<?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-3680596</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:26:15.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complicated.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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>355</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95712261</id><published>2003-06-16T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T04:16:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5pt&gt;i have &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynicdreamx.diary-x.com"&gt;moved :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95712261?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95712261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95712261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95712261' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95677875</id><published>2003-06-14T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T21:49:41.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhH! went to watch 12 night by acjc held at acsb. it was ok lar. tho their dancing rawks mans! i expected much more tho. n tt fantastic-guy-with-oh-so-fantastic-acting wasnt there. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway b4 tt, we(pei qing, sab, weixin, peiyeung, gen, pam, me) went to cini n watched how to lose a guy in 10 days! ohmigosh i love it! very funny haha. n so sweeeeeeeettt :). sigh. and then after tt we went to heeren n take neoprints.. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to acsb. u see, the play starts at 8pm. however, if u go earlier at 6, there's a free analysis of the bk n dinner! hOwever.... we heard frm our frens(those who went on fri) that the.. *whispers* ..&lt;s&gt;analysis sucked.&lt;/s&gt; heh. so we had this plan. we wld go at 7pm, so tt we wld miss analysis n catch the free dinner! heeHEEHeee. and so tt's wat we did. hhaha. hoWever.. we got &lt;s&gt;lost&lt;/s&gt; on the way there. actually we dint lar. we juz overshot the busstop. then we had to walk back... sigh. almost late for dinner. luckily we reached there in time (muahahaha).we had chicken rice.. n the serving was so miserable can? and right below us were the boys barbequeing. wah can go n kill them. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the play ended at 11pm lor. hhaha.... abit late only. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! me n pam took this neoprint tt we think is nice! first time taking the 8beam machine! *BEAMS* heeeee. shall leave the url here... it's also at my yahoo pics there. but it's the not so gd version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see the gd version of the neoprint, &lt;a href="http://www.villagephotos.com/viewpubimage.asp?id_=3086501"&gt;click me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95677875?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95677875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95677875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95677875' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95589842</id><published>2003-06-12T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T07:24:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to shop today with my mummy! yea man! so happiee!!! bought a new watch n a necklace :). and 2 shorts, 1 trackpants(i noe it's not. it's use for dancing. watever u call it.), 2 jackets(1 for tian, another for me&amp;mum) and other stuff which r not impt. haha. going shopping tmr as well. yay!!! anyway.. happened to be at the mens section. then i saw this shirt. those tt muz button n has collar. i think it's nice!!! if i have a bf, i wld force him to buy it n wear it. MUAHAHAHAAA. it's like... a "jacket". as in.. ur supposed to wear a normal t-shirt inside, then wear tt shirt outside, unbuttoned. i love it when guys wear like that, but i juz dont get it when they dont! oh wells. heh. guess i like guys with style heeheee :). and i love my watch! it's.. bout 100 over bucks. it's those metal kind.. adult kind! i love it. but i scared i wld accidentally(duh) scratch it. oh wells &gt;.&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway bout the mendaki camp, it's such an interesting experience. nxt time, my occupation must have to do with children, or i must have kids on my own. if i remain single, i must adopt a child. or i must do volunteer work with children involved. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway how wld i describe the camp... it's. &lt;b&gt;The good, The bad, And the Disgusting.&lt;/b&gt; oh. and my buddy crushed me. yess. not crushed as in he sat on me n i collapsed under his weight(tho tt is not impossible) but as in he likes me. in tt way. AHH!! it was disgusting. it's quite bad of me tho... as in if he was someone else, i might not have.. nono.. i WLD NOT have reacted as violently. of course i dint like go hysterical in front of him. i tried to seem normal. looks like drama helped me alot :p. but i was screaming in my head. oh dear i'm feeling damn bad. oh wells. hope he wld be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the children r so lovely. everyone of them. and malays on the general r much prettier than chinese. the males too! AHH! &lt;b&gt;my xiao shuai ge!!&lt;/b&gt; :). heee. yeps i nicknamed one of the boys my xiao shuai ge(of course he dint noe lar) but yea! if he was my age.... *blushes*. HAHAHA. yar lar yar lar. wo lian xiao hai ye bu fang guo! tt's wat ur saying right?? go n die lar ;p. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's juz too much to be done in this life. i cant finish doing them all. sigh. i have to find a place to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp has brought some of us together... but separated some of us as well. oh wells. inevitable. aHHH MS CHUA INVITED US TO HER WEDDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :):):):):):):):):):):):)!!!&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;be jealous.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. if u want to win this fight, try harder. anyway i doubt u can win it anyway. cuz u cant hide the truth. if u dont give up, it's only to ur disadvantage. oh wells. ur path. ur choice. ur damn future ;p. gd luck. u need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go n die as well plz. so perhaps gd luck? oh wells. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz signed up for diary-x. but they havent sent me the email yet. grrrr. maybe i wld be transfering permanantly to there when it's done. if not, i wld change my blog's layout. have to change. i need to be rejuvenated. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95589842?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95589842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95589842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95589842' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95544841</id><published>2003-06-11T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T04:37:31.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. long time since the last time i've been here. and guess what.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;i'm 15 already!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yea. 15. wat does it mean? i dunno. i feel scared.. and unsure. oh dear. not gd to be confused on my bdae. hahaha. talking to christine now. she's asking me bout my ups n downs today. sigh. then thinking of the downs now. ahh. juz thinking of it.. makes tears come welling up in my eyes. feeling a bit silly now but still... hahahax. was really quite hurtful then. oh wells. i think i shall go cry watever sadness i felt then out later. so i wld be left with the sweet feel of happiness! heeee. ok i doubt it works tt way but yar. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for ur prezzies, cards and smses!!!! u ppl made me &lt;b&gt;smile :).&lt;/b&gt; i wld like to thank.... *takes a deep breath*[not in order of watever heh] the sexy ix(ta, gen, xl, claire, km)!, jacq, beatrice, yunshan, trina, diana ong, nuanting, prissy, jor, ade, pam, emily and you!!! yes the list goes on. too lazy to add. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heys did anybody send me a card? n didnt write ur name? it's this gigaNtic black card saying 'this is ur last bdae; for this yr etc'. doubt i wld find out who u r. anyway if u do read this, thanks loads :). yea it's really sweet hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wld sign gbks later in the night. if i have time. sorry for neglecting everyone!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu ilu ilu loads : ) *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95544841?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95544841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95544841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95544841' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95155335</id><published>2003-06-01T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T08:55:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap hui lin slap hui lin slap hui liN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid stupid gal. so stupid!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. and ur bro thinks tt all is fine. in tt way. but nooo! cuz ur the willing one! AHH!!!! stupid stupid huilin. slap me slap me slap me!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur trying to give a neutral position. trying to seem like "uh anything lor" but aHH!!! u stupid gal i noe wat ur thinking inside! u stupid willing gal!!! stupid stupid hui lin!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. its going to be one of those days... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95155335?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95155335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95155335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95155335' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95121485</id><published>2003-05-31T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T08:10:45.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People whom I truely admire and look up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Lee Kuan Yew&lt;br /&gt;2)Dad.&lt;br /&gt;3)My bro!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4)MICHELLE LAI!!!!!!!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95121485?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95121485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95121485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95121485' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95121441</id><published>2003-05-31T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T08:09:17.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okieee! uploaded the pics i took during the hcjc play :)! the links r there. used imagestation instead. maybe i wld transfer all the images frm yahoo to image station. see how first. if i do i wld do tt after my tests :):). aHH! have so many things planned after tests! cant wait!! and AHHH havent studied a damn yet!!! n it's 10:55pm now. hohoho. m i screwed or m i screwed. hOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the play was FAntAsstic!!!!!!!!!!!! :). and michelle lai was SO CHIO! sigh. :):). i really worship her lor i think. i cldnt tok when i saw her. oh sheesh. was tongue-tied. Oh sheESH. it was comparable to me meeting.. brad pitt. OH SHEESH. as u can see i so totally idolise her. u shld too. HAHAHA ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh the actors were so pro can! excluding maybe 2 of them. one totally cannot make it.. ok i'm being mean..... and the other is ok lar. it juz happens tt they pale in comparison to THE REST! :D aHH! love the policeman mans. he's so gOod! yea man! and i realised tt he's quite gd looking... HAHAHA. but seriously, his acting was damn gd. argubly e best among the rest. on sec tot no lar. everyone is gd in their own ways. sigh if i enter hcjc, i wanna join their elddfs ^_^. yes. it's elddFs. i dunno wat the "f" is for tho. aHH! i'm feeling so inspired! wanna go hc's elddfs!! YESS!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. dont b mistaken. i'm not les. at least towards michelle lai. i dont like her in tt way.... but i love her! :D hahaha. ok watever lar. but really, u shld too :) lalalalalaaaaaaaa =^_^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95121441?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95121441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95121441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95121441' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95070687</id><published>2003-05-30T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:20:08.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at hme now! ok it's quite duh but anyway. chinese was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt; lar. everyone got 6 pieces of zuo wen zhi. by the end of the test, everyone either used up all the 6 pieces of paper, or they called for more. and for me? me? i had&lt;i&gt; 2 pieces of paper left.&lt;/i&gt;oh boy oh boy. but it's the &lt;b&gt;quALITY&lt;/b&gt; tt matters right? not the &lt;b&gt;QUANTITY &lt;/b&gt;righT?? heh.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss was ok lar. at least i dint bother revising for the singapore part today. wld juz kill myself. lala. it was ok lar. think it's better than chinese. oh wells :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for the play later :D:D! haha i'm getting all excited. *bisshh* stupid me. going to meet the rest at abt... 5pm. then go eat dinner then take BUS &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the way to tchs. aint we so smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95070687?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95070687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95070687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95070687' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95025798</id><published>2003-05-28T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:31:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh think i will go online once every 2 days :D. not inclusive of sats n suns tho. heee. will go online most prob on tues n thurs. and then i will go online everyday again :D. unless i found smthing more exciting to occupy my life with ;). heh heh. take care ppl and dont study till ur brain bursts. dont want brain goo all over my &lt;i&gt;donna karen&lt;/i&gt; blouse. heh. oh great i'm feeling so sadistic now. muahahahaaaaa. gbk signing will be after exams! take care :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OH!! going for HCJC play tmr!!! after the test. yea :p. it will be at tchs. oh wells. michelle lai :):):)!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95025798?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95025798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95025798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95025798' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-95025711</id><published>2003-05-28T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:26:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>announcement. *clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;mid yr officially begins today!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;and math sucked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaboration is not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea mans. heh. aHH! n i &lt;b&gt;didnt go online ytd &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! o mans. isnt it amazing??? i'm so darn proud of myself :) :p. i'm easily satisfied heh heh. oh hell going to pia like hell today. and the day after. etc etc. grrr for those ppl in my class who r freaking out.... juz to let u noe.. i havent touch a damn thing. other than math. which was just tested today :P. n i havent touched ss. at all. yes. not UR definition of "not touch"-which-means-i-havent-swallow-the-book-yet. yesh. so dont b so... &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;whatever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yeps. said my peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;peace.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-95025711?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95025711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/95025711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95025711' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94826813</id><published>2003-05-24T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T07:02:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AnimeAsianGirl/1042417510_iz2mystery.jpg" border="0" alt="mystery"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/AnimeAsianGirl/quizzes/What%20Kanji%20word%20best%20suits%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kanji word best suits you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been signing gbks. sorry. damn my fcking bro lar. he fcking hell sucks big time like shit. get lost u idiotic spastic freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94826813?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94826813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94826813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94826813' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94737422</id><published>2003-05-22T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T07:11:15.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first she asked me for trackpants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sHe asked me for pe shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then She asked me for slEEping bag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shE asked me for torchlight.