<?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-8163738108239950265</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:25:37.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-8608053305104135431</id><published>2009-03-03T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:30:30.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>030309</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;WE MADE IT&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice match babes :D&lt;br /&gt;love every single one of you to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me,&lt;br /&gt;the umpires weren't biased.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;some people just refuse to admit the fact and they make up stoopid excuses.&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! :D&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8608053305104135431?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8608053305104135431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8608053305104135431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8608053305104135431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8608053305104135431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/030309.html' title='030309'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8273162435710793943</id><published>2009-03-01T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:52:46.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>010309</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;"so what if MGS is strong? NANHUANETBALL IS STRONGER"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           -priscilla chua&lt;br /&gt;come on babes,&lt;br /&gt;it's not about winning or losing.&lt;br /&gt;it's about &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEAVING THE COURT W NO REGRETS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will do it manzxc.&lt;br /&gt;we know it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year of tears,&lt;br /&gt;one year of sweat,&lt;br /&gt;one year of enduring the hot sun,&lt;br /&gt;one year of "walauu today got training le",&lt;br /&gt;one year of missing outings w your friends fr training,&lt;br /&gt;one year of listening to coachfanglin yell at us,&lt;br /&gt;one year of hearing mr quek's lectures,&lt;br /&gt;one year of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HARDWORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it comes down to this.&lt;br /&gt;this match tmr,&lt;br /&gt;at RV.&lt;br /&gt;we're gna fight all out,&lt;br /&gt;we're gna scream our lungs off,&lt;br /&gt;we're gna make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM PROUD&lt;br /&gt;SHOW THEM WHAT WE'VE GOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET NOT WORKING HARD ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET NOT JUMPING FR CHLOE'S BALL&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET NOT ATTEMPTING TO INTERCEPT CARISSA'S CENTER PASS&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET NOT CHERISHING THE SHOT.&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET THAT OFFSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM REGRET BEING COMPLACENT.&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THEM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REGRET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR STAGE,&lt;br /&gt;OUR GAME,&lt;br /&gt;OUR PASSION,&lt;br /&gt;OUR LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL MAKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;NANHUANETBALL GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8273162435710793943?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8273162435710793943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8273162435710793943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8273162435710793943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8273162435710793943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/010309.html' title='010309'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-6159821361672964468</id><published>2009-02-22T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T05:14:27.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>220209</title><content type='html'>come on jean, show them what you've got.&lt;br /&gt;COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you can run faster then that.&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you can jump higher then that.&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you can throw better then that.&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; you can worker harder then that.&lt;br /&gt;come on, jean.&lt;br /&gt;you know it, you just &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;why aren't you performing when you KNOW you can, jean?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell have i been doing the last few trainings.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; show them that i &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; do it.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; make them proud.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; prove all of you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; do it.&lt;br /&gt;do it fr laysiew,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr wanying,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr amanda,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr zhimin,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr yiqing,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr chloe,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr tanji,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr carissa,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr priscilla,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr rachel,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr juniors,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr seniors,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr coach,&lt;br /&gt;do it fr mr quek.&lt;br /&gt;do it fr &lt;u&gt;MYSELF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once in a lifetime, team.&lt;br /&gt;don't throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;once in a lifetime in c'div,&lt;br /&gt;make them proud!&lt;br /&gt;live down nanhua's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt; I WILL NOT LET YALL DOWN&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put myself in netball,&lt;br /&gt;to play well.&lt;br /&gt;to perform well.&lt;br /&gt;i put myself in netball,&lt;br /&gt;because i love netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry fr playing so badly lately.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea what's gotten into me, my team.&lt;br /&gt;rest assure i will give my all fr the coming games,&lt;br /&gt;i won't let yall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE PASSION, ONE TEAM, ONE CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;GO NANHUANETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;WE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW &lt;/span&gt;IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make them proud, jean.&lt;br /&gt;make them proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-6159821361672964468?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6159821361672964468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=6159821361672964468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6159821361672964468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6159821361672964468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/02/220209.html' title='220209'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4640239453675540580</id><published>2009-02-15T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:25:20.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>150209</title><content type='html'>all you need is loads of issues and a penknife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4640239453675540580?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4640239453675540580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4640239453675540580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4640239453675540580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4640239453675540580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/02/150209.html' title='150209'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5558907164372639318</id><published>2009-01-23T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:04:15.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>230109</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;whoohoo!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanhua netball &lt;u&gt;GOGOGO!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36-11&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i'm &lt;s&gt;a little&lt;/s&gt; late to post about this.&lt;br /&gt;still,&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;b&gt;MUSN'T&lt;/b&gt; be complacent!&lt;br /&gt;but, we've got to be more confident!&lt;br /&gt;endure endure endure :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;and and and, we've got to talk more on court!&lt;br /&gt;scream, shout, and make as much noise as possible!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;jiayou hotbabesexymamaohlalas :D&lt;br /&gt;as dearest yiqing says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"WEST ZONE TOP 2!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;h6&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my passion fr netball fading away!&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;passion, please come back D;&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly try to think of means and ways to skip training!&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;i stop caring so much about the team anymore!&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;oh someone, PLEASE just freaking SLAP ME!&lt;br /&gt;wake me up, please.&lt;br /&gt;now's not the time fr this!&lt;br /&gt;in fact, there never should be something like this!&lt;br /&gt;this is a team game,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;do it fr the team, jean.&lt;br /&gt;come on, everyone else is working so hard now!&lt;br /&gt;gogogogogogogo!&lt;br /&gt;focus jean!&lt;br /&gt;get back your passion, your love, fr netball.&lt;br /&gt;come on!&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5558907164372639318?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5558907164372639318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5558907164372639318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5558907164372639318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5558907164372639318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/230109.html' title='230109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1686199616500338522</id><published>2009-01-13T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:01:38.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>130109</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6&gt;screwitscreweverysinglemotherfuggingpersononearthihopeyoudieandgoburninhell.&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention that i &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;something&lt;/s&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;UGHHHHH&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1686199616500338522?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1686199616500338522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1686199616500338522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1686199616500338522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1686199616500338522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/130109.html' title='130109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4409573060269386145</id><published>2009-01-11T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:12:52.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>110109</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My tears run down like razorblades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no, I'm not the one to blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's you, or is it me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all the words we never say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come out and now we're all ashamed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's no sense in playing games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you've done all you can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now it's over, it's over, why is it over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the chance to make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that I could take it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's overI lose myself in all these fights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lose my sense of wrong and right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cry, I cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's shaking from the pain that's in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna crawl into my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And throw away the life I led&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I won't let it die, but I won't let it die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's over, it's over, why is it over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the chance to make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that I could take it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't say this won't last forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't tell me that we will never be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could be, over and over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could be, forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't say this won't last forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't tell me that we will never be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could be, over and over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could be, forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not over, it's not over, it's never over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless you let it take you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not over, it's not over, it's not over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless you let it break you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm feeling so suicidal.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yehh, imma just dig a hole and jump into it and decompose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4409573060269386145?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4409573060269386145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4409573060269386145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4409573060269386145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4409573060269386145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/110109.html' title='110109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5912793357907263318</id><published>2009-01-10T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:10:21.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100109</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SWiqhmeXnPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zzUCTv-APnU/s1600-h/CIMG1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289665256586976498" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SWiqhmeXnPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zzUCTv-APnU/s320/CIMG1899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;netball&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a game, played by 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a passion shared by the 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least, that's what &lt;u&gt;i think&lt;/u&gt; it's &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i am feeling &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5912793357907263318?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5912793357907263318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5912793357907263318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5912793357907263318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5912793357907263318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/100109.html' title='100109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SWiqhmeXnPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zzUCTv-APnU/s72-c/CIMG1899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-6299386447798994846</id><published>2009-01-04T02:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:20:33.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>040109</title><content type='html'>i am very stressed right now because i'm trying to do my oh-so-difficult history crap dno what bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;i am very annoyed at myself and i just want to scream my head off.&lt;br /&gt;i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;screw school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-6299386447798994846?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6299386447798994846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=6299386447798994846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6299386447798994846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6299386447798994846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/040109.html' title='040109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8918379168560979118</id><published>2009-01-03T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:30:51.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>030109</title><content type='html'>pftt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently doing my holiday homework that i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHOULD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have started on 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;my co-form happens to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt; fulaoshi&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so effingmotherfreaking mad and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;today's just not my day.&lt;br /&gt;pftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8918379168560979118?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8918379168560979118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8918379168560979118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8918379168560979118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8918379168560979118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2009/01/030109.html' title='030109'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1913755091599383126</id><published>2008-12-13T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:09:00.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>131208</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt; DEAD BLOG &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooooooooo my dearestestest blog :D&lt;br /&gt;it's been forever since i blog.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;i was like blog hopping and decided to blog since i'm oh-so-bored :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to malaysia tmr, till wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wna go lahzxc D:&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the netball camp.&lt;br /&gt;DDDDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;they're freaking gna go to walk at freaking bukittimahhill.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, brings back memories of the nightwalk.&lt;br /&gt;and like walking with...&lt;br /&gt;nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;netballllllll :D&lt;br /&gt;today's match w SJC,&lt;br /&gt;11-7.&lt;br /&gt;but we played like fucked up bullshit D:&lt;br /&gt;walauuu&lt;br /&gt;the seniors did uberly well,&lt;br /&gt;30-6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church is fun.&lt;br /&gt;we've got like all sorts of weird events lately.&lt;br /&gt;the best being the nightwalk so far.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh, when's the next nightwalk lahzxc :D&lt;br /&gt;and the camp was uberlyuberlysuperly fun too :D&lt;br /&gt;and the advent vigil really opened up our hearts and made us think really hard.&lt;br /&gt;dance has been taking up so much of my time.&lt;br /&gt;andandand,&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait fr journey of st anthony next weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;i heard it's gna be like a freaking amazing race around singapore.&lt;br /&gt;with simply means,&lt;br /&gt;FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy&lt;br /&gt;blogging is boring.&lt;br /&gt;since i know no one's gna be reading this anyways.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;see yall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1913755091599383126?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1913755091599383126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1913755091599383126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1913755091599383126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1913755091599383126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/12/131208.html' title='131208'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3058793930993049088</id><published>2008-11-29T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:38:40.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>301108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;h1&gt;BUSYBUSYBUSY&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy w church,&lt;br /&gt;busy w training,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;busy w pretending i'm alright&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY W MY BRAND NEW CHIOBU.&lt;br /&gt;yes lah :D&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been whining to my dad that i want a &lt;u&gt;CAMERAM&lt;/u&gt; of my own.&lt;br /&gt;and so yesterday we had this &lt;s&gt;weird&lt;/s&gt; dinner thing that my dad's company organised,&lt;br /&gt;and like there was this lucky draw in which every family would win something,&lt;br /&gt;and my family AMAZINGLY won a black samsung camera :D&lt;br /&gt;it's offically MINEMINEMINEMINEMINE and i've decided to name that gorgeous piece of metal &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHIOBU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch out, you chickennehnehs in my photography class in church,&lt;br /&gt;muahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we (netballers) had a friendly match vs SCGS D:&lt;br /&gt;21-9, so embarrassing lahzxc.&lt;br /&gt;babes,&lt;br /&gt;we were all MUCH too nervous D:&lt;br /&gt;maybe we don't have enough experience?&lt;br /&gt;and heather and yuzhen,&lt;br /&gt;yall are doing GREATGREATGREAT :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandandand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NACP (also known as cheeping by some of my friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thankyou fr all the wonderous things you've done fr me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way you're always there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way you're able to counsel me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way you're always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyou :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohohohoh,&lt;br /&gt;and i think sacha's the cutest thing/person/object on earth.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3058793930993049088?