<?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-7549534</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:17:57.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-110144167380776681</id><published>2004-11-26T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T22:43:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl at the rock show</title><content type='html'>im hated. so sad. because i hate sylvester sim. whats wrong with hating sylvester sim. even the sly_rocker people also dont want him to win. yesterday i went to borders with my sisters. being the two of them. they chose some thick thick books to read. being me, i went to get magazines for myself xD read lime, 8days and cleo for all singapore idol stuff. now i know why everybody like sylvester sim. because he has the x-factor. its this thing that can make you glued to your sit whenever its his turn to sing on idol. and the pointing thing and his smile can make you melt. this woman in 8days voted for him 20times, her husband 10times and her mother four. can you believe it. if they voted as much for olinda she wouldn be out. aaaahh nevermind. i was reading reading then i was like eeeee eerr x\ disgusting. so i stopped reading and turned to creating keepsakes. i remember its lorraine loh's favourite magazine. anywayyyy can i love that magazine. its damn it nice can. but its also damn it expensive laaa. 20++ haiiii. no money. nevermind nevermind TAUFIK ROCKSSS i dont know why laaa i just want to love taufik now hehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't throw yesterday away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-110144167380776681?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/110144167380776681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=110144167380776681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110144167380776681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110144167380776681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/11/girl-at-rock-show.html' title='the girl at the rock show'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-110134204918153625</id><published>2004-11-25T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T08:32:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take control</title><content type='html'>haiii. very sad. purposely set alarm wake up at 730 to listen to olinda on perfect10. then was waiting so long, on the webcam, everything prepared already. then i was looking around looking at stuff. saw this blog. someone from sly_rocker one. she very cute. shes the one who called into perfect10 to say good luck to sylvester sim one lor. then kenna the http dot dot forget already thing. haaa i like to read her blog. then read read read. suddenly realise she heard yesterday morning's morning madness. olinda was there. then i sianz half. means she yesterday come already. today no more. haaaaiii. stupid. so wasted. the whole week i waiting for today. then now realise that dont have. SADDED CAN. ok nevermind. now i know sylvester sim and taufik batisah is coming today. at least its not too bad. but nevermind. i still love olinda you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause its all in my head&lt;br /&gt;i think about it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;i can't keep picturing you with him&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-110134204918153625?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/110134204918153625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=110134204918153625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110134204918153625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110134204918153625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/11/take-control.html' title='take control'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-110096145347379204</id><published>2004-11-20T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:58:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love will save the day</title><content type='html'>sylvester sim does not rock. he may be a rocker to you. but to me, he's just a big stone there taking up space. and that dumb stone really cant move you see. he doesnt move on the stage, neither does he move out of the stage. dont you think its really time to let him go already? ok i must admit that i really liked him in the past. for his looks? ok thats the past. its not important now. nothing is important now 'cos he, the ah beng, has kicked everyone nice out of the competition. and im here to urge you not to vote for him anymore, or you will be wasting your money. here are ten reasons why you should not, i repeat SHOULD NOT vote for sylvester sim. mr tan say must have claim, logic and evidence. without further a do, i present to you, sylvester sim. eee yeerr x/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE: his diction is bad. very bad. he screws up every single english song he sings and the very obvious and more jia lat ones are 'KEES from a rose' and 'music of the night'. how chinese can he get? even my ah ma who pronounces 'fish' as 'piss' can say kiss properly. he will probably get a contract from some chinese record label even if he does not win. so why worry about him? just let him go. he'll be fine. YOU SHOULD HAVE MADE OLI STAY LAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO: he is very arrogant. he has this new found cockiness in him according to his friends in God-knows-where-i-read-it-from. you can see from every result show that when he is announced safe he punches his fist into the air, THEN go hug the ousted finalist. and everytime he does that he looks as if he did it for the sake of doing it. what bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE: he does not respect his fans. he doesnt give a damn about them and is only using them to vote for him. on a beautiful friday morning, the idols were on air with daniel ong on perfect10. then there was this fan who called in to say good luck to sylvester sim and that sly_rocker is always with him. so if youre wondering what sly_rocker is, its a yahoo group. so the girl was like chanting the url of the group. like: &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; blah blah blah. then everybody in the studio [taufik, oli, daniel ong] was like WAHH so long arh. so the disrespectful sylvester sim said: "okok let me repeat. http dot dot forget already. HAHAHA" what rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR: he is not humble. he is like so darn full of himself can? when daniel ong asked what qualities should the singapore idol have. olinda and taufik both said the singapore idol should be humble, charitable, helpful blah blah blah. guess what sylvester sim said. "singapore idol should have rocker quality." damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE: he is not up to world idol standard. looking at how he is doing now, he should be the first to be booted out of the world idol if he ever proceeds to be the singapore idol. look at clay aiken. he may not be the american idol but hes like a million times better then sylvester sim? compared to clay aiken sylvester sim is like NO KICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX: he will throw singapore's face if he represents singapore in world idol. he will never be able to win unless there are ah lians and ah bengs all over the world to vote for him in world idol. do they vote in world idol? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN: so many other finalists are better then him. he is quite bad actually. with his stupid rocker style, stupid screams and stupid diction. people like maia, jeassea and david are much better then him. i think these people deserve to be in the top few more then sylvester sim does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT: he kicked out so many professional and good finalists. oh wells. its all 'cos of his dumb fans. ok including me. his fans are like frantically voting for him every week and according to XINMIN one of them even voted 40 yesterday? ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE: his english is worserer then yours. i think that you should not waste your money on people with lower standards like you. like people who pronounce 'the' as 'de' and 'kiss' as 'kees'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN: he kicked my olinda out. boohoohoo. olinda deserves to be in the top two more then he does. and im sure many of you will agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy? i still dont know why people like him. except for his looks. my sister says he has got yellow teeth. ok im done with my speech. see you soon xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-110096145347379204?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/110096145347379204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=110096145347379204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110096145347379204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110096145347379204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-will-save-day.html' title='love will save the day'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-110052050473441564</id><published>2004-11-15T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:08:24.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torn apart</title><content type='html'>hiii im updating. since i've got nothing better to do. there's this guy called william from st. pats tagging my board. HIIIII! i dont think i know him. anyway he seems to be refreshing the page once in every 30secs. he's so free. just like me! thats what im doing too! im following him. we're having a conversation on my board. i dont know why. now i know what's a board for. its nice! very boring day. dot and jeannie came over. dot very cute. HAHAHA thats all for now. nothing to say already. byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-110052050473441564?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/110052050473441564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=110052050473441564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110052050473441564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110052050473441564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/11/torn-apart.html' title='torn apart'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-110026214660669693</id><published>2004-11-12T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T20:22:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>katrina</title><content type='html'>by popular demand. the shortiie is back. thats i swear by sylvester sim in the background. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY BANDWIDTH. ask for it and i might consider sending it to you xD i heard that he's at the bottom this week. he still needs like 500-600 votes to catch up? poor guy. i voted for olinda. then i decided since he's so pathetic i shall vote for him. although i really dont want him to get into the next round. i give steph face ok! may the best man win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stop looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;but my words don't come out straight&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-110026214660669693?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/110026214660669693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=110026214660669693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110026214660669693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/110026214660669693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/11/katrina.html' title='katrina'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109793823187603771</id><published>2004-10-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T22:50:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you say nothing at all</title><content type='html'>can you believe it? jerry is out of singapore idol. i am happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went for some church chalet opposite the PA campsite. stayed overnight with a few sisters. the rest went home. i slept very early yesterday because i was very tired. my back is actually not getting any better. this small boy called joel hates me. he's the son of one of the couples who went for the thing. that boy hates me! i hate him too. i dont know whats his problem. he look at me and snatch my glasses off my face and then he did a damn &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt; thing. he go throw my glasses on the floor. bloody hell i wanted to dig out his eyeballs can. then he kept hitting me on the back. how to recover. and while i was lying on the bed with my back facing up he came to sit on me. ON MY BACK. i was like @(%*^Y%#)*%#! i stuck my tongue out at him. i almost wanted to ask him to go and die. but i decided not to since everybody was looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up bloody early because one of the sisters was singing and she woked me up with her bloody voice. im so mean. who cares. anyway, we had breakfast while the rest of the people poured in again. im so glad jeannie came. so we took money and we went cycling! we rented two bicycles for two hours and off we went cycling. i was suprised i didnt bang into anything today. we cycled and cycled and cycled in circles and circles and circles to the end of the park. and we decided - we were lost. so we rested for awhile and then we saw people. so we happily trailed this couple back. the guy was running and the girl was on the bike. how the hell did the guy get so much stamina. he was even faster then us can. so we followed and followed and followed and we were back in less than 15 minutes. professional-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was lunch and tv! watched meteor garden. then slept. woke up and slacked. eat again. slept again. listened to mp3. slacked. so no life right. that was the end of my day. came home, watched singapore idol and here i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to think that my sister is overly pampered. shes getting so HOLEy. as in assHOLE the HOLE. i dont know whats her problem. she can just call when you're outside and say: I WAN HAAGEN DAZS ICECREAM and she expects you to go buy it for her? then when you tell her you're going out she will say: come back earlier &lt;em&gt;laaa! &lt;/em&gt;then you tell her that youre not done with your stuff she will start screaming at you. like why the hell should i bring back icecream for you straightaway for no reason when im outside?&lt;em&gt; there is no link and no logic. &lt;/em&gt;i think shes crazy. she should go and die. when i borrow her slippers, she complain. when she borrow my pants, she say: you also never wear &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;. ridiculous. then when i say: you also never wear &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;. she will say something else. she is HOLEy. i hate her. i hate her boyfriend for pampering her. if she starts screaming at me for no reason i can start considering whether i should tell my mum tanghaojie came over this morning before SEVEN and they did you-know-what in my parents' room. bloody holes. they should just go bang their heads against the wall and go and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's coming back tomorrow. wheeees~ and his birthday is on monday. i feel like buying ba kua for him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it means that we'll never be. it means nothing - at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109793823187603771?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109793823187603771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109793823187603771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109793823187603771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109793823187603771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-you-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='when you say nothing at all'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109783811526957389</id><published>2004-10-15T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T19:01:55.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont love me</title><content type='html'>went to have lunch with my uncles and aunts at some chinese restaurant today. the meal was bloody expensive. $132.30 for just a few dishes. total waste of money. but i dont mind. i didnt pay for it :) anyway i like the roasted chicken very very much! my uncle laaa. invite everybody just to accompany him eat that roasted chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet sam after that. and went to heeren. walked around to looked at some stuff. we wanted to take neos but the queues were very very long. so we decided to go over to cineleisure. ate at long johns then went to take neos. we met kerry! so sam and me took together then she took with kerry. very nice. i like! but i still like the one i took with shan more xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dairy queen to eat blizzard. went home. thats all. im going for this church chalet thing later. staying overnight i think. byebye people. byebye computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how can you love me when i dont even love myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109783811526957389?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109783811526957389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109783811526957389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109783811526957389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109783811526957389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/dont-love-me.html' title='dont love me'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109775519972418259</id><published>2004-10-14T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:28:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just lose it</title><content type='html'>girl with no life went to get a life today.&lt;br /&gt;i looked into the mirror in the morning and i told myself;&lt;br /&gt;person with no life,&lt;br /&gt;you ve got to do something to your life.&lt;br /&gt;wake up.&lt;br /&gt;face reality and please be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. i got shoo-ed off the computer by my mum. and she kicked me on my back. i couldnt sleep properly yesterday. whole back aching till twelve plus. sigh sigh. she dont know me. i thought i'll definitely do badly in both my english and chinese paper one. all i wanted was to be happy for one day. i knew that my happiness would end yesterday night. or at least i thought so. she didnt understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i was wrong. i scored a 47/60 for my english paper. i was like O.o ? i thought my composition was crap. i was not sad, but also not very happy, person with no life did well of her english paper one. can you believe it? and i score terribly high for my chinese paper. like 65/90? i think so. i was like bloody shocked? i totally like lied on the table to write that bloody composition. no mood to write. no idea what to write. so i wrote only like 1 page 4 lines. and i did well. really really grateful. thank God. i dont know what i want to thank him for, but im happy that he made a person with no life a bit more lively today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt scream or shout out loud that i was happy. i dont even know whether im happy. thank God for the wonderful friends around me. everybody looked so happy. so i tried to smile. and i did. sam wasnt feeling too good today. gave her loads of tissue and tried to talk to her. didnt know what to say. 'cause i hate to see people cry. i wont know how to console them. im a total failure at consoling people. please dont cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the maths field test and exercised some of my brain cells. went to heartland mall wiv zhiying, shan and samantha after the paper. took neos with zhiying and shan. then took with shan again. very nice. i'll really miss her when she goes to tj. the journey home will never be the same without her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around shopping and looked at nice clothes. went to eat at delifrance then went to shop for food in cold storage. bought fruitella for meow and jiahe and sean. then i saw this 200g m&amp;m's and i was like aaaaaahh! i want! and of course, m&amp;amp;m's always remind me of shar, but i decided not to buy them. until we get back our results. and dear shar; if you score well, i promise i'll treat you to the 200g m&amp;m's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked more and looked more. then shan and sam took nel home, i sent zhiying to the bus stop. on the way we stopped at 711 to buy a drink. the BU SWANG drink. the packaging bloody cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was home sweet home. i think i'll really miss three people next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss having shan beside me on 76. i'll miss her sotong-ness and chor lor-ness. i'll miss eating illegalling with her on the bus. i'll miss taking photos with many people looking at us on 76. i'll miss visiting singapore post's macdonalds with her. i'll miss sleeping on the bus with her. i'll really miss her very very very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss flora too. she's one of the few who can really make me smile. i can still remember what she did for me last year. so touching! i told her i was being abused by my mum and she called. asked whether i was ok. then she asked whether i need her to come down and accompany me. that was so sweet. and guess what. she started singing into the phone! and it was a chinese song! if i dont remember wrongly it should be &lt;em&gt;di yi ci&lt;/em&gt;. very nice. but it was very twisted cause that girl cant sing chinese x) i'll never forget everything she did for me and i'll definitely miss her lame jokes and silly face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually dont feel like missing this last person. cause i want him here with me very very badly. yeah thats you. heng yirui. dont turn around. he's such a nice guy. perfect boyfriend. love him to bits and pieces can. he rocks my world - with his notes :) i seriously think i wont be able to survive my o's without his notes. he taught me so many many many things. went through so many dumb co sessions together. my pillar to lean on. and my handphone lender. i love you dude. even if i forget you, i hope you'll remember mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life looks much nicer to me now. i love aaron too! for talking rubbish to me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she hates time. make it stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109775519972418259?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109775519972418259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109775519972418259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109775519972418259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109775519972418259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-lose-it.html' title='just lose it'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109767420300332624</id><published>2004-10-13T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T21:30:03.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just meeee</title><content type='html'>person with no life is here to blog. four words: the examinations are over. that announces the end of my life. the only thing i know how to do is study. INEFFICIENTLY and UNEFFECTIVELY. with no hope to do well, no hope to pass, no hope to get into a good class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person with no life. should just go and bang wall and die. i think i should. or maybe i should just go raise an unloaded heater under the street lamp and let the police shoot me. i'll become cheese - so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109767420300332624?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109767420300332624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109767420300332624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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go in every way.cos i dont need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry will be in perfect english as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick and tired of listening to all you people out there. just stop asking. you don't understand. you won't understand. just go away and leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a happy and sad day. i couldn't finish my paper one. paper two wasn't too well done as well. i guess i just have to pray that i'll do better in the other subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember why i was happy today. there's nothing much to be happy about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored while studying for tomorrow's papers. so i told my maid to get m&amp;m's for me. then i pour them all out on a tissue paper on my bed and started arranging them according to their colours. i tried eating one m&amp;amp;m after every page i read. but it didn't last long. i finally stopped studying and stared at my m&amp;amp;m's. i rearranged them in nicer patterns and took a few pictures of them with my t630. they looked so cute i wanted to eat them all up. so i took all of them and stuffed them into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the moon depends on the sun for its light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109758308625594019?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109758308625594019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109758308625594019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109758308625594019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and the papers were not as difficult as i expected them to be. i got study thats why i can say easy. if not fail liao relle throw face sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed for tuition after the papers. sometink happened. nevermind. nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need alot of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want alot of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109748854424939299?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109748854424939299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109748854424939299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr science and hist paper. guess watt? i havent touched hist at all. and i havent completed science yet. im sho sho dead and watt the hell am i doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for having little storage space in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being easily distracted when im studying.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for not studying earlier.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for loving my computer.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for not having goood brains.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for being a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we study. if someone gives mee a nice answer to that i'll treat that person to icecream. like bloody hell, watt is studying for. i dun see a need to study lor. like you study sho much crap when you grow up oso not confirm people will hire you. then now study 7subs like super waste of time. watt if next time i grow up i wan be artist how. den waste all my time studying now. next time oso wont use wan. you tell mee laa. be artist need to learn bio meh? you tink watt. i go be red blood cells professional drawer meh. or maybe if my red blood cell paintings dun sell i can change go draw excretory system. or maybe i can go draw the bloody electrical circuits. even if i need to draw all this shit i oso duneed to study until sho bloody hard now lor. i rather just open up my body and extract one bloody red blood cell out and copy. watts the use of knowing all the bloody tinks inside the bloody systems. lik if i sick i can heal myself lidis. and i duno why the hell i need to study the bloody tinks inside the bloody plants. as long as they can produce oxygen for mee to breathe im happy enough. bloody hell, as if i duno how they move dose stuff they will restrict oxygen from going into my bloody respiratory system and carbon dioxide from come out of my mouth. i shud jus go bang the wall and die. and when i do that the oni tinks that will come and save mee are probably the platelets. they will jus come and clot my blood to prevent excessive blood loss and seal up my bloody wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate boooks. why dun i just go and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wouldnt expect you to understand that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109741743880756843?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109741743880756843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109741743880756843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109741743880756843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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place. evrytime i walk home i'll tink of that someone. that special someone whu used to call mee whenever shes returning home late at night. the nice and kind mee will talk to her and accompany her all the way until she reaches home. that feeling rocksss. when will i find that special someone whu will accompany mee the next time i'm on the way home from tuition? can you please tell mee that you're with mee when i'm out there alone in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you dont know why i need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my hole saturday slacking and eating m&amp;ms. den while i was eating m&amp;amp;ms i tot of sharlyn. i always hafta associate m&amp;ms wiv her. dun ask mee why. are you happy shar? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was nice. oni mee mingjia calvin. no more yanying. calvin you sad mah? hahaha den the calvin hole day down dere bully mingjia. they two look veh watt sia. i go there lik sho lightbulb wan. today do quite alot. relle mus go stardie liao. if not monday confirm cnt pass wan. sumore got hist on mon oso. mee can go bang wall liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no you don't know what it's like when nothing feels alright &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you don't know what it's like to be like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109733659099752988?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109733659099752988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109733659099752988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109733659099752988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109733659099752988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='welcome to my life'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109723827022267057</id><published>2004-10-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T20:25:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stab mee low-</title><content type='html'>there are two old people at my house. they are bloody fahni. the guy kept talking to mee, den he realised that i was using the comp, sho he said: ok. i shant disturb you. den he turned to the woman and said: lets talk. interupting people is no good. sho they started talking. then they decided to switch places, the guy said to the woman: lets sit over there -points-, we shant keep staring at people when they're doing their tinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i noe you dont tink that sounds fahni. bud imagine two old people saying that laa! sumore they bloody bilingual can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my geog and eng test today. prayed bloody hard. sho pray le den mus trust that God will help meee. if not pray oso no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiii. if this goes on, evryone will leave for tj wiv bad memories of cch. please learn to spare a thought for others and give in abit laaa. then evrytink will be fine watt. haiii suan le. doesnt matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two old people are memorising the books in the bible. sho fahni.. they are bloody fahni laa. caant stand them. now all the people pouring in le. the cell group people. sho mee going off hahaz. wan go watch sg idol results wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw a you and a you it was `&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109723827022267057?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109723827022267057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109723827022267057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109723827022267057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109723827022267057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/stab-mee-low.html' title='stab mee low-'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109713845424488835</id><published>2004-10-07T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T16:40:54.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'll never let you go</title><content type='html'>im bloody sleepy. shudnt hav gone to sku today. cos it was a totalleh slacking day. i slept in the music room during english today, slept during calligraphy, wasted my time during geog staring into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sho tired today. slept bloody late cos aaron called bloody late. and he was lik: i dowan put down leh. i wan disturb you. dots. hang up le den no mood to sleep. tried to look out of the window to look for stars. cudnt find any. sho i just stared stared stared and den i went to sleep. slept 12 plus? kip waking up in the middle of the night cos of nightmares. sho scary. i scared i canot pass my exams. den i'll spend the whole december regretting and being sad when evry1 will be playing. sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up bloody erly to meet aaron. bud i was still late. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess watt! i scored a bloody 75 for maths ca! yayyy are you happy for mee? :) i hope you are. and i hope that you will treat mee to icecream! got 70 for science - not 72. 69 for chi. not sho bad. tink i improve alot dis yer? veh happy wiv myself wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go stardiie for geog. cos i wana watch sg idol tonight x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i promise you that you will never be replace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109713845424488835?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109706498617209123</id><published>2004-10-06T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:16:26.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven or hell</title><content type='html'>im feeling bloody today. im feeling bloody evryday i duno why. i jus kip adding bloody words to my bloody conversations. and im enjoying myself x) ooohh thanx shar for the skittles im bloody gratefoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bloody kwserfhenitvet today. whers my stand? people are leaving in about 3 or 4 weeks time and we still have time to be angry wiv each other. well, thats not wrong, bud i dont tink we shud spend our remaining time like dis. we're already running out of time to be together. i dont want our last memories to be negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evrytime i take 76 wiv shan i feel tt i'll miss her more and more when she leaves. the bus times are the happiest moments i had wiv shan that i'll never forget. guess watt crazee tink we did on the bus today? hahaha its by far the craziest tink i did on the bus. we went to buy wanton mian at the coffee shop near the bus stop laa. den we were planning to eat on the bus. sho we were tinking: the bus had better not come now. it shud come right after we buy our foood. sho after buying the food we went to wait at the bus stop wiv the rest of dem. den we were hoping the 76 will be a double deck. den zhiying say new double decks hav video cams. sho we prayed for a OLD double deck 76 instead. and wow, our wish came through! i was like sho happy i was jumping around lo. bud wait- thats not the end of the story. we boarded the bus and went up the upper deck. we started eating and evry1 was like looking at us lo! hahaa sho paiseh. den when we reached the mrt stop, we stopped and waved to zhiying they all. den i was lik: wenshan can you look out of the window and check whether there are any bus conductors. den she looked out of the window then back in, YES. there were two bloody inspectors on the upper deck and we were lik: SHIT. den we quickly hide hide hide and one of dem came to sit infront of us lor? den we sho scared can. bud when the other guy came and check our cards he din say anytink! hengko~ den the one sitting infront of us was lik luffing at us cos we were eating mian on the bus? lol when dey were gone i was practically swallowing my mian. cos i reaching my stop liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home, watched tvee and slept until 7. i wanted to stardiie wan ok! bud when my maid tried to wake mee up i din wan to. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sho bloody proud of myself. i finished reading outsiders ytd. can you blief it? i tink im the last person in the whole level to finish the book lor. watteva- bud i finished it! im bloody happy. im gonna do maths and science den stardiie for geog later. cos aaron promised to buy mee 10 scoops of icecream if i pass evrytink. see i got motivation to stardiie liao. wheeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos the bloody person whu boo-ed mee on my board and whus pepsi cola sia? i cnt be bothered wiv people w/o proper names. i dunt hav time to analyze their style of riting and guessing whu the hell are they. sho why dont you jus leave yor bloody name and i'll reply bloody politely on my board. wells, im not the kind whu dont say my pleases and tankews. sho tankew bloody much for asking mee to jiayow for my exams. i will, as i've said, for the sake of icecream x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't wanna know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109706498617209123?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109706498617209123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do you know how it feels like for someone close to stop talking to you for no apparant reason? do you know how loneliness feels like? nobody knows. nobody cares. she doesnt know how to appreciate me. i'm like her slave. and i always feel so stressed out whenever i'm with her. do you know how to feels like when you have to watch your words and tolerate with her nonsense at the same time? if you don't please don't blame me for being nasty. i've had enough. guess what? life without her rocks. wanna know how much it rocks? try counting the germs hidden under your fingernails. thats it. i'm enjoying myself with my wonderful friends - the people who are nice and friendly, people who appreciate me. my life is not changed even without her. i'm still the qinyi you know. the qinyi who can smile anytime anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;however, another side of me tells me that i'm ignoring her because i'm taking revenge. am i? i don't know. i know how she feels. i know exactly how it feels like to be thrown aside. i know it hurts. but why then am i doing it to her? why am i being so bloody mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its over. please take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cause we lost it all nothing last forever i'm sorry i can't be perfect &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now it's just too late and we can't go back i'm sorry i can't be perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not come online today. sho i shall say watt i wan to say now.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling bloody evry tuesday. i always feel bloody on tuesdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.. im such a disappointment. i scored a bloody low 30/50 for my bio ppr. if you dun tink its tt bad lemme tell you sumtink. its bottom six in class. im sho bloody sad i flooded the classroom. den someone had to come tell mee that i got a overall score of 72 which is an A2 for CA. i tink? im sho sho sorry.. i got stardiie. maybe i nv stardiie hard enuff. duno laaaa. bud i tink my brains not A1 brain de. even if stardiie oso cnt make it wan. next yer most prob not getting into 9subs stream le. you happy for mee mah? den today got back maths test ppr oso. oni 27/25. the previous test oso same. evrybody got improve but why i dun hav? can you pls gimme sum of yor smart genes? why you wan gimme crazee genes you dowan share yor smart genes wiv mee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiii im sad laaaa. to dose ppl whu tried to console mee xiexie ok. i noe im bloody useless sho you dun hafta care about mee the nxt time i try to drown evryone in the class. love you alll. please continue to stardiie sho tt you wont be lik mee - a bloody useless kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today honboon sat on sean's leg. and sumtink happened to sean's knee i tink. den the muscle there pain. sho ke lian. hope he gets well sooon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109697436078646210?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109697436078646210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109697436078646210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109697436078646210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109697436078646210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/waiting-for-somebody-to-come-and-set.html' title='waiting for somebody to come and set me 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type='html'>did i tell you at ate alot of icecream last week? i finished all my mcflurry coupons already. sho sad.. i wan more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sku super slack. rote another autograph boook. got back my oral results.. lik oni 26/40? i got nth to say laaa. sho i jus kept quiet down dere. sean kip trying to console meee. tt guys a relle nice buddy. HOWEVER, he can be irritating. his jokes are damn lame can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;mrs yeo said: see laa. dis kind of question.......&lt;br /&gt;sean went: see laa [xi la] is a place......&lt;br /&gt;dot.dot.dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched pocahontas today. mr tan veh nice. cos compo exam finish le den nth to do. den we spent lik half an hour deciding on watt to do for the next one and a half hours. hahaa we love the music rooom! got aircon sho swang. den mee lie on shan's leg down dere watch the movie. felt lik sleeping.. bud i din! cos the movie was too nice. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went to ah ma's place. yayy she made mee nice foood! love my ah ma to bits :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is shaking my head. as in taking my head and shake. you noe? she is crazee. she kip hitting the keyboard. say she wan tell my frens that im a ben dan. cos i nv stardiie. dots- i got nth to say. thats not gonna make mee study. shes gotta look for sumtink more motivating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shern's aiming for st hilda's normal stream. im aiming for heaven. whu wants to join mee? x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no matter what happens i'll always be with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109690313750000658?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109690313750000658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109690313750000658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109690313750000658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109690313750000658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/but-she-isnt-mee.html' title='but she isn&apos;t mee'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109681738121326930</id><published>2004-10-03T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T23:44:21.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he jests at scars that never felt a wound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Dev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i turn the corner, and there you are,&lt;br /&gt;while we both pretend not to see the other.&lt;br /&gt;we keep walking, our eyes straight ahead,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm grateful, as we pass one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were best friends for one year,&lt;br /&gt;a year of laughter, a year of tears.&lt;br /&gt;in the short time of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;we had promised to be friends for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but those tears' have now been altered,&lt;br /&gt;and the friendship has lasted just one.&lt;br /&gt;i know that it is the end,&lt;br /&gt;this is a friendship that will not be won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't understand why it ended,&lt;br /&gt;or that i didn't want it to.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes in life,&lt;br /&gt;you have to do what you have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was one of those cases,&lt;br /&gt;i could no longer call you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;i now know it can never go back,&lt;br /&gt;and i have to realize, this is the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;from &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt;______________x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i bought skittles and m&amp;amp;ms today.yayyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109681738121326930?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109681738121326930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109681738121326930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109681738121326930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109681738121326930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/10/he-jests-at-scars-that-never-felt.html' title='he jests at scars that never felt a wound'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109673016028994539</id><published>2004-10-02T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:33:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love will lead you back</title><content type='html'>i remember the day we had nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;so we went down to the city zoo&lt;br /&gt;just to kill an hour or two&lt;br /&gt;out in the good sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;but we had so much fun we were glad that we came&lt;br /&gt;we fed all the aniamls and gave each a name&lt;br /&gt;din even mind when it started to rain&lt;br /&gt;we had a real good time..&lt;br /&gt;but now that it's over and you're far away&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than each passing day&lt;br /&gt;all my friends sympathize and say&lt;br /&gt;he'll forget in time.. yes you will.&lt;br /&gt;give yourself a little more time..but it's already been well over a year&lt;br /&gt;and just in case you're interested you might like to hear&lt;br /&gt;how everyone is doing down at the city zoo&lt;br /&gt;without you..&lt;br /&gt;[[well the monkeys forgot ya&lt;br /&gt;[[the hippos forgot ya&lt;br /&gt;[[and so did the kangoroo&lt;br /&gt;but me and the elephant, we'll still remember you..]]&lt;br /&gt;me and the elephant. will never forget you..]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i wrote to ann landers and dear abby too&lt;br /&gt;and sought their advice as to what i should do&lt;br /&gt;they said everything that reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;will have to go..&lt;br /&gt;so i burnt all your pictures except two or three&lt;br /&gt;the one by my bed and one on my tv&lt;br /&gt;and the one that i'll always carry with me&lt;br /&gt;everywhere i go..&lt;br /&gt;well today was so nice and since i was in town&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'd take the opportunity to go down&lt;br /&gt;and see how everyone is down at the city zoo&lt;br /&gt;and what's new..&lt;br /&gt;[[well the rhino forgot ya&lt;br /&gt;[[and the zebra forgot ya&lt;br /&gt;[[polar bear and tiger too..&lt;br /&gt;but me and the elephant&lt;br /&gt;we still remember you..&lt;br /&gt;me and the elephant&lt;br /&gt;will never forget youu.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://unvisionx.diaryland.com/"&gt;belle&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my eng and chi ppr1 today. felt sleepy even before the exam. while i was riting chinese a slept awhile. den wake up, rote abit, slept again. i cudnt stop myself from falling asleep watt.. the topic sho boring, dun even noe watt to rite. in the end oni rote one and a half page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today tuition damn fahni. yanying liks calvin! she relle an lian him sia. she gave him a present when his bday is lik in dec? dots.. den she wanted to giv him a letter oso. den she say nah give you. wahh tt calvin damn dao sia. he took it a jus threw it down to the first level. as in throw from 5th to 1st level? you know..? poor yanying had to rush down to get it cos inside got calvin name, den she scared ppl pick up den sumtink will happen to calvin. haaaa. sho sweet worr. tts sumtink i will nv do for a guy. rite love letter?! thats crazeeee! den stooopiied calvin and joel kept kicking the lift when we went down. how bo liao can they get? -________-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were having dis discussion in the morning. sam said that if they made 1 ep let ppl vote for whu they wana kick out, jerryong confirm can get out liao. den jus now heard from flora that got ppl sign petition to go ask them bring jeassea back to singapore idol. sho coool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just taking revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________[x][o][x][o] ; please dont think that this was easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;im sorry i cant be perfect&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;scratched*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saying goodbye is never an easy thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109673016028994539?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109664146449528445</id><published>2004-10-01T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T22:47:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on little girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;waited on a line of wings and blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just to be the next to be with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiiya forget it laa. if cityharvest ppl continue to vote for jerryong in evry single episode den he confirm singapore idol liao. den still compete for watt? he can go and bang wall liao laa. lik damn watt can. jeassea got out and jerryong is stil in lor. den jus now jeassea sing the love will lead you back i feel sho sad for her.. she can be in top5 de lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 5freeperiods today. bud i decided to do tankingming's work since im such a good gurl. ended up wiv oni 2free periods to do my own tink sho i stardiied for science. however, stardiiing too much made mee gong. i went into the hall, sat down, prayed, saw the paper and evrytink went pooof! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed for tuition after sku. managed to work out some maths probs wiv mrsliew's help. tts gooood. came home and here i am. i seriously need to stardiie sumtink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109664146449528445?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109664146449528445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109664146449528445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dem nice names and dey jus refuse to use them as a form of acknowledgement. sigh sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate maths. i hate science. there's tuition and science test tmr. i hav neither completed my tuition homework nor stardiied for science. boo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooor mee. im sleepy. i dont wanna stardiie. boooks make mee sleep. ok, notes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron is blowing mee off the comp. he says that i need to stardiie. and he wans an a1. wells.. you'll never noe if you dont try. and if i dont off my comp now i wont get anywher. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109655486524348289?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109655486524348289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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praise the Lord! i love waiying! i love shan! i love zhiying! i love sylvester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay life rocksss. today, we were supposed to assemble at the parade square at 0720. sleepy and dumb mee was in the canteen with my dear waiying, crapping wiv jasmine and xinyi at 0721. amazing. then the innocent waiying and i were playing with out wunderfoo bluetooth and happily strolling to the parade square when all the sec2s were already seated dere x) wheee~ nice mr sooon came to ask for my class and i gladly told him with my t630 in my hands. he told us to go stand at the yellow line and take of our beautifoo socks. yay my nice nice socks are gone! we did 50squats and my legs were like taufoo after that? wahahaha waiying kept complaining that shining cheated while doing the squats. thats sho fahni. we stood there for flagraising and announcements and when all the sec1-3s were gone, we watched sooon cut sec4 guys hair! thats sho cool! he took the scissors which he used to pick my socks up to cut their hair. i tink. thats even cooler. he came to ask what time we were supposed to report, when he actualleh knew the answer :) and reminded us to come erlier next time. the three ly girls very pro. i salute them! i tink they bluffed sooon that one of them was sick or sumtink then both went to accompany her. wow. i never thought of that. potential ponners. wheeeets^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were alright. i was tired, slept during eng lit with my eyes open. puked my entire breakfast out during art which was a free period. cme was a blood sucking period. the professional artist limqinyi was utterly insulted by tansayhoe. someone like me does not need someone like her to criticize my beautifoo artwork and add disgusting colors to my beautifoo cme book. i want to puke can! i bet she never passed her art when she was studying. her taste sucks, her color combination sucks and worst of all her comments suck. biiSh* off you go-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mass lecture after school today. two interesting things. someone threw a paper aeroplane, mr lee was lik: who threw the damned thing!? brrrrr. and yay. the guy was made to stand infront of the lt. sho cool. and guess watt. i saw 6 gays today who planned to go to the toilet together. that was lik wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went out of school was sam zhiying wenshan, took bus with zhiying and wenshan to sing post. ooohh and i bought my 8days wiv the cute and handsome sylvester in it x) zhiying went home while mee and shan went to macs to eat and do some work. had loads of fun crapping with shan! how blur can that little girl get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home together on bus70 and made up some crap tink bout the bus having irritating dingdongdingdongdingdongdingdongdingdong bells that go twice evrytime you press that tink. slept on the bus and came home. ate, showered, read 8days, did sum work and tada* here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love waiying for accompanying mee through soon's lecture and apologising even when it wasnt her fault! if it was she-who-shall-not-be-named, i would be like hacked into pieces for supposedly dragging her into being late for flag raising. thats the difference between waiying and she-who-shall-not-be-named. thats why i say waiying is nice yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love shan for accompanying mee to macs and sleeping with mee on the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love zhiying for lending mee her cme boook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sylvester for being sylvester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the Lord for loving mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109647325814706609?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109647325814706609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/qiNyii/usErpix/dunmakemeecry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please smile at me;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109638516514974069?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109638516514974069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109638516514974069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109638516514974069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109638516514974069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to pierce his nose. that was like bloody cool? and guess why he went to do it. hahaa cause i told him that sylvester looks bloody cool  with a nose piercing. however, when i saw he-who-shall not-be-named today, i was shattered. he doesnt look bloody cool anymore. hes back to who he is. the normal he-who-shall-not-be-named face, with the bloody he-who-shall-not-be-named attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody attitude.&lt;br /&gt;bloody face.&lt;br /&gt;bloody assshole.&lt;br /&gt;bloody piece of munkie crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khangleng said that guys who wait for gurls when they're in the washroom are veh cute. dear khangleng, i hope you'll find yor prince soon. and i hope that he'll always wait for you when you're in the washroom x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109634911747301562?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109629690241716957</id><published>2004-09-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T12:58:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a mobile</title><content type='html'>nothing is changing. probably everything is changing. things come and go at the blink of an eye, they just go zzoooooOm and i dont even realize when theyre gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parting is such sweet sorrow. im still thinking about twocourage. still thinking of my playmates, my companions, my joy and laughter. life will never be the same without them. why is it we always have to lose before we can learn to appreciate? i never realized how important these people were to me when they were by my side. and now that they're going to leave.. i find it so hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being my friend. knowing you has been one of life's greatest pleasures - even if i dont remember you, please remember me x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109629690241716957?