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao issit ME or THEM who is going for camp??? hello lor. oh mans.. if another person calls.... *SLAP SLAP!!* wah gonna go nuts mans. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94737422?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94737422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94737422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94737422' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94733663</id><published>2003-05-22T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T05:29:33.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+stuck on u+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be wishing you will call me on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Say you want me back&lt;br /&gt;But you never do&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a fool&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can..&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;What am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still breaking&lt;br /&gt;I miss you even more&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;The way I could be for&lt;br /&gt;I hate you but I love you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking of you (last time x2)&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94733663?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94733663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94733663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94733663' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94727961</id><published>2003-05-22T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T01:32:56.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/VampireHuntressD/1052374575_atecyclops.JPG" border="0" alt="cyclops"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your ideal mate is Cyclops.  He's handsome, has&lt;br&gt;nice hair, and has a cute smile.  But he is&lt;br&gt;also a tad bit annoying, overprotective, and&lt;br&gt;jumps to conclusions ("We were just&lt;br&gt;talking!!").  Though his shortcomings may&lt;br&gt;be a bit much, don't let that throw you off.&lt;br&gt;He knows how a lady is to be treated and is one&lt;br&gt;you can grow old with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/VampireHuntressD/quizzes/Who%20Is%20Your%20Ideal%20X-Men%202%20Mate%3F%20(ladies%20only)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who Is Your Ideal X-Men 2 Mate? (ladies only)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! wld prefer iceman tho :) nightcrawler's gd too!! (in the cartoon tt is) and wolverine not bad too... in the movie tt is. heh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh i came up with "the definition of blog" myself! ta said it was gd! yea mans! haha okok.... getting ego here... :p and i noe most of ur english is much better than me so yea. ignore my mistakes :p. heh. tried to sound pro but buay pro. oh wells. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94727961?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94727961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94727961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94727961' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94727584</id><published>2003-05-22T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T01:18:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;+complicated+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definition of "blog" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;[for official purposes]&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An online diary in cyberspace where one can write whatever he/she wants to and usually his/her deepest darkest secrets and true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definition of "blog" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;[the unspoken law]&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An online webpage where one has to write politically correct fabrications. Writing politically incorrect fabrications can lead to a debate usually held in a forum[in laymen's language: an online guestbook] and in human conversations. This online webpage can also be used to one's advantage by creating a personality used to mislead people by playing on their human nature and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely, aint it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94727584?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94727584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94727584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94727584' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94691605</id><published>2003-05-21T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T09:14:32.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly realised smthing. i'm a very cynical person. okok not that i JUST realised that but.. oh wells. first time writing it here? haha. i'm not skeptical.. more of cynical. and i, for one, wld &lt;b&gt;rather be a cynic than a believer.&lt;/b&gt; disgusted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so damn sad. it's all gone.. juz like that. wat a waste. i cld be one of them.. had they retained their original form. oh wells. tt's the world. maybe fate. but fate is only the pack of cards handed out to u.. and wat matters is how u play the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells ranting incoherantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u cant blame me for being cynical. in fact.. nothing cld be blamed. lets juz say it's cause-and-effect. sigh. *shrugs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i repeat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wld rather be a &lt;u&gt;cynic&lt;/u&gt; than a &lt;i&gt;believer&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down with those idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94691605?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94691605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94691605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94691605' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94630476</id><published>2003-05-20T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T05:56:17.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took the stuff frm mok's blog.. hahahaha she was saying today tt maybe we shld marry acsi peeps. cuz they hate chinese and so do we. n we wld be living in such a great environment. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an RGS babe! Considered too blunt and quick-&lt;br&gt;witted to be a demure lady, there are still&lt;br&gt;existing species who like the new Miss&lt;br&gt;Independent! 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LOL. shall tell sally if i rmb :). and aHH beatrice juz bought SWEETS!! yea man! can eat during class again.. n can finally kope frm her. hohoho revenge time....................... *evil cackle* ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94629531?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94629531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94629531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94629531' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94577295</id><published>2003-05-19T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T05:39:31.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we stayed back to do math! heeee. with mainly gen and ta. xin ling came n left. claire juz looked at us. heh. and congrats to teri &amp; karm for the speech thing! :) okok and to everyone else as well ;p. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later after gen left, i was telling ta bout pam. bout her great organising n ahH the stReSs! haha. then we decided to follow suit and started to plan our timetable. and AHHHH i need at least SEVENTEEN hours for chinese!!!!!!!! am i dead or am i dead? heh. got so damn freaked out. and then plus i have loadsa stuff to do.. (watching the matrix is one of them HEH :p) and blah blah. NO TIME! grrrr. oh wells. tt's the life of a st nix gal ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BAAH heres the stupid part. it was quite late when i reached hme. bout 7:30pm. and as i was walking at the pavement, from afar i cld make out a dark figure moving towards me(yes i wasnt wearing my specs). and i was like hmmmmmmx *thinks wildly*. and then as we got closer, the figure was walking in a weird manner. n i got even more freaked out. and so as i got closer n closer, i prayed hard tt it's juz my imagination n i wld get past this calamity safe n sound. and to my horror, as the dist shortened, she started walking more into my path of direction! and i was DAMN FREAKED OUT. like uh oh? as i held my breath n tried to walk quickly past watever-it-is, it suddenly STEPPED in front of me and TOUCH me. i almost jumped ok! n then tt watever said in chinese.. "do u noe how to get to ___ ?" and i was like. PHEW. tot she was a ghost can. i tried to keep composed. hopefully she dint notice me being a bit distracted and freaked out. oh wells. :p heh stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall go n continue to plan my time and totally freak myself out. happy studying ppl ;p!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94577295?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94577295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94577295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94577295' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94539649</id><published>2003-05-18T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T09:16:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. and so tt person called. n i picked it up. and had a conversation. asked me to help to write a pro excuse letter :p. HAHAhaaaaaaa..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked me to go n watch (issit a parade?) or smthing. sigh. apparantly it's an impt event. n apparantly even if i sneak in, no one wld say anything cuz tt person has a high position there. oh watever lar. *slap slap* n kept bugging me for the name. and i said it! HAHA. stupid me. hope tt idiot doesnt go n research. if not my reputation is&lt;i&gt; ruined.&lt;/i&gt; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought it wldnt. but it did. ugh. juz stop will u? makes life so much simpler. forgotten bout ur existance till she asked me bout it. then i remembered. and then came the phone call today. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94539649?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94539649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94539649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94539649' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94497911</id><published>2003-05-17T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T07:07:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm jealous. i dunno y. nono not bout that. smthing else. anyway u all wldnt noe. so dont bother guessing. hahaHA :p. i hate it when i get jealous. it's so irrational. sigh. i'm too concerned with self. evil evil thoughts. but really lor. i feel it's quite bad of her to say such stuff to me. ok she might be joking. but even then. when u say it like a few times, it's not funny anymore. she wld nvr noe. oh wells. sigh. nono. no sigh. oh watever. shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap me slap me slap me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt sounds so sado. gross. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94497911?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94497911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94497911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94497911' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94497265</id><published>2003-05-17T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T06:39:39.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh.. i have an announcement to make.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3pt&gt;LD SCRIPTBOOKS on SALE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a &lt;i&gt;cheap cheap&lt;/i&gt; price of.............&lt;br /&gt;15 bucks per book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book frm me while stocks lasts!! hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ppl plz be kind k?? buy frm me! sigh i really do want my 100 bucks back.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94497265?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94497265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94497265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94497265' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94490553</id><published>2003-05-17T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T00:40:49.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>signing gbks later. or sm other day. heh. sorry ppl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94490553?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94490553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94490553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94490553' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94490498</id><published>2003-05-17T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T00:39:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz came hme frm oral. oh wells. crapped. doesnt matter lar. juz a mock exam. heeheee. at the most fail lor. sigh :p. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ld ytd. it was.. ok. oh watever lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world is such a political world. everything has to be "politically correct". if ur politically "incorrect" ur so dead. such a hypocritical world. they ask us for our opinions, but we have to say the "politically correct" stuff. which is not the truth. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahHH! i'm sosososo bi tt i cant stand it. URGH. wanna be straight. 100 and 1 % straight. oh wells. i'm crooked. half crooked tt is :p. Haha.. somebody save me :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint blogging often nowadays. at least for now. dont have the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an itsy bitsy teenie weeny yellow polka dot bikini lalala ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i heard tt the matrix sucked. oh wells. hmmmx i want to watch the matrix reloaded, how to lose a guy in 10 days and a play (which michelle lai is starring in!!!) in tchs. sigh. hope i can get to watch them all. muz persuade my mom bout the play by.. this wed. oh wells :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sleepy. oh wells. bye my frens =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94490498?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94490498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94490498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94490498' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94252491</id><published>2003-05-13T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T00:50:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;i juz love this song.. ta can sing it real well! all my sexy babes r talented :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pop_a_lyrics.tripod.com/lyric/zhishaoz.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94252491?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94252491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94252491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94252491' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94252074</id><published>2003-05-13T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T00:32:56.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F C U K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok BREATHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to zhi shao zou de bi ni zao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen&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/3680596-94252074?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94252074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94252074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94252074' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94133266</id><published>2003-05-10T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T21:10:40.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="240"bgcolor="#e7e4e4"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Conscious self&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/images/9w8.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/images/9w8-mean.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://sminds.com"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hmmx quite accurate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94133266?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94133266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94133266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94133266' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94110658</id><published>2003-05-10T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T10:05:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you roll me&lt;br /&gt;control me, console me &lt;br /&gt;please hold me&lt;br /&gt;you guide me, divide me&lt;br /&gt;into oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="200" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" bordercolor="#000080"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=verdana&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am an imaginary number&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=8&gt;1i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;I don't really exist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;_&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=verdana&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/eyecanspy/numberquiz"&gt;what number are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/orsa"&gt;orsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took frm beatrice's blog. great. i dont exist! lovely. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94110658?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94110658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94110658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94110658' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94110418</id><published>2003-05-10T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T10:00:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1pt&gt;To start it off, I know you know me &lt;br /&gt;To come to think of it, &lt;i&gt;it was only last week &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I had a dream about us &lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm here, I'm writing this song &lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, you know I've been hurting all along &lt;br /&gt;Some way let me know you want me, girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you see me, what do you see? &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm a poor man and you're the queen &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, you're the only thing that I really need &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can't fight &lt;br /&gt;You're the first and last thing on my mind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know that these feelings won't end &lt;br /&gt;And they'll just get stronger if I see you again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, I'm tired of being friends &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know if you feel the same &lt;br /&gt;And, could you tell me, do you feel my pain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't leave me in doubt &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you see me, what do you see? &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm a poor man and you're the queen &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, you're the only thing that I really need &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can't fight &lt;br /&gt;You're the first and last thing on my mind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you home real quick, and sit you down on the couch &lt;br /&gt;Pour some Don Perignon and hit the lights out &lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make sweet love &lt;br /&gt;Then we'll take it nice and slow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna touch you like you've never known before &lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make love all night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna hold you till the morning light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can't fight &lt;br /&gt;You're the first and last thing on my mind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall &lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna surrender my soul.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94110418?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94110418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94110418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94110418' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94089288</id><published>2003-05-09T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T21:03:24.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1pt&gt;+ Nights On Broadway +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in the room full of strangers, &lt;br /&gt;Standing in the dark where your eyes couldn't see me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to follow you &lt;br /&gt;Though you didn't want me to. &lt;br /&gt;But that won't stop my lovin' you &lt;br /&gt;I can't stay away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them love songs, &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them straight to the heart songs. &lt;br /&gt;Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them sweet sounds &lt;br /&gt;To that crazy, crazy town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my place &lt;br /&gt;There are so many others &lt;br /&gt;Standin' in the line; &lt;br /&gt;How long will they stand between us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to follow you &lt;br /&gt;Though you didn't want me to. &lt;br /&gt;But that won't stop my lovin' you &lt;br /&gt;I can't stay away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them love songs, &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them straight to the heart songs. &lt;br /&gt;Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them sweet sounds &lt;br /&gt;To that crazy, crazy town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait, &lt;br /&gt;even if it takes forever; &lt;br /&gt;I will wait, &lt;br /&gt;even if it takes a life time. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel inside &lt;br /&gt;You never ever left my side. &lt;br /&gt;Make it like it was before &lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes a life time, takes a life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them love songs, &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them straight to the heart songs. &lt;br /&gt;Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;Singin' them sweet sounds &lt;br /&gt;To that crazy, crazy town. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94089288?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94089288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94089288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94089288' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-94053460</id><published>2003-05-09T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T07:54:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1pt&gt;+all the things she said+&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1pt&gt;Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else so we can be free&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat an interesting day. eventful. hahaha. gd and bad and gd n bad. dunno wat to think of it. hahAHha. maybe it's becuz i am NOT suppoSed to think abt it. hahahaha. oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly.. was math. amazingly, i loved it today!! think it's partly cuz of soh's stomach. hahahaha. she's getting nicer n nicer! and finally confirmed her pregnancy. cuz she wore a maternity dress today! this explains the mysterious rapid expansion of her tummy. tot she was like gorging down food like siao. hahahaha. was sad when math ended. can u imagine how great math was today?! usually i wld be like cursing her to death(not tt today's an exception) but today! i actually cldnt bear to leave the class for assembly! lol. a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was assembly. AHH!!! the assemble item was damn gd! as in entertaining. hahahaha. well done grace! haha. x-men forever! li rong was good mans. lols. then we had a mini forum session of.. 10 minutes. dammit lor. i dint make my point clear enuff. wanna hit myself mans. nvm. me n pam r going to write into the forum n MAKE OUR POINT! MAKE OUR STAND! SHOW TT WE STAND FOR WAT WE BELIEVE! hohoho. we r going to get more ppl to support us. yea mans! hahaha. was damn fired up after assembly. was ready to go up n tok to the whole sch mans. but oh wells. it was not meant to be :p HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then english. ok lar. then chinese.okAAAyyy lar. then CHEM!! yay i did quite well! to me tt is haha. considering tt i really tot i wld fail. i tot i wld do better for physics than chem lor. now i'm sorta thinking the other way round :p haha.. oh wells. got a chop! finally :D. lol can u imagine a 15 yr old to be getting happy over a chop? haHAHhaa. i'm young at heart mahx ;p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ld. ldldld. roger made us play impromptu games today. fun lar i guess. but oh wells. then smthing happened. shant say wat it is. so horrid can? oh shit lor. now how?? ugh now we have to give an ans by the damn friday. dreaded friday. deaded friday. GRR. D-friday. watever lorx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy six tokked today. sigh. so sad.. ahh :(. nvm.. thank gawd i have u ppl. if not i think i wld not be able survive in this horrid world. we will get thru this together yea? whenever ur feeling down, i will be here for u guys :). yea mans! we rawk!! haha.. x) love u guys so much! wld be sad when we part in sec 4. nono dont let tt happen :(. ilu all LOADS!!!!!!!!!!!!! *hugs tiGHt* x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. 2.4 for sec 3 ld gals wld be on monday. shld be. and aH forgot to ask tian bout the jacket. shit. die. and nxt wk is a killer wk. and i mean it. kiLLER week. oh sigh.. but we wld get thru it somehow yea? somehow... someway *resigned smile*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1pt&gt;Fly me to the moon &lt;br /&gt;And let me play among the stars &lt;br /&gt;Let me see what Spring is like &lt;br /&gt;On Jupiter and Mars &lt;br /&gt;In other words, hold my hand &lt;br /&gt;In other words, darling, kiss me &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-94053460?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94053460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/94053460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94053460' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93996210</id><published>2003-05-08T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T08:54:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. i try to be optimistic. bt perhaps there's nothing to look forward to. they r all dreams.. dreams so sweet to me. so saddening when u realise... haix. oh well. perhaps i shld have a private diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1pt&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you need me&lt;br /&gt;call me&lt;br /&gt;no matter where you r&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;just call my name&lt;br /&gt;n i'd be there in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;on tt u can depend n nvr worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz rmb the words i told u &lt;br /&gt;the day i set u free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93996210?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93996210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93996210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93996210' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93930816</id><published>2003-05-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T08:13:02.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/Cycophant/1034645791_turesswiss.gif" border="0" alt="Switzerland"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Switzerland&lt;/b&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;A neutral power for as long as most can remember,&lt;br&gt;it has avoided war for several centuries.&lt;br&gt;However, it is still considered highly advanced&lt;br&gt;and a global power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Positives:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judicial.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutrality.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World-Renouned.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful without Force.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes Excellent Watches, Etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negatives:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target of Ridicule.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constant Struggle to Avoid Conflict.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target of Criminal Bank Accounts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Cycophant/quizzes/Which%20Country%20of%20the%20World%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Country of the World are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first try got china. then i accidentally erased the html coding. so i redid the test n got switz.. :p. hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93930816?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93930816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93930816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93930816' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93920415</id><published>2003-05-07T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T04:15:25.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think chem test sucked. so did physics. and oh hell ppl think tt physics wasnt tt bad lor. ok i'm so screwed. everybody think chem sucked. and the thing is. whenever they think the paper sucks, they score damn well for it, and i do damn badly for it. so when they think it is ok(physics) n i think it sucks, i am going to fail n they r going to get full marks or smthing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like watever lor. my class is so damn shitified. i dont trust them. as in.. when u ask them if they got study or not. for an exp, tmr's bio test. and u come to class n like sorta complain like "die die die i havent study bio yet! how to study finish!" and then they wld eagerly nod n join the convo: "yes!! same here!! havent even touch the bk yet!", n ur heart wld suddenly lift up n u wld be like: "really?? thank gawd. tot i was the only one", and they wld then continue: "yar! i only read thru everything ytd. tt's all i did.". and then ur heart wld sink.. sink.... sINK. wth. n u mean it lor. as in u REALLY dint TOUCH a single page.. not to even say SMELL the page. like WATEVER. i tell u their definition of "stidy finish" is to liquidfy the bk and suck it up like Galactus into their stomach. sucks lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they r either untrustable cuz they dont tell the truth as they r competitive, or they juz have a diff definition of "study". oh who cares. watever the case, they r unRELIABLE sources. tt's y i nvr get my hopes up high whenever they say they havent study :P. but there r a few of them whom i can trust. tt they mean wat they say. literally. sigh watever. dunno how the hell did i get into this damn class anyway. sucks like shit lar. watever........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93920415?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93920415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93920415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93920415' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93858743</id><published>2003-05-06T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T05:47:33.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wth. i juz picked up the phone and it was some woman asking for my dad. and she turns out to be lee wei ling. lee kuan yew's daughter in case u dint noe.. sigh. n now my dad's stressed up again. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE i cant find the ppt!!! this is BAD BAD BAD. oh plz may i find it *crosses fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93858743?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93858743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93858743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93858743' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93852555</id><published>2003-05-06T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T02:31:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>go see epebble. and the values education thingie tt wong told the sch to go n post on the online forum if they have any queries bout the catholic faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very smart of the sch i must say. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93852555?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93852555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93852555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93852555' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93808329</id><published>2003-05-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T09:41:22.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz studied finish chem. my brain's alive.. but my body's succumbing to fatigue. shucks. my eyes r going against me. but i don wana go lie down on the bed. for i'm afraid i wld not be able to sleep. oh well. watever lar haha. ah [lighthouse family - high] &amp; [five for fighting - superman] r damn addictive. *growls* haha. shall stop here for tonite. good night world.. as the blanket of shadows cover us and we drift to an alternate reality.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be me\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in love with love? haha. how delusional u r hui lin. i wonder... ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93808329?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93808329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93808329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93808329' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93741371</id><published>2003-05-04T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T03:41:44.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i can cry lor. i really want to go for slc!!! AHHHH :(. sigh. &lt;s&gt;i wldnt mind not being included in syf lor..&lt;/s&gt; sigh. my only chance is gone. oh well. life sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93741371?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93741371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93741371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93741371' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93737098</id><published>2003-05-03T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T22:54:59.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz uploaded the pics i took ytd when mok, xinling n joce were at my hse. if u 3 happened to read this.. n if u want the pics, tell me n i send to u k? haha. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93737098?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93737098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93737098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93737098' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93708269</id><published>2003-05-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T08:48:51.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and ahh karm. juz saw ur entry in my gbk. nope. i mean. i was extremely cheerful. then now everybody's depression is getting to me too. hahaha. everyone arnd me is like depressed. oh dear. i'm like a mood ring? changing to suit the environment. hahaha. anyway really take care k? ilu loads. take care :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93708269?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93708269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93708269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93708269' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93707678</id><published>2003-05-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T08:35:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey &lt;font size=3 pt&gt;&lt;b&gt;karmun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;! i cant type into ur gbk again cuz i juz signed. so i will type it here. hope u see it ;p. ahh dont be so sad. yea.. a mask. masked we all r. hmmx. u really do seemed troubled. if u need me, call me. no matter where you r, no matter how far don't worry baby. juz call out my name, n i'd b there in a hurry, so dont u worry :). it's frm ain't no mountain higher haha. n i really mean it. so yea :). if u need a listening ear, juz find me k? always here for u. take care my dear *HUGS* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93707678?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93707678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93707678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93707678' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93707056</id><published>2003-05-03T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T08:20:15.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+a spoonful of sugar x)+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh!! i typed smthing and it all got erased halfway! aHH!! but somehow i dont feel very pissed. i'm fine already! becuz... a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down! in the most delightful waaaay! lalalalala :) hahahaha i'm smiling right now. oh gawd i must be insane. therefore u can see how high i am. lalalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaa x) shant retype watever i wrote juz now.hahahaha. shall leave it at this. there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93707056?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93707056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93707056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93707056' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93601304</id><published>2003-05-01T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T09:12:22.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want gambit!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he's appearing in X-Men 3. hmmx. who wld they get as gambit? brad pitt? hopefully. and plz make rogue fly. or she's damn disgustingly useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93601304?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93601304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93601304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93601304' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93532785</id><published>2003-04-30T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T07:38:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/classic/1038894909_CWINDOWSDESKTOP06.jpg" border="0" alt="things"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are "With you". You are a very deep&lt;br&gt;thinker and always seem to be busy in your own&lt;br&gt;little world. You have so much to give to the&lt;br&gt;world but you're all wrapped up with&lt;br&gt;contemplating the unknown. Although you may not&lt;br&gt;find the answers to life. You will definitely&lt;br&gt;find that special someone to stand by your side&lt;br&gt;and keep you company. You should come out of&lt;br&gt;you shell once in a while and not deprive the&lt;br&gt;world of your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/classic/quizzes/What%20Avril%20Lavigne%20song%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Avril Lavigne song are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched x men 2 today! I LURVEEE IT!!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today rawked n sucked too. anyway.. if it didnt suck, then it wldnt be able to rock right? ahh watever lar. lovely day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell forgot to bring back TYS for amath. sux. ok shall rely on my amath txtbk. *shrugs*. i still have a bad impression of soh. hagrid is.. okaaaaay lar. she gained some points. but i still think her lesson's damn boring. haha. i dint trust her at first(still dont really) cuz of her eyes i think. where's the sincerity?!! but oh wells. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. cyclops is shuai! rogue is damn chio! so is storm! jean gray is not bad lar. her hair can b improved haha. love nightcrawler!!! for his abilities n character that is :p. and mystique! tho she's evil.. but i love her powers can. and the actress is really a sex bomb haha. iceman is DAMN shuai. okok i'm exaggerating. he's..... quite shuai :p. still got who ah.. oh yes lady deathstrike. deadly but lovely. oh wells. kelly hu acted her wat. magneto's too frail. he shld be more muscular n not so shrivelled up. ahahaha. gandalf n magneto dont click u noe :p. professor x is fantastic! love him :). wolverine's so masculine..hunky HAHA :p. aHH where's my gambit?? and i want my powerful flying rogue!!!!! she sucks now lor. lousy like hell. i want her flying :D. ahahaha. love them all. &lt;b&gt;love x-men. love it!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93532785?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93532785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93532785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93532785' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93466130</id><published>2003-04-29T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T07:16:32.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034174795_ghtcraller.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;NightCrawler~&lt;br /&gt;Raised in a traveling circus, German-born Kurt&lt;br&gt;Wagner learned that his mutant abilities were a&lt;br&gt;gift to be celebrated. Since joining the X-Men,&lt;br&gt;Nightcrawler has changed costumes, switched&lt;br&gt;teams and even shifted his life's focus: He now&lt;br&gt;dedicates himself to a higher calling as a&lt;br&gt;priest in training. Nightcrawler may look like&lt;br&gt;a blue-skinned demon, but this swashbuckler is&lt;br&gt;one of mutantkind's guardian angels -- using&lt;br&gt;his amazing agility and power of teleportation&lt;br&gt;to fight the forces of bigotry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ravenlocke/quizzes/What_Marvel_Hero_Are_You/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What_Marvel_Hero_Are_You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool! like him :D haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93466130?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93466130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93466130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93466130' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93464731</id><published>2003-04-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T06:49:45.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got 56/100(going to minus 2 more marks cuz she marked wrongly) for chinese test and 6/20 for a-math class test. HAHAHA. aint i a genius? sometimes i'm so smart i just hate myself :(. sigh. getting depressed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i do badly.. when i recieve my paper, i usually start laughing. usually in amusement n disbelief. like wow. i failed. haha.  and then.. after a while.. i wld stop laughing. then i wld feel numb. n then the reality finally registers in my brain. and then i start to get depressed. n quiet. and then i wld either cry.. if i think abt it, or i wld try to think of smthing else n try not to cry. almost cried today. hahaha. teared twice. once after sch and once at hme. and it's always cuz of chinese. ahaha. shant tok bout it. dont want u all to get irritated with me. but oh hell. this is my blog. who cares if u all get irritated by me whinning all day bout chinese chinese chinese. yea. why shld i care? like gen said, y do ppl base their actions on others?? why shld we care?? but i do care... it's so human. such humane characteristics. disgusting. totally turn off. oh watever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone juz slap my face. slap it. slap it again n again n again. maybe i wld wake up. maybe i wld be happier. maybe........ ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bang my head against the ground. again and again and again. maybe..... ..... u might nvr noe. and i wld like my head to be banged against the earth. love the feel of nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i die, i wld want my ashes to be scattered all over. with the wind, over the sea, on the soil. everywhere. ahhh. love the feeling of detachment......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93464731?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93464731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93464731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93464731' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93390345</id><published>2003-04-28T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T02:59:10.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baaaahhh i hate acs guys. such damn gd looking bastards. oh wells. lol. and it's all cuz of CLAIRE!! dammit claire. dont show me pics again k. hahaha. oh yar. she wont read this anyway. blog is off limits for her. *shrugs*. oh well. haha. shall tell her later. *growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i'm so confused. hahaha. there r like... 4?? oh hell. lol. i need to soak my brain in alcohol. sterilise it. make it all fresh new n clean. i need to start again. innocent. happy. carefree. impressionable. but yet again wat i'm doing is juz numbing everything. or maybe i shld juz let it expand n burst. haha. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody just shoot me. sigh. i'm smiling and sighing. not out of contentment. but.. i dunno. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting more n more of a sadist nowadays. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh feeling gd again. music works wonders. so does the mind :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93390345?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93390345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93390345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93390345' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93288574</id><published>2003-04-26T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T02:20:04.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz played table tennis with the wall. heh. anyway. yahoo's working again.&lt;font size=3pt&gt; BUT note plz. u r only seeing the screen shot of the pic. meaning, it's the lousier version. but if u want to see the better version of the screen shot, u have to either log in to yahoo, or u ask me to send u the pic. yeps. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93288574?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93288574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93288574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93288574' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93287634</id><published>2003-04-26T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T01:32:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrrrrr yahoo aint working!! :(. it was when i was loading n editing the stuff. and NOW when it's all done up, it's not working again. ahhhhh horrible :(:(:(. sigh. sian with it liao.. shall go play table tennis with the wall... or smthing.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93287634?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93287634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93287634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93287634' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93286232</id><published>2003-04-26T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T00:38:57.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(*±*) Taxation without representation is poobah says:&lt;br /&gt;oi&lt;br /&gt;(*±*) Taxation without representation is poobah says:&lt;br /&gt;u are suppose to dedicate a blog entry to me!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;to.be.only.urs.I.pray.                                ||ain't no valLey low enuff to keep me frm U||[ilu*] says:&lt;br /&gt;OOHHH&lt;br /&gt;to.be.only.urs.I.pray.                                ||ain't no valLey low enuff to keep me frm U||[ilu*] says:&lt;br /&gt;oopssss&lt;br /&gt;to.be.only.urs.I.pray.                                ||ain't no valLey low enuff to keep me frm U||[ilu*] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;to.be.only.urs.I.pray.                                ||ain't no valLey low enuff to keep me frm U||[ilu*] says:&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall now  &lt;br /&gt;(*±*) Taxation without representation is poobah says:&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYEEESSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;(*±*) Taxation without representation is poobah says:&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSS oh yes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(*±*) Taxation without representation is poobah says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's xin ling. yes. 'nuff said. waahahahaha :p. happy now, my adopted daughter? ;) ahhahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93286232?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93286232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93286232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93286232' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93285936</id><published>2003-04-26T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T00:28:30.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all the pics r loaded up! yeah man! go see. n u might see ur face somewhere in there ;). ahhh a sense of satisfaction... havent taken enuff photos tho. shall bring cam again soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was soOOOOOOO fun!!! so happy! lalalalalala. ahh my arms n legs n abdomen are aching. sigh. owing so many prezzies. this is BAD. and AHH suddenly the link to my pics aint working again! grrr. shall check it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93285936?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93285936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93285936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93285936' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93242483</id><published>2003-04-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T08:05:58.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz loaded half of the pics. loaded class ones. ld ones will come tmr. sigh. bro wanna use. sad sad. ok ppl. those who wanna go see ur pics(class) go to the link on the Navigation there. :) description for the pics wld come later. tata :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93242483?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93242483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93242483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93242483' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93100065</id><published>2003-04-23T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T01:01:57.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever loved someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever? Or fell for your best friend in the entire world and watch him fall for someone else? Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection is too hard to handle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tell lies when we are afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of what we don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of what others might think..&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of what would be found out about us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime we tell a lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing we fear grows stronger.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Don't be a person who has to look back&lt;br /&gt;And wonder what they would have&lt;br /&gt;Or could have..&lt;br /&gt;No one waits forever....||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax. yea. took this frm the FF8 wallpaper tt i got frm an email. the wallpapers r damn nice. and ahh they r so sweet. dammit haha. aHHH Rinoa is just tooo chio and Squall is just too shuaai! grrrr. wat an unfair world :p. heh heh. and i still havent complete my ff8 game (ooopsss). i'm at the very last level n everyone's level 100 n i have everything and m outside tt witch;s castle BUT i juz havent got down to completing it.. n i have this bad feeling tt my game's eraSed :p. oh well. my fault lar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No wind, no rain, &lt;br /&gt;Can stop me, babe &lt;br /&gt;If you're my goal &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventful enuff day today. nvm. shant rant bout it. shall go study now. tata ppl :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93100065?