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3058793930993049088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3058793930993049088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3058793930993049088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3058793930993049088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/301108.html' title='301108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4272452280680087429</id><published>2008-11-26T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:45:56.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>261108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; like a fallen angel &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;competitions are coming up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, nanhuarians, have to TRAIN TRAIN TRAIN ;DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;NANHUA GOGOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to someone,&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4272452280680087429?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4272452280680087429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4272452280680087429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4272452280680087429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4272452280680087429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/261108.html' title='261108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-9081562083515002660</id><published>2008-11-07T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:46:57.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>071108</title><content type='html'>hello :D&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like blogging all of a sudden D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, today's a greattttt day :D&lt;br /&gt;someone came over and we did sth and then we had sth and then we helped my mum do sth and someone went somewhere and someone came back and i &lt;u&gt;SOMETHINGED&lt;/u&gt; someone and someone &lt;u&gt;SOMETHINGED&lt;/u&gt; me back:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(hah! try decoding that, morons!)&lt;br /&gt;*laughs and points*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's a veryveryVERYYYYYYY happy girl now :D&lt;br /&gt;someone, I SOMETHING YOU VERY MUCHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's training was D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;called priscilla cause i thought i was too early and that i was gna be the first to be there.&lt;br /&gt;turns out, she was already there :D&lt;br /&gt;bought snapple and went over to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;went to the loo and applied loads of sunscreen,&lt;br /&gt;andandand priscilla dint dare to touch me cos' i was too oily!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhah :D&lt;br /&gt;i almost fainted doing the warmup thingys,&lt;br /&gt;while stoopid chloe and yiqing did it like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;they were so &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; fast lahzxz!&lt;br /&gt;stooooopid D:&lt;br /&gt;zhimin, carissa and priscilla are the nicestest people on earth,&lt;br /&gt;they kept encouraging me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;me love them loads!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did ball handling,&lt;br /&gt;and then ball drills w the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;wow, they're DANG good lahzxz.&lt;br /&gt;veryveryvery fast, veryveryvery accurate, and veryveryvery muscular.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;GREEN WITH ENVY&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahah :D&lt;br /&gt;then was some weird half court thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i was uberly mad at someone because of something.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't elaborate,&lt;br /&gt;i THINK zhimin knows what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;andandand,&lt;br /&gt;manda was looking pale/sickly/nauseous D:&lt;br /&gt;get well soon, babe D:&lt;br /&gt;we need you!&lt;br /&gt;next was full court w seniors D:&lt;br /&gt;shaeron/siying was "baby-sitting" me.&lt;br /&gt;was having a dang hard time comprehending what shaeron was saying,&lt;br /&gt;but i THINK i get it :D&lt;br /&gt;then played some weird scissors, papers, stone game that was like team-bonding :D&lt;br /&gt;hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun during the game manzxz :D&lt;br /&gt;went home afterwards w carissa, zm, priscilla, rachel and yiqing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, AND I SAW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;u&gt;JENNY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see, wasn't it worth the wait)&lt;br /&gt;she was sooo, different from what i saw in her friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; different D:&lt;br /&gt;totally not what i expected her to be.&lt;br /&gt;and she was shy D:&lt;br /&gt;i saw them (firdaus and her) at admiralty mrt station today noon when i was meeting tien and pok fr lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i miss firdausssssssssssssssssssssssssss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;NACP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;you mean the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;iloveyou&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveeeee, (manymanyMANY hearts!)&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-9081562083515002660?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9081562083515002660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=9081562083515002660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/9081562083515002660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/9081562083515002660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/071108.html' title='071108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4238009446229254805</id><published>2008-11-05T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:42:54.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>061108</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bored bored bored bored bored!&lt;br /&gt;i shall post up some random photos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265356952034922722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJOQDWs0OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I8Z_G8H72Nc/s320/CIMG1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the team at pizza hut :D (okayy maybe not the whole team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from left : MANDA, ZM, PRIS, YIQING, LAYS, CARISSA, ME, WANYING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJVLYGpZcI/AAAAAAAAACw/hkakn0Av0Lk/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265364568286782914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJVLYGpZcI/AAAAAAAAACw/hkakn0Av0Lk/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary school babes (IMISSYALL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from front: GLADS, ASH, L, CHARINNE, FION, ME AND TIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJPhYDN11I/AAAAAAAAACI/lFhVH2mt7Vw/s1600-h/08-08-07_0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265358349159749458" style="WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJPhYDN11I/AAAAAAAAACI/lFhVH2mt7Vw/s320/08-08-07_0959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNGLAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me miss that sexymama D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJQ28-irZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ASizhxLFNQQ/s1600-h/CIMG3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265359819361136018" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJQ28-irZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ASizhxLFNQQ/s320/CIMG3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me looking constipated! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJR8ngQ6fI/AAAAAAAAACY/pxKe6PYPrc0/s1600-h/CIMG3081-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265361016187841010" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJR8ngQ6fI/AAAAAAAAACY/pxKe6PYPrc0/s320/CIMG3081-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me doing i-don't-know what :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJSpN6tGdI/AAAAAAAAACg/2Tn7Gch-Lsw/s1600-h/CIMG1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265361782413531602" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJSpN6tGdI/AAAAAAAAACg/2Tn7Gch-Lsw/s320/CIMG1927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look carefully and you'll see the reflection of me and pok :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took this when we were on sth going somewhere to do sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahhahahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJTmvSx1sI/AAAAAAAAACo/uKYieAtrT94/s1600-h/18-01-08_1334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265362839344895682" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJTmvSx1sI/AAAAAAAAACo/uKYieAtrT94/s320/18-01-08_1334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and fifi the dog in the school loo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJVvFUVbKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JGOgikspQLU/s1600-h/CIMG1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265365181719211170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJVvFUVbKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JGOgikspQLU/s320/CIMG1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and tien at the &lt;u&gt;PREMIER ENTRANCE&lt;/u&gt; of the click five concert a few months back. (whatever premier entrance means, it just sounds cool :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJWavCyfpI/AAAAAAAAADA/jTzcg8375xo/s1600-h/DSC02305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265365931654282898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJWavCyfpI/AAAAAAAAADA/jTzcg8375xo/s320/DSC02305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;105! + some random people from other class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJXFc69VsI/AAAAAAAAADI/NM5CFZU8LPA/s1600-h/SANY0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265366665523975874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJXFc69VsI/AAAAAAAAADI/NM5CFZU8LPA/s320/SANY0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pok, me and tien at a bad attempt to look mad :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i look like a whore!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4238009446229254805?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4238009446229254805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4238009446229254805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4238009446229254805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4238009446229254805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/061108.html' title='061108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/SRJOQDWs0OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/I8Z_G8H72Nc/s72-c/CIMG1948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-269952248944129138</id><published>2008-11-05T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:02:53.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>051108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;u&gt;change&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is horrifying D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blog-hopping recently and landed upon some of my primary school friend's blogs. it really was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHOCK OF MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to see how much they've changed in such a short span of time. i thought we promised never to become bad? i thought we said never to grow apart, to stay friends forever? well, i thought wrong D: they've changed, to become monsters that i don't even recognise anymore, and it really brings tears to my eyes. talking to yall seems different now, not in the sense that we aren't in the same school anymore, but by the way yall talk, the language yall use. it &lt;u&gt;DISGUSTS&lt;/u&gt; me, really. i honestly look back, see the innocence, see the times we've been through together, and wish that i could change you, but i can't. it pains me, to watch yall turn into monsters and not be able to help. i wish that things were like they were in primary school, that yall would never have become what yall were today. i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;iloveyou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-269952248944129138?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/269952248944129138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>041108</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;screw&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what the screw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the mood to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;maybe cry myself to sleep and just watch the blood flow?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;whythehell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5126483619683646895?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5126483619683646895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5126483619683646895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5126483619683646895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5126483619683646895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/041108.html' title='041108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5789504151533168483</id><published>2008-11-03T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:23:43.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>031108</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;ahhhh!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogskin's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i'll fix it tmr D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5789504151533168483?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5789504151533168483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5789504151533168483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5789504151533168483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5789504151533168483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/031108_03.html' title='031108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1005057354347299154</id><published>2008-11-03T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T04:19:31.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>031108</title><content type='html'>i went to malaysia yesterday w my mum D:&lt;br /&gt;(note the smiley face is D: instead of :D ?)&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate because it was uberly unpleasant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all NHHS netballers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;training on saturday's changed to friday at 3pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because we're having a friendly game w some other school :D&lt;br /&gt;and the netball chalet's comfirmed to be on 19, 20 and 21 nov.&lt;br /&gt;more details at &lt;a href="http://nanhuanetball.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nanhuanetball.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait fr training tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;no idea why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid lahzxz,&lt;br /&gt;netball chalet's on 19, 20 and 21&lt;br /&gt;church camp's on 21, 22 and 23 D:&lt;br /&gt;i'm gna be so effing exhuasted&lt;br /&gt;and i don't have enough of tee shirts!&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;it's really horrifying to see how people have changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what monsters they've become D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened to the innocence?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know you anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that's fucking scary,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because i've known you since we were babies.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;p.s. i love you!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1005057354347299154?l=complicati0n.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-8163738108239950265.post-5250406369645139052</id><published>2008-11-01T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:05:01.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>011108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andandand, all you nincompoops reading my blog, yall better tag because i took the time to blog! hahahahahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5250406369645139052?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5250406369645139052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5250406369645139052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5250406369645139052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5250406369645139052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/011108_01.html' title='011108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3112692592863953113</id><published>2008-11-01T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T05:52:34.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>011108</title><content type='html'>I'm posting because i'm OH-SO-BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday morning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to cheeping fr effing because he was at class chalet&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun and like his classmate, jenny was on the phone w firdaus&lt;br /&gt;YES, FIRDAUS FROM PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;i miss him :D&lt;br /&gt;yeh, it was loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;made me realise how everyone changed.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's changing  D;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday's haircut&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was haircut crazy on wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;so finally made a date w my hotbabes to cut hair&lt;br /&gt;met pok at admiralty at 10:45,&lt;br /&gt;but that smellychicken was still at home when i called her to tell her i was already there (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;bused to tien's house,&lt;br /&gt;and waited fr her :D&lt;br /&gt;went to 7-11 to get a cheese hotdog,&lt;br /&gt;and i swear IT'S THE BESTEST HOTDOG ON EARTH&lt;br /&gt;went to cut our hair,&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in the friggin shop fr 4 fugging hours.&lt;br /&gt;because this old couple came first and they wanted to dye their oh-so-white hair,&lt;br /&gt;so we sat there and waited like stoopid fools for &lt;u&gt; 4 FUGGING HOURS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it was our turn and i cut first.&lt;br /&gt;i did this spiky hair thingy's that's kindda cool but i can't tie my hair up anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;and tien did this look-like-a-guy-but-is-super-hot hair :D&lt;br /&gt;i dno what pok did because i rushed off to meet cheeping :D&lt;br /&gt;went to meet him and he kept insulting my hair,&lt;br /&gt;saying that i looked like some chao-ah-lian WHEN I'M NOT&lt;br /&gt;then he changed his mind and said that i looked like i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;screw lahzxz&lt;br /&gt;he went to "rest his eyes" on the bed and fell asleep 5 mins after,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me there bored to death D:&lt;br /&gt;he looks cute when he's asleep,&lt;br /&gt;though he covered his face w the pillow :D&lt;br /&gt;went back home and BLAHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;training today :D &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yiqing at woodlands mrt.&lt;br /&gt;that stoopid thing was late,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sat UNGLAMLY on the floor in thr train, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;because she was having pain D&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;then because i had to tie up my bombastic hair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i made yiqing hold my phone and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;because cheeping was on the line but he made me hold on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;FOR 20 FREAKING MINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;then i checked the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;turns out he hung up already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;so yiqing was holding the phone up retardedly for 20mins w no one on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hahahahahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;reached clementi and met up w zhimin WHO WAS LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(for 10mins, mind you! and we had to miss 1 bus D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;stood there like MORONS trying to flag fr a cab, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;but zhimin decided to tell us we could call fr a cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;AFTER STANDING retardedly in the rain fr 20mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cabed to school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;then trained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;15mins run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;alot of very fun pt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and some defending/attacking thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Coachfanglin's coach, who we called jiaolian, came to coach us today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"NI DE PI GU HEN DA LE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes, thankyou fr insulting my bigass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we bathed and went to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we = me, zhimin, amanda, priscilla, carissa and yiqing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yiqing was moody throughout the thing because she was having pain D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;get well soon, babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we had kfc and we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;LAUGHED OUR FUGGING ASSES OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i swear that manda's the funniest/cutestest person on earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;andandand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;PRISCILLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;what those people sitting next to us talking about ahhhhh?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;*whisper whisper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went to church after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;was early fr like 1 hr? D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;stood there alone like some stoopid fool but good thing dear priscilla was texting me about her and her un-showered body :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;IILURBBUELAHZXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;then alex and maralene came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and i went to throw my paopaocha away when joyce suddenly talked to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;was quite paiseh cause i dint know how to chat w her but i could tell that she dint want to be alone D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sorry D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went up to the room :D&lt;br /&gt;cheeping and joel was missing fr like the first half an hr of class,&lt;br /&gt;and i was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wondering&lt;/span&gt; whether to text cheeping but decided not to because mrchee kept walking next to me.