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109629690241716957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109629690241716957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109629690241716957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109629690241716957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/lifes-mobile.html' title='life&apos;s a mobile'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109620613389238474</id><published>2004-09-26T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:42:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loving you could be so easy</title><content type='html'>sylvester's on today's new paper! i want the new paper! whu eva has it can you please give it to mee! pleasee.. i wan sylvester's pic. actualleh i wan the whole article laa hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to church! yay church was fun. stardiied wiv my fellow sf-ers. sho fun! evrybody help evrybody else. hahaa den i kip screaming cos i cudnt solve maths. sho pissed wiv the damn ppr. i hate mensuration. bleaghx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho many tinks are happening all of a sudden. i tripped and fell ytd near sum drain while tinking of sumtink. tink mee tink too much le. wana say sho many tinks bud sho hard to pen down my tots. my english lik sho lousy can? aahhhhs nvm. you noe how i feel -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;serwvpn340976noietsjyl4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109620613389238474?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109620613389238474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109620613389238474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to hav dinner at sum restaurent laa. cos my granddad bday. den poor mee hadta go for tuition. cos exams round the corner le. dun wana miss any lessons. sho i chose not to go for the dinner and went for tuition instead. skipped my dinner. and my nice family brought macs back for mee! sho touched sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mee woke up at 1235 lidis. missed half an hour of meteor garden. sadded~ bud nvm. on the tvee first person i saw was ahsi. he damn shuai can? ok i tink i say alot of times liao. shant say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a veh short day. particularly cos i spent hav my day sleeping. hahaa. tuition tt time veh tired liao. hahaa the pl gers kip passing sum note arnd. got sumtink to do wiv calvin wan. tink the yanying gurl liks him? lol peng sia. he dis kind ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109612772285454665?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109604012778952331</id><published>2004-09-24T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T23:35:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine mee and youu</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;because girl you mean so much to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish that we could start it over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hav i ever told you that i lik the olympus advertisement on tvee? the camera wan wiv jeon ji hyun inside. shes sho preetty lo. her actions damn cute can? she in movies relle veh veh cute sia. the kind got attitude wan. shes the kind of gurl i will go for if im a guy. haa i tink i lik her more den BoA liao. wan dan^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im siick and tired of ppl pushing the blame unto others. i hate to hear dis - bud its not my fault watt. lik if its not yor fault you dun hav to be responsible for it? i dun give two hoots bout watteva you hafta say, as long as youre involved make sure you gao dim evrytink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel lik toking to my mum anymore. shes ridiculous. shes always right. im always wrong. i dowan to quarrel wiv her liao. can relle vomit blood. anyway the ending is always the same. she will say tt im childish and always wan to win in evry quarrel. shes the one can! i've had enuff liao laa. i'll jus shaddup and let her tok to herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont need your sympathy or apologies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tissuelogy&lt;br /&gt;TISSUELOGY&lt;br /&gt;TISSUELOGY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need skittles&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord pls throw sum skittles down from up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109595479611680049</id><published>2004-09-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T00:03:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weighs a ton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eyes are feeling heavy but they never seem to close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you noe watt. i tink i shudnt come home sho erly nxt time. i will jus watch tvee and sleep. tts lik a total waste of time can? tried to do maths bud when i see the qns i sian diao liao. close the book and headed for the sofa and off to sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to minimize my time wiv my dear comp, its starting to work ok. especially when my dad's around. hes lik sho smart can? lemme use at 1030 and force mee to off at 1115? tts terribly short, bud at least dere's sumone whu can help mee wiv sum self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lik oni 2 marks out of duno how many marks for my science test ytd? i tink dis is sho fahni LOL i nv listen to a single shit oso can get 2. professional-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of tinks i need to do bud no time. whole day feel lik sleeping. slept through geog and half of science today. totalleh restless. was trying to haggle wiv my mum bout the fone. i noe i confirm wont do well in the end of yer pprs even if i stardie. sho i ask whether i can stil hav my dear t630 even if i flunk evrytink. tt sounds ridiculous bud nvm. she say we'll see. i bet see until the end oso take back wan laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will never be the same____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[x][.] the only love i ever knew i threw it all away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109595479611680049?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109586630806272118</id><published>2004-09-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:18:28.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make this last forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was - nothing much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back maths test results. 17/25 is tt bad? duno laa anyway i anyhow do wan. dun care. slept wiv eyes open during science today. den mdm hasni was lik: clas put away yor books and notes. we're gonna hav a test den i went lik O.o ! i duno a single shit watt she toking since ytd lor. den the test i sleepy sleepy oso. oni noe a few answers nia. pathetic laa i noe. bud i dun care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate cme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went sam's place wiv umm, bluyee and frens? my music team. tried to do music bud we were crapping too much. din do much in the end. and the tink is lik on fri? wahahaha we're sho dead. ahhs nvm nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109586630806272118?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109586630806272118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109586630806272118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109586630806272118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109586630806272118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109569416817302664</id><published>2004-09-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T23:29:28.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to love somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;why should i bother when you never did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy, sad, and tired day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy - we won zhong zheng jing shen jiang! sho unbelievable. bud relle veh veh happy. put in sho much effort and it finalleh paid off! gonna miss those who will be leaving us next yer. life will nv be the same without you guys x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad - kor is in a bad shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired - hospital trip. interesting and fun though. running from the hospital to ahma's place and all the way back home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toook many pix cos of the award tink today. veh coool! sho many gurls cried. wahahaa i din ok! tink evrybody was too happy le. including mee. after exams wan go out wiv shan they all. evryday! hahaha dun wana waste time le. nxt yer most prob not gonna see dem again. siigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel lik to dislocate yor ankle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109569416817302664?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109569416817302664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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day. veh sleepy now. morning woke up quite erly cos my sis was playing the piano. disturb my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did sum tuition work, watched meteor garden for awhile den went to sku. sho sad oni can watch half an hr.. go sku meet yirui do science. did abit den go for hsk. sit dere 2hrs 25mins. sian diao. i down dere wan sleep liao. wulaoshi cor mee wake up. den i wake up start drawing on my ppr. draw ppl, flower, rite sum stuff den suddenly got tcher walk to my table scold mee ask mee dun draw. den i sian liao i sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tink veh tired liao evrybody go home. took bus wiv sean. den when he went down i go sit. tell you sumtink. i hate ppl whu liks to pick deir noses in public. i was sitting opposite dis auntie. wah lau i damn disgusted by her sia. she got dig her nose. dig until sho swang. den roll roll roll the tink and flick at mee. starting i veh patient lor. i tot she dig awhile den no more liao. den i nv say anytink she continue digging. i sho damn disgusted can! reach my stop liao i stand up i shout ta ma de at her den i walk down. heng i nv wear sku uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home rush tuition hw den sat off for tuition. today tuition relle sian sia. calvin veh irritating can. kip taking stuff from mee nv ask wan. wah lau ehhs den sho many qns mee duno how to do. can go bang wall liao laa. mus start revising liao if not eoy confirm stream to lousy clas wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109552123839442803?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109552123839442803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109552123839442803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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evrytink bout them. if you're relle tt goood den why do you hav to come near us and try to look at watt we're discussing? dis is watt i cor despicable. act nice - shaking yor hands before the debate "ohhh goood luck". patting yor back after the whole tink and say "oh dun feel sho sad". its lik wth? you win liao den you wan say dis kind of tink for watt sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran after FIVE buses out of the seven i took today. and out of the FIVE and chased after, oni TWO waited for mee? it was lik wow? i swear i'll nv chase after buses again. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science surprised tts. die liao. nv memorise anytink. evrytink jus rote crap. duno watt the hell i was riting on my script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun tinking of plans to run away from the maths test today. mr tan sho cooperative. wan help us lie. bud in the end din succeed. two o clock liao, den we were lik "hurry evacuate! hurry hurry!" den we run run run. bud run rong direction! banged into toh bee hooon. sianz. den no choice hafta do maths test. i totalleh screwed it up. die liao. nv stardie at all. hahaa angle of elevation and depression all duno. den got sho much time bud brain not working. sho i took a pic of the diagram and saved it in my fone. haa got chance den i post here bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the sg idol i recorded ytd. three words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love sylvester!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes lik sho cute can? lol and when he smiles arh.. wah relle bth arh. mee go sleep liao. can wake up veh veh late tmr. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron owes mee eight scoops of haagen dazs ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109543229051147123?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109535124395470760</id><published>2004-09-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T00:14:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i look into your eyes</title><content type='html'>i cnt stop smiling today. it was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;i love you 0109 x)&lt;br /&gt;skiitles rock my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sku was fine. tmr got debate liao. and i havent prepared a single shit. science ws haven finish. woonyee and edna autograf bk haven rite. tuition hw all not done. sho many qns duno how to do. sho lazy to ask aaron. i bet hes getting sick of all my maths stuff as well. bOo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat beside sam during lessons today and ytd. very happy cos down dere right under fan. damn swang~ den infront oso can hear better. sam kip doing dumb tinks lik riting pinkiie and co. all over her paper. wasting ppr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku shalyn sent mee to pl mrt cos she wan go geylang east. she swang lor. he jeric give her 50bux to spend for the wkend and tts lik wow? even my mudder dun giv mee tt. bleaghx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus now went tp eat at lemon grass. sum thai restaurant. veh nice wor! eat until sho full. wanted to go take neos bud daddy say waste muney sho we jus went home lo. bud stil veh long nv eat sho nice foood le. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Sylvester!&lt;br /&gt;i love sYlvester!&lt;br /&gt;i love syLvester!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylVester!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylvEster!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylveSter!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylvesTer!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylvestEr!&lt;br /&gt;i love sylvesteR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay sylvester got into top12! sylvester smile damn cute can! yay we love sylvester yeah jeannie? x) wahh relle bth sylvester arh. when he smile arh.. i oso feel lik smiling back wan leh. lik sho far oni got 3 guys sho powerfoo? to mee laa: jerry yan, daniel chang, sylvester! yay im in love wiv sylvester. dear sylvester, you rock can! jiayow yeahs! mee will support you all the way de. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see forever when i look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you're all i've ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;i always want you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;let's make a promise to the end of time&lt;br /&gt;we'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;and our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are face to face and heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know we will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;now i believe that wishes can come true&lt;br /&gt;'cause when i see my whole world&lt;br /&gt;i see only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i can see how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me realize&lt;br /&gt;when i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;when i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've looked for you all of my life&lt;br /&gt;now that i've found you&lt;br /&gt;we will never say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;nan't stop this feelin'&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing i can do&lt;br /&gt;'cause i see everything&lt;br /&gt;when i look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109535124395470760?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109535124395470760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109535124395470760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109535124395470760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109535124395470760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0109: do you miss skittles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bot mee m&amp;amp;ms. not as nice as skittles bud i stil lik x) shared wiv sum of my frens. nice tinks are meant to be shared. haa i stil rmb last yer mee jie gave mee a pack of cottoncandy wiv sum poppy tink. cos mee injured meeself. den mee sho touched lo. went arnd jumping here and dere eating tt tink. den when ppl ask mee giv dem i go say: nah, dis my jie's love for mee. and im sharing wiv you! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sku was alright. my cme boook was chosen by sayhoe! yay i din waste my time coloring. haa sho happy. after sku went home wiv shan and sam. mee and shan were taking pix wiv mee cam all the way from cch bustop to mee hse bustop lo. evrybody look at us lik watt lidis. hahaa toook sho many nice nice pix. gonna send to mee comp later wiv the infrared tink haojie lent mee. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's back! yay! i love my dad! tmr going to have dinner at lemongrass! yay long time nv hav dinner outside already. wiv mee dad's frwens. and i owe aaron 1earthquake plus 3 scoops of icecream now. he owes mee 5 still. haiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109525851046723615?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109525851046723615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109525851046723615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109525851046723615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109525851046723615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;ytd slept the whole afternoon away. today oso. haiii oni noe how to sleep. duno how to do maths. stil got alot of maths stuff duno how to do bOo- and my art proj haven even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you shi hou&lt;br /&gt;nian qing shi&lt;br /&gt;zuo cuo yi jian shi qing&lt;br /&gt;jiu yao dao yi bei zi de mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________i made the wrong step&lt;br /&gt;never gonna trust you ever a g a i n ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109517178363885736?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109517178363885736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109517178363885736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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FOR THE BETTER. bwahahaha. im proud of myself mans. im glad i changed man. nv wana lead tt kind of life ever again. tt kind of umm.. paikia life? ok sho i realize it sounds disgustink to cor yorself a paikia bud i jus cnt find the right word alright ahhh nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels goood to be guai! kenna influenced by alot of ppl. sho hard to get back on the right track. ppl lik shan, zhiying, yirui, miaoru, woonyee, sam, edna, jumping, nally, khangleng, JIAHE, meow? haa hope i din miss anyone of you out. without you guys, i guess i'll nv be able to pass anytink. particularly wana thank one special gurl. JIALING! wahahaha she was the one whu made mee realize tt im a christian. all the crazee tinks i did last yer, i nv once tot of God. until jialing came and invited mee to church, and den i was lik.. oh. im a christian. hahaha sounds sho fahni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and umm.. my kor? aaron! haa he's the best kor in the hole world. haa no wonder geok wan jio him. lol sam stop arguing wiv mee. my kor is better den yor kor sho no matter how nice yor kor is my kor is stil better xP my kor has been sho nice. he has lik duno how many million sis-s and he stil can be lik sho nice to mee? its lik evry single night he will come and 'yozz' . 'watssup' den i will start pouring evrytink to him and i dun care? haa he's lik my calculator - solves all my probs. and i duno how he does it. i dun hav the power to solve evrybody's probs. evrytime he tries to tell mee his probs i cnt provide goood solutions and i duno how to console him. i dun tink he minds. haa cos hes sho nice. he solves ALL my probs. including maths and science. he listens to mee tok about my frens, my clas, my msia trip, my handphone and my supper crap? hahaa and he craps back! wahahaha hes sho crappy lo. and i owe him lik 1 earthquake plus 1 scoop of icecream? haa for solving my maths. he owes mee 3scoops? wahahaha yay i love my kor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i riting dis shit when i havent done my argumentative essay and my debate shit. ahhhs ok im offf-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109508608380032641?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109508608380032641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109508608380032641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109508608380032641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109508608380032641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/and-i-never-want-to-leave.html' title='and i never want to leave'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109500473438511073</id><published>2004-09-12T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T00:32:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive waited all my life to cross this line </title><content type='html'>today sunday. yay veh nice. today had combined service. joined the adults yeah. this fahni pastor talked bout going out dere to preech. den at the end he go ask whu is willing to go out and spread the gospel for the Lord and blah blah. den sho many ppl go out. touched sia! den got 3 even go say wan sacrifice demselves go overseas work for God. i was sho touched lo.. cos i suddenly realise going out to spread the gospel is not an easy task. and den i suddenly rmb my dad is a missionary. sho coool riight. and he's in china now! i miss my daddy! i cried during sermon. just cos i miss my dad. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt had lunch den went to hav a haircut. nobody seems to realize it bud nvm. den my church frens came over. the little ones. they were lik singing and sininging and singing infront of the tvee. sounds crazee. i was doing my home econs. den i din go to ahma's hse cos i cudnt finish. den i did geog. and here i am. watt a boring day.&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/7549534-109500473438511073?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109500473438511073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109500473438511073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109500473438511073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109500473438511073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/ive-waited-all-my-life-to-cross-this.html' title='ive waited all my life to cross this line '/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109491809925440043</id><published>2004-09-11T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T00:53:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a perfect love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i want to make you feel beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday! wheeEEets~ co day. we heard tt two failed auditions bud duno whu yet. i hope tt its not mee laa. hahaha. my juniors are sho sho sho darn noisy. and when you scold dem for talking during practice theyll scold you back. blockheads! i biig or you biiig? boo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end alrdy went to eat together wiv the rest of mee sectionals. including mee juniors laa. auntie gave mee extra noodles again bud today noodles not nice. hahaa shar one day i treat you ok? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went home. on the bus veh scary. met dis guy whu looks lik my cello tcher? lol den its lik the whole upper deck of 76 got sho sho sho many seats lo. he purposely come sit beside mee and tok to mee sia! i dun even noe him lo. den ask mee alot of qns. say watt he owaes come cch laa, watt shit watt shit. den he ask mee whether i hav a boyfren and i was lik -__________-'' den i just smile smile at him den he kip insisting i have lo! he veh crappy laa. sumore shake hand wiv mee tell mee he cor james. dOtS. den i duno watts his motive laa. i tot he wan steal my stuff. bud its lik my muney nv put in my pocket lor. oni my fone. den when i got down i hurry check my fone and my tinks. heng nv lose anytink. crazee guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wk even worse. while walking out of sku and looking into the cars parked outside dose landed property i saw sumtink unclean bwahahaha disgustink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and did sum home econs and tuition hw. and sumhow now i owe aaron one earthquake plus 1 scoop of icecream. and he doesnt owe mee anytink! tts sho unfair lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went tuition. today tuition damn gao xiao man. i wok in den i roll on floor luff liao. calvin go cut botak! lol sho fahni sia.. den he was lik my hair nice right. den i say you no hair liao lol damn gao xiao can.. he looks sho fahni wivout hair. den he today crazee crazee wan. tcher read out answer for mcq den he kip saying c for calvin. damn zi lian can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to meet mee mum and sum church frens to hav supper! sho fun sia evrybody eat together. sho much foood lo. den mee piinkie and xiaoxuan took pix on mee fone. i love my fone! wahahaha xuan sho preety sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den now come back le lo. aaron say i ate sho much nv leave foood for him den make mee owe him icecream. sianz. sam kel steph end of yer all going overseas. siigh. sam and steph going korea. steph and kel going jap. mee wan ask dem help mee buy BoA cds. den from now gotta save up. sho many tinks i wana buy. haiiiis calvin go ask mrs liew whether can let him help her give out flyers for her tuition. hahaha i oso wan. anytink tt hav muney to earn i wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she still turns my world upside down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109491809925440043?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109491809925440043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109491809925440043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109491809925440043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109491809925440043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-perfect-love.html' title='for a perfect love'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109482947008603927</id><published>2004-09-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:23:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant see mee loving nobody but you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and you say you belong to mee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sum sleeep. bOo- i sleept lik oni 4hrs ytd? spent duno how long doing my maths. luckily got mee nice nice nice kor help mee. if not mee confirm cnt make it de. den today during tuition mrs liew praised mee cos i was the oni 1 whu got full marks for the tests!! wahahaha relle relle wan thank mee kor for helping mee ytd. den mee stooopiied stooopiied one. he explain to mee le mee stil dun understand. make until he sho pek cek. haa bud he stil tried to show mee how to do the steps lo. he's the best kor on earth. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning woke up veh veh erly. went sku, ate breakfast. auntie gave mee extra noodles cos she say i veh cute lol den went to co rooom practise awhile and taught mee juniors sum stuff. had my audition, hopefully i will pass it. worked veh hard on it for the past few months le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did sum stuff den the few of us walked out together. the gurls wanted to do guides stuff sho mee and sam went to singpost to eat. had a long talk wiv her at long johns. tot about alot of stuff after tt. haiii change change change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tuition, kept yawning den came back. did sum work and here i am. there are sho many ants running here and dere. irritating. kel din buy pouch for mee :( now she owes mee a pouch and a burger. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wouldnt trade anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your still my everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109482947008603927?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109482947008603927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109482947008603927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109482947008603927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109482947008603927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-cant-see-mee-loving-nobody-but-you.html' title='i cant see mee loving nobody but you'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109474349104260589</id><published>2004-09-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T23:24:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember mee this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i said are you gonna be my girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bOo!  i wan go bang wall liao. sho many projs and hw havent complete yet. duno how to go back sku on monday. today already thursday le. three more days to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my calculator. it solves all my probs. i will probably die doing maths without my dear calculator. wahahaha havent finish alot of tinks. i relle wan go bang wall liao. sho many projs havent do. home econs, music, art, debate, geog blah. and im stil trying to find out which wall bang once can die liao. bleaghx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharlyn! you noe i love you. pls do all my hw. i promise i will give you my fone and my sister's boyfren's jacket. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my day doing maths, watching tvee, sleeping, eating, slacking. luckily got simple plan entertain mee while i do my maths. if not i confirm will give up halfway one. and the stooopied tamagotchi. damn irritating can. waste my time taking care of dem while i can do more maths. bbrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sg idol is a wonderfooo show. it takes away all my maths. yay i love sylvester. im sho glad he's back for the wild card. he smile veh cute can! got one guy cor nathaniel or sumtink lidis. veh shuai oso. bud he nv get in. sad siaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna spend my whole day tmr doing geog and debate and music and den im rushing over for tuition and when i come back im gonna do chinese and home econs and unless i finish evrytink, i wont sleep tmr. sounds goood? x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day i won't take this anymore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day i'll be old enough to do what i want to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i won't have to run away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you won't be there to say i'm not allowed to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109474349104260589?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109474349104260589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109474349104260589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109474349104260589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109474349104260589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/remember-mee-this-way.html' title='remember mee this way'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109464330570427648</id><published>2004-09-08T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T11:29:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you remember my name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;indecision is the key to flexibility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. dis is sho unbelievable. ak use friendster. lol i saw le i roll on the floor and luff. i duno watts sho nice to luff about laa. bud its lik sho fahni can. i look at the pic den i cnt stop luffing liao. hes amazingly cute sia. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mee woke up veh late. den stil slowly took my time to pack my stuff. reach sku veh veh late. cudnt be bothered to run. "do you tink i will run into sku? thats sho uncoool" lol im quoting flora poon. sounds goood to mee haa. the stooopiied lecture was lik sho long and draggy lor. i was sleeping upstairs at the start. den wpk moved all of us down. right infront of the tcher's face. sho i started to fill my ppr wiv my drawings. i was veh bored can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the break mee waiying lynette were playing wiv our fones. den waiying keep asking us to bend our heads down den open our eyes biig biig to look innocent. den we were lik -_________-'' haa bud we toook nice pix! i love my phone!! nice nice color fone. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiying and mee kip playing wiv the bluetooth tink in the LT. den saw dis person cor shawn one. we tried to send him sumtink bud he dowan accept. not fun wan. den we whole day down dere play wiv steph tama. i got the ultimate for both games liao. not fun one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end le den came home lo. took bus wiv waiying again. tts bout all for the day. and i realised sumtink. dere are many many many many many many ants crawling arnd my house. i hate ants. ants remind mee of him. cockroaches tooo. yay i hate creepy crawlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never put off till tomorrow what you can avoid altogether&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109464330570427648?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109464330570427648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109464330570427648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109464330570427648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109464330570427648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/will-you-remember-my-name.html' title='will you remember my name?'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109456652275688430</id><published>2004-09-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T22:42:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the way down</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the spaces between my fingers were made so that someone else would fit into it. no one's fingers fit as nicely as yours. would you accept me and fit your fingers in?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts sho coool! today is tuesday, co day, happy day. watteva. maths was boring, den i got back my science ppr. 36.5/50 alright. tts not sho bad. den discussed sum geog tink and waited for lik duno how long for co to start. during tt period of time i went to eat, tok, sleep, drink, dream, soccer court? haa. i duno watt i go dere for. tink i nth better to do laa. i lik the songs in the moron's mp3 player. except for dose noisy noisy wan laa. his choice of songs damn nice can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph forgot to bring home her tamagotchi today. sho i brought it home. got two can?! lik damn mah fan lor. i damn tired liao stil must go take care of the 2 lil imps. hole day not happy wan. den owaes shit arnd. stooopiied sia. i will nv wana go n buy dis tink. total waste of time and energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i do hav sum nice juniors. excluding hannah. jasmine's quite nice. can click quite well wiv her. duno why just now suddenly go tok to her when we walking out, den realise she's quite nice to tok to. although she can be clumsy at times - tripping over cellos, spoiling bass, knocking dowan pujias. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok since sharlyn loves my blog i shall say i love her blog back. she has dis special way of making simple stuff nice. yay we love simple stuff. i duno why she can make tinks sho nice. bud its just nice can! lik duno watt stooopied nicks she hav. its sho stooopiedly nice lol. i love her duno watt notebook wiv duno watt fahni phrases and nice ritings inside? lol nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's alright sho far. im just missing youu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109456652275688430?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109456652275688430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109456652275688430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109456652275688430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109456652275688430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-way-down.html' title='on the way down'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109449488137406934</id><published>2004-09-07T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T02:21:21.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's compromise that moves us along</title><content type='html'>watt time izit. 1:43 in the morn. and i duno wth im doing online. ok i noe. im doing the geog proj research. my time is gonna be sho packed today. my day will be lik sho sian lo. maths extra lesson, science extra lesson, geog proj, co and den go home. sian arh.. can die man. getting back science ppr in lik less den 8hrs time? scary sia. duno whether will pass norts. all i rite crap wan lors. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing ytd. i practically just laid arnd playing wiv my new fone. i love my fone! yay! watched tvee, and used the comp. i toked to my son lik for 4hrs plus? lol nth better to do watt. slept at 7plus and woke up just to do dis shit. bleaghx im off to sleep liao laa. ehs no. im going to REST. haa later aaron say i pigging again. its not called pigging ok. its called RESTING. see you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109449488137406934?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109449488137406934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109449488137406934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109449488137406934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109449488137406934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-compromise-that-moves-us-along.html' title='it&apos;s compromise that moves us along'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109439419362663698</id><published>2004-09-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:30:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl with the broken smile</title><content type='html'>i knew it de lor. he dun love mee anymore le. whueva tt is whu tagged you relle spoilt my day can. i duneed ppl lik you to tag my board lor. wah lau. damn du lan now can! waited and waited and waited for sho long for him to come back. and den he's not toking to mee, and sum stooopied tag had to appear on my board. bOo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the fone alrdy - t630. bud its currently under my mum's name. which means she can take it back as and when she feels lik. until i get goood grades for my end of yer streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a bad day. how bad can it get. bleaghx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109439419362663698?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109439419362663698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109439419362663698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109439419362663698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109439419362663698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/girl-with-broken-smile.html' title='girl with the broken smile'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109438748736335669</id><published>2004-09-05T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T20:31:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanna feel real love in the home that i live in</title><content type='html'>sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not feeling any better. puked twice since ytd night. terrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sf rocksss can? lol. we had dis party tink today. sho fun lo. had ice cream and durian cake! veh veh veh nice wor. eat until sho swang man. den hung arnd after sf to play. evrybody sho nice, ask mee izit i sick and whether i ok norts. tt feeling rockss man. evrybody caring for you. sho long nv had dis nice feeling le. told you sf rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to hav dinner wiv &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haojie&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;minhui&lt;/span&gt;hanwei&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yanfang&lt;/span&gt;jianwen&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xiuzhi&lt;/span&gt;sherman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;. plus the sick &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;! dey wan eat kfc. sho i just follow lor. den since nobody say i cnt eat anytink, i just ate. fried or not fried i dun care. since nobody cares. bleaghs. had fun eating and writing little notes for guang wei. haa. hopefully he comes back to join us sooon. evrybody miss him sho much lo. including mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and immediately puked out almost evrytink i had at kfc. especially the coleslaw. disgusting. pooor mee. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mee mum finalleh decided to get mee a T630 black color wan on sum terms and conditions. i duno why i suddenly chose tt. its the same as waiying's. probably cos its cheaper now le bah. shes on her way back. im sure her conditions are veh ridiculous wan. haiii nvm. i will do anytink for the fone x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is he coming back. bOo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109438748736335669?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109438748736335669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109438748736335669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109438748736335669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109438748736335669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-just-wanna-feel-real-love-in-home.html' title='i just wanna feel real love in the home that i live in'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109431033198756680</id><published>2004-09-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T23:05:31.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army - above self, beyond duty</title><content type='html'>today was not sho bad. finalleh made up my mind to go to jeannie's house. i din regret it. bud im sure its veh fun over at shan's, hope you guys are enjoying yorselves yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went co. super boring. irritating juniors keep bugging jolene. poor her. took mrt over to jeannie's place. helped to set up stuff for her sis's bday party. watt a spoilt sis she has. macdonalds came over. and dey had sum catering tink. from JACKS PLACE. wth. blardy rich. i dun lik her sis. i met dis 2 gers at the party. dey're lik sho damn cute can. got one ger her name nicolette. shes sho preety lo! and rather crazee at times. den another ger cor elysha or sumtink lidis. she has a cute brudder. and a cute mudder. her mudder damn coool can. short short cute cute one. piang ehh. my mum half of her goood enuff le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt rushed for tuition. dumb kelvin (ok i just realised its supposed to be calvin) or calvin or watteva name tt is stole my fone. and i spent half the time blowing my nose. suffering from a terrible flu plus sore throat. i feel lik dying. bleaghx. i kip wanting to puke today lor. n i nearly puked during tuition. i need sum medicine or watteva dere is. no way am i toking to my mudder - which means no way am i gonna get muney for the doctor. i'll wait for my dad to be back tonight. he's sho much nicer den my mum. stooopied mudder of mine, oni noe how to quarrel wiv mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s t o o o p i e d. flu plus sore throat. nobody cares anyway. when is he coming back. deres no one to help mee buy my magazines. sigh sigh. i wan the one wiv jerry yan on the front page one. bud he wont care anymore. he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho am i. pooof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109431033198756680?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109431033198756680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109431033198756680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109431033198756680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109431033198756680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/army-above-self-beyond-duty.html' title='army - above self, beyond duty'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109422711211413845</id><published>2004-09-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T23:58:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down in hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/qiNyii/BoA/singles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/qiNyii/BoA/ohman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan evrytink here. BoA rockss can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109422711211413845?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109422711211413845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109422711211413845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109422711211413845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109422711211413845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/down-in-hell.html' title='down in hell'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109421589973625580</id><published>2004-09-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T20:53:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you were telling mee no</title><content type='html'>girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;girl friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;sadded~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throwing mee aside cos of another gurl.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&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/7549534-109421589973625580?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109421589973625580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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tiring. i hate thursdays. always hafta rush through all my tuition hw. den lessons oso veh sian wan. especially when sean's not around. its sho darn quiet in in clas can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much laaz. just veh tired. im sho happy sg idol is on thursday. wahahaha. christopher rockss! he's singing is ok nia. bud he veh smiley. veh nice. sylvester is damn cute can! he smile damn cute lo. he shud smile more. and if he sing chi songs confirm veh nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. im stil contemplating whether i shud do the home econs tink. will she do it? or will she just come tmr and say she cnt find the construction ppr, her comp crashed, her printer got stuck, her mum din let her use the comp or?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad. i actualleh promised jeannie to go for her sis's bday party dis sat already. bud its lik shan just invited mee over this sat for a sleepover cum bbq? den im lik stuck lo. i've got co in the morning, den i hafta go for jeannie's sis party, den i need to rush for tuition, and tt leaves no time for wenshan's bbq! my mum was lik "NOWAY. you are not going for the sleepover." she wont care if i went for the bbq laa. budden tuition how?! die liao.. haiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i will love you baby always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll be there forever and a day always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yill the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i know when I die you'll be on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll love you always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109413719797550064?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109404711447128300</id><published>2004-09-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:58:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanted to be there for you like no one else before</title><content type='html'>she's sho high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fwahahaha 0109 rocksss! life's sho darn goood wiv you around.&lt;br /&gt;sarang haeyo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109404711447128300?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109404711447128300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109404711447128300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109404711447128300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109404711447128300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-wanted-to-be-there-for-you-like-no.html' title='i wanted to be there for you like no one else before'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109396466822843859</id><published>2004-08-31T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T14:08:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small is beautifoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;y t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;s'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a happy day. fwahahaha. nv sho happiie fer sho long le. got celebration today. the performance veh dumb sia. den i was sitting behind wiv sam waiying lynette dey all. veh veh hot. den i din realise he was just sitting a few seats behind us. den tok until sho loud. sho paiseh lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the performance got sum party tink. the foood was pathetic. bud nvm.. quite nice. den had sum games. dey gave us crepe ppr, newsppr, glue, ballons, ribbon, tie hair tink and sum other shit. meow go put the balloons in honboon's shirt. den make the breasts. wahahaha. sumore got nipple wan. damn chio sia. den other grps go copi us. buden in the end mee and zhiying and meow dress hon boon up until damn chio, den we won laa. swang man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt mee and shan walked out together to take 76. shan kip saying tt she cnt wait to see her pri sku frwens. mee oso laa.. was kinda excited liaos. went to meet jeannie to buy cake for ms a ng and mrs chong. went macs to eat n draw on the cake boxes. jeannie fell asleep halfway. mee hadta wake her up to ask her go home wiv mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came over and i slacked arnd while she slept, again. sonia called sho we went down to meet her and lorraine at pl traffic light dere. saw shiaohong on the way in, she looks sho different le. i lik duno her anymore. bud shes stil sho skinny! met janice and yunhuey after tt. sho happie to see mee fwens lo. evrybody looks sho different le. bud im kinda relieved tt evry1 is stil alive and kicking! haa. the few of us went to talk to mrs chong and pass her the tink. hahaa. shes going bald le. sho ke lian. den went to see jenny lee. sianz. she make us carry present to her car for her. wah lau. den we saw her boyfren, not shuai wan. sumore he is sell longans wan lo. sho useless. bleaghx. ate my fav nasi lemak plus alot of chilli den toured arnd wiv lorraine. relle miss pl sho much.. the discipline dere is relle great man. if cch lidis den goood le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we sat arnd and tok den &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sonia&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yunhuey&lt;/span&gt;jeannie&lt;/span&gt; went to take neos! din regret taking it although i got not enuff muney le. haa. i'll relle miss sonia mans. shes sho nice. &lt;- happie now my dear sonia?.. i said you're nice. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parting is such sweet sorrow.. sighs. duno whens the nxt time we're gonna meet again. mee decided to go sit sit at sonia's place. sho we went over to explore her stuff while the others went home. she shared her collection of postcards wiv mee! sho darn happiie mans. shes sho sho sho nice. and she lent mee freaky friday original soundtrack. coool~ was sho busy arranging her postcards for her tt we forgot the time. bleaghx. went home at nine plus. super worn out le. den on the way we called ms e ng wish her happiie tchers day. shes at rivervalley pri now. sumwher near town. yeah.. gotta visit her one day. miss her sho sho sho much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today veh veh long.. bud relle unforgettable. relle enjoyed myself veh much. thanx fer yor time yeah budds. i love you all sho sho sho much x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is 0109 le.. i dun wana spend it alone. i need youu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109396466822843859?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109387587625525756</id><published>2004-08-30T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T14:07:45.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take my breath away</title><content type='html'>today was lloooonnnggg. i duno laa. just tink tt time was running kinda slowly today. haiii. quite sad laaz. got back two papers today. chinese and maths. both did quite alright. bud im not happy wiv my results. cos chinese deproved le. got oni 80.5. deprove by 2.5 marks. maths got 21.5/25 for the motion geometry test. i did sho much practice le. den in the end got sho low. all careless de. veh veh disappointed wiv myself. watts happening to mee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd stardiie sho hard for the blardy science test. read read read sho much le. den in the end went into the room i suddenly evrytink cnt rmb. cudnt even differentiate atoms and molecules. all the equations duno how to write. oni noe the photosynthesis one. wah lau. im gonna flunk dis test lo. and mrs liew's gonna kill mee. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went ah ma hse eat and slack awhile, den come home. on the way home, waiting for bus tt time. tinking of sho many tinks. i was looking at my knee and i suddenly rmb tt tink again. haiii. den i start toking to k.. hes sho nice. othough the dun say anytink. bud owaes listen to mee. and im happiie enuff. im thankful for a fren lik him. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got tankingming his car le. hope he liks it. its a bmw. wahahaha. just now went shopping and did sum shit. met lorraine and her hair is stil as straight as ever. shes not going back. dere's noone to visit anyway. sho im not going back as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ 0109 will never be the same without you ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109377953126195670</id><published>2004-08-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:38:51.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never get over you getting over me</title><content type='html'>dun lie to mee. im not as stooopied as you tink i am. i duneed yor dumb excuses. why dun you just tell mee the truth? if you're sho ashamed of watt you have done, and it relle makes you guilty and scared and tts why you lied, you shudnt even hav done it in the first place. i suggest you repent, pray to God and change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. [ romans 6:23]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b l e a g h x . ppl are snatching my eerr zzii away from mee. wah lau. i noe he veh nice laa. bud hes mine ley. can dun steal my boii onort.. and eerr zzii arh. you oso laa. all yor fault. got gerfrwen dowan mee liao. nxt time dun come find mee liao laa. go find yor gerfrwen. sho many fer you to choose. mee not important liao right. i hate you can. shOo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today church was not sho bad. abit boring. oni bible stardie nice. learn bout how to spread gospel today. veh coool wor.. wenzhen veh veh nice to us. owaes giv us sweets, den lunch will treat us drinks. shes a super nice tcher lo. den we plan to give her tchers day present nxt week. bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now mee auntie and uncle came over. treat us kfc. den darius down here play lik siao. tt crazee boi. learn sho many tinks. i tink he oni 4yers old lo. learn watt karate, piano, violin, swimming, art and alot of shit laa. grow up confirm alort of gers wan one worrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knee havent ok. not say veh pain laaz. bud veh irritating. evrytime i feel the pain i tink of tt tink. haiii. sadded~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got science test. im stardiiing le. mrs liew gimme alort of exercises to practise wiv. actualleh is i ask for dem de. cos i desperately wana do well fer my science dis time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109377953126195670?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109377953126195670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109377953126195670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109377953126195670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109377953126195670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/ill-never-get-over-you-getting-over-me.html' title='i&apos;ll never get over you getting over me'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109370748720263684</id><published>2004-08-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:38:07.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quincy</title><content type='html'>today is saturday. saturday is co day. nth much. just play n play n play. before tt we had sum zzjsj presentation tink. tink we did quite well. even if dun win oso nvm. as long as we tried le im happy enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt come home watch tvee. watch yanchengxu mv. hes sho damn coool inside can.. wah lau. the dumb ger go dump him for another guy. shes relle dumb lor. in my opinion, ah si rocksss! hes sho damn shuai can! when he bullie shan cai he damn cute lor.. wahahaha. den he smile damn yandao can. bwahahaha. after tt slacked arnd and toked to amiirah on the fone. i love her to bits. cos i was lik listening to myself tok to myself. sho fun. wahahaha. cheerios ger! put dis behind you and move on wiv life yeahs?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tuition. stooopied kelvin was crapping again. tt dumb guy kip wanting to eat his prawn crackers when mrs liew say cnt eat liao. den when he said tt he was prefect in pri sku evrybody luffed lik hell. i relle luff until wan faint liao sia. he dis kind can be prefect?! wahahaha. pigs can fly liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was tinking izit all the ppl whus name start wiv kel all veh fahni wan. see arh..&lt;br /&gt;kel-win [church fwen]&lt;br /&gt;kel-vin [2md]&lt;br /&gt;kel-vin [tuition]&lt;br /&gt;kel-ly kon [mee clas]&lt;br /&gt;kel-ly koo&lt;br /&gt;see? ppl whus names start wiv kel all veh veh fahni. sho fahni right. wahahaha ok its not fahni im just luffing for the sake of luffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell down while climbing up the over head bridge today tinking of sumtink. stooopied. sounds sho dramatic right. bud its true lo! mee limped all the way to tuition. now not sho bad le. its internal injurie laa. i tink will be ok sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i traded it all&lt;br /&gt;if i gave it all away for one thing&lt;br /&gt;just for one thing&lt;br /&gt;if I sorted it out&lt;br /&gt;if I knew all about this one thing&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't that be something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109370748720263684?