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93100065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93100065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93100065' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93046419</id><published>2003-04-22T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T07:11:12.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no chap 7 in tys. dammit. it suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i HAVE to go to wong's page :( sheesh. ok lemme look thru tys again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93046419?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93046419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93046419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93046419' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-93040851</id><published>2003-04-22T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T04:59:42.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time now's 8pm. juz came hme frm tuition. plan for tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8-8:30pm] dinner&lt;br /&gt;[8:30-9pm] math hw&lt;br /&gt;[9-9:40pm] study and prac math chap 3.&lt;br /&gt;[9:40-10:40pm] study and prac math chap 7&lt;br /&gt;[10:40-11:40pm] study at least chap 10 and 11(half) of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the time allowance is in case i delay n drag. n to go online. heh. shld sleep at 12:30am. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall eat dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;miss ya! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-93040851?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93040851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/93040851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93040851' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92934705</id><published>2003-04-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T09:04:51.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you need me, call me. &lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are, no matter how far. &lt;br /&gt;Just call my name. I'll be there in a hurry. &lt;br /&gt;On that you can depend and never worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wind, (No wind) no rain, (no rain)&lt;br /&gt;Nor winter's cold&lt;br /&gt;Can stop me, babe (oh, babe) baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;If you're my goal&lt;br /&gt;No wind, no rain,&lt;br /&gt;Can stop me, babe&lt;br /&gt;If you're my goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know you must follow the sun wherever it leads&lt;br /&gt;But remember If you should fall short of your desires&lt;br /&gt;Remember life holds for you one guarantee&lt;br /&gt;You'll always have me&lt;br /&gt;And if you should miss my love&lt;br /&gt;One of these days&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever miss the arms&lt;br /&gt;That used to hold you so close, or the lips&lt;br /&gt;That used to touch yours so tender&lt;br /&gt;Just remember what I told you&lt;br /&gt;The day I set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough &lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wild enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough &lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wild enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can keep me&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sad smile* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92934705?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92934705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92934705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92934705' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92932869</id><published>2003-04-20T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T08:18:48.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. nvm. no point regretting or anything right? hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be happy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92932869?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92932869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92932869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92932869' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92932781</id><published>2003-04-20T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T08:16:38.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so. was it a mistake? haha. i chose my path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only myself to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92932781?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92932781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92932781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92932781' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92927297</id><published>2003-04-20T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T04:58:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rmb wat i told u ytd? i wld like to alter it. yes, i have learnt smthing, but the liking's still there. strong. yea, i guess i still do like u alot. tho i realised those stuff i told u. sigh. n ur not online. want to tok to u badly. i love you, u noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. looks like staying offline aint working. feel like banging my head against the wall. hahax.. nvm. it's a transition stage :p. i shall use facts to confort myself. HAHAHA. oh boy. now i'm smiling again :). lalala&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;y r u calling me? like uh we lost contact for so long. and suddenly u called me. n u have been calling me everyday frm then? cuz ur bored? go find ur other frens n tok lar! not as if we have alot to talk abt. sigh. i dont mind talking.. but i'm afraid. perhaps i wld even want to.. but no. dont want to regret. and yea nothing to talk abt anyway. so yea..&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;ugh not smiling again. but when i think of u, i start to smile once again. :) u work miracles u noe? hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92927297?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92927297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92927297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92927297' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92923680</id><published>2003-04-20T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T00:08:22.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a confession to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not comfortable when ppl tok bout religion. esp when they r talking bout their own religion, which is usually diff frm mine, and they keep on glorifying it. i get irritated sometimes. most of the time actually. or perhaps everytime. i juz decide to shut my mouth up instead. makes life much simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it esp when they can talk bout theirs so openly, and we r expected NOT to get offended. n when we talk bout ours, THEY wld get offended. openly offended. double standards. irritating short sighted gits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so plz. try not to tok to me bout these stuff. i wld in turn try not to talk to u all bout these stuff too. then we wld all be a happy family with nothing irritating us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmmx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92923680?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92923680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92923680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92923680' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92917172</id><published>2003-04-19T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T21:05:35.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;+to be only yours i pray+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There's a song that inside of my soul. &lt;br /&gt;It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;I'm awake in&lt;br /&gt;the infinite cold, but you sing to me over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;So I lay my head back down, &lt;br /&gt;and I lift my hands and pray to be only yours &lt;br /&gt;I pray to be only yours. &lt;br /&gt;I know now you're my&lt;br /&gt;only hope.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jacq's hse ytd. watched a walk to remember. aHHHHHHH it was so damn sweet :)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot it was a bimbo show n everything. ok perhaps it still is.. but not as bad as crossroads i think. but at least there's a plot and the so damn sweet guy :). oh mans. if i ever have such a bf, i will nvr want to leave him. sooooooo sweeet!!!!!! ahhhhh. my heart juz melts.. and he's quite gd looking too!! haha. and NO jacq, his forehead isnt too big :p. hee. ahh i teared in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite impressed with mandy moore. she's a very gd actress. not bad lar. she plays a very diff role. and ahhh "only hope" is such a nice and sweet song! sigh... wat a sweet dream :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sing to me the song of the stars. &lt;br /&gt;Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again. &lt;br /&gt;When it feels like my dreams are&lt;br /&gt;so far, sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you my destiny. &lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you all of me. &lt;br /&gt;I want your symphony. &lt;br /&gt;Singing in all that I am. &lt;br /&gt;At the top of my lungs,&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lay my head back down, &lt;br /&gt;and I lift my hands and pray to be only yours &lt;br /&gt;I pray to be only yours. &lt;br /&gt;I know now you're my&lt;br /&gt;only hope.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92917172?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92917172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92917172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92917172' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92834346</id><published>2003-04-18T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T05:58:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;my letter to you two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard bout how you have changed, i am deeply disappointed. extremely disappointed and upset. you were my gd fren in pri sch. you have changed so much till ur unrecognizable. the innocent you is gone. do you noe how hurt i am? where is your self respect? and dignity? u have disappointed me greatly. i can nvr look at you again straight. dammit, i feel like slapping you. and i would, if tt wld wake you up. dammit, i WLD slap you &lt;u&gt;again and again and again&lt;/u&gt; until you DO wake up. you disgust me. and ur my friend....... sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am shocked by wat you have done. i really want to reprimand you for agreeing to such a stupid thing. but wells.. at the same time, i'm full of respect for you. for ur doing smthing tt helps society. it's a very big sacrifice. I wldnt have done that. extremely big a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not for this, i'm sure you can be promoted to express. but instead, you chose the other path. the other path to endanger yourself and family. but.. it's always the other path that makes the difference. you have made a difference in ppl's lives. i'm grateful and yet upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do not call me. i dunno. it's not good. so please dont call me tonight. dont. i am sort of... happy that you trust me so much. too much. i'm afraid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy. i understand. it's not easy at all. i wldnt mind sharing ur burden.. if it wld lighten ur load and make ur life happier. in fact i wld want to. but... no. it's not right. i do not want to get too close to you as a friend. it's not gd. it wld complicate things up. i'm sorry. very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do hope tt you wld turn back and stop mixing with those ppl. stop ur damn smoking and ur damn disgusting attitude. i think it's inferiority complex. in lower pri.. you were outshined by yvette and hui ling. and in upp pri you were outshined by me and brianna. but this is not the way to go. why long for the damn attention? it's not worth it. it's so not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can juz cry now. among ur siblings, you had the brightest future. ur brothers were all damn screwed up. and now? you really do disappoint me. ur future destroyed, just like that. it's so damn sad. you had the choice. it's your life. you cld have gone the other way. but you didnt. fate is the cards that are given to you. but what matters is how you play the game. so wasted.. all destroyed.. sigh. choose the honest path. and have self respect please. dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you two really woke me up frm the bed of roses i was lying upon. totally disillusionised. it's so sad... so sad.... why? why this way? sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me&lt;br /&gt;your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92834346?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92834346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92834346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92834346' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92825538</id><published>2003-04-17T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T23:58:29.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now if you need me&lt;br /&gt;Call me&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry baby&lt;br /&gt;Just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause baby, there ain’t no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahHH bridget jones diary is lovely! i will watch it again the nxt time it shows LOL. okiee.. i feel like exercising!! i feel like.. playing badminton! hahahas. my arms aching frm ytd's pe. yeps. badminton. but oh wells. stupid msn aint working again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92825538?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92825538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92825538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92825538' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92821603</id><published>2003-04-17T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T22:14:36.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd i watched only a quarter of bridget jones. ahh so wasted. it's such a lovely show. AHHH i suddenly realised bridget jones's is showing NOW again. at 1pm. uh oh. ok i shall type this entry hahahahaha. watched a bit of the matrix. while watching it... my exclassmate called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked me whether can go to today's gathering at 11am. sigh. obviously my mom wldnt let me. so anyways. i chatted for bout... 4 and a half hrs? put down the phone at 12:45am. o mans. sigh. changed so much. poor guy. he shldnt have done tt k! tt silly fellow. sigh. but well.. contributing to society. *shrugs*. wat a damn great sacrifice. if i'm his mom i wld scold him like siao. playing with his life. sigh. but anyway. m shocked tt such things happen. and i noe such a person involved in it. ahh.. feeling sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm shocked tt a grp of students went to gang rape a teacher. inhuman animals!!!!!! I HATE IT. those grp of students deserve to die. and i mean it. stay in hell for eternity. damn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am shocked tt chin leng n the rest still behave so childishly haHAHaha! brings an amused smile on my face. and she's frm rgs ok. looks like the school doesnt reflect the level of maturity and true intelligence ;). LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. missed 12mins of bridget jones. i shall go now n watch. tata ppl! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92821603?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92821603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92821603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92821603' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92773071</id><published>2003-04-17T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T05:14:23.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaaaayyy today was great mans!! went out joycelyn and bought 2 sleeveless tops n 1 denim skirt!!! hahaha. super happy can. dint go orchard lar. went to AMk :p. ahaha. almost went to j8 but no time. oh well. *shrugs* was supposed to buy smthing else. but ahHHH. don have wat i want. so OH wells. :p. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today chua showed us 12 night vcd. part of it. AHH!!! DAMN NICE CAN x)! hee. viola is damn chio. n when she's cesario she's so damn shuai ahhH!!! ok lar.. a bit sissified lar :p haha. but well.. she has charm. if i'm olivia i wld have fallen in love with her too. ahaHAHaha. hmmx. sebastian also not too bad. orsino is OKAY lar. OH yes. and sir andrew. he's very shuai. resembles viola. hahaha. his silliness makes him more attractive ;p HAHAHA. okok. =p. malvolio is a disgusting old man and feste is not funny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i shall go now. my bro's gonna use the whole night. i shall have a movie marathon tonight!! shall watch Bridget jones diary now and later either charlie's angels or (if i still have) The matrix vcd. hoho. oh happy day =). ahh. looks like buying clothes can make one real happy. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiee. so yea. most likely wont be online. soo mmhmmx. shall sign gbks soon. luv ya k? if i aint online n u do want to tok to me.. email me or smthing :p. haha. niteee! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92773071?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92773071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92773071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92773071' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92715018</id><published>2003-04-16T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T07:02:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh life's finally getting more fun. lol. yay i love my seat! :D. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the &lt;i&gt;sexy&lt;/i&gt; six!! :(. must have a &lt;i&gt;sexy&lt;/i&gt; gathering soon. hahahaha. i say....... how bout a &lt;i&gt;sexy&lt;/i&gt; lunch date!!! :D. waahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sexy six&lt;/i&gt;.... &lt;b&gt;unite&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love, but it's over now&lt;br /&gt;It must have been good, but I lost it somehow&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love, but it's over now&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we touched till the time had run out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid used to sing it when she was arnd. *shrugs*. nite ppl and sweet dreams =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92715018?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92715018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92715018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92715018' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92656228</id><published>2003-04-15T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T08:54:09.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks guys for all the stuff u wrote in my gbk... yea. i'm fine liaos :). yea.. yea i noe it's not really my mum's fault lar. it's nobody's fault actually. it's just... _. ahh. shant tok bout this today. tok bout this some other day :p. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... surprisingly.. today dint turn out too bad after all! hahaha. b4 sch ended.. it was okaaaaay. lar. a bit sian. n watever. hahaha cant believe tt yu yan actually heard mok say 'shit' frm tt dist. lol =D. the fun part was after sch. when we discussed for our project ;p. hahaha. corny. the best things always happen during project work. *shrugs and laughs*. ah. i'm feeling rather anti social these few days. &gt;.&lt; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sometimes u get really protective of a fren? as in. u dont want to share her with others? feeling possessive? tt's a sucky feeling. cuz u feel damn upset. :(. yes karmun! i noe how u feel!!! :(. hahaha.. nvm. i shall stick to my style of no strings attached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:50pm. done most of my hw. shant do anymore. go to sch n see how. aHHHHH the presentation is TMR!!! aHH!!! have this BAD feeling. oh dear :S haha.. nvm. shall cultivate happy thots and stay happy. tt's quite easy actually. with you arnd =). hahaha. *mwahh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92656228?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92656228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92656228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92656228' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92575966</id><published>2003-04-14T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T04:19:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lucky i dint blogged 10 mins ago. if not this whole page wld be full of profanities. haha. sigh. i'm feeling damn trapped by my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 sars, she refused to let me go out. if there's no sars, and if i go out for an exp today.. i wld have to wait at least 3 wks later b4 going out. AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. ok. i'm starting to boil again. yes. boiling. lemme stay away frm the keyboard for a while and come back when i'm cooled down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. back. and juz now jacq ask me if can go out this sat. my mom said no. was totally expecting tt ans. but wat totally pissed me was when i asked her: when can i go out then? she then said: 2-3wks. at least. oh wtf. i dint go out b4 the sars hols for like 1-2 wks. and then cuz of bloody sars and the march hols... i havent gone out for like altogether.... 4-5 wks? and pluz now, tt stupid paranoid bitch wants me to stay in also cuz of sars and i wld have to tahan for altogether at least 7 wks altogether?!!!! it's like... 1 and a half months since i've been out? and most of the time i'm juz at home? facing the 4 walls and the bloody com? and of course not to forget, her face. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm back frm cooling down again. i'm no diff frm a prisoner. this is my cage. i noe y she is doing this. she gives excuses say.. it;s not safe to go out. not gd lar. got so much hw lar. scared u cannot cope lar. blah blah blah(even b4 SARS). but i noe tt the actual reason is cuz 1)yes. sars. she's DAMN paranoid bout it. think she's going crazy. 2) she's afraid tt i wld turn bad. wld turn into a dunno what.. those kinds tt always go out... dont study. juz stay at arcade and shopping centres all day long. esp at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth lor. i wont. n u noe wat? i'm just so damn tempted to make her fears come true. i want to make her regret. make her regret holding onto me too tightly. make her bloody hell regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i think again. i wont. u noe why? not becuz of her. but becuz i dont see y i have to waste my life over this stupid brainless woman. i'm not going to waste my future over HER. tt's the only thing tt's stopping me. cuz she is not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92575966?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92575966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92575966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92575966' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92519042</id><published>2003-04-12T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T23:09:04.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+story of a girl+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want. yet i dowan. to want or to not want. i do not noe wat i want. i want.. i want... i shant. clouded, my mind is. future, i see not. mixed, i am. oh sheesh. i'm speaking in lame lingo. crazy, i am! sheESH. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[This is the story of a girl &lt;br /&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world &lt;br /&gt;And while she looked so sad in photographs &lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love her when she smiles]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92519042?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92519042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92519042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92519042' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92510868</id><published>2003-04-12T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T19:34:42.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 page writeup on Understanding the Iraq War&lt;br /&gt;Bio essay on "Virus and Sars"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Read bio C&lt;/s&gt;hap 5 + 6&lt;br /&gt;Do bio worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Read thru chem notes&lt;br /&gt;Do the many chem worksheets :p&lt;br /&gt;1 jian bao frm march hols (not planning to do yet)&lt;br /&gt;1 zhou ji frm march hols (also not planning to do yet)&lt;br /&gt;1 zhuo ji on iraq&lt;br /&gt;1 zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write el persuasive speech&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EL Task 1 journal on sars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 2 graphic org on compare &amp; contrast broadcasting mthds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall try to do the ones bolded by today. the rest can wait :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92510868?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92510868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92510868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92510868' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92492945</id><published>2003-04-12T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T11:04:55.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog hopping abit. and ahH!!! everybody has done more hw than me!!!! ahh. &lt;s&gt;so screwed&lt;/s&gt; :S. *looks arnd for somemore* aHHH! this is really very bad :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92492945?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92492945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92492945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92492945' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92486874</id><published>2003-04-12T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T10:55:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 page writeup on Understanding the Iraq War&lt;br /&gt;Bio essay on "Virus and Sars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Read bio C&lt;/s&gt;hap 5 + 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Do bio exercises at the end of chapter on writing paper&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do bio worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Read thru chem notes&lt;br /&gt;Do the &lt;s&gt;many :p&lt;/s&gt; chem worksheets&lt;br /&gt;2 jian bao &lt;br /&gt;2 zhuo ji&lt;br /&gt;1 zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;EL Comprehension (the stupid polar bear..)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write el persuasive speech&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 1 journal on sars&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 2 graphic org on compare &amp; contrast broadcasting mthds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated the list of hw. erased those tt had been long striked out frm my list. doesnt seem to be getting any shorter :(. feeling damn terrible now. sigh. i really hope i dont go for the damn tuition tmr. heck. i shall slog till 4am. hopefully my mom notices n allow me to skip tuition. if she dont... oh wells. then i go for tuition at 9:30am lor :(. wat a sad, demoralising day. i'm feeling damn screwed up. ahhhh where r u when i need u :(. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue to slog................................ :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[note: time now's 2am actually. but i dowan to copy n paste the hw list again. waste space. so juz edit this entry. hee. not tired leh. amazingly. the more i piah, the more awake i get. yay :) prob is. i dont feel like doing work :p]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92486874?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92486874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92486874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92486874' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92469501</id><published>2003-04-11T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T21:51:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Bolshevik dictatorship in Russia&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Stalin's Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Read hist txtbk (chap 2.3)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 page writeup on Understanding the Iraq War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revise SS Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;SS Structured Essay&lt;br /&gt;Read SS Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;Read thru the &lt;s&gt;damn long&lt;/s&gt; SS notes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;A-maths Chap 4&lt;br /&gt;E-Math Chap 7a,b,c&lt;br /&gt;Math Coursework&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio essay on "Virus and Sars"&lt;br /&gt;Read bio Chap 5 + 6&lt;br /&gt;Do bio exercises at the end of chapter on writing paper&lt;br /&gt;Do bio worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Read thru chem notes&lt;br /&gt;Do the &lt;s&gt;many :p&lt;/s&gt; chem worksheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Twelfth Night: Read Act 2, Scene 1-3&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 1, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 2, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 3, ans qns A-R&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 jian bao &lt;br /&gt;2 zhuo ji&lt;br /&gt;1 zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;EL Comprehension (the stupid polar bear..)&lt;br /&gt;Write el persuasive speech&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 1 journal on sars&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 2 graphic org on compare &amp; contrast broadcasting mthds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed up till 4am ytd to do. so happy to find out tt ta was awake piahing too!! :D:D:D. heeeeee. ah. not gd. i took one whole day n nite juz to do lit. wasted too much time on it. sigh. okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;[plan for today]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;afternoon&lt;/i&gt;: hist sourcebased 1 + hist sourcebased 2. (3hrs.) zuo wen + jian bao (2hrs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;night&lt;/i&gt;: EL task 1 journal(2hrs?) + chinese tuition hw :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. as u can see. this means i wont be online for almost the whole day. and i wldnt b able to see &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :(. sigh. damn hw. &lt;s&gt;or damn my procastination&lt;/s&gt; :p. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahH!! i dowan to go for tuitioN! waste time only. then i have to waste time tonite on tuition hw. and i cant sleep too late cuz my tuition's at 9am. and then i wld waste 3hrs on tuitioN!!! &lt;b&gt;waste time&lt;/b&gt; i declare! shall persuade my mom. AH HAH! i noe how. say tt.. "see lar... cuz u dont let me go library.... i cldnt piah enuff(ok wat stupid logic is this.).... now i die le! no time to do hw! HOW??? if i go for tuition i cant burn midnight oil!!!! and tmr's my last hw day!!!!!!!! AHHH!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u think it wld work? hmmx. hope so. lemme try to think of my ma's weaknesses and play on it :D. muahahahahaaaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92469501?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92469501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92469501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92469501' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92436014</id><published>2003-04-11T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T09:27:22.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;O time, thou must untangle this, not I! &lt;br /&gt;It is too hard a knot for me to untie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed this whole thing with my eyes closed. cool huh? sigh. sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92436014?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92436014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92436014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92436014' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92420776</id><published>2003-04-11T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T04:20:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DIE lar. suddenly realised almost ALL the hw must be handed up on the first day of sch. shit. die die die. this is NOT good. sigh. shall reall mug tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really getting quite freaked out..................... :S how how how how howwww????????????????????????? tmr wld be SATURDAY liaos. this is BAAAAD. hui lin is going to be slaughtered by the teachers. yay? YAY! yay.... damn. sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;somebody come n save me :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n do all my hw as well... teehee........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92420776?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92420776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92420776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92420776' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92411522</id><published>2003-04-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T23:05:58.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Bolshevik dictatorship in Russia&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Stalin's Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Read hist txtbk (chap 2.3)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 page writeup on Understanding the Iraq War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Revise SS Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;SS Structured Essay&lt;br /&gt;Read SS Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;Read thru the &lt;s&gt;damn long&lt;/s&gt; SS notes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;A-maths Chap 4&lt;br /&gt;E-Math Chap 7a,b,c&lt;br /&gt;Math Coursework&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio essay on "Virus and Sars"&lt;br /&gt;Read bio Chap 5 + 6&lt;br /&gt;Do bio exercises at the end of chapter on writing paper&lt;br /&gt;Do bio worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Read thru chem notes&lt;br /&gt;Do the &lt;s&gt;many :p&lt;/s&gt; chem worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Read Act 2, Scene 1-3&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 1, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 2, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 3, ans qns A-R&lt;br /&gt;2 jian bao &lt;br /&gt;2 zhuo ji&lt;br /&gt;1 zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;EL Comprehension (the stupid polar bear..)