&lt;br /&gt;andandand, i dropped my phone like a gazillion times and i was laughing like a madcow w bernice :D&lt;br /&gt;cheeping finally texted me, turns out the 2 nincompoops overslept!&lt;br /&gt;(they had soccer training before that and they went to joel's house to sleep fr "a little while")&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha i was sooooo amused lahzxz :D&lt;br /&gt;oh, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE JESUS CHRIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed and i'm now rotting my butt off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3112692592863953113?l=complicati0n.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-8163738108239950265.post-4847525048211219158</id><published>2008-10-21T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:02:54.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>221008</title><content type='html'>stoopid survey,&lt;br /&gt;i dint even wna come to school today lahzxz :D&lt;br /&gt;but i had training, so no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME HEART NETBALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;but me heart nacp more&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been blogging for a uber long time :D&lt;br /&gt;so many things have been going on (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;and alot of things i can't say :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i love netball lahzxz.&lt;br /&gt;we're all progressing very well,&lt;br /&gt;at least now we want to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;let's all chiong tgt and become national's first! :D&lt;br /&gt;zonals are not that far away ehh?&lt;br /&gt;3 more months, it's time we BUCKED UP AND WORKED HARDER&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tientientientientien,&lt;br /&gt;although we're no longer in primary school,&lt;br /&gt;our friendship will still remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;we're both missing primary school right now,&lt;br /&gt;please do know it.&lt;br /&gt;but what's in the past is in the past,&lt;br /&gt;so we've got to move on :D&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it'll be,&lt;br /&gt;i'll forever be there.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a phone call away yehh?&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEAN'S LOVING EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE .................................&lt;br /&gt;HAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'>111008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EOYS ARE EFFING OVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll repeat this, &lt;u&gt;just in case&lt;/u&gt; yall dint see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EOYS ARE EFFING OVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ahahahahahahahhahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a gazillion years since i've last blogged :D&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;well, a million things have occured since then.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather not talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;because even i myself dno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eoys was BOO.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up geog D:&lt;br /&gt;well, whatever lahzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;school life's screwed up anyways.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;why should i even bother anymore?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went jogging w tien.&lt;br /&gt;YES, WE DID JOG LAHZXZ!&lt;br /&gt;SUPPOSINGLY met up w pok at 7:45 at admiralty mrt,&lt;br /&gt;but someone was LATE!&lt;br /&gt;when i called, she was still asleep.&lt;br /&gt;whatthefug.&lt;br /&gt;then went to tien's house,&lt;br /&gt;and got ready etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;TIEN'S HOUSE'S BEAUTIFUL MIRROR IS GONE!&lt;br /&gt;NOOO&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;then we joged.&lt;br /&gt;and joged&lt;br /&gt;and joged&lt;br /&gt;and joged&lt;br /&gt;to sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;YES, from tien's house.&lt;br /&gt;and YES, we did stop XD&lt;br /&gt;then movie ----&gt; housebunny!&lt;br /&gt;was uber funny and bimbotic!&lt;br /&gt;"i bet this show has a lot of bimbos in it"&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?!? why are you watching yourself in the cinema?"&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;*laughs and points at pok*&lt;br /&gt;the we went SAKAE!&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;all our efforts D;&lt;br /&gt;first time for me at sakae,&lt;br /&gt;we ate&lt;br /&gt;and ate&lt;br /&gt;and ate.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's cat class :D&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate since it was just borinnggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;but alex should/have to shutup okayy?&lt;br /&gt;went fr mass after that w maralene.&lt;br /&gt;her sisters are just ADORABLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;esp. stephanie (NO, NOT THAT NANHUAHIGHSCHOOL105STEPHANIE)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few days,&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate.... cheemology&lt;br /&gt;it'd take too much effort to explain.&lt;br /&gt;and even i dno how to explain it right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;that's the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;just continue blaming me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;just continue ignoring me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;just continue running away from the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no, i don't mind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i don't mind yall gossiping about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i don't mind yall pretending nothing's happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i don't mind yall ignoring my existance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;fuck yall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i trusted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i got betrayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;more importantly, fuck YOU.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-227946848721887691?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/227946848721887691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=227946848721887691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/227946848721887691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/227946848721887691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/111008.html' title='111008'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2540828935729483344</id><published>2008-09-27T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:48:22.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>270908</title><content type='html'>finally ;D&lt;br /&gt;i decided to update because i can't seem to mug D;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lahxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to care about my EOYs already.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAATTTTEEEVVVVERRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm i've been uberly moody lately.&lt;br /&gt;it's been going on for some time now,&lt;br /&gt;due to some things that's going on.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe because i've been staying up really late to mug?&lt;br /&gt;yehh i'm really really sorry if i've been snappy at you.&lt;br /&gt;(whoever you may be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball team's really screwed lahhxzx.&lt;br /&gt;quarrels, fights, misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;i have NO idea how to fix things,&lt;br /&gt;and i just wna give up.&lt;br /&gt;babes,&lt;br /&gt;we're a freaking &lt;strong&gt;TEAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's with all the back stabbing?&lt;br /&gt;what's with all the whispered conversations?&lt;br /&gt;what's with all the lies?&lt;br /&gt;what's with all the secrets?&lt;br /&gt;please D;&lt;br /&gt;i tried really hard to work things out on friday,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it just dint cut it.&lt;br /&gt;so i GIVE up,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gna watch and wait to see what's gna happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanji,&lt;br /&gt;yes i was misunderstanding that day D;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i continued,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have a million things to say,&lt;br /&gt;and million people to apologise to.&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i just screwed up everything for myself,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm just sorry to everyone in general.&lt;br /&gt;for being so snappy lately&lt;br /&gt;for being so annoying lately&lt;br /&gt;for talking behind your backs lately&lt;br /&gt;for not trusting yall lately&lt;br /&gt;for doubting in yall lately&lt;br /&gt;for whatever shit that i've put you through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiyan&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything&lt;br /&gt;i MEAN it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for accepting me despite all the things i've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;thanks for caring when no one did&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how to find a friend like you anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;you're just FABULOUSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehh i've got things going on lahxzx.&lt;br /&gt;it's not been good this few days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to fix whatever wrong i've done,&lt;br /&gt;and trying to repair whatever damage i've caused.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog again when my life's back together in one piece,&lt;br /&gt;right now i've got things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;just things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2540828935729483344?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2540828935729483344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2540828935729483344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2540828935729483344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2540828935729483344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/270908.html' title='270908'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-6553914809401450551</id><published>2008-09-26T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:33:19.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>260908</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just fucking fuck off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-6553914809401450551?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6553914809401450551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=6553914809401450551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6553914809401450551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6553914809401450551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/260908.html' title='260908'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-377765989145351328</id><published>2008-09-19T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:50:20.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>190908</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP ASKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate it when yall ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind your own &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; business!&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell yall when i'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having horrid moodswings this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to the NB team yesterday for losing my cool.&lt;br /&gt;D; i guess i was just too overwhlemed.&lt;br /&gt;to make it up to yall,&lt;br /&gt;i shall talk about every single one of yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean thinks laysiew is uberly cute!&lt;br /&gt;*pulls laysiew into a bear hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean thinks wanqing is the nicest woman on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean thinks manda has nice skin!&lt;br /&gt;*rubs manda's face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean LOVES zhimin!&lt;br /&gt;*kisses zhimin tenderly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's jealous of yiqing's prettiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's married to jean!&lt;br /&gt;*starts making out w jean*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's superlyuberlyduperly jealous of chloe's HAWTLIKEHELL legs!&lt;br /&gt;*points pinky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's amused by tanji's....... ahem. WINKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean think carissa has SUPER CUTE fringe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean thinks priscilla's BEAUTIFUL eyes are to die for!&lt;br /&gt;*stares absentmindedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean thinks rachel is super FUNNIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-377765989145351328?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/377765989145351328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=377765989145351328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/377765989145351328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/377765989145351328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/190908.html' title='190908'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2933823928462008194</id><published>2008-09-12T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:53:40.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>130908</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings! ;D&lt;br /&gt;this few days passed by in a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my deardeardear JOANONGSIHUI's bday!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, noseless!&lt;br /&gt;jean lurbbs ue loads!&lt;br /&gt;i brought a &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; cake to school to celebrate! (hahah)&lt;br /&gt;it was so huge that we finished in a bite.&lt;br /&gt;and joan is birthdaysongphobic.&lt;br /&gt;when we tried to sing her a bday song,&lt;br /&gt;she kept running away&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what happened during the course of the day,&lt;br /&gt;but i remember have training.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember what happened during training.&lt;br /&gt;blahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! guess whatt?&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember anything...&lt;br /&gt;ohh wait! i do.&lt;br /&gt;we went to somewhere to go do something.&lt;br /&gt;we = jiehui, jean and joan! (J SISTERS!)hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;somewhere = jurong point&lt;br /&gt;something = buy joan's wallet, pierce jean's third earhole and eat fattening ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;put it in by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you're not that retarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tricked joan by saying that i left the wallet on the MRT (which i dint)&lt;br /&gt;and she was so gullible and retarded that she believe me!&lt;br /&gt;hahah! surprised her again on wednesday by saying that i dint lose it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;training was FUNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;we had like bonding session,&lt;br /&gt;and we played loads of weird games,&lt;br /&gt;and ended off w a waterfight!&lt;br /&gt;slacked w yiqing and zhimin outside paopaocha thing,&lt;br /&gt;and the whole time i was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;and sth uber embarrassing happened when me and zhimin went to KFC.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember anything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;i can.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;oral.&lt;br /&gt;and then i stayed back to "mug" w yiqing, zhimin and tanji&lt;br /&gt;crapped alot.&lt;br /&gt;and towards the end of the day everyone became uber moody.&lt;br /&gt;tanji, cheer up yehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;this i remember!&lt;br /&gt;;D i found the trend in this.&lt;br /&gt;i NEVER remember what lessons i had.&lt;br /&gt;who the hell listens in class anyways?&lt;br /&gt;mid autumn festival ;D&lt;br /&gt;me, joan, jiehui, chloe and joey went to pizzahut to gain fats after school today.&lt;br /&gt;i confided then on someone and joey hit me with reality!&lt;br /&gt;D; oh and i found out that joey's actually very nice to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;like intially i dint know her very well,&lt;br /&gt;i liked her, but i just thought that i dint click well w her,&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday made me know the real joey!&lt;br /&gt;pizzahut,&lt;br /&gt;and chloe was practically vacuuming the cheese bits off her plate!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;joan, jiehui and me were like taking ahlian shoots of ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;and we had loads of fun lahxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to school,&lt;br /&gt;and i went to my stall to help out.&lt;br /&gt;guess whatt?&lt;br /&gt;those screwed up bitches in my class asked me to go away!&lt;br /&gt;WTH manxzxz&lt;br /&gt;then i just hanged around at 106's stall being bored.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly became uber moody(NO IDEA WHY) and really needed to talk to yiyan&lt;br /&gt;but she was too busy working at her stall&lt;br /&gt;and thus i was left to sit there like a moron&lt;br /&gt;finally i found zhimin and we went walking and i talked to her about some things,&lt;br /&gt;and i felt alot better after wards.&lt;br /&gt;iilurbbue lahxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;thanks zhimin fr hearing me out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to get some fugly lanterns and walked around,&lt;br /&gt;and mine almost caught fire.&lt;br /&gt;went back home w yiqing, and yes that was my mid autumn festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i left yiyan out alot on my post,&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't remember much of what i did w her.&lt;br /&gt;prolly because most of the time i'm w her,&lt;br /&gt;we talk about personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll try to include more of you the next time yehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday while talking to zhimin,&lt;br /&gt;i realised loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;zhimin really enlightens me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joan's like my happy apple,&lt;br /&gt;she's always there to make my frown upsidedown!&lt;br /&gt;thanks love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;lately i think alot,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been extremely moody lately,&lt;br /&gt;getting a mood swing every few hours.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea whats happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2933823928462008194?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2933823928462008194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2933823928462008194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2933823928462008194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2933823928462008194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/130908.html' title='130908'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2983462804748960380</id><published>2008-09-06T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T06:02:45.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>060808</title><content type='html'>PESS was....&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea what to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no idea what happened in there today morning.&lt;br /&gt;so i shan't elaborate on it.&lt;br /&gt;but all i can say,&lt;br /&gt;i'm uber dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;at my own performance, and at how we performed together as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;my dear netballers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was mad at yall, okayy? ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was just exhuasted after the thing and i was just kindda snappy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i decided to go back cause i needed rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i knew that i was gna start yelling at people if i stayed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not your faults yehh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveyouhotbabesloadsfoever!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2983462804748960380?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2983462804748960380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2983462804748960380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2983462804748960380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2983462804748960380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/060808.html' title='060808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5091838151659210225</id><published>2008-09-03T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:17:32.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>040908</title><content type='html'>its &lt;u&gt;official&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean HATES geography!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, why the hell do we need to know what's the capital of freaking Argentina?!?&lt;br /&gt;like, it's not like i'm gna migrate there, right?&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the days come closer to PESS,&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming more and more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;like, i really wna show the world that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;that i can pass w/o messing out.&lt;br /&gt;that i can intercept a ball.&lt;br /&gt;that i can jump properly.&lt;br /&gt;pesta sukan was an extremely trumatising experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;it was my first ever netball game/carnival,&lt;br /&gt;and i had no idea how to act/what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dint expect that huge amount of stress,&lt;br /&gt;and i certainly dint expect to have the need to be 100% concentrated.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i watch other people play before.&lt;br /&gt;it just seems like they're doing it so seemlessly and it's like taking no effort for them at all!&lt;br /&gt;so, i just really hope that i/we perform well for the PESS.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoohohohohohoh,&lt;br /&gt;and turns out, i really like playing GK ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhimin, don't woory about not being able to play wingD.&lt;br /&gt;you'll get the hang of it sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SCREW holidays homework alr.&lt;br /&gt;i give up on trying to comprehend what they're saying.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gna go and copy other people's work on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean misses joan/yiyan/joey/jiehui truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;nahh that was just RANDOM...