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109370748720263684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109370748720263684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109370748720263684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109370748720263684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/quincy.html' title='quincy'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109360998858737970</id><published>2004-08-27T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T20:33:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one by one</title><content type='html'>&gt; i was finally getting over you and actually believing you're not my all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i was finally accepting you had another girl&lt;br /&gt;&gt; then you smiled at me and ruined it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sernhgtberogheroughb eroyj&lt;br /&gt;*  miXed feELiNgs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it was a goood day.&lt;br /&gt;seeing him in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;den in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;seeing him in my dreamss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realise how badly i wan tt cake baked by him.&lt;br /&gt;i shudnt hav said no.&lt;br /&gt;regrets-&lt;br /&gt;its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw him fly on the court.&lt;br /&gt;spin, slide, roll.. faall.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovesick! watts my problem. i must be crazee. home econs proj was quite goood. sold all my cakes. and i kept one for aaron. just nice. evrybody say nice. i tink its ok oni. nth special.. bud as long as can sell can le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went for match at tp. saw cedarians. unity against cch. you get sho kanchiong fer the players. sumtimes you just get over anxious. when dey kip shooting and shooting and the ball just cnt go in. he got gai-ed by unity num15 twice. veh obvious. and i got sho irritated even when i wasnt the one on the court. d u m b. saw gers standing up shouting his name. cheering him on. i got nth to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealou&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sy has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt rushed for tuition. jiayi pei mee go busstop. shes sho nice. send mee all the way dere and even wait wiv mee. thanx arh jiayi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs liew said im quite smart. fahni. i tink im the stooopiedest ger in the world. im sure i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iwishicouldhavetoldyouthethingsikeptinsidebutnowiguessit'sjusttolate&lt;br /&gt;somanythingsremindmeofyouihopethatyoucanhearme&lt;br /&gt;imissyouthisisgoodbyeonelasttime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109360998858737970?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109360998858737970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109360998858737970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109360998858737970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109360998858737970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-by-one.html' title='one by one'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109353166750091358</id><published>2004-08-26T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:47:47.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody has the same dream</title><content type='html'>nth went right today. sadded~ its another terrible day. losing my stuff, flunking my test, facing stooopied ppl, counting my undone homework. sickkK! i stil hav sho many tinks waiting fer mee to do, tution homework, maths, science revision, literature notes, filing etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flunked my geog ppr. expected. wasnt prepared at all.&lt;br /&gt;d u n  r u b  i t  i n .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stooopied ppl. dun steal my foood if its not for you. you're not welcome. you dun have the rights to offer MY food to ppl bcos tts MY food! watts yor prob? taking my foood go ask arnd: you want? dun test my patience. biSssHh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got sho many hw due nxt week. weekend must stay at home le. cnt run about too much alrdy. science test next monday. gonna stardie lik hell. i will learn to love science. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is cbois match le. against unity! i rmb their chinese name: xie he = shoobox! wahahaha. mee and waiying went to watch last yer. 2 tinks i rmb: num1 - most of deir players have the same red and white shoo. num2 - their lan ban damn qiang. sho.. yeah. chung cheng jiayow! mee shud be going down to support dem bah.. haa. go see lightning! x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh. just now watch singapore idol. watch until veh kek xim sia. sho many commercial breaks. den my sis kip clapping n clapping. however, i tink oli was great. oli rockss. i love oli! yay! she's in le! the top3 today quite obvious laa. othough mee tink the gay guy oso not bad. next week is the christopher michael lee le! tt guy's sho damn cute can! he better get into top3 oso. bleaghx. mee n mee sis were discussing, its either we see oli in a skirt or we see florence wiv short hair. haa. i rather see oli in skirt! yay! we love oli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a flower bending in the breeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bend with me, sway with ease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we dance you have a way with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay with me, sway with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109353166750091358?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109353166750091358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109353166750091358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109353166750091358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109353166750091358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/everybody-has-same-dream.html' title='everybody has the same dream'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109344741328839377</id><published>2004-08-25T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T23:23:33.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unclear. unsure. uncertain</title><content type='html'>w e d n e s d a y -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testS! scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature: i duno a single shit bout watt i was riting.&lt;br /&gt;chinese: front was alright. sentences sucked. compre was a killer&lt;br /&gt;science: cancelled-&lt;br /&gt;oral: i screwed it up. my eng was damn twisted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was fine bah. nth much oso. congrats to all the ppl whu got into tj sho far: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jumping&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;miaoru&lt;/span&gt;woonyee&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;chickee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt;shan&lt;/span&gt;. not forgetting our dear &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mr heng&lt;/span&gt;, oni one whu got into vj -.-'' [ extra! ] dose whu hav not.. no worries. dun cry. evrytink will turn out fine de. i'll kip you guys in my prayers. cheers yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went to steph hse to bake cake. it was yummylicious! love it man. kel kip saying she see the tink she scared le. cos alot of sugar, alot of oil. haa.. FATS! den while the cake was in the oven we sat down in her kitchen to tok. tok bout alot of tinks. den sum1 leak out alot of secrets worr.. haaha. den steph did sum fahni action mee n kel roll on the floor and luff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today den realise mee parents gimme the freedom relle alot. although its nt lik flora dose kinda anytime come home parents oso dun care wan, bud i tink its goood enuff fer mee le lo. i see kel and steph and jo. sho damn ke lian.. hafta kip making up excuses and kip telling lies to deir parents. mee n mee mum veh goood wan. i just told her i go steph hse bake tink fer home econs she say ok le. haa.. relle wan thank God for giving mee such nice parents x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw her today. stil the same old her. nth changed. she din tok to mee. i din hav anytink to say to her. dis yer's 0109 wont be the same le. it will nv be the same without her arnd. shes gonna have her own plans and im probably gonna do nth. or mayb just stay at home and cry. i mean, watt can i do? i dun plan to do anytink bout it anymore. never will be goood enuff for her. never. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sho many tinks i do fer you, you just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sho many tinks i give up fer you, you just wont know. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109344741328839377?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109344741328839377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109344741328839377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109344741328839377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109344741328839377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/unclear-unsure-uncertain_25.html' title='unclear. unsure. uncertain'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109335908180637840</id><published>2004-08-24T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:51:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than a bird</title><content type='html'>tuesday! a veh veh veh nice day. im feeling much better today. cos of sho many ppl! wahahaha evrybody is exceptionally nice today. i wan thank my kor for being dere.. i have the best kor in the world. bwahahaha he's sho nice lo. owaes make mee luff. biig tankew to mee eerr zzii, steph and sin. i duno watt else to say besides tankew. and maybe veh veh tankew. hahaa. im sho high today. thank God for making mee short! x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr veh scary leys. got lit clas test, chinese test, science oso mayb got, den stil got oral. hopefully tmr will pass veh quickly. its sho scary lo. four tests in a row. i sho far oni stardie chinese. stil got chengyu haven stardie. den the rest i dun care liao. hahaa. all not impt sho nvm. i hate the blardy tcher whu made the chinese notes for chapts 25-26. the sentences sound sho ridiculous to mee. and all the words in the sentence sho chim wan lor. cnt giv simpler sentences meh? bleaghx. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sku was alright today. nth much to say. getting busier and busier wiv the stooopied chinese stuff. stooopied ppl must wait fer mee to chase dem den gimme deir work. bbrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cboys won RI today. 61-54 pro.. dey win liao. national champs shud be no prob bah? haa.. my juniors were telling mee cch no.7 lik lightning.. den got one junior was showing mee his stunts. i was lik ... ... nth to say. duno how to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you`re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you`re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you are not mine would i have the strength to stand at all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109335908180637840?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109335908180637840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109335908180637840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109335908180637840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109335908180637840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/more-than-bird.html' title='more than a bird'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109327082007899731</id><published>2004-08-23T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T22:20:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imsorry;itsnotyou</title><content type='html'>i don't know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiii. height doesnt mean anytink. izen tt watt i've always been telling vicki and myself. i dont believe in that shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx ppl out dere whu tried to console mee. i appreciate tt. you just dun understand how it feels lik to be short. and stop saying "qinyi im taller den you!" its irritating ok. it sounds just lik "hey im shorter den the eiffel tower." im sick and tired of all this shit ok. just get lost and dun tok to mee ever again. i dun feel lik forgiving you. bleaghx-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nt feeling veh goood. bud feel lik toking alot. sho kip disturbing jiahe. i lost the ROSE i bot bcos of stooopied mrsyeo in the hall. left it dere after assembly. after sku straight away come home sleep. sleep until sho swang den mee mum call ask mee go buy tink wiv her. went to meet her at kovan den bot alot of foood! nxt few days recess confirm veh swang wan~ bot sweets n chocs fer sum ppl. i cnt believe it lor. even bot for jiahe. see he sit wiv mee sho xinfu. wahahaha. tag my board and ask for it. i will giv it to you. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109327082007899731?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109327082007899731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109327082007899731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109327082007899731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109327082007899731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/imsorryitsnotyou.html' title='imsorry;itsnotyou'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109316088454757094</id><published>2004-08-22T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T15:48:04.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break away</title><content type='html'>sunday!     rockssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service veh nice. today jianwen n hanwei guitarist. jianwen 1st time izit? haa. veh veh nice wor. must continue to jiayow kays! x] today the sermon veh coool. dese few weeks the speakers all look serious serious bud tok veh fahni wan. all same company sho mayb same style laa hor. today we toked bout justification of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ...the righteous shall live by faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juStifiEd by grace alone,&lt;br /&gt;        through faith alone,&lt;br /&gt;                in Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________salvation rockss-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109316088454757094?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109316088454757094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109316088454757094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109316088454757094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109316088454757094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/break-away.html' title='break away'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109310127427303423</id><published>2004-08-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:34:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to hear you scream</title><content type='html'>tired. sleepy. dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co erly in the morning. molihua sucked. duno watt shit song is tt man. n my juniors cnt even play properly. they're just following blindly and dey kip pulling the beat. its lik suppose to be onetwothreefour lidis laa. den their beat will be lik ooonnnneeetttwwoootthrrreeeeeffffooooouuuurrrrr which is lik veh uneven. i mean im oso nt veh goood laa. bud at least i listen to instructions lor. tell dem infront play softer abit. dey dowan listen lor. i noe evrybody veh excited to play melody laa. we sho long nv play long melody liao. buden its lik our melody lor and the focus is on us leh. den dey play until sho damn disgusting den evrybody was lik -,-'' lor.. wah lau. damn throw face can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt came home, watch tvee, sleep, use comp, do tuition hw, bathe den go tuition. there was meteor garden. yan cheng xu rawks can. hes damn shuai lor. relle bth when he smiles lor! its lik when he smiles you feel lik smiling back to him. i tink yanchengxu and daniel have the best smiles in the world. bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was a disaster. i was sitting beside kelvin laa. den he started all his crap. n the way he tok is lik damn fahni can. out of one whole sentence of about 10 words, 9 words is zao xia wan lor. n i tink his jokes not fahni lor. bud the way he presents his jokes is damn gao xiao man. even if he just put his face infront of mee i oso will luff man. he's too fahni liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking home in the dark just now. veh scarie sia. and den tt made mee tink of sumtink.. i rmb wheneva she was walking home alone in the dark she'd call mee. den i will kip her company and she will start describing to mee watt she see and watt she hear. den i will luff even if its nt fahni. i duno why. im happy as long as im wiv her. the happiest and saddest days of my life are spent wiv her. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want you back in my life, that's all im breathing for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109310127427303423?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109310127427303423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109310127427303423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109310127427303423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109310127427303423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-want-to-hear-you-scream.html' title='i want to hear you scream'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109301145986935971</id><published>2004-08-20T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:17:39.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you know that you just don't know</title><content type='html'>yay. end of the week again. friday. slacking day! mee and steph set liao nxt wed go shopping for home econs stuff den go her house try out. gonna be damn fun man. foood rawks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess went to look for flora. im amazed at how sumone can face the camera for sho long and come up wiv sho many different poses. sho damn act cute can! den kip retaking cos she say nt chio enuff. i was lik ...?! damn ai swee lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess all the mrtan period. sho sian lor. oneday see him fiveperiods. can die man. den during elit i fell asleep. lit is a boring subj. bleaghx. and i hav totalleh no ideas for the elit assignment. no inspiration at ALL. God, please help mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku kel's mum fetch us out. den met xinyi outside at the bustop dere. den she start saying she sho sway whole day see mee. den i sho heng evryday see her. ... ... mee nth to say. hole day see her until sian liao. lik 3days in a row lor! den we start crapping all the way home. ting tong wan. her fren oso. tok fahni fahni wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was damn tiring. she tok sho damn fast. mee catch no balls. den kip doing n doing n doing the qns. can die lor. haiii. tmr stil got sci tuition. dun feel lik going nexus ley. sho damn far lor. den must rush back do hw liao den can go tuition. suan le laa dun go liao. gotta set my priorities right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's flying off to god-noes-wher dis sunday.&lt;br /&gt;nxt wk got hist and chi test le! aim high and fly high. woOohOoo~&lt;br /&gt;home e practical nxt fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stones taught me to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love taught me to lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life taught me to die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so it`s not hard to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you float like a cannonball&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109301145986935971?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109301145986935971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109301145986935971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109301145986935971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109301145986935971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/when-you-know-that-you-just-dont-know.html' title='when you know that you just don&apos;t know'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109291023839963337</id><published>2004-08-19T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T18:10:38.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe, maybe not</title><content type='html'>ytd slept quite erly sho din blog. actualleh nt tired ley. juz felt lik sleeping. den i juz lie on my bed. sleep lor. sleep until sho swang den mee sis come back. disturb mee. in the fone tok on the fone. damn loud sia. disturb mee beauty sleep. sianz. wake up liao cnt sleep liao. den wait till 12+ den can sleep. today face the mirror see mee eyes the rings sho obvious. ugly sia.. ahaaz nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd wasnt sho bad. i cnt rmb watt happened le. i jus rmb tt science lik veh fun. chem is lik sho much more fun den phy and bio lor. i understood watt mdm hasni was teaching ytd kay! long time nv properly listen lesson liao. normally is ownself stardie wan. guai hor. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today thursday lor. one of the most sian sku days. morning spot check. mee damn heng sia. the csl eyes damn sharp can. evrytink oso catch wan. mrsoon announce got spot check liao i immediately pull up sock take out earstick lor. mee socks precious sia. ex lor. if he confiscate i can go jump down building liao. den in the end the csl nv say anytink bout mee sock. hengko~ thank God man. saw sho many ppl get caught. sho ke lian x[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got maths test. quite confident laa. ytd got no mood to stardie ley. den nv touch anytink at all. just sleep. i noe got maths test de. bud i was lik.. veh veh confident i will pass well lo. sho i din practise at all. turn out quite ez. cos practise alot during tuition le. confirm can do well de. if nt i relle can go bang wall liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sku went singpost wiv sum of mee clasmates. i go eat deir foood duneed pay muney wan. wahahaha. sho guilty sia. i must go buy sumtink treat dem eat liao. lol. i tink tts all for today. sho sian wan. nth to say oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got tuition! im looking forward to it. wahahaha. duno why ley. i tink dis tuition quite nice. mrsliew damn helpful can xP and got 1 guy dere, kelvin i tink. he tok damn fahni lor. evrytime cnt find solution&lt;br /&gt;den he will say&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cher the assesment gt problem laa. giv rong solution.&lt;br /&gt;den the tcher say&lt;br /&gt;&gt; den how?&lt;br /&gt;he will say&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my solution is the best. dun do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.. he damn gao xiao can. btw eeRr zZii: k is not for kelvin. bleaghx. go find out yorself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109291023839963337?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109291023839963337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109291023839963337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109291023839963337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109291023839963337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/maybe-maybe-not.html' title='maybe, maybe not'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109275116309860385</id><published>2004-08-17T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:13:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take mee deeper</title><content type='html'>today is tuesday. tuesday is co day. which is a damn tiring day. im sho worn out. i wan to sleep. i need to catch sum sleep. if dere's gonna be a maths test tmr i'll probably die. i'll juz sleep during the dumb test. i slept during maths td while the cher was going through the motion geog ws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stooopied jiahe went arnd scaring evrybody by annoncing tt today got history test. dumb mee went to stardie lik hell den i found out jiahe's information not reliable wan. waste my time. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flunked my chi reading test - 11/30. pro right. last in clas ley. three cheers for qinyi! i told my mum she oso nv say anytink. sho tts nt sho bad. sho many tests are coming my way. im gonna die. i want to sleep forever. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a prisoner ytd. bud im free today. i sho happy im free! forgiveness rawks! God is goood. all the time x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is 18th aug le wor.. guess watt happened last yer during dis day. wahahaha. i can stil rmb lo. i bet she cnt le. bud hey, tt was the 1st time i cried for a char bor. im lik damn crazee can. i din cry coz of the guy. i cry coz of the ger. ahhaaz dumb mee.&lt;br /&gt;the guy and the ger.&lt;br /&gt;the guy and the ger.&lt;br /&gt;the guy and the ger.&lt;br /&gt;plus the extra mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a song fer you my dear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we at war tonight&lt;br /&gt;will there be angels whispering to me good night &lt;br /&gt;don't wake when the lightning strikes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart for you is true &lt;br /&gt;let no one take that from you &lt;br /&gt;time is running tight &lt;br /&gt;can't change from wrong to right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll close my eyes and dream a little &lt;br /&gt;just like how we used to be baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to say fare-well&lt;br /&gt;no need to cry or feeling sorrow &lt;br /&gt;it's alright, all in the book of life &lt;br /&gt;heaven grant me one last wish i beg you &lt;br /&gt;let me say these words before i go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will love you till the end of time &lt;br /&gt;with every breath of mine&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold you by my side &lt;br /&gt;but i'll rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;my sweet heart would you &lt;br /&gt;let me die in your arms with you &lt;br /&gt;only you can stop the rain tonight &lt;br /&gt;only you can change my world &lt;br /&gt;from black to white &lt;br /&gt;so i'll close my eyes and dream a little more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you can stop the rain tonight &lt;br /&gt;only you can give me strength to fight &lt;br /&gt;till the sky is burning&lt;br /&gt;it's the end of time &lt;br /&gt;look ahead tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;a long and winding road &lt;br /&gt;keep the faith of mine don't let it go &lt;br /&gt;you're the only reason night ain't growing cold &lt;br /&gt;what will i do without you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you can stop the rain tonight &lt;br /&gt;only you can make my world so bright &lt;br /&gt;life, no longer empty &lt;br /&gt;with you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109275116309860385?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109275116309860385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109275116309860385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109275116309860385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109275116309860385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/take-mee-deeper.html' title='take mee deeper'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109266893900719955</id><published>2004-08-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T23:25:08.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superficial</title><content type='html'>i screwed the geog test. im gonna screw the hist test tmr. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sho mean today. watt the hell happened to mee. i must be crazee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at watt jialing said to mee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when u hold a hatred towards someone, u're like imprisoning urself into a jail of burden and sadness.. but when u forgive that person.. all ur worries are gone and u realised,that u're actually setting urself free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how how. watt shud i do now. haiiya.. jialing must be sum1 God sent to pass dis special msg to mee. must be laaz. if dis is God's msg fer mee, i shall listen to Him. i noe He has the best plans for mee.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;eR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;zZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. im terribly sorry boii. its my fault. sorry fer being sho mean to yah fer the past few days. i wasnt in a veh goood moood you see. i duno watt happened to you on tt day.. den mee nt happy juz vent my anger on yah. mee tot you wont angry de. coz you owaes sho nice wan mah.. dis time is mee fault laaz. dun angry kiez^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some people want it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i don’t want nothing at all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it ain’t you baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i ain’t got you baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some people want diamond rings &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some just want everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but everything means nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i ain’t got you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109266893900719955?