what u said the other time and it hurt so much.and furthermore my toe has lyk 0% flesh".then he said "so you want me to inject into your bone??" and i was like NONONO!fine.carry on -_- so he asked me to breathe in(and i actually think it helps!so ppl going for injections rmb to breathe a whole lot =)) ) yupp and he kept asking mi to breathe in!after the 100th time he FINALLY pulled the needle out.and then he went to the other side of the toe and injected again!omfg i felt like so dying.like really.and after all that,i thought things wouldn't be as bad anymore.BUT IT WAS.he just like cut right down to the root of my nail and pulled it out!i could actually feel all the pain okay.like what is the fucking jab supposed to be meant for then?to increase my pain threshold?sheesh.so yeah and then he bandaged it up n i was all set to leave.i was breathing so hard in the midst of it,like hyperventilating n stuff..sounded like violent sex or like hard labour.haha yeah but i don't think i would have liked to turn anyone on at that time.nosiree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently not only was my toe numb but my godma's hands too cuz i was squeezing it so hard!!so yeah.thx godma for lending me your squeezable de-stress hand!! =)) now the bandages are off and it looks a little gross cuz basically 2/3 of my nail is left so YAR.dun freak out if you see it k?it was so sweet of my friends to visit me the next day...um special thanks to sheena,neyney,anne and tian for cumin...they brought me flowers too!!thanks to jonjon for RELUCTANTLY coming but dragged his butt anyway..and to sean also although i bet he came just to meet jon and terrorize my cammy cuz he din know i had a toe op.and russell too.for same reasons.see la.MY TRUE FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the photos.sorry it they look abit deformed.clare did it!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/toe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/toe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;the&gt;the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/toe4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i had to prop up my toe higher than my heart.dunno for what also sial.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/char.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;me&gt;me pouting.I NOE I DUN POUT AS WELL AS J-LO LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/flowercopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;the girlfriends="))"&gt;flowers from my best girlfriends =)) i tink it was sprayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23968558-114266149723449337?l=wet-smooches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/feeds/114266149723449337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23968558&amp;postID=114266149723449337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114266149723449337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23968558/posts/default/114266149723449337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wet-smooches.blogspot.com/2006/03/poor-mrtoe.html' title='poor mr.toe'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17137026910186148456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/toe%20op%20day%20n%20visits/th_toe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23968558.post-114249577724575956</id><published>2006-03-16T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:30:31.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flagday.or not.</title><content type='html'>okay so this is redated to like...last saturday...so sheena,anne,tian n I met up n queued up at tampines mrt there where there were alorta like mina schools around us cause they were all that were making up my vision anyways.so some idiot bumped into tian n she scolded her..waahhh so daring la can?dats my tian =)) so we queued to collect our tins but sheena couldnt cuz she din bring her ez link so poor mrs sheena had to drive all the way down from sheenaville to deliver her card.WE FINALLY GOT OUR TINS.den it was OFF....to breakfast -_- den we went to town cuz anne n tian wanted to go to town so we paired up n anne n tian lost!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          so anw they called us and asked us to go to zara to try on clothes n stuff n i thot they were trying to divert us rom the competition cuz they weren't there when me n sheena got there!!okay this sounds childish.haha wadeva.so we tried on clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/flagday/char1c.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first outfit which kinda didn't work out too well..the pants were too lyk..clowny..all cuz of mi wanting to look lyk a lian.ah.FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/flagday/char2ccopy.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian said:"sheena!it's too loose can u find a bigger size for mi?" but sheena couldnt.so it was passed on to mi!but it was um kinda...tight for mi...but it looked okay la..ryt???c next pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/flagday/char3ccopy.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same skirt but looks alot more shorter on mi la.sheena was lyk "why izit so short??" so i said "er...cuz it's a mini skirt??" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/llgoddessll/flagday/char4c.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all squeeze into my fitting room n take a photo of togetherness!!&lt;br /&gt;yupp xiaotian changed to some long white skirt.actuali this photo is kinda candid.except mi la.cuz i took what must look mei mei..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was someone observing us la and i guess she knew we weren't really buying customers....so we kinda scrambled our asses out of there...INTO THE OPPOSITE SHOP:MANGO!!haha yupp.naughty tian and sheena attempted to take a photo from under the changing room..and they actually SUCEEDED.sheesh.wtf.they took my ugly legs.and butt.and they were laughing.wtfwtfwtf.but of course i'm not posting that photo here....they deleted it anyway..cuz it was too ugly..haha.damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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