&lt;br /&gt;okayy time for my lunch. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5091838151659210225?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5091838151659210225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5091838151659210225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5091838151659210225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5091838151659210225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/040908.html' title='040908'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8405778358438542189</id><published>2008-09-01T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:52:16.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>010908</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOARRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah sorry. i had a sudden urgh to say/type/do that ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;today's training was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;rather&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good ;D&lt;br /&gt;(note the use of &lt;u&gt;RATHER&lt;/u&gt; and not &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yiqing at woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;i was DARNNIT amused when she messaged me&lt;br /&gt;"hey if you dun see me then you alight first? I'll be a &lt;u&gt;lil&lt;/u&gt; late.."&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah .&lt;br /&gt;YIQING!!! define lil! hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;saw her.&lt;br /&gt;i was eating this stoopid piece of ultraduperly spicy dunno what pink thing&lt;br /&gt;and i was practically tearing cause it's just WAYYYYY spicy&lt;br /&gt;we talked about i dunno what (cause i forgot -.-) all the way to clementi.&lt;br /&gt;saw rachel and zhimin while walking and i JUMPED!!!!(yes, JUMPED) on zhimin.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;went to school.&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL was being crazy and singing songs that no one knew.&lt;br /&gt;(rachel grow up!!!) ahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;saw priscilla and walked to school tgt after that.&lt;br /&gt;training blahhblahhblahh.&lt;br /&gt;was qt uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;only thing is that my girlf broke her pinky.&lt;br /&gt;ZHIMIN'S PINKY, YOU'D BETTER GET WELL SOON OR I'LL BREAK THE OTHER PINKY. MUAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;after training, we slacked in school fr effing long while waiting fr RACHEL to get done with some dumbdumbboooommmbeeebeee project.&lt;br /&gt;saw my DEARDEAR jiehui and she showed/told/maked fun of me about &lt;s&gt;something...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't elaborate but i was effing upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch w priscilla, carissa, zhimin, rachel and laysiew.&lt;br /&gt;carissa was wearing this uber cool green top that i bet i can't fit into!&lt;br /&gt;and priscilla was emo'ing (AS USUAL) about her AHEMAHEM.&lt;br /&gt;*winks veryvery annoying*&lt;br /&gt;hahahah we were talking about this really cute basketballer.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S CUTE OKAYY?&lt;br /&gt;C-U-T-E CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;GO EAT DUNG, ZHIMIN&lt;br /&gt;realised that rachel eats uber slowly and that she couldn't live w/o making noise.&lt;br /&gt;(((: hahahahhahah&lt;br /&gt;ohh and that my girlf can't take chilli!&lt;br /&gt;*LOW ONE MANXZXZXZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah went to the bookshop and rachel bought her files.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah she was dammit funny larhxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she has ten thousand files alr!&lt;br /&gt;ohhohohohhhohhh!&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;my girlf get's excited over books.&lt;br /&gt;yes. you've got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BOOKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how extremely BORING is she lahxzxzxz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhahahaha *laughs and points*&lt;br /&gt;she cheated my feeling and refused to go to the library w me.&lt;br /&gt;*sobs uncontrollably*&lt;br /&gt;**#($ toooooots.&lt;br /&gt;homed and i fell asleep on the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;unnnnggllllammmmmm lah!&lt;br /&gt;okayy meehonggua (how to spell it?!?!?) time!&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-1692230773322367785</id><published>2008-08-31T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:44:27.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>310808</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCREW SCREW SCREW SCREW SCREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw whatever is going on around me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel so overwhelmed by emotions,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i just wna scream out loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have NO idea why i'm so moody,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck lahh!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm in such a bad mood that i see the need to say/type that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lastly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw all those self-centered bitches out there who act like they know it all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm hating this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1692230773322367785?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1692230773322367785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>290808</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moody, moody, moody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my wife!&lt;br /&gt;today was the lame mass walk thingy.&lt;br /&gt;yiyan was effing nice and she came up to the front to walk w me.&lt;br /&gt;jean &lt;u&gt;hearts&lt;/u&gt; yiyan!&lt;br /&gt;however, something ultra upsetting happened towards the end of the mass walk.&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate but i'm sure jiehui/yiyan will know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;it really made me really angry/upset and it affected my mood for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;screw lahhzxzxz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary school ;D&lt;br /&gt;ohmytian i miss APS so effing much lahh!&lt;br /&gt;i saw loads of people #(*$@#&lt;br /&gt;was jumping around saying hi to everyone&lt;br /&gt;and charinne finally came.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her so effing much.&lt;br /&gt;saw mdm sng and yelaoshi!&lt;br /&gt;mdm sng turned chio'er somehow!&lt;br /&gt;and yelaoshi GREW HAIR&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched w tien, pok, fiona.&lt;br /&gt;loveloveLOVE fiona so effing much lahh!&lt;br /&gt;oh we went to play bball tgt.&lt;br /&gt;liwei, zhengyu and chyitat came as well.&lt;br /&gt;it shocked me that liwei hasn't changed the slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;((: was kindda moody throughout the bball games,&lt;br /&gt;and kept thinking about what happened earlier.&lt;br /&gt;and i SWEAR my ankle is broken.&lt;br /&gt;it kept hurting.&lt;br /&gt;)): today's moody as well.&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohoh LIWEI THREW THE BALL ONTO MY EYE&lt;br /&gt;screw! it still hurts now.&lt;br /&gt;i think he successfully dented my right eye in!&lt;br /&gt;*points pinky at him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today's a moody day! )): *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;thanks YIYAN wife and DARLING jiehui for listening to me ramble today.&lt;br /&gt;((: it means alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div 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title='290808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4491837994215681643</id><published>2008-08-28T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T04:06:34.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>280808</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm kindda moody today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scrape that.&lt;br /&gt;what i meant was,&lt;br /&gt;i'm VERY moody today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning, i stood on the mrt, watching the raindrops fall on the glass pane of the train.&lt;br /&gt;i sat bus from clementi mrt station to some place, and then walked until the end of the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid lahh. msged weiting to come save me, but i think she dint see the msg.&lt;br /&gt;ended up standing at the coffee shop for an embarrassing 5mins, before i saw rachel coming w meiru.&lt;br /&gt;they were gna share a brolly,&lt;br /&gt;and meiru offered to share the brolly w me.&lt;br /&gt;i declined, but ohmygawt lahh!&lt;br /&gt;i was effing touched lahhxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was a blahh.&lt;br /&gt;was kindda upset during recess/assembly cause of sth...&lt;br /&gt;and swimming was crapful.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just moody today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you,&lt;br /&gt;the 2 different texts below refer to 2 totally different persons.&lt;br /&gt;2 people made me sad today,&lt;br /&gt;thus i'm uberly moody. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; i noticed the change in you. the way you dint seem to realise that i was hurt when you insisted in asking her along. the way you sounded distant. i seriously hurt so bad, that's why i had the stupid happy voice on, to hide the hurt i'm feeling. like for once, i just wna spend some time alone w you, to catch up on life, but you insisted in asking her along. it hurts, it does... i guess this is what people mean by growing up yehh? growing up and drifting apart. so much for bestfriends... &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;heyy i dno what's going on, but don't be sad alr. seeing you're face like that during recess reallyreally worried me. )): whatever the "matters" were, don't let it bother you alr yehh? turn that frown upside down! ((:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4491837994215681643?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4491837994215681643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4491837994215681643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4491837994215681643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4491837994215681643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/280808.html' title='280808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1488172326340439007</id><published>2008-08-27T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:05:53.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>270808</title><content type='html'>i'm doing this cos' my &lt;u&gt;DEAR&lt;/u&gt; joeyquah asked me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joey Quah of class 106 is officially jean lin's valentine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 night stand. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm so effing tired that my eyelids are practically screaming for me to let them shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toots lahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1488172326340439007?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1488172326340439007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1488172326340439007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1488172326340439007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1488172326340439007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/270808.html' title='270808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7797442524695753890</id><published>2008-08-26T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:30:17.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>260808</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now officiallly annouce myself the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stoopidest person on earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to message 107's ngsiying, but i ended up msging 307's ngsiying!&lt;br /&gt;soooo embarrassing lahh!&lt;br /&gt;then i was still being stoopid and i thought she was just joking when she said she dint know who jiehui was!&lt;br /&gt;dammmmmmmnnnnnnn embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;TOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is boring lahhxzxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;so i shan't talk about lessons! :D&lt;br /&gt;recess w joan, chloe, CHICKEN&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(quackquack!)&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and joey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking for my wife but couldn't find her.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to class to look for my dear jiehui!&lt;br /&gt;was chatting w her and calling her stoopid when sth FRIGGING unpleasant happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;stoopid FUGLY skinny BITCH&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i shan't elaborate b'cos it'll just make me madder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()$#*@$)(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found wife w siying and i started yelling about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate as well.&lt;br /&gt;lessons. BLAHH&lt;br /&gt;i love weiting, amelia and jieling lahh!&lt;br /&gt;they're like the nicestest people on earth!&lt;br /&gt;JEAN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEARTS&lt;/span&gt; THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched w wife as she broke up w me to get tgt w stoopid yiqing!&lt;br /&gt;yiqing! you're gna pay for what you did!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahhaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to jiehui's house to bake cookies full of fats!&lt;br /&gt;stoopid joanong/sihui was being soooo noisy and soooo embarrassing lahh!&lt;br /&gt;she was screaming like a mad cow.&lt;br /&gt;joanong!/sihui! says MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;ohhohhohh i angry w chloe!&lt;br /&gt;she PURPOSEFULLY drank paopaocha(OREO CRUSH SOMEMORE!) in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;when she knew i was trying to cut down on those!&lt;br /&gt;we went to the loo and jiehui nicely helped stoopid joanong/sihui put her shoelace into her uniform cos she dint know how to!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;went to jiehui's house for a pathetic half hr before i left w joan!&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOH JOEY ATRRACTS YOUNG MEN!(by young i mean 4yrsold!)&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR that jiehui's brother likes joey, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; joey and jiehui, sorry i keep messing up your names!&lt;br /&gt;they just kindda sound the same! sorry darliinqqs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh this reminds me!&lt;br /&gt;JOANONG/SIHUI! (BRODDERRR!!!))hahaqhahahhahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihui/joanong stoopidly made me wait for a totally UNHOT guy!&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;while on the LRT we were amazed by the colourchanging windows!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to dig out JUICY gossips from joanong/sihui,&lt;br /&gt;but she refused to budge!&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i'll dig it out from you TOMORROW during open-space.&lt;br /&gt;muahhahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEAN LOVES HER WIFE AND HER SECRET AFFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;JEAN LOVES JOEY, JIEHUI, JOAN AND CHLOE.&lt;br /&gt;JEAN kindda LOVES CHICKEN.&lt;br /&gt;JEAN LOVES WEITING, AMELIA AND JIELING&lt;br /&gt;JEAN LOVES &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;youknowwho&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i'm still dammit amused by the "message wrong person" thing!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;fengjun (SCREW YOU, SIHUI!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7797442524695753890?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7797442524695753890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7797442524695753890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7797442524695753890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7797442524695753890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/260808.html' title='260808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3248776934006208886</id><published>2008-08-25T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:17:03.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>250808</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahhahhahahahahahahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm currently happily married to my wife, yiyan and having a secret affair w my steady girlfriend, zhimin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahhhhh. what could a man ask more for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahah((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's was a blahh! (as usual)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats to stephanie on FINALLY coming back from the chickenpox attack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andandand... TITUS IS A SMELLY BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to sleep during thinkingprog (which was LAME) but he kept poking me and taking my wallet/handphone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was highing around w my wife today morning,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumping around screaming for chloe.hahhaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was darn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blahhblahhblahh! chinese was HAHAHHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fulaoshi kept repeating the "chenduhaodetongxua"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf lahh! your chendu so hao me!&lt;br /&gt;*(#$#&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got so pissed off that i threw my letter writing compo into the bin :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elit=i got back my common test paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did okayy, sooo much better then i had expected it to be!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got a WHOOPING 16/25!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha i expected sth like -5/25?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahhahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recess w wife.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were walking around being lame.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((: as usual!&lt;br /&gt;sorry jiehui! i kindda pangsehed you today! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know you're so effing nice and you don't mind, yehh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that was errr...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prolly some lameass subject since i can't rmbr what is it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eng was newsmaking w jesslyn, weiting, amelia and jieling!&lt;br /&gt;i was very snappy cause i was tired and my contacts were effing dry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunched w wife(AGAIN)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahhahaha i ponned going through chem paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU WEITING FR HELPING ME CHECK MY CHEM PAPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i knew i was gna do really badly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thus no point in staying fr lunch to go through it, yehh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways i was right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10/25.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahhahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thinkingprog! BLAHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was covering my face so MSkee couldn't see me dozing off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was really EXHUASTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really. really. REALLYYYY LAHHHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahhahahahha then it was fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;netball training :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;active warmup,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;team drill, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/3rd court (in which i fell and almost cried!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;downline,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shooters shooting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; it was effing fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i reallyreallyREALLY lovvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeee netball! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahhahahahahahahahhahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmr's gna be blahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D; nvm at least i can see my wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stoopidtanji!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm soooo effing gna win you in the game lahh!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahhaha i'm gna make you talk to me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you just watch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahhahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3248776934006208886?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3248776934006208886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3248776934006208886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3248776934006208886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3248776934006208886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/250808.html' title='250808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4183274934195341684</id><published>2008-08-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T05:55:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>240808</title><content type='html'>i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is the second post today.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm really really bored!&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid rain isn't helping. the rain depresses me )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 4hrs, i've been on youtube watching rubbish videos.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i realised a few things =&lt;br /&gt;                    1)miley cyrus &lt;s&gt;hannah montana!&lt;/s&gt; has a really cute voice&lt;br /&gt;                    2)ashley tisdale is actually very nice!&lt;br /&gt;                    3)bored people with too much time on their hands make extremely funny videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ;D&lt;br /&gt;before that i was trying so hard to make yiyan tell me what &lt;s&gt;you-know-who&lt;/s&gt; said!&lt;br /&gt;stupidsmellywoman refuses to tell me and claims that she can only tell me tmr!&lt;br /&gt;(#*#^$&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i think i'll go read my book now ;D&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohhohh &amp;amp; msjoanong!&lt;br /&gt;your book is extremely &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cheem&lt;/span&gt; lahh!&lt;br /&gt;half the time i've got no idea what it's saying! D;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm stoopier then you? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4183274934195341684?