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109256699177657669</id><published>2004-08-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:09:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my prayer</title><content type='html'>ytd was saturday. today is sunday. ytd was a long day. go out whole day sho veh tired liao. den stooopied mee watched the korean show halfway den slept le. coz the guy nv appear. i kip seeing the ger. then he shuai wan nv come out wan. den nth to kip mee awake. sleep lohz. haiii nvm. after exams go rent vcd watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a happy day. coz i went to church! today sermon veh coool kies! the pastor look sho serious bud he tok lik kiddy kiddy lidis wan. den stil hav stooopied actions and dumb expressions. make until evrybody luff lik siao. hmmm.. he tok bout lamb of God. coool coool. if God can forgive mee there's no reason why i cnt forgive others. im stil tinking bout tt line. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt stardie wiv sum sf-ers den came home le. today was veh fun lo. church oways fun de. wahahaha. jialing invite mee go watch sum 66th street tink at hope nxt week le. hmmm.. duno whether shud go norts. ytd went spook show le. if dad noes he'll kill mee lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got my eyes on you won’t you bring that back to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got my eyes on you you know where i'm gonna be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got my eyes on you and i see you checkin me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got my eyes on you and i like what i see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109256699177657669?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109256699177657669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109256699177657669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109256699177657669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109256699177657669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-prayer.html' title='my prayer'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109249690137820793</id><published>2004-08-14T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:21:41.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thrown</title><content type='html'>whu i hate doesnt concern you. why dun you just put yor name down and ask. i'll probably tell you whu i hate. and you'll probably discover you're the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate everybody. everybody is not nice. if you're gonna say tt im not being appreciative, so be it. im just a moron no one cares about. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sho tough trying to hate you. bud i stil hate you. i duno why i hate you. stop asking why im doing it. go figure it out yorself. if you dun hav an answer for that i probably wont hav it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun lik you. dun make mee hate you. i cnt blief such a person can exist in this world. stop acting as if evrybody liks you coz nobody does. to be liked by a guy is nothing big. God liks mee as well. sho stop being proud about it. stop talking halfway and expect mee to ask watt happened. im not interested. stop being impolite to ppl arnd you. im not yor maid and im not hired to run errands for you. you'll oni start to count yor blessings when you lose them all. im not created just for yor purpose, dun take mee for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts for two diff ppl if you wan to noe. ok fine watteva. today gt eng test. after tt went spook show by fcbc wan laa. saw xielaoshi. wiv pl gers! regina and jayne dey all. see i stil rmb deir names. and i saw jamie chung! wahh. all the gers look lik bung liao. scary sia. after tt went walk arnd den go home, go tuition. this was my day. or shud i say it wasnt my day. i wasnt in a veh goood moood. sho.. yep. tts about all. see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109249690137820793?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109249690137820793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109249690137820793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109249690137820793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109249690137820793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/thrown.html' title='thrown'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109240630123051803</id><published>2004-08-13T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T22:21:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one wings</title><content type='html'>asshole. blockhead. moron.&lt;br /&gt;yeah tts you!&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you sumtink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihateyouihateyouihateyouihateyouihateyouihateyouihateyouihateyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. go awayy. i dun care. bleaghx. leave mee alone. i dun need you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUDONTYOUDONtYOUDOntYOUDontYOUdont&lt;br /&gt;you dont mean anytink to mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite alright. quite slack for a normal sku day. just veh tired. probably cos of tuition bah. after sku went macs wiv jen den go back home den rush go tuition. kip doing maths lor. draw n draw n draw. my eyes gonna blackout on mee le. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth le lor i tink. sian arhx! tmr got eng test. mee can go bang wall again liao. nv do revision. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my current single status&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my decleration of independence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres no way im tradin` places&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now a star`s in the ascendant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109240630123051803?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109240630123051803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109240630123051803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109240630123051803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109240630123051803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-wings.html' title='one wings'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109232174719149677</id><published>2004-08-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T22:49:57.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say something anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry aaron :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhhs. watts happening to mee? haiii. duno watts my problem laaz. ytd i kip get angry at aaron. i kip saying i hate him. im sorry.. i din mean it. i was crazee. wells, i guess im stil crazee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess watt! i was sho blur today. not exactly blur laa. juz veh careless lo. mee lost mee eraser. den lost the muney jenna return to mee. stooopied sia. i juz sit on my chair oso will lose tinks. stooopied stooopied stooooooopied! i hate it lo. tinks juz disappear into thin air without mee noeing. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hating sho many tinks. stooopied chinese rep. wulaoshi juz ask mee collect collect collect lik i dun hav anytink else to do lidis. make until i gong gong lidis. den sum stoooopied ppl juz come and throw the ppr into my face. dun say tankew i dun relle mind lor. stil dare throw at mee. you biig or i BIIG!? dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received sum news bout him today. am i supposed to be happy fer him or go hide in a corner and cry? why shud i. we're nt related anyway. aahhh why am i tinking bout him. see i told you im crazee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i came home alone. wanted to quickly come home do tuition hw wan. last period was chinese mah. den collect the stuff until gong diao liao. i missed my stop lor! i wasnt sleeping for yor information. i was wide awake. i was juz in a daze. den i had to walk 1 stop. tts sho dumb! stoooopied sia. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finalleh finished mee tuition hw le. sho happie. i juz go tuition onewk nia sho much hw le. can die sia. tmr got tuition! sianz.. haiii nvm no choice. i stil havent decided whether i wan 9subs or 8subs. my whole family ask mee take 8subs. bud i feel lik taking 9subs ley. aahhhh. im being indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got chinese reading test. mee can go bang wall liao. i oni read lik 3pgs? wahahaha. guai hor. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109232174719149677?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109232174719149677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109232174719149677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109232174719149677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109232174719149677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/say-something-anyway.html' title='say something anyway'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109223444001716771</id><published>2004-08-11T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:29:45.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanna be with you</title><content type='html'>im sho worn out. went to sungei buloh nature park today. relle veh veh veh sian lo. go dere du duno watt. all the ppl in mee clas sho kiasu wan. kip taking pix and copy watt the tour guide say. relle sian diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole trip i was tinking bout sumone lo. den sam started sing david tao's pu3 tong1 peng2 you3 i wan break down liao.&lt;br /&gt;0109- i love you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today damn paiseh. stoopied twodl. wah lau. i juz go get back dustpan nia. im innocent lo. bleaghx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don`t be mad please stop the hating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just be glad that they`ll be waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends we have are ever changing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now the lid`s about to blow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the thunderbirds are go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109223444001716771?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109223444001716771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109223444001716771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109223444001716771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109223444001716771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-just-wanna-be-with-you.html' title='i just wanna be with you'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109214604149475968</id><published>2004-08-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:54:01.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when im lying in your arms</title><content type='html'>bwahahaha. hu is passerby? he tok veh cute sia. lol. please leave yor name ley. even if i duno you oso nvm de mah x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a slacking day fer mee. mee was telling mee eerr zzii mee wan stardiie today de. den he morning kip msg-ing mee. disturb mee lo. stooopied sia. den mee cudnt concentrate. spent my whole morning doing practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep, eat, watch tvee, use comp, tok on the fone, slack. tts all i did today. how to pass my streaming? bleaghx. mee sho useless. can go bang my head on the wall liao. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109214604149475968?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109214604149475968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109214604149475968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109214604149475968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109214604149475968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/when-im-lying-in-your-arms.html' title='when im lying in your arms'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109206101926956579</id><published>2004-08-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T23:30:02.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tangled</title><content type='html'>h&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today national day. holiday lor. tmr oso holiday. suppose to be happy one. buden tmr hafta go co. sianz. den today wake up le juz watch tvee. den go out. go n eat icecream at swensons again. mee ate the topless five n fries. all by myself. veh veh veh nice wor. buden now i eat until sian le. dowan eat anymore le. anyway will grow fat one. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw dis black skirt today. veh veh veh nice. i wan buy. after streaming i go slim down n grow taller den i buy. wahahaha. i duno why i suddenly lik skirts ley. hmmm.. bud tt skirt relle nice laaz. mayb juz nt suitable fer mee lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt mee parents come fetch le den go ahma place. i tink mee parents veh unreasonable lo. tok to mee ah ma in such a impolite tone. sho disrespectfoo. dey tink dey veh pro in english lidis. my ah ma juz ask dem sumtink den dey tink dey lik veh pro. den say tt my ah ma stooopied or watt laa. den lik tok until veh impatient lidis. shes mee ah ma lo. how can dey bully her. tts sho mean. den i gave my mudder tt look. she stil lik dun care lidis. damn her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaaz suddenly recieve news tmr no co le. sho happy. yay! mee decided aim 9subs le. hafta giv up on alort of tinks. lik less comp time. less after sku macdonalds wiv jen. less sleeping. less tvee. more reading. more stardiiing. more notes. more listening in clas. blah. sho sian lo. haiii nvm. i wan tk 9subs. i will stardie harder. wahahaha. God will help mee de. sho will aaron. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109206101926956579?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109206101926956579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109206101926956579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109206101926956579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109206101926956579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/tangled.html' title='tangled'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109196876108435275</id><published>2004-08-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T22:36:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than life</title><content type='html'>aaaahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you feel sho @&amp;amp;@#%$*T%)! today.&lt;br /&gt;today was bad.&lt;br /&gt;sho bad.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;and you simply hate tt feeling.&lt;br /&gt;you juz feel lik "arrgghhh"-ing into evrybody's ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church wasnt sho bad.&lt;br /&gt;until you lost the bag of tinks yor fren returned you.&lt;br /&gt;you dun even rmb wher you lost it.&lt;br /&gt;den came a msg from yor fellow co-mate.&lt;br /&gt;telling you tt there's co on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;you went ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;you felt lik killing junhong.&lt;br /&gt;and while you were walking arnd you got banged by sum1.&lt;br /&gt;sf was bad.&lt;br /&gt;you did practically nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt you went to sengkang wiv yor family.&lt;br /&gt;you promise you'll avoid family outings whenever its possible.&lt;br /&gt;you can get sho darn pissed wiv yor parents when you re out wiv dem.&lt;br /&gt;they shout yor name infront of evrybody when dey cnt find you.&lt;br /&gt;den dey will realise you're juz half a metre away.&lt;br /&gt;you felt lik buying sumtink.&lt;br /&gt;you relle liked tt tink.&lt;br /&gt;and den you prayed sho hard yor dad will buy for you.&lt;br /&gt;you showed it to yor dad, and den he said:&lt;br /&gt;buy yorself.&lt;br /&gt;you get sho sadded.&lt;br /&gt;bud den you decide its ok.&lt;br /&gt;since its nt relle tt impt afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den yor parents said dey wan to buy you a phone.&lt;br /&gt;yor mood changed all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;you got sho high and you started to grin from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;you walked into the shop looking out for the phone tt you wan.&lt;br /&gt;realising tt all the phones which are up to yor expectations are too ex.&lt;br /&gt;you decided to lower yor expectations,&lt;br /&gt;in order to save sum muney fer yor parents.&lt;br /&gt;you looked for the almost cheapest fone arnd.&lt;br /&gt;yor parents tot it was too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;they dragged you out of the shop, dashing yor hopes.&lt;br /&gt;the worst tink was tt dey complained tt you were too fussy bout yor fone.&lt;br /&gt;you felt sho depressed.&lt;br /&gt;then again, you din wana scream at them.&lt;br /&gt;coz you din hav the energy le.&lt;br /&gt;you juz kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yor dad made a terrible decision.&lt;br /&gt;to go back to the same foodcourt you had lunch at to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the tot of the foodcourt makes you sick.&lt;br /&gt;you got sho full even before you reached the foodcourt.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghx O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yor good fren msged you, asked you to go for a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;yor mum disagreed.&lt;br /&gt;you started to get a lil more angry.&lt;br /&gt;you served yor parents coffee, den decided to leave earlier for home.&lt;br /&gt;before you left,&lt;br /&gt;yor mum asked a dumb question:&lt;br /&gt;sho you re not going for the sleepover?&lt;br /&gt;you stared straight into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and you felt lik slapping her.&lt;br /&gt;you diao her and you left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tot tt marked the end of yor bad day.&lt;br /&gt;until you reached home and realised no one was at home.&lt;br /&gt;sum1 rang and asked why you din go n watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;you scream into the phone and told her yor dad din allow you to.&lt;br /&gt;you spent yor day at home meaninglessly,&lt;br /&gt;when you actualleh cud have gone to watch the beautifoo fireworks&lt;br /&gt;or the wunderful 5566 concert at the explanade.&lt;br /&gt;nth went yor way today.&lt;br /&gt;you felt sho sadded~&lt;br /&gt;budden you suddenly decided to pray..&lt;br /&gt;you prayed tt you will find yor bag of stuff,&lt;br /&gt;you prayed tt you can learn to forgive yor parents,&lt;br /&gt;you prayed tt tmr will be a better day,&lt;br /&gt;you prayed for no co on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you felt better.&lt;br /&gt;God was sho goood to you.&lt;br /&gt;yor sis came back almost immediately,&lt;br /&gt;and she brought wiv her yor bag of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;you started to realise tinks werent tt bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;yor parents were back as well.&lt;br /&gt;yor mum bought you a pack of socks.&lt;br /&gt;you felt sho happy,&lt;br /&gt;coz you were surprised yor mum stil rmbs she has a dotter lik you.&lt;br /&gt;yor fone beeped and you received a msg from yor chinese tcher,&lt;br /&gt;wishing you happy national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life suddenly was sho darn goood.&lt;br /&gt;praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;He works miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one way, Jesus, you re the only one that i could live for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are always always there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyhow and everywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your grace abounds so deeply within me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are the way the truth and the life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i life by faith and not by sight for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we re living all for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109196876108435275?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109196876108435275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;nth much oso.&lt;br /&gt;go sku. come home. eat. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;today mee slept veh long.&lt;br /&gt;two plus to five lidis.&lt;br /&gt;sho swang man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening go grandma house.&lt;br /&gt;stooopied zhihui.&lt;br /&gt;down dere crap crap crap.&lt;br /&gt;sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now got 1 korean show.&lt;br /&gt;veh veh nice sia.&lt;br /&gt;i see the starting i noe nice le.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;mee go le.&lt;br /&gt;wan watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109189136441791734?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109189136441791734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;heng mee ytd slept at seven+&lt;br /&gt;buden energy level stil quite low.&lt;br /&gt;veh veh blur.&lt;br /&gt;veh clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;injured myself twice today lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got national day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;wore red and white.&lt;br /&gt;see, mee sho patriotic xP&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for miao ru!&lt;br /&gt;she won 3rd prize fer the singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;when we running arnd the audi today i injured myself.&lt;br /&gt;wenshan ran sho fast den she got pull mee.&lt;br /&gt;i knock my ribs against the chair.&lt;br /&gt;veh pain can.&lt;br /&gt;i wan die liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis wiv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;samy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;zhiying&lt;/span&gt;khangleng&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;junping&lt;/span&gt;miaoru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took neoprint wiv pinkie and co.!&lt;br /&gt;evryone wore pink.&lt;br /&gt;see we sho united xP&lt;br /&gt;sam sho impatient go anyhow press.&lt;br /&gt;den in the end chose rong tink.&lt;br /&gt;oni got 5 pix.&lt;br /&gt;bud its ok laaz. stil nice.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den took wiv jenna and sam.&lt;br /&gt;all mee pose all look sho retarded.&lt;br /&gt;nvm im retarded. im retarded.&lt;br /&gt;stooopied retard.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to walk arnd later.&lt;br /&gt;tt was when i fell down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;second injury.&lt;br /&gt;sho clumsy. boo.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat icecream at swensons.&lt;br /&gt;geok joined in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;topless5 at oni $1.39.&lt;br /&gt;plus gst and service charge $1.60 nia.&lt;br /&gt;sho damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;i wan go again.&lt;br /&gt;i love the ice cream dere.&lt;br /&gt;cheap and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after foood we went seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;shan&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;samy&lt;/span&gt;zhiying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to ikea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest went missing.&lt;br /&gt;mee jenna geok went walking again.&lt;br /&gt;had a small quarrel wiv jen.&lt;br /&gt;i hate ppl hu dun kip deir promises.&lt;br /&gt;boo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nicole they all.&lt;br /&gt;den &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pauline&lt;/span&gt; took neoprint together.&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;nicole say lastime i promise her wan take together wan.&lt;br /&gt;sho we took.&lt;br /&gt;i was sho sick of the machines liao.&lt;br /&gt;sian until duno how to design.&lt;br /&gt;sho juz anyhow draw.&lt;br /&gt;bud stil beh fun.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt stand nicole lor!&lt;br /&gt;sho nv fails to make mee luff one ley.&lt;br /&gt;even if i angry or watt hor.&lt;br /&gt;see her i confirm luff one.&lt;br /&gt;stooopied ger! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;rushed fer tuition.&lt;br /&gt;first tuition.&lt;br /&gt;cnt afford to be late.&lt;br /&gt;rush here n dere.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i reach blardy early.&lt;br /&gt;nobody in the house.&lt;br /&gt;tuition wasnt sho bad.&lt;br /&gt;the tcher quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;veh frenly n helpfoo.&lt;br /&gt;im glad i sacked my blardy home tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im home le lor.&lt;br /&gt;im sho broken.&lt;br /&gt;lets see how much i spent today.&lt;br /&gt;[ moss burger ] $2.20&lt;br /&gt;[ pinkie&amp;amp;co. neoprint ] $2&lt;br /&gt;[ sam and jenna neoprint ] $3&lt;br /&gt;[ swensons topless5 ] $1.60&lt;br /&gt;[ macdonalds float ] $0.50&lt;br /&gt;[ muji pink pen ] $1.60&lt;br /&gt;[ nicole and pauline neoprint ] $2&lt;br /&gt;*loan jenna $3&lt;br /&gt;total : $15.90&lt;br /&gt;boo! broken!&lt;br /&gt;sum thoughts of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i avoiding you?&lt;br /&gt;dun ask mee.&lt;br /&gt;im sick and tired of you.&lt;br /&gt;get out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;you dun mean anytink to mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont scream and shout at mee.&lt;br /&gt;the results are always horrendous when the wrong ppl act cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreams, i guess we re just made of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreams, nothing else matters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as long as we believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im looking at you, and i see my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;passing before my eyes and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the journeys over and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all my dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109169885789052379</id><published>2004-08-05T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T17:59:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because im a girl</title><content type='html'>im sho high today.&lt;br /&gt;i've nv been sho proud of myself even since i stepped into cch.&lt;br /&gt;guess watt?&lt;br /&gt;i passed my chi ppr and i got fourth in clas.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im sho darn proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;82/100 leys.&lt;br /&gt;pro hor.&lt;br /&gt;happy sia..&lt;br /&gt;i nv get sho high before.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i'd fail my maths ppr lo.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i got 19/25.&lt;br /&gt;which to mee is veh goood lo.&lt;br /&gt;i nv do my best..&lt;br /&gt;if i did i cud hav scored higher.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, mee will work harder nxt time x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to educate yourself for the feeling of gratitude means to take nothing for granted, but to always seek out and value the kind that will stand behind the action. nothing that is done for you is a matter of course. everything originates in a will for the good, which is directed at you. train yourself never to put off the word or action for the expression of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have many things in life. some of us do not realize what we have until we lose it. why is it we always have to lose something before we can learn to appreciate? there are so many things in life that are so pleasant that we often take them for granted. take your parents for example, have you ever told your mum you love her, and you appreciate her efforts in nurturing you into a refined lady or gentleman? do you ever realize how hard your dad works everyday just to earn some money to provide you with your daily needs? often enough, we overlook the good things they do for us and grumble about why they give us so little freedom, a pathetic sum of money to spend and nothing of what we want. my advice for you is, appreciate your parents, because you only get two during your entire lifetime. and once you lose them, you can never get them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mankind are known to be greedy creatures, which can be clearly seen from their unlimited wants and desires. we are never contented with what we have and we always yearn for more. however, just because you earn something, it does not mean that it it will not be taken from you just as fast. things come and go in the blink of an eye. if you have not gotten all the things you want, be grateful for the things you do not have that you would not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it a habit to thank people for their help. to express your appreciation, sincerely and without the expectation of anything in return. truly appreciate those around you, and you will soon find many others around you truly appreciate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; i am thankful that thorns have roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my speech fer public speaking today.&lt;br /&gt;coool? wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i spoke sho softly lo.&lt;br /&gt;tts sho not limqinyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud hav told &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; come and support.&lt;br /&gt;i had one paragraph directed to her lor.&lt;br /&gt;i was tinking..&lt;br /&gt;if she come,&lt;br /&gt;i will read it.&lt;br /&gt;she she nv come,&lt;br /&gt;den forget bout it.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i threw one whole paragraph away.