&lt;br /&gt;Write el persuasive speech&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 1 journal on war in iraq&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 2 graphic org on compare &amp; contrast broadcasting mthds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92411522?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92411522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92411522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92411522' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92373082</id><published>2003-04-10T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T10:51:36.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>toked to my pri sch fren. online. yeps. she really change alot. for the better or worse? hmmx. gd cuz she can protect herself, bad cuz i dont trust her. haha. yea. she's become rather streetsmart now. but hell-no, i dont trust her a damn bit. she ACTS nice. maybe she really is.. but when u act, how nice can the person really be? so fake. sigh. quite sad. she used to be quite a close fren of mine. hmmx. maybe it's cuz she's in this other sch? *shrugs*. so damn materialistic and fake. she totally wakes me up to the disillusioned world. sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92373082?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92373082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92373082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92373082' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92369008</id><published>2003-04-10T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T09:40:54.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I cry, I pray and I beg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;fool me fool me&lt;br /&gt;go on and fool me&lt;br /&gt;love me love me&lt;br /&gt;pretend that you love me&lt;br /&gt;leave me leave me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;leave me leave me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I can't care 'bout anything but you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely song aint it?  actually it's quite corny. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i havent done any hw yet for today. other than reading. this is NOT good.......................... think i wld have to sleep late tonight :(. i mean today morn. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92369008?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92369008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92369008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92369008' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92346643</id><published>2003-04-10T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T00:50:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Bolshevik dictatorship in Russia&lt;br /&gt;Hist Sourcebased on Stalin's Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Read hist txtbk (chap 2.3)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 page writeup on Understanding the Iraq War&lt;br /&gt;Revise SS Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;SS Structured Essay&lt;br /&gt;Read SS Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;Read thru the &lt;s&gt;damn long&lt;/s&gt; SS notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;A-maths Chap 4&lt;br /&gt;E-Math Chap 7a,b,c&lt;br /&gt;Math Coursework&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio essay on "Virus and Sars"&lt;br /&gt;Read bio Chap 5 + 6&lt;br /&gt;Do bio exercises at the end of chapter on writing paper&lt;br /&gt;Do bio worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Read thru chem notes&lt;br /&gt;Do the &lt;s&gt;many :p&lt;/s&gt; chem worksheets&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Read Act 2, Scene 1-3&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 1, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 2, ans qns A-F&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night: Scene 3, ans qns A-R&lt;br /&gt;2 jian bao &lt;br /&gt;2 zhuo ji&lt;br /&gt;1 zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;EL Comprehension (the stupid polar bear..)&lt;br /&gt;Write el persuasive speech&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 1 journal on war in iraq&lt;br /&gt;EL Task 2 graphic org on compare &amp; contrast broadcasting mthds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not alot lar. right? can be done. right? can be done by sunday. right? *nods..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway jacq is Brown Cow no 1 and i'm THE Brown Cow! hahaha. okok :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do hw now. lit? dunno. see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92346643?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92346643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92346643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92346643' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92338202</id><published>2003-04-09T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T21:21:47.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAAAY!!!! i'm finally done with math!!!! yaaaaaaaayyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lalalaaallalalalalalaa! i can scream for joy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. a bit drama :p. hee. at last. &lt;b&gt;one down.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;s&gt;many to go.&lt;/s&gt; :/ heeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92338202?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92338202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92338202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92338202' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92302674</id><published>2003-04-09T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T10:33:30.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dammnn. it's 1:25am. been blog hopping. oh sheesh. time is running out. slipping away frm me juz as i try to grasp me. shit lor. dark rings r reappearing!!! haha. and it's "THE HOLS". *growls*. stupid sch. *growls again*. i shall! i must! i must i must i must! ok after i press the button to publish i MUST go offline. *cries*. *and growls.* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. did u notice the sudden increase of sng gals online at unearthly hrs? and i noticed majority r my classmates :p. haha. kewl eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. and i still miss my brown cows... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92302674?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92302674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92302674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92302674' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92301343</id><published>2003-04-09T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T10:10:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's late at night... and i'm feeling down... there r couples standing on the dunno-wat sharing kisses and silly sounds... haha. lyrics frm Radio by the corrs!! yess.. it IS late at night. and i'm feeling down(?). the last line is crap. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 12:55am now. on a.. dark thursday morning. sighs. i'm halfway thru with math. i'm starting to get tired. but not sleepy. ok tt's stupid. when u r tired, u have to b sleepy right?!!! ok maybe not.. ahh watever. as u can see. grouchy mood getting to me. *shakes head* no gd... i'm getting blur. blur blur blur. sheesh.. better do my hw b4 i get too gong. heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. a promise is a promise! i said do or die muz complete math! grrrrr. don wanna eat back my words. GRRRRR. do it hui lin! u can do it! go hui lin go! sighhhh... :(. guess i will tell u tmr if i'm successful not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time now's 1:07am. ok. hope i dont get so bored i actually manage to fall asleep on the table. hee. heey actually tt's gd leh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;b&gt;i miss my brown cows =(.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92301343?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92301343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92301343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92301343' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92283337</id><published>2003-04-09T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T04:19:26.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. change of plans. not doing hist n ss today. at least not ss. will complete maths today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;muST!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;do or dieeee!!! &lt;/b&gt;maths must be done. and i will try to do hist if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. y m i not doing ss? cuz i left my bk in sch! yes. ok great. i juz realised i left a few bks in sch. haha. yes. u guys have the last laugh ;p. hee. tmr. i will go get my ss, bio, physics. TYS. and watever. *nods with determination*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata n gd luck peeps ;) -hugs- luv ya guys! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92283337?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92283337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92283337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92283337' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92228122</id><published>2003-04-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T09:05:47.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. looking thru pictures. then i came across one with my grandma. yea. she passed away when i was in... pri 4 i think. yr 1999. whichever yr it is. i'm feeling so sad. i miss her. i always speak to her in chinese. she died of.. stroke? dunno lar. she got a bit of stroke. a blood vessel burst in her head. and then she couldnt really talk a few wks b4 she died. i went to her hse the day she fell into a coma. there was froth coming out of her mouth. i tot she was going to die then. i got freaked out. everyone was arnd her.. talking to her.. praying. and then i went nxt to her n i was shaking her. i tried to wake her up. i couldnt. i cried. and cried. and cried. sigh. oh watever. i dont think i ever told her i loved her b4. well.. yea.. i'm regretting it. i hate regrets.. grandma, wo ai ni :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92228122?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92228122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92228122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92228122' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92198674</id><published>2003-04-07T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T21:23:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I've felt like this before, but now I'm feeling it even more, &lt;br /&gt;Because it came from you. &lt;br /&gt;And then I open up and see the person falling here is me, &lt;br /&gt;A different way to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloha! yess hui lin's back. ahhhs. so much hw. i think i wont survive this week :(. think i need to exercise too. :(:(. sigh. maybe i shld wake up early tmr n go jogging! haha. tho i doubt tt wld happen... :p. hee. or maybe i shld go jogging in the evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh was thinking of you've got mail again. yes i noe i very bo liao. hahaha. but ah. then i tot of the song tt they played in the movie. Dreams by the cranberries. *points up and down* yeps! those came frm the song! hee... sweet song :). lalala... not going for tuition today. tuition teacher called. n when she found out tt i have flu, she said i better not go. haha.. yea. dowan to be treated like a leper anyway. HAHAha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have something to say. something tt's troubling me. but i cant say it out. it is impt to me i guess. baaahhh! plz do tt to me :(. i do want... i guess... i dunno........ i'm confused HAHAHA. i feel like... dancing. HAHAHA! oo mans. i need help. desperately ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz do save me, yea? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;You're what I couldn't find. &lt;br /&gt;A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind; &lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;And oh, my dreams, &lt;br /&gt;It's never quiet as it seems, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dream to me, &lt;br /&gt;Dream to me. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Dreams, The Cranberries&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92198674?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92198674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92198674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92198674' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92041792</id><published>2003-04-05T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T07:08:47.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;All You Wanted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be like you &lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything &lt;br /&gt;So I tried to be like you &lt;br /&gt;And I got swept away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it was so cold &lt;br /&gt;And you needed someone to show you the way &lt;br /&gt;So I took your hand and we figured out &lt;br /&gt;That when the tide comes I'd take you away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;If you want to &lt;br /&gt;I can save you &lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here &lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside &lt;br /&gt;So busy out there &lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted was somebody who cares &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking slowly &lt;br /&gt;So hurry hold me &lt;br /&gt;Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on &lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me &lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see &lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was somebody who cares &lt;br /&gt;If you need me you know I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me &lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see &lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92041792?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92041792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92041792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92041792' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-92041296</id><published>2003-04-05T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T06:55:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes. ur mind is a whirl. everything comes together n overwhelms u. and u noe nothing.. u dont noe how to deal with it. and watever u do, will be affecting all the rest. and it's all so painful. u dont want to hurt anybody. but in the end, u hurt evErybody. pain pain pain. i dont want to be unfair. i nvr did. but in the end.. somehow... it becomes tt way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So put your best dress on&lt;br /&gt;And wrap yourself in the arms of someone&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to give you all the love you want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-92041296?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92041296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/92041296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92041296' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91971949</id><published>2003-04-04T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T01:06:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out to thomson plaza. yay! ok. actually it's fine lar. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like doing hw. i will feel so wasted too if i go to sleep. i think i shall juz.. self reflect.. n think bout certain qns. till dinnertime. or maybe the whole day. i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm still on my low self-esteem period. feeling horrid. haha.. ahh! i was looking at my old pics. n u noe wat? i realised 2 things. i've 1)become uglier n uglier as the day passes 2)grown fatter as the day passes too! hoho. HOHOHO. ok... told u i'm on my low self esteem days.. if my eldest bro is here n hears me saying all of these, he wld whack me or smthing. x(. super unconfident these few days. maybe i shld juz die. haha. nice feeling tt wld be. ok juz ignore me. if u peeps r irritated by me.. sorry. juz ignore me k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a dark n gloomy day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. puberty at its peak. URGh.......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91971949?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91971949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91971949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91971949' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91964822</id><published>2003-04-03T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T21:58:24.