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4183274934195341684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4183274934195341684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4183274934195341684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4183274934195341684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/240808_24.html' title='240808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-337151897381813285</id><published>2008-08-23T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:17:10.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>240808</title><content type='html'>hahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;yay me!&lt;br /&gt;my blog is finally back.&lt;br /&gt;i got so mad at reading other people's blog that i decided i need a blog too! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahh to my common tests.&lt;br /&gt;english = 20/30 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(YAY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maths = 21half/40 (enough said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bio = 14/25 (hahahahah. *laughs and points at mdm surin)&lt;br /&gt;chinese = 30/55 (I PASSED!)&lt;br /&gt;history = 17/30 (boohoo! i could have done better)&lt;br /&gt;geography = 19/30 (shocked! i thought i was gna flunk it!)&lt;br /&gt;art = 50++/100 (hahahah. i don't really care. Do i look like an artist to you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that all the results that i got back.&lt;br /&gt;judging from how good i did, i think i'll prolly be going to clementitownsec w joan in NOTIME!&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's NB training tmr. we're going to singapore poly to train!&lt;br /&gt;whoots! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole of my weekend wisely ;D&lt;br /&gt;i went and download TONS of new songs for my MP4!&lt;br /&gt;now i can stop stealing carissa's phone!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm jean loves ice breakers sour candy!&lt;br /&gt;they're so effing sour that my tongue goes numb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends are such a bore. Jean is missing you-know-who alot.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random fact = I THINK TANJI IS TOTALLY HAWT! (like blazing hawt)&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sooooo gna beat you in the ignore tanji game!!!! *laughs and points pinky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy blahh. if i think of some more random things then i'll post again.&lt;br /&gt;see you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-337151897381813285?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/337151897381813285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=337151897381813285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/337151897381813285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/337151897381813285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/240808.html' title='240808'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4175523843346123801</id><published>2008-06-27T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:48:07.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>270608</title><content type='html'>this will be the last post tt i'll put up for a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple. i'll satisfy all you curious minds.&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato is none other than &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tseyu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes many pple have guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;but i denied. i guess i was afraid?&lt;br /&gt;but now im not afraid to say that i do NOT like him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;not now, not ever.&lt;br /&gt;do NOT ask why.&lt;br /&gt;i do NOT want to talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;i do NOT want you ppl mentioning it EVER again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel all grown up and there is much more to life than what's happening to the general eye.&lt;br /&gt;no doubt i'd like to keep a log on what's happening in my hectic secondary school life, but there is too much emotions entwined in it for me to just tell what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still write, but i just do not want too much of me known to the public.&lt;br /&gt;so it's tata to this space for a while.&lt;br /&gt;until i feel less constricted by my own life.&lt;br /&gt;i am loving secondary school life anyways, don't get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;just that the feelings in experiencing are too deep and i don't want them lost in time just bcos i don't want to write it down here.&lt;br /&gt;so... yehh.&lt;br /&gt;for a while. just for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4175523843346123801?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4175523843346123801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4175523843346123801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4175523843346123801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4175523843346123801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/270608.html' title='270608'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3485134451293256874</id><published>2008-06-20T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:38:18.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200608</title><content type='html'>omg i havent been at this darn blog fr so long.&lt;br /&gt;)): it's extinct already. you're not seeing any blogs w posts tt are as far away as 5thjune anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BLAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not here to babble abtt my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;which, FYI, was boring.&lt;br /&gt;you'll don't really expect me to type out what happened during the past few WEEKS,&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, yall DO not want to know((:&lt;br /&gt;i love my sis mann.&lt;br /&gt;seeing her was great though... ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy im here to address a few issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.1 - homework.&lt;br /&gt;XUCHENFENG/SHENTSEYU/HEZIXING&lt;br /&gt;hv yall done the chem project? (which i doubt they hv)&lt;br /&gt;anyways im secretly hoping they haven't,&lt;br /&gt;bcos then i''ll be a free loading b****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.2 - netballers.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i know i've been missing out on sooo much trainings));&lt;br /&gt;i miss every single 1 of u girls.&lt;br /&gt;tanji, wanying, chloe, carissa, zhimin, qiying, laysiew, amanda, rachel and priscilla.&lt;br /&gt;and i THINK yall hv a SRC carnival ehh?&lt;br /&gt;JYS. we NANHUARIANS can do it.&lt;br /&gt;((: i'll be needing LOADS and BUCKETS of help when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;i bet yall will be so buffed tt i won't even recognise you.&lt;br /&gt;and america's fast and junk food is definately NOT helping me in my fitness. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 3 - huitien and pok&lt;br /&gt;heyy u boobs free anytime soon ?&lt;br /&gt;i need to meet up w yall.&lt;br /&gt;im missing yall already.&lt;br /&gt;yall are too busy w ur GODDARN lifes tt i bet yall hv already forgotten my existance ehh?&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3s.&lt;br /&gt;see yall soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy tts about it.&lt;br /&gt;you earthlings will be hearing/seeing more of me soon((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3485134451293256874?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3485134451293256874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3485134451293256874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3485134451293256874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3485134451293256874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/200608.html' title='200608'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8400876454613455958</id><published>2008-06-05T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:27:09.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>060608</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayy im in US now.&lt;br /&gt;and it's effing cold here, even though its summer.&lt;br /&gt;its no fun lahh, we've been driving around the pass few days, trying to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that it was summer and thus naturally, summer=warm weather and so i brought shorts and teeshirts!&lt;br /&gt;and now im like freezing! stoopid weather.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i just found out 2 devastating news since i left singapore.&lt;br /&gt;1 is regarding tien (tien ask me fr more info)&lt;br /&gt;i shall not blog abtt it b'cos it's kindda personal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;next is abtt those friends that i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its so amusing how u girls can say it one second,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the next yall try to cover it up by saying tt yall were joking!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u know what? its just PATHETIC.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it shows how much of a loser yall really are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if u dare to say it, then don't deny saying it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's really terrifying how fast yall change sides.&lt;br /&gt;and just 3 wks ago yall were hating my guts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now when i'm away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yall are talking behind my back... AGAIN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how very matured((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heyy but i've gotta give credit to yall by lying so well ehh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for being such total bootlickers. yes thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8400876454613455958?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8400876454613455958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8400876454613455958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8400876454613455958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8400876454613455958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/060608.html' title='060608'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3540815584854296843</id><published>2008-05-29T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T03:48:44.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>290508</title><content type='html'>gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;i have this sudden urgh to go yell at someone!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dno maybe it's the quarrel i had w my mum in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;ughh or maybe its the way i feel really left out w tien and pok.&lt;br /&gt;its just so recent !!&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel really out of place w them!!&lt;br /&gt;ughhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to those bitches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;im still mad at yall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;IM STILL MAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3540815584854296843?l=complicati0n.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-8163738108239950265.post-254369635728213398</id><published>2008-05-28T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T06:55:00.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>280508</title><content type='html'>its been a really long time since i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry readers(if there are any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really horrid.&lt;br /&gt;downright HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up really cold and tired,&lt;br /&gt;i then realised i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;great,&lt;br /&gt;of all days, i HAD to be sick on a day tt had netball training.&lt;br /&gt;great. just GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to do some work but couldn't cause my head was POUNDING&lt;br /&gt;i crawled back to bed to try and get some sleep but couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;my mum was ultra nice, she tried to make me eat some food but i couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left fr NB.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet tanji fr bbt.&lt;br /&gt;we SUPPOSINGLY met at 2:30.&lt;br /&gt;and i arrived at clementi at 2:15. i was so proud of myself for being early.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO&lt;br /&gt;she had to rain on my parade.&lt;br /&gt;she was even EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;she saw chloe at first so we went for bbt tgt.&lt;br /&gt;then i got zhen1zhu1nai3cha1.&lt;br /&gt;and a HARD waffle.&lt;br /&gt;yes HARD. like HARDHARD&lt;br /&gt;yuck....&lt;br /&gt;we threw away our cement waffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nb.&lt;br /&gt;we had block run.&lt;br /&gt;exhuasting, but fun. i was so proud tt i finished the darn run lahh&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like fainting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some drills, blahhblahhblahh.&lt;br /&gt;tiring and fun.&lt;br /&gt;((: i love netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is dedicated to u bitches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't give a darn what u fucking think abtt me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so whatt if yall are well-liked?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't give you a fucking right to gossip abtt pple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't give you a fucking right to JUDGE ppl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes i'm a bitch, im act, SO WHATT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i look like i care about what yall think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause if yall think i care, im sorry, i DONT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just fucking hate the fact yall disrespect toot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes i've done tt too. i've gossiped. i've bitched abtt toot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toot, im SORRY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now to those bitches, sorry mann&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've held this in for a darn effing long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please lahh show some fucking respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RESPECT OTHER PPL IF YOU WANT THEM TO RESPECT YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please. stop thinking tt you're all that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you're NOTHING BUT A BUNCH OF LOWDOWN BITCHES &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who act all nice infront of me but infact, yall are bad mouthing me BEHIND MY BACK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yall don't like me, its okayy. tell me .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll accept it and try to change if it's right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what yall are doing now, is just really really fucked up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really hate u sluts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. that was to let off some steam.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;i just hate the way the world judges people...&lt;br /&gt;it sucks. really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-254369635728213398?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/254369635728213398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=254369635728213398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/254369635728213398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/254369635728213398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/280508.html' title='280508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5097895636380751280</id><published>2008-05-21T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:24:51.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>220508</title><content type='html'>((: i  haven't been blogging for so long((:&lt;br /&gt;okayy i shan't neglect my poor blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was NETBALL((:&lt;br /&gt;last day for msHe here...&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea tt she was leaving so soon)):&lt;br /&gt;so i really tried my bestestBEST to play properly...&lt;br /&gt;but i played like CRAP&lt;br /&gt;we did some drills w seniors.&lt;br /&gt;was so fun lahh.&lt;br /&gt;our senior's senior grouped w me.&lt;br /&gt;and tanji((:&lt;br /&gt;she was sooo nice and like kept encouraging me and telling me what is the correct way to do things.&lt;br /&gt;but i was like totally MESSING up.&lt;br /&gt;the anywhere ball thing was done HORRIBLY...&lt;br /&gt;i reacted sooo slowly and was like so tired.&lt;br /&gt;okayy then skipskipskip.&lt;br /&gt;then played match.&lt;br /&gt;sec1s VS sec2/3.&lt;br /&gt;first 2 quarters i played GD.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't follow the GA and dint dare to jump for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;UGHH&lt;br /&gt;then last quarter i played GK.&lt;br /&gt;1 word=DISASTER&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't doing ANYTHING right.&lt;br /&gt;i was running around the semi circle like a LOST CHICKEN IN AN AIRPORT&lt;br /&gt;ughhhh i almost tripped their GS.&lt;br /&gt;and like. ughh. forget it. i am seriously not cut out to be a GK.&lt;br /&gt;chloe's so good at it and she's not afraid and she's like so flexible.&lt;br /&gt;while im like doing nth and just keep letting go of the ball.&lt;br /&gt;ughh ... terrible.&lt;br /&gt;im so dissapointed in myself...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays the last day of schh for this term.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly,&lt;br /&gt;im qt happy that it is.&lt;br /&gt;((: i seriously need more sleep)):&lt;br /&gt;and i wna just take a break((:&lt;br /&gt;yay netball trainings on holidays 3x a week.&lt;br /&gt;monday, wednesday and friday&lt;br /&gt;3-6&lt;br /&gt;omg im gg overseas and im gna miss out soooo effing much in NB lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i won't attend 8 trainings.&lt;br /&gt;and im already bad enuff.&lt;br /&gt;then if i continue liddat then i'd just turn HORRID...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh i've gt nth more to say/.&lt;br /&gt;im just so dissapointed in myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div 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title='220508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2058856017651290248</id><published>2008-05-15T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:23:58.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>160508</title><content type='html'>In home econs now.&lt;br /&gt;((: bored.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha i realised sth mann.&lt;br /&gt;i get turned on by the rubik's cube.&lt;br /&gt;like when i play it i'll feel like really relaxed and calmed.&lt;br /&gt;((: yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i hate hanging out w zixing.&lt;br /&gt;not because i don't like her, i do((:&lt;br /&gt;but it's tt mrpotato is always around.&lt;br /&gt;i think mrpotato likes zixing.&lt;br /&gt;like he always talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like him anymore,&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel a prick of jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;it's not my fault,&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;BITCH&lt;br /&gt;go away lahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;stop following me around everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i EFFING hate u.&lt;br /&gt;BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2058856017651290248?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2058856017651290248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2058856017651290248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so lost and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really hv terrible trouble coping and it seems like no one cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;of all the three ppl i told, no one understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;intially, sis was there to go through this w me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it made it much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but now, i realise tt im alone and i've got no one to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm giving up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to let go soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just want this pain to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to throw away the mask tt i've been wearing and show how difficult it is being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;being in school sucks cause i hv to wear tt silly mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;being at home sucks even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so cornered and i feel like it's me gg against the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so now, i dno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dno what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tseyu, rymond, fione, thanks for listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess it's time for me to stop bothering u ppl and face reality on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i just dno how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really don't want to do this on my own but really, no one else is there to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you may say tt you understand, but trust me, you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so i guess what i'm trying to say is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's over. Im gna stop hiding from reality and just face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm gna do it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;b'cos i'm the only 1 who can stop this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;many thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tseyu, fione&lt;/span&gt; and rymond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-9122884162283229434?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9122884162283229434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=9122884162283229434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/9122884162283229434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/9122884162283229434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/090508_09.html' title='090508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-6713511121329399506</id><published>2008-05-09T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T06:03:43.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>090508</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's offical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JEAN HATES BLOGS WITH SONGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;like what's w stoopid blogs w songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, im listening to songs on youtube and the stoopid songs on the blog interrupts my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was blahh.&lt;br /&gt;we had english first.