&lt;br /&gt;she wasnt dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine waking up the next morning not being able to find her.&lt;br /&gt;shes gone from your side&lt;br /&gt;and its impossible to get her back ever again.&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you told your best friend&lt;br /&gt;how much you enjoyed her company?&lt;br /&gt;have you every thanked her for being there for you&lt;br /&gt;when you were down?&lt;br /&gt;i never relle did that.&lt;br /&gt;and i never realized how important she was to mee until she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;gone for goood.&lt;br /&gt;she's never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry,&lt;br /&gt;but there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;you're the best friend i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cuz we lost it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing last forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry i cant be perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now its just too late and we cant go back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry i cant be perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109169885789052379?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109162247095143725</id><published>2004-08-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:27:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trace the moment, fall forever</title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;tmr is thursday le!&lt;br /&gt;sho excited.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;coz tmr mee eerr zzii coming back cch le.&lt;br /&gt;sho happy.&lt;br /&gt;three days at temasek ley..&lt;br /&gt;can die sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i abit ting tong.&lt;br /&gt;tts watt jenna kip saying.&lt;br /&gt;i oso duno why ley.&lt;br /&gt;i kip dropping my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i at least dropped my black pen for 6 times today lo.&lt;br /&gt;n i dropped it duno wher i omost lost it.&lt;br /&gt;sho clumsy right..&lt;br /&gt;haiihaii.&lt;br /&gt;duno watts rong wiv mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mr lee lesson quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;literature has always been interesting wiv mr lee arnd.&lt;br /&gt;talked bout hair.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha i tot tt was coool.&lt;br /&gt;now i noe why flora takes such goood care of her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nature's first green is gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Her hardest hue to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Her early leaf's a flower;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But only so an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then leaf subsides to leaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So Eden sank to grief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So dawn goes down to day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Nothing gold can stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izen this just sho coool?!&lt;br /&gt;love it to bits.&lt;br /&gt;nothing gold can stay.&lt;br /&gt;hmmms..&lt;br /&gt;mr lee asked:&lt;br /&gt;if nth gold can stay,&lt;br /&gt;watt are you living for?&lt;br /&gt;haa.. the answers were rather dumb.&lt;br /&gt;live to EAT, SLEEP, STARDIEE.&lt;br /&gt;sum cudnt even answer.&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;im glad i noe im living for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, chill chill.&lt;br /&gt;you ppl are making tinks difficult for mee.&lt;br /&gt;now im caught up in this big mess.&lt;br /&gt;aaarrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;alright, two words two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GROW UP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if nobody is gonna give in,&lt;br /&gt;nobody is gonna benefit from this.&lt;br /&gt;and nothing goood is gonna come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;why dun you all juz relax,&lt;br /&gt;dun tink sho much,&lt;br /&gt;smile,&lt;br /&gt;shake hands,&lt;br /&gt;patch up&lt;br /&gt;and pretend nth happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright dun comment on this.&lt;br /&gt;i duneed yor comments.&lt;br /&gt;this is my comment for you.&lt;br /&gt;stop bugging mee.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna suffer from teenage depression sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;notice the white hair on my head.&lt;br /&gt;its all bcos of all you inconsiderate ppl out dere.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's speakers corner is gonna be bad.&lt;br /&gt;im sho unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;dun tink my topic is catchy.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh watteva.&lt;br /&gt;i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;pls ppl,&lt;br /&gt;i beg you all,&lt;br /&gt;dun come n watch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;you will luff yor head off.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt dis sound lik the "chi di wu ying san bai liang" tink?&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok watteva.&lt;br /&gt;im off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;go relieve s t r e s s.&lt;br /&gt;see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knew the signs wasnt right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was stupid for a while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;swept away by you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now i feel like a fool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now im so confused&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart`s bruised&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was i ever loved by you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;out of reach, so far i never had your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;out of reach, couldn`t see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were never meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109162247095143725?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109162247095143725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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nice day.&lt;br /&gt;i tot it wud be..&lt;br /&gt;owells. guess i was rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our 5items today.&lt;br /&gt;praise God!&lt;br /&gt;i was lik sho damn scared lo.&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly tot of dis verse:&lt;br /&gt;i can do all things throught Christ who strengthens me. [philippians 4:13]&lt;br /&gt;today leg relle veh pain.&lt;br /&gt;sho juz prayed n trusted Him to bring mee thru evrytink lo.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i passed.&lt;br /&gt;wiv a gold! yay!&lt;br /&gt;sho sho sho sho sho happied sia.&lt;br /&gt;i evry yer get gold oso must go retest one.&lt;br /&gt;oni today duneed.&lt;br /&gt;sho darn happy wiv meeself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wana thank sho many ppl..&lt;br /&gt;of coz wan thank god laa.&lt;br /&gt;stil got hu..&lt;br /&gt;aaron! tt stooopied boi.&lt;br /&gt;ask him dun come stil come.&lt;br /&gt;dumb dumb.&lt;br /&gt;wan thank sam fer the encouragement oso.&lt;br /&gt;tt helped. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;of coz oso muz thank mee eerr zzii.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaaz.&lt;br /&gt;a BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;you all made my day x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got alot of tinks to settle.&lt;br /&gt;juz coz of two words.&lt;br /&gt;bu swang~&lt;br /&gt;wow.. see how two words can stir up sho much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;evrybody shud mind their own business.&lt;br /&gt;and if you wana go n mind ppl's business,&lt;br /&gt;you clear up yor business first,&lt;br /&gt;before you cause more business for others&lt;br /&gt;who arent even involved in the whole business.&lt;br /&gt;if you tink tt you business is not a big enuff business,&lt;br /&gt;dun try to make yor business big.&lt;br /&gt;nobody is gonna help you solve yor big business.&lt;br /&gt;and by bigger-ing yor business,&lt;br /&gt;you are causing nothing bud more trouble,&lt;br /&gt;and more business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;you duno watt im toking about.&lt;br /&gt;its always better to put yorself in ppl's shoos bfore doing anytink.&lt;br /&gt;if you tink it will hurt you, it will probably hurt others as well.&lt;br /&gt;tinks can always be solved de.&lt;br /&gt;duneed to bu swang here and dere.&lt;br /&gt;its goood to voice out yor opinions,&lt;br /&gt;however, expressing it in the right words and tone is impt as well.&lt;br /&gt;if you scream at sumone,&lt;br /&gt;you dun expect dem to listen to you calmly right.&lt;br /&gt;tts when tinks start to happen.&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to act mature or watt laaz.&lt;br /&gt;bud its sumtink i learnt after causing sho much BUSINESS in clas.&lt;br /&gt;sho.. juz wana share wiv you guys out dere.&lt;br /&gt;tink before you speak :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got stead big meh.&lt;br /&gt;got stead big meh.&lt;br /&gt;got stead big meh.&lt;br /&gt;lik i will jealous.&lt;br /&gt;lik i will jealous.&lt;br /&gt;lik i will jealous.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs.&lt;br /&gt;hao lian.&lt;br /&gt;hao lian.&lt;br /&gt;hao lian xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you noe how much i hate soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i hate soccer as much as i hate my period.&lt;br /&gt;soccer is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE soccer!&lt;br /&gt;i swear i wont wait for him when he's playing soccer ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take my photo of the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it just won't sing for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos all thats left has gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and theres nothing there for you to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109154491492532312?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109154491492532312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109154491492532312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109154491492532312'/><link 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/&gt;i lik to spend time wiv him..&lt;br /&gt;i dun lik to be wiv my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;she whole day nag de.&lt;br /&gt;my dad nag i oso veh happy.&lt;br /&gt;at least i noe tt he cares fer mee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my july's bill is gonna be sho HIGH lor.&lt;br /&gt;all jenna's fault laa.&lt;br /&gt;her little boy kip calling one.&lt;br /&gt;irritating sia.&lt;br /&gt;waste my muney.&lt;br /&gt;hmmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i declare myself bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;im sho pooor.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even hav 20cents.&lt;br /&gt;tts sho sad!&lt;br /&gt;stil gotta return alot of ppl muney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna hav 5items liao.&lt;br /&gt;scary sia..&lt;br /&gt;now leg pain.&lt;br /&gt;today jump too much le.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it heals by the end of the day x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tankingming go pick mee go for public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;suay sia.. mee cnt speak infront of such a big crowd lo.&lt;br /&gt;i havent decided watt i wana say.&lt;br /&gt;and the tink is juz three days away..&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be darn scary man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories..&lt;br /&gt;fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;of you.&lt;br /&gt;o.. teach me how i should forget to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you re gone from here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon you will disappear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fading into beautiful light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos everybodys changing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i dont feel right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109145693568695178?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109145693568695178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109145693568695178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109145693568695178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109145693568695178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/08/broken.html' title='broken'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109137387131072005</id><published>2004-08-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T23:24:31.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slide alongside</title><content type='html'>went to church today.&lt;br /&gt;today service sho sian..&lt;br /&gt;haiii.&lt;br /&gt;i wan the old sf back.&lt;br /&gt;lastime sf sho fun.&lt;br /&gt;now lik sho bo liao.&lt;br /&gt;hang arnd doing nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sijie veh fahni.&lt;br /&gt;he put his fone at his pants dere.&lt;br /&gt;i say: lemme see. -points to the fone-&lt;br /&gt;he say: cnt laa.&lt;br /&gt;i say: i wan.. lemme see.&lt;br /&gt;he say: cnt laa. relle cnt.&lt;br /&gt;i say: uuuhh.. i wan. lemme see.. -starts whining-&lt;br /&gt;he say: relle cnt laa. when we get married den i let you see kays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the joke?&lt;br /&gt;lol. den evrybody shout at him.&lt;br /&gt;say mee underage he stil say till lidis.&lt;br /&gt;ahaaz hes sho damn gao xiao lor.&lt;br /&gt;stooopied guy.&lt;br /&gt;he actualleh got into top50 of the sg idol de.&lt;br /&gt;den he kenna kicked out at the last part coz he sing rong lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;sho wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaaz mee cut mee hair today le!&lt;br /&gt;sho happy.&lt;br /&gt;loook sho fahni.&lt;br /&gt;bud nt bad laaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashbacks*___________of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is it love, its what dreams are made of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its still up to us to feel the rush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to pursue only things gods can touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna beat the odds with a royal flush to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gave my all but it wasn't enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im never giving up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i found life so if you gotta live it up and life is to short for war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can i say to show theres more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with people slamming doors in my face and what for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109137387131072005?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109127983158482907</id><published>2004-07-31T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T21:17:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just reach for me</title><content type='html'>ooohh its saturday.&lt;br /&gt;today erly morning went to sku fer clas fototaking.&lt;br /&gt;den co had fototaking as well.&lt;br /&gt;saw ncc taking foto.&lt;br /&gt;ms lai looks sho pretty.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you noe how much i hate my juniors..&lt;br /&gt;they are lik sho damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;dey kip moving about during practices.&lt;br /&gt;cnt sit still one lor.&lt;br /&gt;awhile go toilet,&lt;br /&gt;awhile go tune their cellos.&lt;br /&gt;den when dey move dey dun move carefully one.&lt;br /&gt;dey juz bang here n dere,&lt;br /&gt;go kick ppl cello.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.. i sho pissed sia.&lt;br /&gt;den today seniors came back.&lt;br /&gt;dey saw watt was happening dey relle veh veh angry.&lt;br /&gt;den whole grp kenna scolding.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;my juniors are killing mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended late coz of the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;rushed to meet jen n geok.&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway for foood!&lt;br /&gt;ate 40piece nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;man im gonna get fat sia.&lt;br /&gt;took bus wiv jen to paya lebar,&lt;br /&gt;wait for her bus wiv her den i went off to heartland mall myself.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping!&lt;br /&gt;swang man~&lt;br /&gt;shopping alone.&lt;br /&gt;the best tink to do on a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;bought two combs - for mee n jenna.&lt;br /&gt;went to giordano to ask for the me shirt.&lt;br /&gt;dey say no more white and blue stock le.&lt;br /&gt;sadded~&lt;br /&gt;hafta go all the way to parkway to get the pink one on monday.&lt;br /&gt;mee, chou ren and shan share.&lt;br /&gt;coz three fer 26bucks.&lt;br /&gt;quite cheap laa.&lt;br /&gt;mummy maybe gonna sponsor mee.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home.. and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;yay! two more sisters in christ!&lt;br /&gt;we want more!&lt;br /&gt;gotta tryta get a bible fer steph.&lt;br /&gt;i noe kelly has got one.&lt;br /&gt;will be praying fer dem..&lt;br /&gt;gurls.. time to change fer the better! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted. Job 5:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/qiNyii/lock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will rescue you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will rescue you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will shelter you from the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will dry your tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cast away your fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and bring you to brighter days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever you're lost and confused&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a fairy tale come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will rescue you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109127983158482907?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109119421865244091</id><published>2004-07-30T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T21:56:58.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta be better than this</title><content type='html'>any thoughts of you and mee have &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its the end of the week le.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;evrytinks going well i guess. &lt;br /&gt;sku izen tt bad. &lt;br /&gt;wells.. im juz trying to&amp;nbsp;be positive. &lt;br /&gt;we cnt expect&amp;nbsp;evryday to be exciting laaz. &lt;br /&gt;we hafta live lik 365days a yer, &lt;br /&gt;how many years are we gonna live?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;even if you try to excite yor life evryday &lt;br /&gt;you'll one day get sick of trying to do it lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mr tan said, &lt;br /&gt;there is no perfect world, &lt;br /&gt;which means there is no perfect life, &lt;br /&gt;no perfect sku, &lt;br /&gt;no perfect clas &lt;br /&gt;and absolutely no perfect individuals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;: cheerios! &lt;br /&gt;you re stil thirteen. &lt;br /&gt;you stil hav a million and one yers to live. &lt;br /&gt;its common for tinks lidis to happen when you re thirteen. &lt;br /&gt;its juz part of growing up laaz. &lt;br /&gt;hang dere kays fwen? x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cnt find froggie's body le. &lt;br /&gt;sadded~ &lt;br /&gt;i miss him ='( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/qiNyii/swallowchokedie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i ll dream this away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and come back another day&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when im less afraid of it all&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109119421865244091?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109119421865244091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109119421865244091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109119421865244091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109119421865244091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;br /&gt;you all relle veh fun sia. &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz stay&amp;nbsp;funky yeahs? x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the damn tuition is useless. &lt;br /&gt;i duno watts her problem. &lt;br /&gt;she juz come n eat my muney n time. &lt;br /&gt;boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is friday. &lt;br /&gt;which means slacking day. &lt;br /&gt;which means we'll be having home econs. &lt;br /&gt;and im gonna go find my dear froggie's body. &lt;br /&gt;sadded~ &lt;br /&gt;one week le. &lt;br /&gt;duno whether its stil dere norts.. &lt;br /&gt;haiii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;wanna feel the way you make me feel when im with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;wanna be the only hand, you need to hold on to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but everytime&amp;nbsp;i call you dont have time&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;guess i ll never get to call you mine&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;happy burfday philip!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;you're fourteen too! &lt;br /&gt;keep jumping kays. &lt;br /&gt;one day you'll grow taller den tt moron. &lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was a tiring day. &lt;br /&gt;morning had lessons den after sku 2.4.. &lt;br /&gt;mee sho dui bu qi zhiying.. &lt;br /&gt;made her walk wiv mee. &lt;br /&gt;sadded.. mee ytd no energy. &lt;br /&gt;nv give mee best.. &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz nvm laa. &lt;br /&gt;anyway got C le x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2.4 den go co. &lt;br /&gt;wanted to pon one lor. &lt;br /&gt;then blardy yirui sho irritating. &lt;br /&gt;kip rushing us go co. &lt;br /&gt;wah lau.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den co end le mee mum cor. &lt;br /&gt;ask mee go parkway find her. &lt;br /&gt;sianz 1/2. &lt;br /&gt;sho tired le bud stil go find her. &lt;br /&gt;went to buy stuff to make mee choc balls. &lt;br /&gt;den came home le lor. &lt;br /&gt;on the bus kip stardiiing mee chinese. &lt;br /&gt;tt time mee energy alrdy drained liao lor. &lt;br /&gt;bud stil.. &lt;br /&gt;i came back ate, bathe, stardied. &lt;br /&gt;stardie lik siao. &lt;br /&gt;den go make the damn choc balls. &lt;br /&gt;wahh piang ehhs. &lt;br /&gt;mee tt time relle lik going to fall asleep liao. &lt;br /&gt;cudnt concentrate on the tink lor. &lt;br /&gt;den do abit go sleep liao. &lt;br /&gt;the moment i lie on the bed i go dreamland le. &lt;br /&gt;pro hor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today erly morn go sku le. &lt;br /&gt;i tot i told him we eat in the morning.. &lt;br /&gt;go le cudnt find him. &lt;br /&gt;... ... &lt;br /&gt;den waiying jio mee go down eat. &lt;br /&gt;had lit test. &lt;br /&gt;chinese test. &lt;br /&gt;thank god i stardie for both sia. &lt;br /&gt;relle proud of myself. x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess he come find mee. &lt;br /&gt;den i pass him the food n the card. &lt;br /&gt;ask mee pei him today. &lt;br /&gt;... ... &lt;br /&gt;mee damn tired liao lor. &lt;br /&gt;plan to go home sleep one. &lt;br /&gt;he lik veh ke lian. &lt;br /&gt;haiiiz. &lt;br /&gt;den mee told him mee tink first den tell him. &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz i actualleh alrdy plan to say no wan laa. &lt;br /&gt;i juz trying to make him feel better by saying &lt;br /&gt;I WILL TINK ABOUT IT. &lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mee lessons end le den met geok. &lt;br /&gt;wanted to go down. &lt;br /&gt;den on the way saw him n co. &lt;br /&gt;den dey block mee dun lemme go. &lt;br /&gt;force mee go out wiv him. &lt;br /&gt;... ... &lt;br /&gt;he suppose to have maths lessons. &lt;br /&gt;den he stil down dere toking. &lt;br /&gt;refuse to go up. &lt;br /&gt;i duno watts his problem. &lt;br /&gt;i angry liao den go down find geok. &lt;br /&gt;his fren came down tok to mee again. &lt;br /&gt;sian 1/2.. &lt;br /&gt;i relle dowan go lor. &lt;br /&gt;den he kip crapping. &lt;br /&gt;say alot of tinks. &lt;br /&gt;bud stil i dowan go. ahaaz. &lt;br /&gt;i veh angry coz i tink he veh inconsiderate. &lt;br /&gt;he duno i do his tink ytd nite until lik siao. &lt;br /&gt;den he oni eat ONE. &lt;br /&gt;aaarrggghh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later go find jen den wan go home tgt. &lt;br /&gt;walk out wiv geok n philip. &lt;br /&gt;we left&amp;nbsp;jen n philip&amp;nbsp;at the back toking. &lt;br /&gt;dey down dere tian mi mi~ &lt;br /&gt;mee n geok hurry run. &lt;br /&gt;fun sia.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mee n jen went sumwher eat. &lt;br /&gt;dun tell you wher.. ahaaz. &lt;br /&gt;toked about alot of tinks. &lt;br /&gt;glad i got sumone lik jen to tok to.. &lt;br /&gt;if nt i will burst one day. &lt;br /&gt;after tt wait bus wiv her den i went off to j8. &lt;br /&gt;buy tink for sumbody. &lt;br /&gt;sumone bday coming liao hor.. &lt;br /&gt;i tink she duno i stil rmb her bday. &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz bud i tink im the oni 1 arnd hu rmbs her bday. &lt;br /&gt;even her bkb mate doesnt xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way he called. &lt;br /&gt;den juz tok lor. &lt;br /&gt;actualleh i was contemplating to cor n apologise norts. &lt;br /&gt;bud since he called den i juz tok lor. &lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;den buy finish stuff rush home liao. &lt;br /&gt;call him back. &lt;br /&gt;tok awhile. &lt;br /&gt;n den i slept! &lt;br /&gt;and here i am. &lt;br /&gt;yay. i finished my hw le. &lt;br /&gt;maths test tmr on the bus den stardie. &lt;br /&gt;tink tts bout all bah.. &lt;br /&gt;veh long hor. &lt;br /&gt;end here laa kays. &lt;br /&gt;g o o d&amp;nbsp; n i g h t&amp;nbsp; x ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;dont mind spending everyday &lt;br /&gt;out on your corner in the pouring rain &lt;br /&gt;look for the girl with the broken smile &lt;br /&gt;ask her if she wants to stay awhile &lt;br /&gt;and she will be loved &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;try so hard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109102937863664393?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109102937863664393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109102937863664393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109102937863664393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109102937863664393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/more-they-talk-about-our-love.html' title='the more they talk about our love'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109083462913240794</id><published>2004-07-27T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:51:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she will be loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; means family and nobody gets left behind or forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be crazee. &lt;br /&gt;we had pe today morning. &lt;br /&gt;ran one rnd arnd the sku. &lt;br /&gt;n i juz went to the park near my hse to run 2.4 &lt;br /&gt;took 16mins 22secs. &lt;br /&gt;tts pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;i tink im crazee. am i? &lt;br /&gt;i hav nth better to do. &lt;br /&gt;aarrghh rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fine.&lt;br /&gt;was pissed by sumone the moment i stepped into clas.&lt;br /&gt;whers yor clas tee design?!&lt;br /&gt;does dis sound familiar.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds disgustingly familiar.&lt;br /&gt;im on strike.&lt;br /&gt;die oso wont draw tt damn tink fer you.&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was dis story in the friday weekly. &lt;br /&gt;sounds exactly lik shern's story. &lt;br /&gt;summore i was sitting beside her when i was reading it. &lt;br /&gt;den i kip saying ehh shern.. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i stil rmb last yer we go see sea together. &lt;br /&gt;swang man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today den i realise zhiying sho fierce one. &lt;br /&gt;wahh. if you duno her you'll probably tink she's crazee as well. &lt;br /&gt;had foto taking session today. &lt;br /&gt;she go scold the guy down dere lo. &lt;br /&gt;scary sia.. den dey quarrel quarrel. &lt;br /&gt;shes sho brave. &lt;br /&gt;three cheers fer zhiying! x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta bake sumtink tmr.&lt;br /&gt;havent decided watt yet.&lt;br /&gt;i veh lazy leys..&lt;br /&gt;gotta go buy ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;den hafta come home make.&lt;br /&gt;summore tmr got napfa 2.4..&lt;br /&gt;gotta stardie fer chi ppr on wed.&lt;br /&gt;den hafta go get stuff from jeannie.&lt;br /&gt;arrghh.. sho many tinks to do.&lt;br /&gt;sho little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's moody.&lt;br /&gt;sho am i.&lt;br /&gt;my fault laa?&lt;br /&gt;sorry can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how come..