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh damn. so it's friday. URGH. i actually tot today's wednesday or smthing. until smart me decides to read the papers. and whoosh! it's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. *emergency bells ringing* uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever. and then i look at the amt of hw i havent do. wooowie! so LITTLE. LITTLE. LITTLE. (i have to convince myself so i wld be able to complete them) baAH. ok lar. it's do-able i guess. provided i put my whole heart n soul to it. and now i need chinese newspapers for jian bao. smsed my bro to buy. i think he's purposely ignoring it. As UsUaL. wateVER. ok. me is thinking of going out to buy. ahh! i need &lt;i&gt;fresh air&lt;/i&gt;! i want to play! i want to exercise! maybe i shld jog. but tt's not very smart considering for someone having flu n feeling breathless. i'm feeling so dead at home. my energy's not being replenished lor. it's juz being taken away frm me every sec. maybe a spirit has clung on to me. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aHH GREAT. just as i was thinking of buying newspapers and perhaps doing some exercise, it starts to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;rain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. hallelujah. praise the lord i'm telling u. oh so shitified can?!!!! URGH. anyway i'm supposed to do my hw now. but i cant take it! so here i am expelling my bad aura. haha.. watever lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. so screwed up can....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91964822?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91964822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91964822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91964822' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91912530</id><published>2003-04-03T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T05:48:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i'm such an expert procastinator. i've got no comments. i'm so lazy to the extent tt i cant be bothered to sign gbKs!! &lt;i&gt;somebody shoot me.&lt;/i&gt; haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read ta's blog. yea.. i do feel the same way. afraid of not being able to cope when sch reopens. but ah! i cant stand it! i'm like sleeping at 1-2am and then i wake up at bout 11am-12pm everyday. and then. i EAT. and EAT. and EAT. then i go ONLINE. and then i go listen to MUSIC. and REST(oo mans. i see no point in resting. i'm resting all day!). and then i go ONLINE. then i EAT again. and then ONLINE. and then SLEEP. uGHH. i'm no better than a pig. actually.. i&lt;i&gt; am &lt;/i&gt;a pig! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. lovely aint it. &lt;b&gt;absolutely&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;lovely.&lt;/i&gt; right now i have my hist txtbk n wkbk nxt to me. ahh!. shld i do?? shld i not?? i told myself once... but i forgot!! hoho. loony hui lin on the loose again. *shakes head* wake up! crazy woman. u must! u shall! hwhwhw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homework Undone x(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;A Ma&lt;/s&gt;th&lt;br /&gt;History sourcebased&lt;br /&gt;jian bao x(&lt;br /&gt;zhou ji x( x(&lt;br /&gt;Read up on iraq frm 18 March [damn tt woman..]&lt;br /&gt;Chem wkshts [yes.i still havent do.]&lt;br /&gt;Bio wkshts [andyesagain.i STILL havent do.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Study&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth Night&lt;br /&gt;E Math&lt;br /&gt;HCL [hmmx. shld i?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things to do ;p&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;Write the letters for e comm thingy..&lt;br /&gt;After thoughts of the &lt;s&gt;sucky&lt;/s&gt; rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;Sign everyone's gbk!!! [guilty...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1pt&gt;n 2 buy loads of prezzies...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! ok. i shall copy n paste this everytime i blog. a reminder to myself! muahahahaha! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91912530?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91912530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91912530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91912530' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91830829</id><published>2003-04-02T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T05:58:37.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. was thinking bout You've Got Mail. sigh. such a sweet movie. n i managed to find the &lt;a href="http://blake.prohosting.com/awsm/script/ygmail.html"&gt; script!!!! &lt;/a&gt; yaay! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. it's like the movie in words. described everything. ok. almost at least ;p. it's so beautiful i can cry x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[KATHLEEN]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I go on line, and my breath catches in my&lt;br /&gt;chest until I hear three little words:&lt;br /&gt;You've got mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear nothing, not even a sound on the&lt;br /&gt;streets of New York, just the beat of my&lt;br /&gt;own heart.  I have mail.  From you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91830829?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91830829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91830829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91830829' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91761996</id><published>2003-03-31T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T22:41:02.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was talking to my eldest bro once. btw he's gone for retreat for 3 wks. sigh. almost a month can? i'm going to miss him :(. actually i already do :( :(. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched beautiful mind. then we were discussing loads of stuff. one of them was about this. we were talking about how attractive the main character in beautiful mind was. as in. attractive to women. he's the kind tt women wants to go forward to him... take care of him... learn more bout him.... he's a music box tt u wanna open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we realised. or at least i realised. tt it's why women love introverts.. or the dark n silent kinds. but my bro told me. the danger. the fallback. and tt is.. "you might not like you find out inside, and it's too late." sigh. such beautiful n dark danger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temptation taunts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91761996?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91761996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91761996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91761996' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91635655</id><published>2003-03-29T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T21:05:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh i'm super irritated with bush n saddam. and during my unbalanced state of mind, i came up with &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; perfect plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y dont we get two sars infected patients to go near their ministers! or whoever r close to them. and then, their whoever wld pass the virus on to stupid bush and saddam! and then world peace! yeah! haha. okok. i'm juz crapping. but seriously, isnt this a fantastically ingenious plan? :D well.. not too bad a plan of making use of sars wat. if u cant beat them, join them. *shrugs* ;p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91635655?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91635655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91635655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91635655' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91630232</id><published>2003-03-29T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T18:45:30.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me tell u of my damn idiotic dream. uRGH. tt made me wake up at this unearthly time. &lt;b&gt;8AM&lt;/b&gt;! UGHHHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 dreams actually. both r stupid. shall tell u the one tt woke me up :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------b e g i n------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [DISCLAIMER: this is going to be the super long(boring) version. i think u all wld get bored. so plz skip this or smthing. read at ur own risk :p] &lt;/b&gt;i was back in sch. it was in the middle of the hols i think. we were at the track taking attendence. then dunno y, pei xiu called me. and she was like is there sch today??? and was totally freaked out. jacq was nxt to me throughout this whole dream btw. anyway. then somehow xin ling was with pei xiu. then xin ling was like talking bout she juz got back frm china.. then dunno wat talking bout how the ppl there say she looks like a china gal n she very pretty blah blah(oh mans. watever haha. u noe. xin ling when she's crapping. hahaha). ok. then as we were toking on the phone, ms susan lim wanted us to do morning jog! AHH! how cruel can she get right???? oh mans. but then ms chua was there, n she gave me n jacq permission not to jog n to find out more info bout pei xiu n xin ling! wah we were so damn happy. eeheehee. and so we skipped morning job (HURRAY) cuz of kind gd old ms chua(tt's new). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tt crazy sslim make us go to drama studio. then tell us say tt we have to come back during the hols on tues(chap5), wed(chap6) and thurs(chap7) for RME lessons(&lt;b&gt;note&lt;/b&gt;! she dint say CME or VE! hahaha...............). anyway. then she dismissed us. me n jacq were so happy. we were abt to go out. u noe. &lt;u&gt;finALLY&lt;/u&gt; having a chance to go out. when we were stopped by a stupid teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's new. nvr see her face b4. n then she said in chinese "hi. u all finish already ah? i'm ur new chinese teacher. u all have to stay back for a while." she looks rather young n nice. then ok lor.. me n jacq be guai and stay. we were sitting on the chairs with the desk in front of us. jacq was facing me but sitting far away. then tt stupid teacher asked us to zao ju some stupid word. i saw jacq writing smthing on her paper. i didnt noe how to lar. then i was like saying in chinese: "er teacher. can i look at my bk plz?". she replied with a BIG SWEET SMILE on her face: "&lt;i&gt;......No&lt;/i&gt;." wah so toot. then i said: "i'm not going to copy the sentence teacher. i juz want to see how it's being used." she then SMILED SWEETLY and again replied: "&lt;i&gt;..........No&lt;/i&gt;." WAH SO TOOT CAN. then i was like finEee...  i then said grimly: "teacher, i do not noe how to zao ju this word."  she then walked over n was SMILING SWEETLY n said: "you dunno how to write means u nvr listen during the lesson!" grr. n i started tearing for gawds sakes. was damn pissed. then she continue ok! she put the paper in front of me n was like "how to zao this sentence! how to write this word!" i started crying angrily lor. everyone noes my chinese sux. then this STUPID teacher come n be so damn bitch n discouraging. plus the fact i was OBVIOUSLY crying, she OBVIOUSLY is ignoring my tears. wat a hypocrite. smiling sweetly all the time somemore. my head was on the table. and as i turned and i opened my eyes, i suddenly saw my alarm clock. then i was a bit blur then i turned again and then i was back on the desk. it happened a few times. i realised it was juz a dream lar. but i was really crying. as i cried in my dream, i was crying in real life. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see. it's an extremely traumatising experience. see &lt;b&gt;the evils of chinese&lt;/b&gt;?!!! ahH! nightmares galore. oo mans. a happy dream was... &lt;i&gt;crushed like a cockroach&lt;/i&gt;. just like that! like whoa! 1 easy step! ugh. so stupid can. was cursing when i awoke. cursed even more when i saw the time. baaahh. n i cldnt get back to sleep. fancy waking up so early on a sunday morn with a nightmare and swollen eyes.&lt;i&gt;traumatising i declare!&lt;/i&gt; if i see tt teacher in sch. wah. i think i wld seriously get damn freaked out. *crosses fingers*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----e n d-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. great dream aint it. blah. shalt eat moi hashbrown now. teehee. tata folks. hope u all wake up to a beautiful sunday morning! :) [unlike me. :p]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91630232?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91630232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91630232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91630232' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91599489</id><published>2003-03-29T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T04:21:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i luv my new layout! it's sooo dark... okok. i noe some of u or maybe most of u will like puke when u see my blog. but i dunno y. i love this.. dark feel to it. i've been too bright for too long. at least i'm darker inside than wat i portray. *breathes* ahhh the fresh air. heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew. i think my gbk is in an extremely sucky state. bear with it ppl! anyway. sua! somehow i feel tt's there's a hidden insult there.... but nvm ;p. hahaha. ahHH it's soo purple. my layout's purple; my gbk's purple; my room's purple(light violet); everything's purple!! and anyway. purple is a gay colour. nono! it's a &lt;b&gt;sexually deprived&lt;/b&gt; colour. hHAHAHA. yess. say hello to sexually-deprived me ;p. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. comments? on my layouts? any way to improve it? spam me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hugs- ilu everybody! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91599489?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91599489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91599489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91599489' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91596856</id><published>2003-03-29T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T02:12:51.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking of changing my other template into a j/lo one. whoa she looks gd there mans lol. she looked like michelle branch. *shrugs*. but anyway if i keep to the present child angel, it wld be more.. interesting. as in u noe.. the contrast? the irony? the the the.. okok. lit. watever. :p. ahhh wat a dark n gloomy layout this is. *licks lips* cool eh? muahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91596856?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91596856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91596856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91596856' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91587829</id><published>2003-03-28T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T21:15:18.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am doing major editing here. so ppl. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;bear with it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91587829?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91587829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91587829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91587829' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91547136</id><published>2003-03-28T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T06:32:59.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking of changing my layout to this &lt;a href="http://lisdesign.diaryland.com/020310_67.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; for my diaryland one. i shall do this tmr or smthing. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91547136?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91547136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91547136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91547136' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3680596.post-91533666</id><published>2003-03-27T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T21:06:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in charge&lt;br&gt;of the Dreaming, all imagination and&lt;br&gt;creativity, everyone knows your beautiful&lt;br&gt;realm, but none truly understand it. You are&lt;br&gt;dark and brooding, creative, and spend a lot of&lt;br&gt;time by yourself, just thinking. You are almost&lt;br&gt;as serious as Destiny, but not quite. Everyone&lt;br&gt;is enchanted by you, but you keep them all at a&lt;br&gt;distance, even when you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Endless%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Endless are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the pic. think it sux. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhHH havent signed gbks yet. i'm feeling stressed :p. hahaha. unecessary pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;can u feel the pressure?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pai seh lar. yea. stolen ta's line ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[MSN Nick]:&lt;/b&gt; thinking &amp; intuition r based on facts. facts r based on assumptions. therefore everything is not real. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly.. how many ppl wld bother to think? next, among those few ppl who think, how many wld understand? i'm refering to the whole sgp population. i'm sick of this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3680596-91533666?l=huilinx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91533666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3680596/posts/default/91533666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huilinx.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91533666' title=''/><author><name>she was �ta�*�ŧrϋcKeD at</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01577859921710013744</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></entry></feed>