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired lahh&lt;br /&gt;almost fell asleep but thank god justin is there to entertain me to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;then chi was a complete mess.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to write some compo on rain.&lt;br /&gt;it was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;every 2 words, i'd hv to turn around and ask titus how to write easy words like "zai".&lt;br /&gt;it was so bad lahh. and my ending was terrible cause i was rushing to go for recess.&lt;br /&gt;((: see, lenise i told u i was first in class for chi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was blahh. i was playing w my dear rubik's cude and was paying absolutely NO attention to poor mrs wong)): sorry MRS WONG.&lt;br /&gt;then home econs we had to start working on some MAJOR project. bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was fun thought.&lt;br /&gt;me, lionel, tseyu, lenise and weiting played street netball.&lt;br /&gt;we VSed 210.&lt;br /&gt;they were good mann.&lt;br /&gt;except 1 dude who kept scolding vuglar language.&lt;br /&gt;and i played against JOON. she's good((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elit = blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;history = the first time i did my hw. im soo effing proud of myself lahh!&lt;br /&gt;geog = terrible.&lt;br /&gt;really HORRENDOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea what the lame ring of fire was.&lt;br /&gt;and what's the use to know where those mountains are?&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote the smartestest things tt made absolutely NO sense.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha im totally gna FLUNK it lahh.&lt;br /&gt;geog is BLAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wna join me and create an anti-geog club? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wna take up maths and geog for sec3 and sec4.&lt;br /&gt;can i only do 2 subjects? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schh my dear mummy came and fetched me back home((:&lt;br /&gt;thanks mummy! i love u((:&lt;br /&gt;bballed w tien and pok and fiona&lt;br /&gt;tien stop being an ahlian pls...&lt;br /&gt;and it really hurt to see tien and her dear BF so close mann.&lt;br /&gt;made me think of mrpotato, and whats gg wrong now.&lt;br /&gt;so effing confused and pissed.&lt;br /&gt;MRPOTATO, i TRUSTED u. i trusted u soo much.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;i really miss those babes mann!! it's been so long and we've finally hung out .&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i was so distant today.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts yehh? i still not over him yet. its not your fault, tien.&lt;br /&gt;it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;so, just sorry okayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato, i trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;i really did.&lt;br /&gt;and what's happening now...&lt;br /&gt;all those things tt i told u,&lt;br /&gt;but you don't seem as if u care.&lt;br /&gt;yes i think you don't.&lt;br /&gt;so do u want me to stop bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;cause if you do then i really will.&lt;br /&gt;u can FORGET all the things tt i've told you and live ur life w ur effing GIRLFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;so please.&lt;br /&gt;answer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-6713511121329399506?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6713511121329399506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=6713511121329399506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6713511121329399506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6713511121329399506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/090508.html' title='090508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7810233881436289975</id><published>2008-05-07T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:39:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>08508</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gna blow soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;in ict nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ughh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday's netball was murderous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;murderous = FUNNN((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we did some drills till i almost DIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but it was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i felt so skinny after the run. ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then we played for 2 quarters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was GD for the 1st quarter and GA for the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was terrible at being GA, i realised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cnt shoot properly and i react really badly)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhaa and i think im not cut out for GA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i realised being GA looked glam, but takes loads of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and being GD is FUNFUNFUNFUNFUN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes siying was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to ALMOST intercept a ball was sooo SHIOK lahhhhh((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and ms he says to DRRIIIVVVEEE for the ball. muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okayy i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday also did this running drill thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my lungs felt like they were gg to burst out ANY minute lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really wanted to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but my team cheered me and and i managed to finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wouldn't hv been able to hv done tt w/o their help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you TEAM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and GD is dammit fun lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;muahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so is all the other positions in netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in simple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NETBALL RULES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so high now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and fione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy b'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as ur b'day present,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'll stop calling u a bitch/slut for 2 whole days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wow LUCKY u((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p.s get outta my mind, bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7810233881436289975?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7810233881436289975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7810233881436289975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7810233881436289975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7810233881436289975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/08508.html' title='08508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5224197502717760696</id><published>2008-05-04T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T00:47:31.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>040508</title><content type='html'>ughh.&lt;br /&gt;i missedd NSL yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cause i had to send my DEAR sister off.&lt;br /&gt;she's leaving for america, you see.&lt;br /&gt;4months, stoopid internship.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already missing her, and she hasn't even reached america yet.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dno.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks lahh.&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've been so caught up w netball tt i totally ignore my studies.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;i've never even passed 1 english test after coming into nhhs.&lt;br /&gt;i dint think the standard for english here is so high.&lt;br /&gt;i was effing WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;and my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;wtf lahh. don't talk abtt it le.&lt;br /&gt;last time in pri schh i barely passed,&lt;br /&gt;now im getting first in class!(if you decide to count from the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz i feel like joining netball was a BADBADBAD idea.&lt;br /&gt;not that i don't love netball,&lt;br /&gt;it's just tt i love it too much.&lt;br /&gt;i was never the studious kind,&lt;br /&gt;and now w netball,&lt;br /&gt;studying is just for times i feel like acting guai.&lt;br /&gt;i'm reallyreallyreally worried.&lt;br /&gt;and i dno, i feel tt netball is taking up too much of my life.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. dno lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was rubbish (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;bball, bball and MORE bball.&lt;br /&gt;that's hw exciting my weekend was.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5224197502717760696?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5224197502717760696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5224197502717760696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5224197502717760696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5224197502717760696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/040508.html' title='040508'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-861229466923518380</id><published>2008-04-30T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T05:32:59.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>300408</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ughh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're a slut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you really are one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever happened to "okayy! i'm alr trying to stay away from him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so much for TRUST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so much for BELIEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so much for friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you see? this is why we can never be good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're too flirty and i get jealous too easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but this time, u were too flirty, and i was SURE of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like hello?&lt;br /&gt;does stay away = sitting next to each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;does stay away = whispering into each other's ears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;does stay away = sharing the same seat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;does stay away = giggling and saying "badbad"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if it does, then i'd rather u be as close to him as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;screw you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and please. you already have a BOYFRIEND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least show some RESPECT to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like don't sit w a boy if u respect your boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mann. i'd really hate to be your boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i PITY him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so please lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stop telling me all those effing SHIT tt i BELIEVED and just go to hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like "yes i treasure you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like "i'm sososo sorry . i'll never do it again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"i alr trying hard to stay away from him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you don't look like you're trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;netball today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i loveeeee netball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. i really seriously dno what i'll do w/o it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and im really please w myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like i ate alot of junk before training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yes i had a stitch during the warmup rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i persevered and yes, i finish the run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeshh!! im becoming more and more like JOY&lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahha yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 day . u ppl just WAIT. 1 day i'll be PROOO&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hhahahhahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i did pair passes w shaeron today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg her passes were like. "WHAMP"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the funestest thing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's between me and her cause it's just soooo embarassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;winkwink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we played street .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahha i was in same grp as meisi and JOY&lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woootssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wass sooooo happpppyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hhahahahahha/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love netball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love netball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i LOVE netball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-861229466923518380?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/861229466923518380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=861229466923518380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/861229466923518380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/861229466923518380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/300408.html' title='300408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4459565875963483734</id><published>2008-04-29T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:40:29.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>290408</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jean is exhuasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jean needs a break from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;okayy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;brief post about this few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was church.&lt;br /&gt;we had some WORKshop thing at church.&lt;br /&gt;WORKshop = we do all the work(as claimed by father terence)&lt;br /&gt;it was about the confession thingy.&lt;br /&gt;was sooo effing cold lahh.-.-&lt;br /&gt;so cold and so dry(cause of the air con)&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were so dry and it was so blur tt i thought my contacts dropped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;err sunday was SENTOSA w fiona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was SUPPOSED to go w HUITIEN,&lt;br /&gt;but she couldn't make it. i was EFFING dissapointed lahh.&lt;br /&gt;okayy nvm.&lt;br /&gt;sentosa was great.&lt;br /&gt;i did bungee, laser tag and kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;it felt sooo good to be under the sun again!&lt;br /&gt;(okayy maybe a little too much sun)&lt;br /&gt;now i'm so tan tt if i walk outta the house at night, NO ONE can see me-.-&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to buy a pair of shades but my mum said i looked like a mosquito w it(cause it was HUGE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was NETBALL/2,4km napfa&lt;br /&gt;i did GREAT for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;11mins(ZHUN1ZHUN1)&lt;br /&gt;i was 3rd in class.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, tseyu got 1st. (YES SURPRISINGLY)&lt;br /&gt;he won ziwei by 2secs.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;ziwei JIAYOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh i regret wearing my contacts today lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i kept taking them out/in-.-&lt;br /&gt;and thanks zixing for being nice((:&lt;br /&gt;netball we FINALLY did courtwork.&lt;br /&gt;i think mshe/coachfanglin wants me to play GD&lt;br /&gt;)): i wna play GA.&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhh. i was sooo dissapointed lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i reallyreallyreallyREALLY wanted to play GA.&lt;br /&gt;nvm i think mshe/coachfanglin has their reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was street netball w 1o5.&lt;br /&gt;it was crap lahh.&lt;br /&gt;we kept slacking.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;then netball seniors wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;it got really confusing and i think i offended esther/shaeron/weiyuan/siying&lt;br /&gt;whoopies.&lt;br /&gt;and poor chloe fell today.&lt;br /&gt;*splat*&lt;br /&gt;it felt really pain. as i could feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon okayy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright tts it.&lt;br /&gt;BLAHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4459565875963483734?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4459565875963483734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4459565875963483734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4459565875963483734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4459565875963483734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/290408.html' title='290408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-9029729404940640617</id><published>2008-04-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:04:38.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>240408</title><content type='html'>thanks to&lt;br /&gt;-huitien&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-ashlie&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-fione&lt;br /&gt;-shuping&lt;br /&gt;-rymond&lt;br /&gt;-hannah&lt;br /&gt;-jesslyn&lt;br /&gt;-lenise&lt;br /&gt;-weiting&lt;br /&gt;-siyingsnr&lt;br /&gt;-weiyuansnr&lt;br /&gt;-my SISTER&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;for wishing me happy b'day/giving me presents&lt;br /&gt;((; you guys made my 13th b'day a MEMORABLE 1. &lt;3 forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean is offically a teenager.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm offically ROTTEN.&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing netball EVERYDAY, that now my legs are so nua3 tt i cnt even stand up properly.&lt;br /&gt;nb trng on monday, streetnb till 6 on tuesday, nb trng on wed, and streetnb till 5 on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;jean is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NETBALL CRAZY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;muahaha. i love netball so much tt i won't mind getting married w it!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lesson was a BORE. (as pernormal)&lt;br /&gt;there was blahh, blahh and BLAHH&lt;br /&gt;i had alot of fun during geog though.&lt;br /&gt;ever played the game of "staying awake while you're dosing off"??&lt;br /&gt;well you should try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rules for the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-requires a STRICT teacher in class who snaps at ppl who lays they're head on the table.&lt;br /&gt;-a exhuasted player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how to play the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-try you're best not to fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really the funest game ever!!! however, i lost in the game. i fell asleep after 1o mins!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during cep, we had to do some self reflection thing.&lt;br /&gt;msAHEM was being a total #$(#@ again. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;well what do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;u put a *#(@&amp;amp;@ and a teacher in a room, and what do u get?&lt;br /&gt;a stoopid BOOTLICKER((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveee school.&lt;br /&gt;b'cos of the EXCITING lessons and the ENRICHING talks(NOT)&lt;br /&gt;i loveee school b'cos i get to play NETBALL ((:&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for netball, i don't think i'll even bother to WANT to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;3 NETBALL&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. so high now.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-9029729404940640617?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9029729404940640617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>220408</title><content type='html'>muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jean is an evil girl.&lt;br /&gt;she made her mum drive her to schh today!&lt;br /&gt;if you ever see this, THANKS MUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;(but you'd better not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well arrived in schh effing early today .&lt;br /&gt;early = 7a.m.&lt;br /&gt;went to the take the key place cause i dint think chenfeng would be so early.&lt;br /&gt;only to realise tt he FORGOT to return the key yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then went to class and screamed at chenfeng.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. zixing was alr there!&lt;br /&gt;we then proceeded to the canteen cause zixing was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;we were at the tibits stall when guess what. i saw mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;he was w his new girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;my happy day just got rained over.&lt;br /&gt;i tried not to look and i hurried away, hoping tt he dint c me.&lt;br /&gt;i dno if he did.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahhblahhblahhblahhblahh.&lt;br /&gt;dno what dno what dno what.&lt;br /&gt;thn recess&lt;br /&gt;then blahhblahhblahhblahhblahh.&lt;br /&gt;thn lunch. played street netball during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;had soooo much fun.&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just realise tt THE senior tt i dint know her name was call meisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blahhblahhblahhblahhblahh.&lt;br /&gt;after schh.&lt;br /&gt;intially, was planned to practise netball today.(w 1o5)&lt;br /&gt;but our manofthegame(NOT) tseyu couldnt make it b'cos of SOME reason.&lt;br /&gt;then stoopid lionel refused to play properly.&lt;br /&gt;thn i was sooo effing pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;like HEELLOOO.&lt;br /&gt;you hv to at least try it out.&lt;br /&gt;don't give me some CRAP reason tt u cnt play.&lt;br /&gt;cause u know very well tt u hv ur malay lesson at 4.&lt;br /&gt;so u hv PLENTY of time.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;yehhs i very pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just stormed off and went to play street netball .&lt;br /&gt;(sorry zixing and lenise for pangsehing yall!!!)&lt;br /&gt;i love my seniors. *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;again i say, THEY'RE SO EFFING PRO.