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we dont even talk no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you dont even call no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we dont barely keep in touch at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&amp;nbsp;i dont even feel the same love when we hug no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109083462913240794?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109083462913240794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109083462913240794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109083462913240794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109083462913240794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/she-will-be-loved.html' title='she will be loved'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109066924797488217</id><published>2004-07-24T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T19:42:53.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces of mee</title><content type='html'>heyhey. &lt;br /&gt;relle wan thank you ppl out dere who hav been tagging. &lt;br /&gt;you relle relle made my day. &lt;br /&gt;x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lorraine&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;i stil rmb i owe you two yeaars of present. &lt;br /&gt;why dun i wait till 2 yers later den i give you a big present. &lt;br /&gt;is tt better? &lt;br /&gt;i tink sho right.. hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mirah&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;watt the hell is balance equations?! &lt;br /&gt;im stil at&amp;nbsp;basic equations. &lt;br /&gt;those simple simple kind. &lt;br /&gt;guess watts copper + sulphuric acid? &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah you re naggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shiaohong&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;i stil duno watt is balance equations.. &lt;br /&gt;n duno watt ion here n dere one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eerr zzii&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz.. remind mee bout watt? &lt;br /&gt;watt tink? &lt;br /&gt;i dun rmb le xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt sho bad. &lt;br /&gt;it was raining in the morning sho din hav games day. &lt;br /&gt;had sectionals. &lt;br /&gt;had to teach my junior how to play the blardy song. &lt;br /&gt;n my blardy junior juz cnt get it right lo. &lt;br /&gt;shes lik sho damn slow. &lt;br /&gt;she takes bout 15mins to get 3 bars right? &lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. mayb i was lik tt. &lt;br /&gt;bud i dun tink i was tt dumb right? &lt;br /&gt;ahhh nvm. &lt;br /&gt;i teach until wan vomit blood alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;relle veh jia lat. &lt;br /&gt;who ask her whole day pontang co. &lt;br /&gt;her basics arent even stable.. &lt;br /&gt;combine ended erly coz veh lil ppl today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt mee n waiying went to meet&amp;nbsp;jialing, dalina&amp;nbsp;and jerome. &lt;br /&gt;went over to nexus for service. &lt;br /&gt;service wasnt sho bad. &lt;br /&gt;bryan delbert dalina converted. &lt;br /&gt;yay! we're brothers and sisters in christ! &lt;br /&gt;we'll meet in heaven yeahs? &lt;br /&gt;i was praying sho hard for waiying. &lt;br /&gt;guess she juz needs more time laa. &lt;br /&gt;evryone will be praying yeahs? &lt;br /&gt;she'll make it to heaven one day x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;am moody and messy &lt;br /&gt;i get restless and it's senseless &lt;br /&gt;how you never seem to care &lt;br /&gt;when im angry you listen &lt;br /&gt;make me happy it's a mission &lt;br /&gt;and you wont stop till im there &lt;br /&gt;fall, sometimes&amp;nbsp;i fall so fast &lt;br /&gt;when&amp;nbsp;i hit that bottom crash &lt;br /&gt;you re all&amp;nbsp;i have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109066924797488217?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109066924797488217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109066924797488217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109066924797488217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109066924797488217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/pieces-of-mee.html' title='pieces of mee'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109059798467747240</id><published>2004-07-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:53:04.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promises</title><content type='html'>hes dead le.&lt;br /&gt;23 july 2004.&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask sho many ppl help mee find mee froggie's body.&lt;br /&gt;even if he die le mee oso wan find his body fer him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was bad.&lt;br /&gt;evrytink was bad.&lt;br /&gt;we lost the debate.&lt;br /&gt;bud we got into semi finals le.&lt;br /&gt;sho tts nt sho bad.&lt;br /&gt;science test was ok.&lt;br /&gt;after tt came home.&lt;br /&gt;daddy was at home le!&lt;br /&gt;sho happy to see him home.&lt;br /&gt;bud hes leaving on sunday morning again..&lt;br /&gt;haiiiz. i tink shud be go china bah.&lt;br /&gt;duno when den he will come back again.&lt;br /&gt;sadded~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;wish&amp;nbsp;i could have told you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the things&amp;nbsp;i kept inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now&amp;nbsp;i guess it's just to late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many things remind me of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;hope that you can hear me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one last time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and where&amp;nbsp;i go you ll be there with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever you ll be right here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109059798467747240?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109059798467747240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109059798467747240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109059798467747240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109059798467747240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/promises.html' title='promises'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109050787978432225</id><published>2004-07-22T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T22:55:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be the only hand ya need to hold on to </title><content type='html'>yay! sho many tags.. &lt;br /&gt;tankew ppl. &lt;br /&gt;kip tagging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eerr zzii&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;ahaaz you rawk on too! those char bors veh irritating hor. hole day suan suan suan. dun care dem laaz. we happy can le. keep smiling! x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jake&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yirui&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;thanx fer yor comments arh.. will consider. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aaron&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;you veh nice arhs.. evryday tag. buden yor tag lik evryday the same one. can tag sumtink else norts.. ahaaz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mirah&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah. you noe you veh naggy leh. i will choose nice one laa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;thanx fer tagging! you originally veh tall liao mah. n im stil stuck at onefourplus. haiii =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shiaohong&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;pb is pencilbox laa&amp;nbsp;X_x chem is nice mah.. at least better den physics right. xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great! &lt;br /&gt;sku was alright laa i guess. &lt;br /&gt;the fun came oni after sku. &lt;br /&gt;mee, zhiying n two other gers went to kallang discuss debate. &lt;br /&gt;dun tell you who.. &lt;br /&gt;haha. guess yorself. &lt;br /&gt;its private.. ssshhhh. &lt;br /&gt;took bus dere n on the way we saw mee jie! &lt;br /&gt;saw her at the bustop, den take same bus. &lt;br /&gt;mee n GIRL A kept chasing her arnd to take her pic. &lt;br /&gt;she kip hiding behind her file. &lt;br /&gt;in the end took a pic of her when we went off the bus. &lt;br /&gt;yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to macs. &lt;br /&gt;mee n zhiying shared 20piece nuggets! &lt;br /&gt;two small girls can eat 10pieces of nuggets each. &lt;br /&gt;believe it or not? X_x &lt;br /&gt;den went over to kfc &lt;br /&gt;coz GIRL B wan food from dere n there got free flow. &lt;br /&gt;we sho cheapskate. wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;had sho much fun in kfc sia. &lt;br /&gt;down dere damn cold. &lt;br /&gt;den we kip fooling arnd nv do the debate. &lt;br /&gt;in the end discuss abit come home le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr after sku got science test. &lt;br /&gt;stardie le. &lt;br /&gt;confirm will pass. &lt;br /&gt;buden goood or bad i duno. &lt;br /&gt;hopefully will be good bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to mr lee the other day in literature clas. &lt;br /&gt;he was&amp;nbsp;toking bout the socs and greasers. &lt;br /&gt;the socs live in the west, &lt;br /&gt;greasers live in the east, &lt;br /&gt;but both&amp;nbsp;saw the same sunset. &lt;br /&gt;it den occured to mee.. &lt;br /&gt;although he's onethousandandonemillion miles away from mee, &lt;br /&gt;we too share the same sunset. &lt;br /&gt;dont we? x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you re gone away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im left alone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a&amp;nbsp;part of me is gone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im not moving on&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so wait for me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;know the day will come&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i ll meet you there&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter where life takes me to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i ll meet you there&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and even if&amp;nbsp;i need you here&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i ll meet you there&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109050787978432225?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109050787978432225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109050787978432225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109050787978432225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109050787978432225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-wanna-be-only-hand-ya-need-to-hold.html' title='i wanna be the only hand ya need to hold on to '/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109041845260833975</id><published>2004-07-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:00:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont mean anything to me</title><content type='html'>its wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;time relle flies.&lt;br /&gt;its alrdy weekfour.&lt;br /&gt;streaming is in nine weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;n i dun tink im prepared fer it.&lt;br /&gt;got science test end of dis week.&lt;br /&gt;chi n maths test nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;must get myself into the stardiing moood le.&lt;br /&gt;sleep less and stardie more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;is gonna leave mee sooner or later lik&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; did.&lt;br /&gt;i ve lost&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; and i cnt afford to lose &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;im clinging onto &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; sho hard&lt;br /&gt;coz im sho afraid tt &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;'ll leave mee.&lt;br /&gt;n i'll never get &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; back ever again.&lt;br /&gt;i can stil vividly rmb the day i let &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;go..&lt;br /&gt;and since then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; was out of my world.&lt;br /&gt;- regrets&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna let myself make the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you a story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about people named &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anybody&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt;. There was an important job to be done and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; was sure that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; would do it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anybody&lt;/span&gt; could have done it but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt; did it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; got angry about that because it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody's&lt;/span&gt; job. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; thought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anybody&lt;/span&gt; could do it but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt; realized that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; would not do it. It ended up that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; blamed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt; did what &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anybody&lt;/span&gt; could have done. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I feel like i'm living the worst day over and over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&amp;nbsp;feel like you re gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and every day is the worst day ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday was the worst day ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and tomorrow won't be better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's history repeating on and on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109041845260833975?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109033541896456821</id><published>2004-07-20T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T22:56:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily ever after</title><content type='html'>today was preety fine.&lt;br /&gt;we won the debate.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for qiNyii.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;had co today.&lt;br /&gt;the tcher hit my hand.&lt;br /&gt;n he use the bow to drill a hole between my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;hit my head oso.&lt;br /&gt;will grow dumb one leh.&lt;br /&gt;i sho short le you still hit.&lt;br /&gt;kip hitting no wonder i cnt grow taller den aaron xP&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel sho..&lt;br /&gt;a l o n e.&lt;br /&gt;why do&amp;nbsp;i feel tt you re gonna leave mee?&lt;br /&gt;dont leave me hanging&lt;br /&gt;in a city so dead.&lt;br /&gt;held up so high&lt;br /&gt;on such a breakable thread. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;tissuelogy**&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since the day&amp;nbsp;i met you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and after all we've been through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still addic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm addicted to you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think you know that it's true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd run a thousand miles to get you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you think&amp;nbsp;i deserve this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109033541896456821?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-109024786556638055</id><published>2004-07-20T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:37:45.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratched</title><content type='html'>im lik sho sad can!&lt;br /&gt;i scratched the frog mee kor gave mee.&lt;br /&gt;its a scratch!&lt;br /&gt;a scratch!&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;whining n whining when i saw it lo.&lt;br /&gt;when i was on the bus going home i kip looking at the scratch.&lt;br /&gt;n den i broke down.&lt;br /&gt;aahh im sho weak.&lt;br /&gt;bud i cnt help it mah.&lt;br /&gt;its aaron gimme de leh.&lt;br /&gt;i nv take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;go n scratch it until lidis.&lt;br /&gt;n he looks sho terribly injured.&lt;br /&gt;haiii.&lt;br /&gt;aaron say the frog wont blame mee de.&lt;br /&gt;buden mee veh sad mee nv take care of him properly.&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault laa.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never will be goood enough for her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gotta escape now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;put her behind me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and go to a place where she can't find me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109024786556638055?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/109024786556638055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=109024786556638055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/109024786556638055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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properly.&lt;br /&gt;walk arnd den finalleh gt a $14.90 costume.&lt;br /&gt;we buy same pattern same color.&lt;br /&gt;i tink it looks veh ugly.&lt;br /&gt;buden no choice.&lt;br /&gt;we no time le.&lt;br /&gt;jen went to take passport foto.&lt;br /&gt;damn gao xiao man.&lt;br /&gt;send her back aljunied den i take bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;come back eat liao den sleep.&lt;br /&gt;den watch tvee, do hw.&lt;br /&gt;now online lor.&lt;br /&gt;mee veh guai hor.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;vicki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;mee and shern lastime veh good de.&lt;br /&gt;den she now bz wiv her own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;she dowan mee le!&lt;br /&gt;sho sad hor.. no laa.&lt;br /&gt;she got her own fwens mah.&lt;br /&gt;mee cnt owaes occupy her.&lt;br /&gt;sho.. yep.&lt;br /&gt;at least i noe tt shes now occupied wiv impt tinks lik her church stuff and mixing arnd wiv good ppl.&lt;br /&gt;sho im rather relaxed shes leading a goood life now.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The unmerited love of God which reveals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;itself in pardoning sin is called His GRACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get out [leave], right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the end of you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's too late and&amp;nbsp;i can't wait for you to be gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause&amp;nbsp;i know about her and&amp;nbsp;i wonder [why]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how&amp;nbsp;i bought all the lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you said that you would treat me right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you was just a waste of time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-109016385244257247?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-10900757858980391</id><published>2004-07-18T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T22:57:56.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take mee away</title><content type='html'>yoyoz. &lt;br /&gt;today is flag day! &lt;br /&gt;wHeEeeE~ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;sho fun.. &lt;br /&gt;stand dere n kip repeating same line. &lt;br /&gt;"good afternoon sir/mdm, &lt;br /&gt;would you like to make a donation please?" &lt;br /&gt;kip repeating until lik siao. &lt;br /&gt;city hall ppl nt veh frenly. &lt;br /&gt;took about 3hrs to finish selling 192 stickers. &lt;br /&gt;which is damn pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;bud stil sell all laa. &lt;br /&gt;im sho proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;sum ppl veh nice. &lt;br /&gt;i nv ask dem dey oso come n donate. &lt;br /&gt;den sum even if dowan donate juz smile smile at mee. &lt;br /&gt;gt sum relle veh unfrenly. &lt;br /&gt;dowan donate stil gimme tt black face. &lt;br /&gt;average about 1 sticker per minute. &lt;br /&gt;tts pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;got quite a few give 2bux. &lt;br /&gt;tts the highest amnt laa.&lt;br /&gt;today nobody come support mee.&lt;br /&gt;aaarrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;bud thankgod evrytink went smoothly today. &lt;br /&gt;x) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;before flag day gt project fest. &lt;br /&gt;went at eight den realised sec1s oni end briefing at 10. &lt;br /&gt;dey come to our table we juz xplain to dem bout the proj. &lt;br /&gt;tell dem watt we do. &lt;br /&gt;den evrybody compliment the poster. &lt;br /&gt;which is drawn by mee. &lt;br /&gt;haa. im sho proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;reach home bout 4 plus den sleep until 8 lidis. &lt;br /&gt;swang~ &lt;br /&gt;monday racial hormony day. &lt;br /&gt;tmr go buy costume. &lt;br /&gt;if can den help mr tan buy. &lt;br /&gt;tuesday shern bday, &lt;br /&gt;havent decided watt to buy fer her. &lt;br /&gt;afterall we were once best of fwens, &lt;br /&gt;gotta choose sumtink nice fer her. &lt;br /&gt;eerr zzii n flora bday coming up.&lt;br /&gt;he damn blardy bhb leh.&lt;br /&gt;nv come support mee&lt;br /&gt;sumore cor mee up today ask mee for present.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;stil wan TWO leh!&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;im sho broken. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you say i'm a dreamer&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're two of a kind&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;both of us searching for some perfect world&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we know we'll never find&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so perhaps i should leave here go far away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you know that there's nowhere &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i'd rather be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;than with you here today&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-10900757858980391?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/10900757858980391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=10900757858980391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/10900757858980391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/10900757858980391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/take-mee-away.html' title='take mee away'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-108998958674460504</id><published>2004-07-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T22:53:51.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch</title><content type='html'>wow. &lt;br /&gt;koool new blogspot format. &lt;br /&gt;can juz add colour lidis sia. &lt;br /&gt;whEeeEe. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;today go sku slack. &lt;br /&gt;shud hav stayed at home. &lt;br /&gt;oni literature is proper lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;after sku went out wiv lynette n jenna. &lt;br /&gt;went ta buy traditional costumes. &lt;br /&gt;in the end jenna fever, &lt;br /&gt;mee n lynette go ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;went up and down in and out sho many times. &lt;br /&gt;she bot a malay dress or sumtink. &lt;br /&gt;i gave up. &lt;br /&gt;too many to choose from, &lt;br /&gt;too difficult to choose. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;actualleh i quite lik dis &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; one. [$29.90] &lt;br /&gt;havent decided whether i wana buy. &lt;br /&gt;tmr or sunday mayb go other places find lo. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;tmr got flag day! &lt;br /&gt;yay! &lt;br /&gt;sho excited sia. &lt;br /&gt;long time nv sell flag le. &lt;br /&gt;its part of CIP. &lt;br /&gt;i sell for the fun and to help ppl. &lt;br /&gt;TOUCH is a community service. &lt;br /&gt;serve youths, children, family, elderly and others. &lt;br /&gt;sho i tink its rather coool. &lt;br /&gt;if you see ppl asking you fer donations juz donate kays? &lt;br /&gt;its for good purposes de. &lt;br /&gt;10cents 20cents oso can. &lt;br /&gt;as long as you got heart can le. &lt;br /&gt;im rather confident to finish selling all fast. &lt;br /&gt;buden cnt be overconfident. &lt;br /&gt;gotta pray tt evrytink will go smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;and tt the ppl wont ask too many qns. x) &lt;br /&gt;ask daniel come down support mee le. &lt;br /&gt;den mayb mee eerr zzii and co. &lt;br /&gt;excited sia! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you could see what i see&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the answer to my prayers&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if u could feel the tenderness i feel&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you would know it would be clear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that angels brought me here&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-108998958674460504?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/108998958674460504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=108998958674460504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/108998958674460504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/108998958674460504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/touch.html' title='touch'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-108990017573808129</id><published>2004-07-15T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T22:02:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let your waves crash down on me and take me away</title><content type='html'>today is thursday.&lt;br /&gt;tmr is friday.&lt;br /&gt;which means slacking day.&lt;br /&gt;i love it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna start debating soon.&lt;br /&gt;i dun lik it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate debates.&lt;br /&gt;its sho sick lo.&lt;br /&gt;evrytime i prepare sho hard for a debate,&lt;br /&gt;i will nv win.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate tt feeling.&lt;br /&gt;den i will break down n blah.&lt;br /&gt;oohh im sho weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw xiaoming lookalike again.&lt;br /&gt;they juz lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;i dunct noe why dey look alike.&lt;br /&gt;bud i lik the way he looks lik xiaoming.&lt;br /&gt;its sho koool!&lt;br /&gt;xiaoming rawks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;why did tinks turn out lik tt?&lt;br /&gt;how i wish we cud turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;you broke yor promise.&lt;br /&gt;why did i even trust tt you will kip yor promise &lt;br /&gt;right at the beggining?&lt;br /&gt;when will dis come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;when will you return to mee? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izit him?&lt;br /&gt;or izit juz mee?&lt;br /&gt;will tinks get better?&lt;br /&gt;i definitely hope sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you leave me here alone now &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hear you say that you know me &lt;br /&gt;that i should be always doing what you say &lt;br /&gt;cause i'm trying to get through today &lt;br /&gt;and there's one thing i know &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna think about you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7549534-108990017573808129?l=shortiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/feeds/108990017573808129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549534&amp;postID=108990017573808129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/108990017573808129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549534/posts/default/108990017573808129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortiie.blogspot.com/2004/07/let-your-waves-crash-down-on-me-and.html' title='let your waves crash down on me and take me away'/><author><name>qinyiiiiii</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549534.post-108980922171148677</id><published>2004-07-14T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T20:47:01.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.hope dangles on a string</title><content type='html'>im lik sho free now.&lt;br /&gt;and im lik sho darn happy wiv my&lt;br /&gt;s e l f  d i s c i p l i n e.&lt;br /&gt;i finished my hw le den come online.&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for qinyi! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad im starting to stardie now.&lt;br /&gt;if nt i duno how im gonna pass my streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mee promise mee kor le.&lt;br /&gt;muz do my best.&lt;br /&gt;die die oso muz pass.&lt;br /&gt;at least double science.&lt;br /&gt;if nt i can go kill myself liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day im noticing him.&lt;br /&gt;and why does he look sho much lik xiaoming?&lt;br /&gt;aahhs xiaoming.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if God is for us, who can be against us? 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