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;i wna learn hw to shoot like meisi,(BAIFABAIZHONG)&lt;br /&gt;i wna learn hw to defend like esther&lt;br /&gt;i wna learn hw to pass like shaeron&lt;br /&gt;i wna learn hw to PLAY like siying&lt;br /&gt;i wna learn hw to move quickly like JOYlim&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;in simple.&lt;br /&gt;I WNA BE PRO.&lt;br /&gt;sorry esther senior,&lt;br /&gt;my passes during the streetnetball games today were terrible.&lt;br /&gt;)): sorry. you seemed so mad when i anyhow threwed.&lt;br /&gt;i was just still pissed. ));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato, i cnt forget you...&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8647965860945703924?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8647965860945703924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8647965860945703924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8647965860945703924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8647965860945703924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/220408.html' title='220408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4587962898598973944</id><published>2008-04-19T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T06:47:48.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>190408</title><content type='html'>today was a total &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nothing exciting happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I SLACKED THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo bored tt i was practically melting.&lt;br /&gt;and i dno why.&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like playing netball now. :X&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the most exciting thing tt happened today, was gg to church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really dint know what was gg on in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint understand a SINGLE thing mr chee was saying.&lt;br /&gt;but yes.&lt;br /&gt;maralene got me a REALLYREALLYREALLY cute teddy bear for my b'day.&lt;br /&gt;other then that, nothing else really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking abt &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tseyu &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what exactly happened.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really a mess. it wasn't really clear.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing tt happened yesterday tt i was extremely clear of,&lt;br /&gt;was tt &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tseyu &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took my heart from me, and threw it on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;now it's broken,&lt;br /&gt;and im stranded here, picking up the shattered pieces and trying to put them back tgt agnn.&lt;br /&gt;yehh and joel was being a total jerk (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;i really dno what's the matter w that boy. ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i really wna work hard.&lt;br /&gt;i wna be like siying/joylim/joy dno what(the other joy lahh-.-)/esther/shaeron...&lt;br /&gt;i wna be PROOOO.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i PROMISE my self.&lt;br /&gt;from today on,&lt;br /&gt;i shall NOT complain abtt training.&lt;br /&gt;i will jog the whole 10rounds w/o whining.&lt;br /&gt;i will NOT think about ponning&lt;br /&gt;i will strive to become pro((: muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i'm gna work hard on netball, and by doing tt i'll eventually forget &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tseyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. killing 2 birds w 1 stone.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;YAY. okayy iim sooo motivated now&lt;br /&gt;I WNA BE PRO&lt;br /&gt;hahaahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4587962898598973944?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4587962898598973944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4587962898598973944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4587962898598973944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4587962898598973944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/190408_19.html' title='190408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8035622634771298819</id><published>2008-04-18T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:05:22.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>190408</title><content type='html'>was analysing the mrpotato thing last night w fione,&lt;br /&gt;and i realised tt i wasn't aware of a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts. im hurt.&lt;br /&gt;no one said forgetting you was gna be easy, i just dint think it is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;all those times tt i wasn't listening in class,&lt;br /&gt;but instead stealing glances at your direction and doodling your name on my textbooks,&lt;br /&gt;well i hope it'll end soon.&lt;br /&gt;illusions... i was thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;it was love on my part but never on yours.&lt;br /&gt;yehh whatever. its over now.&lt;br /&gt;no more jean&lt;3mrpotato yehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is addictive mann.&lt;br /&gt;im like blogging everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's b'cos i've got things to blog abtt.  ((:&lt;br /&gt;:X blogging ain't helping me in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8035622634771298819?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8035622634771298819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8035622634771298819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8035622634771298819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8035622634771298819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/190408.html' title='190408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3790819773507542006</id><published>2008-04-18T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:33:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>180408</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's no longer jean&lt;3mrpotato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened today left a HUGE scar.&lt;br /&gt;but yes no one is to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;it's great tt u finally found someone from the same league.&lt;br /&gt;well i'm really happy for you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for caring.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;but im no match for her.&lt;br /&gt;she's soo chio.&lt;br /&gt;she's soo hawt.&lt;br /&gt;yehh while i'm just .... jean.&lt;br /&gt;grats&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt to accept what i have, and be contented with it.&lt;br /&gt;im really grateful tt you're a friend,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want it to change.&lt;br /&gt;thanks. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm saying this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ShenTseyu, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;tears roll down my cheeks while i type this.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. i love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3790819773507542006?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3790819773507542006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3790819773507542006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3790819773507542006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3790819773507542006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/180408.html' title='180408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7926451538890653664</id><published>2008-04-16T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T04:58:06.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>160408</title><content type='html'>alright.&lt;br /&gt;this post is gna be darn emo.&lt;br /&gt;pls do not read it if ur high right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly.&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;new friends are silver but old friends are gold.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could mean that.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i could. but i cnt.&lt;br /&gt;we're drifting apart.&lt;br /&gt;not that i mind. like what can i do about it? its neither of our fault.&lt;br /&gt;it's just the way life is. we grow up, go to different schools, meet different people,&lt;br /&gt;and WHOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;we forget our old friends.&lt;br /&gt;whoopie. how great is tt? but don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget u. all those time we've spent tgt , i will NEVER forget.&lt;br /&gt;they'll always be kept in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;yehh i admit. im jealous. jealous of your new friends.&lt;br /&gt;like you're forgetting sooo quickly while im still holding on so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;yes i AM jealous, what can u do? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. just do know tt i'll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;that you'll FORVER be welcomed in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;to limhuitien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;stop playing with my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW i do not stand a chance. I KNOW it deep down inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i've already given up.&lt;br /&gt;but after i've slowly forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;u start talking to me. you start being nice.&lt;br /&gt;WHY... what do u want?&lt;br /&gt;i dno. im lost. please do tell me what you want.&lt;br /&gt;like yes i know you've got a girl in mind tt you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;but here you are NOW, being nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE it when u do tt. now what? what do i do? wait fr u? i dno.&lt;br /&gt;bastard. i effing hate what i'm feeling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really pissed off with life now.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is happening?&lt;br /&gt;i dno mann. why the hell ?&lt;br /&gt;ugh its so darn unfair.&lt;br /&gt;i hatehatehate whats happening now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i cn wake up from this. i hope all this is just a darn bad nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;i hope tt all these never happened.&lt;br /&gt;now it did, i've got a totally different perpective of u.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE u.&lt;br /&gt;i really do. u do not deserve all tt you're getting.&lt;br /&gt;im telling you sth, you'll never get away w it. never.&lt;br /&gt;one day you'll hv to pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;you just wait.&lt;br /&gt;i hate u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is contridicting, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;a HUGE thank you to FIONE, RYMOND and TSEYU .&lt;br /&gt;especially rymond. thanks for being the first listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i still love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7926451538890653664?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7926451538890653664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7926451538890653664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7926451538890653664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7926451538890653664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/160408.html' title='160408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3791015556270621557</id><published>2008-04-15T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:54:44.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>150408</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i totally blew it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okayy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's already tuesday. YES already tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm counting the days down till it's saturday agnn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo deprived of sleep and my muscles are aching(as usual)&lt;br /&gt;i'm really darn tired and as USUAL, i seriously considered the alternative of nt gg sch today.&lt;br /&gt;but then i rmbr tt i hv a lit test today.&lt;br /&gt;yay. way to rain on my day, lit test.&lt;br /&gt;turns out then lit test dint even hv any dumb percentage in ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't hv gone to sch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh i did so many things wrong today.&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday date w fione is gna be ruined. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;and mr potato thinks im a b!tch. great.&lt;br /&gt;i guess tuesdays are just not my days(maybe mondays, wednesdays, thrusdays and fridays too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm stayed back w yiqing and tanji to play street netball today.&lt;br /&gt;i dint know why but i had a sudden urgh to just throw the ball really really hard.&lt;br /&gt;i was in a bad mood i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to my DEAR yiqing and tanji&lt;br /&gt;yiqing = sorry for hitting ur head w the darn ball! not my fault! the ball dint like u. but yehh sorry...&lt;br /&gt;tanji = sorry for hitting ur BACK w the darn ball! also not my fault! but sorry...&lt;br /&gt;and i had sooo much fun w siying, esther, shaeron(is tt hw u spell it?!?) june(again i dno how to spell)and another senior tt i dint know of ur name(SORRY)&lt;br /&gt;yehh my netball seniors rule((: they're soo pro lahh.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i look at them and go "wow. am i gg to be like tt 1 day?"&lt;br /&gt;well i really doubt so. they're soo good tt it seems IMPOSSIBLE to be so good.&lt;br /&gt;it's really kindda stressed to hv seniors tt are soo good and im like.&lt;br /&gt;ahem. i cnt even catch the ball properly.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess tt i just hv to live up to their standards.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;JEAN WILL WORK HARD AND SHE'LL BE PRO TOO&lt;br /&gt;muahha.1 day i'll be able to do a proper overhead pass.&lt;br /&gt;1 day((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean still &lt;3 mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;he's too difficult to forget.&lt;br /&gt;but sth i realised today really shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;i dint think u were tt low. i guess i was WRONG&lt;br /&gt;i was effing wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3791015556270621557?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3791015556270621557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3791015556270621557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3791015556270621557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3791015556270621557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/150408.html' title='150408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-801251209282776112</id><published>2008-04-12T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:57:51.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>130408</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happppyyy biirrrtthhhdaaaayyyy toooo youuuu&lt;br /&gt;yehh you're finally 20.&lt;br /&gt;NO longer a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;so STOP acting like 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 u loads((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nothing much to post about.&lt;br /&gt;my EXCITING weekend consisted of sleeping, sleeping, and more sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yehh nth much.&lt;br /&gt;but i was like gg throught ppl's blogs when i realised mine was PATHETIC&lt;br /&gt;ppl's blogs were like full of pictures and colours and mine's just PICTURELESS&lt;br /&gt;haha. okayy i'm feeling so high now and i dno why((:&lt;br /&gt;okayy will go camwhore soon and post some pictures((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm i've got some blahblahboom tests next week tt i'm too lazy to mug for.&lt;br /&gt;((: i'm hoping tt it'll snow for the whole of next week and school will be cancelled which means.NO MORE TEST&lt;br /&gt;whooopiieee(like tt's gna ever happen)&lt;br /&gt;yes i think i've got some phyics test on monday, lit test on tues, and geog test on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;yay. (sense the sacrasiam)&lt;br /&gt;tts a lot of tests.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to hv history test too&lt;br /&gt;but like the time couldnt be fixed so poorrr mskee changed it to nxtnxt monday&lt;br /&gt;omg. im sooo high cause its gna be HOMEECONS test on nxt friday too!&lt;br /&gt;i hope msyeo doesn't die of food posioning after eating my chao fan plus chesse&lt;br /&gt;((: muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS MEET ON FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;can't wait. why?? because NO SCHOOL FOR HALF DAY YAYYY&lt;br /&gt;i hope we get our class tee soon.&lt;br /&gt;i wna see how the singapore flag will turn out.(YES. its red and WHITE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;i dno why.&lt;br /&gt;1o5 stinks&lt;br /&gt;we're not united.&lt;br /&gt;like just LOOK at 1o1 lahh.&lt;br /&gt;they're so united and tgt.&lt;br /&gt;while we're like. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;just giving up on the dumb pokelasai class.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm IM SO *(#$&amp;amp;@# HIGH AND I DNO WHY&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-801251209282776112?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/801251209282776112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=801251209282776112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/801251209282776112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/801251209282776112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/130408.html' title='130408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-374962333729308137</id><published>2008-04-11T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T05:21:58.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>110408</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Damn the effing rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ($#$#$U and )(#$# ...&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DRENCHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;ugh... stupid rain.&lt;br /&gt;stupid weather.&lt;br /&gt;stupid tseyu.&lt;br /&gt;ugh he was like turning the darn umbrella to himself and leaving me standing in the darn rain.&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached schh, i was so wet tt i could take off my socks,&lt;br /&gt;squeeze it,&lt;br /&gt;and water comes dripping out.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid or stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;my hair was wet.&lt;br /&gt;my blouse was wet.&lt;br /&gt;my skirt was wet.&lt;br /&gt;my shoe was DRIPPING wet.&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;then i did the most &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unglam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; thing tt anyone come do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went bare footed to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;i effing hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-374962333729308137?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/374962333729308137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=374962333729308137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/374962333729308137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/374962333729308137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/110408.html' title='110408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-405424847844634803</id><published>2008-04-09T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:47:48.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100408</title><content type='html'>in ict lesson now.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes i cant stand our class.&lt;br /&gt;i really cntt.&lt;br /&gt;as in like can u darn ppl just co operated??&lt;br /&gt;instead of making life difficult of me and chenfeng,.&lt;br /&gt;its no like we're requesting for yall to do alot.&lt;br /&gt;just to LINE up properly and get up 1 lvl.&lt;br /&gt;even tt yall hv to taker 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;don't you think yall are a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;as in like hello.&lt;br /&gt;yall make so much noise then if we get scolded then me and chenfeng will be the 1 being scolded.&lt;br /&gt;not yall.&lt;br /&gt;some times i just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;i really cnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;pls do understand. its not easy being me.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to change, trying not to scream at yall.&lt;br /&gt;but i cnt stand yall some times.&lt;br /&gt;im really falling apart soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i've got netball ltr and im aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;oh yehh tanji.&lt;br /&gt;yiqing knows who are the 2 ppl tt MIGHT be mrpotato((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is darn random.&lt;br /&gt;but im missing 6courage agnn.&lt;br /&gt;i miss tien and ash and glads and fion and charinne.&lt;br /&gt;i miss mdmsng.&lt;br /&gt;i miss admps.&lt;br /&gt;i miss mrwong&lt;br /&gt;i miss the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the bigslide.&lt;br /&gt;i miss esther:x&lt;br /&gt;i miss jinhui&lt;br /&gt;)): i miss mengern.(RANDOM)&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;miss them so frigging much.&lt;br /&gt;hving a darn hard time making friends here.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i've kept too much to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato:X&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so hard.&lt;br /&gt;but i realised tt i cnt forget you.&lt;br /&gt;get outta my mind u (*#$&amp;amp;@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;jinhui: heyy cute boy! miss me?&lt;br /&gt;yiqing: :X have fun guessing!!&lt;br /&gt;tien: OMG i miss u.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIEN I LOVE U AND MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lets get married tmr, okayy? ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miss u so much. MUACKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-405424847844634803?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/405424847844634803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=405424847844634803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/405424847844634803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/405424847844634803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/100408.html' title='100408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1890995149437376559</id><published>2008-04-09T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:08:14.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>090408</title><content type='html'>jean is extremely stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;i dno why.&lt;br /&gt;she's having an extremely hard time to school.&lt;br /&gt;it's difficult to deny tt the memory of mrpotato is still vivid in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;she admits tt she can't forget mrpotato...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping to myself,&lt;br /&gt;i realise alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;like its nt really fione's fault tt she talks to mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt control her. she's not my servant.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt possible make her completely not talk to mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;yehh i'm opening up, letting go.&lt;br /&gt;its not all her fault.im too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've always been like tt...&lt;br /&gt;too sensitive. hurt too easily. its a fault in me. and huge fault.&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt things tt no one could teach me,&lt;br /&gt;i've heard things tt i thought i'd never heard before,&lt;br /&gt;and i've admitted things tt i never knew were happening.&lt;br /&gt;i slowly realise who are in our class, how our class is.&lt;br /&gt;how all the fault is not in yingying.&lt;br /&gt;i realise i was being way too narrow minded.&lt;br /&gt;there must hv been THINGS resulting in her being like tt.&lt;br /&gt;i guess through this extremely short days,&lt;br /&gt;i've grown. i've opened up my eyes to things tt i was too caught up in my own life to hv seen in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know tt this may sound extremely contridicting,&lt;br /&gt;but yehh...&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be me...&lt;br /&gt;i cnt understand who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;some times i'm like this,&lt;br /&gt;other times i'm like tt... ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise 1 more thing,&lt;br /&gt;if you do nt personally know me,&lt;br /&gt;you'd never really understand the contents of my blog...&lt;br /&gt;like i say things tt are extremely deep down inside me,&lt;br /&gt;and its extremely encoded.&lt;br /&gt;only people like fione, shuping, tseyu, rymond would seriously understand it.&lt;br /&gt;and in the past, only ppl like huitien, pok, ash would understand.&lt;br /&gt;and as for both the past and the future, only 1 person understands.&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;i love her so much tt i won't mind getting married w her((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright .&lt;br /&gt;enough of the deep things.&lt;br /&gt;now for something lighter.&lt;br /&gt;how does fried rice w cheese sounds?&lt;br /&gt;please give opinions.((:&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;shall stop now.&lt;br /&gt;wna go act-guai agnn((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1890995149437376559?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1890995149437376559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1890995149437376559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1890995149437376559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1890995149437376559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/090408.html' title='090408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8050483886729444311</id><published>2008-04-07T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T04:15:14.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>070408</title><content type='html'>im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i very very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i dint think tt things would turn so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;im also lost.&lt;br /&gt;although we weren't really tt close from the start,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to lose u as a friend&lt;br /&gt;pls don't avoid me. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i knew u were there when i was msning u.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;if i could give u a bucket of blood in return for ur forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;i would.&lt;br /&gt;i really would do tt.&lt;br /&gt;now all i can say is tt i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i was really worried abtt u.&lt;br /&gt;but i din't think it would turn so promiscuious.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;im sryy.&lt;br /&gt;im sryy.&lt;br /&gt;im sryy.&lt;br /&gt;im sryy.&lt;br /&gt;bernice, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8050483886729444311?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8050483886729444311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8050483886729444311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8050483886729444311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8050483886729444311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/070408_7233.html' title='070408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8239508906757671665</id><published>2008-04-07T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T03:40:36.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>070408</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I want to cry because you hurt me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;all u care abtt is yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cnt stand you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i tell u things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and you go "yehh okayy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and start whining abtt ur many boyfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fucking hate tt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;do u hv any idea how much im hurt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;how difficult it is for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;NO. all u care abtt is ur &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i really regret telling you things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've realised ur too immature to understand the hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've regretted. but its too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i regret alot of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;like trusting tt u won't go and flirt w the boys tt i blatently told u i like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;like believing tt i could trust u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was wrong. you cry abtt ur &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yehh whatever lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then what do i cry abtt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stop whining to me abtt ur BOYFRIEND cause i hv other things to bother abtt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mrpotato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i realised sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've grown outta you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no more jean &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;now its jean &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;she's alone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;to tt certain someone(you know who you are)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stupid lies. lame escuses.rude remarks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tt's the first impression you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i thought you were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;sweet, funny, matured and kindda cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i thought you'd understand .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you're just the average low and despo flirt tt all u guys from tt schh are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okayy im sryy for hving screamed at u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or like making snide remarks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but reflect? do u deserve it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dno. only u cn decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gg through alot of shit right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunnid this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;to everyone else,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i know i've been weird lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;maybe constantly screaming at yall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i really am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im really confused and pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've had enough of all those shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i need a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry)):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gg through alot right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i'm not sure i can handle all tt by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i can physically/mentally feel myself falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i hope it'll all end soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dno hw much longer i cn hang on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so im sorry if ur just an innocent person being screamed at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8239508906757671665?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8239508906757671665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8239508906757671665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8239508906757671665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8239508906757671665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/070408_07.html' title='070408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2777075279413430460</id><published>2008-04-05T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:19:13.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>050408</title><content type='html'>omg. blogging REALLY is addictive... :X&lt;br /&gt;idk why.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like constantly feeling the urgh to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many emotions are running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, idk...&lt;br /&gt;it seems so weird.&lt;br /&gt;like this is the first time i've been so silent abtt liking someone.&lt;br /&gt;yes i've put it OPENLY on my blog and to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;but no i've not really made it known tt i like him.&lt;br /&gt;like in plain, obvious words.&lt;br /&gt;all those signals i've been sending him,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it more then enough to show tt i like you?&lt;br /&gt;but yet you act innocent.&lt;br /&gt;pretending tt ur not recieving ANY signals of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;so that makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe, you know. deep down you do.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't wna show it.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to forget it,&lt;br /&gt;cause ur too nice to tell me straight-out and openly to give up,&lt;br /&gt;so you too are sending signals by NOT sending signals to ask me to give up.&lt;br /&gt;so im just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've had just about enough.&lt;br /&gt;its time to move on, and give other boys a chance.&lt;br /&gt;but still, idk...&lt;br /&gt;i wna keep my heart open, to let you know tt you're ALWAYS welcomed in.&lt;br /&gt;)): im so lost.&lt;br /&gt;im so upset.&lt;br /&gt;yehh this is darn random lahh.&lt;br /&gt;but it just sortta like popped up in my head and i realise this may be right.&lt;br /&gt;)): well i really hope this stupid crush will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;cause its really getting the better of me and i've been spending a couple of sleepless nights thinking about you and what you're doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2777075279413430460?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2777075279413430460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2777075279413430460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2777075279413430460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2777075279413430460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/050408_05.html' title='050408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4026048841511965722</id><published>2008-04-05T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T06:03:24.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>050408</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to bernice.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i know we're nt all tt close.&lt;br /&gt;but do u realise tt doing you-know-what is actually USELESS&lt;br /&gt;forget abtt tt bastard lahh...&lt;br /&gt;he's nt worth it...&lt;br /&gt;if he doesnt see you, then whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;doing you-know-what wont help you in ANY way...&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt CARE enough...&lt;br /&gt;if he did then ur relationship wouldnt hv ended.&lt;br /&gt;so just forget abtt him...&lt;br /&gt;and move on...&lt;br /&gt;i command you to stop doing you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;im serious.&lt;br /&gt;if i see a new you-know-what on you,&lt;br /&gt;you DEAD&lt;br /&gt;so pls.&lt;br /&gt;forget tt LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;you deserve someone better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4026048841511965722?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4026048841511965722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4026048841511965722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4026048841511965722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4026048841511965722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/050408.html' title='050408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3010605378160926761</id><published>2008-04-04T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T07:01:39.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>040408</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like im addicted to this.&lt;br /&gt;im blogging practically everyday...&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;dint wna go school.&lt;br /&gt;was so relunctant lahh...&lt;br /&gt;mum said i could ponn if i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;actually, she was more than happy to let me ponn sch&lt;br /&gt;if i ponn schh,&lt;br /&gt;then she won't be home alone.&lt;br /&gt;nt so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;but went to schh in the end.&lt;br /&gt;cause there was homecons test today.&lt;br /&gt;the homecons test, was hell.&lt;br /&gt;i dint do like 1000 questions.&lt;br /&gt;im planning on getting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIGHEST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like 3/30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im planning to get like 100/100 for my practical test 3 wks from now.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;im doing fried rice+cheese...&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll be kindda gross...&lt;br /&gt;what do yall think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball.&lt;br /&gt;pure hell(as ususal)&lt;br /&gt;my legs still hurt from yesterday's stoopid 1.5...&lt;br /&gt;ughh...&lt;br /&gt;but i realise im getting more and more muscular.&lt;br /&gt;issit a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my sis.&lt;br /&gt;i really do...&lt;br /&gt;lol tt was darn random.&lt;br /&gt;but yehh i really love her loads...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i'll do w/o her.&lt;br /&gt;im serious...&lt;br /&gt;you guys really dun understand lahh...&lt;br /&gt;its like.&lt;br /&gt;yehh we do quarrel..&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the story,&lt;br /&gt;there'll always be a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;my sis is like my walking, breathing diary.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;i just wna wish my older sis a veryvery happy 20th bday, which will be coming in 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3010605378160926761?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3010605378160926761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3010605378160926761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3010605378160926761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3010605378160926761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/040408.html' title='040408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2330507451941426367</id><published>2008-04-03T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:53:52.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>030408</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREW YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you've got no idea how long i've been keeping this in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ur just a fucked up bitch so pls do note that I HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that was just to cool off some steam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to all those pple tt i screamed at today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm really very sryy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've got things on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just really darn sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;especially 1o5, fione, shuping, junlei and rymond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sryy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dint mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope yall understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was the darn 1.5 race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sucks lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when the race started my stomach already hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really wanted to give up lahhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then chionged all the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thought i was gna be last lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but then was 5th...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayy lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nt gd nt bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iris was darn proooo lahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wna go do my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be a good girl(NOTTT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2330507451941426367?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2330507451941426367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2330507451941426367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2330507451941426367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2330507451941426367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/030408.html' title='030408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4480979784605201590</id><published>2008-04-02T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T03:18:03.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>020408</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIMHUITIEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u loads !!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;i offically announce you a... TEENAGER&lt;br /&gt;love u loads.&lt;br /&gt;hv fun in phs(but rmbr to miss me too)&lt;br /&gt;and live teenager live to its FULLEST&lt;br /&gt;love u loads and buckets and MISS u loads and bucket.&lt;br /&gt;muackkksssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm guess what.&lt;br /&gt;jean is the smartestest person on the EARTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she left the class key in her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;and happily sat the mrt w ying2 all the way to yewtee.&lt;br /&gt;only to realise tt the STOOPID key was still in her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;she called chenfeng and had to take the mrt all the way back to clementi.&lt;br /&gt;she's so dumb and embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;i shall pretend i dunno her...&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis' birthday is on 1304...&lt;br /&gt;dunno what to make to her.&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is on 2304. (WINKWINK. u should get the hint.)&lt;br /&gt;so cool ehh?&lt;br /&gt;ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got the 1.5km run tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like gg.&lt;br /&gt;i think i sprained my ankle last netball training.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;i've got netball on friday.&lt;br /&gt;my leg hurts.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;why cnt they make it like 50hrs/day, instead of 24hrs/day...&lt;br /&gt;i really cnt get ANYTHING done in 24hrs...&lt;br /&gt;ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;hoots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yehh.&lt;br /&gt;and to the certain b*tch...&lt;br /&gt;fishy u...&lt;br /&gt;haha but im in a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;cause of mrperfect.&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;i wna rename him.&lt;br /&gt;he is now offically called mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;mrperfect sounds so weird.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;yehh im in a great mood cause if mrpotato.&lt;br /&gt;so shant bash tt certain b*tch today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. mrpotato i miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4480979784605201590?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4480979784605201590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4480979784605201590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4480979784605201590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4480979784605201590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/020408.html' title='020408'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-2146382863843645101</id><published>2008-03-26T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:04:29.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you love me, thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you hate me, fuck you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted from firdaus' blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;today we went to comfirm the class tee.&lt;br /&gt;blahh blahh blahh.&lt;br /&gt;im frigging pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;this next paragraph can be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;parental guidiance is encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason tt i even TALK to you is because i duwan to make things difficult for us&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i apologised is because i duwwan any hatred going on.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i talk to you is cause ur in my class.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i stooped so low and practically BEGGED for ur forgiveness was because i dint want any arguements taking place.&lt;br /&gt;im just doing this to entertain you&lt;br /&gt;but you've really done it this time...&lt;br /&gt;you've blown off the top.&lt;br /&gt;you've gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE STOP ACTING UR ALL TT&lt;br /&gt;WITH UR PERRRFECCTT BALLET MOVES&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE U AINT PERECT&lt;br /&gt;U AINT THE ONLY 1 ON EARTH LEARNING BALLET&lt;br /&gt;so pls.&lt;br /&gt;watch what you say.&lt;br /&gt;cause 1 day you might just get killed.&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way u make use of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;u low-down bitch.&lt;br /&gt;PLS NOTE TT&lt;br /&gt;i never said you were my friend, you're just a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;ALSO NOTE THAT&lt;br /&gt;you'll always stay a classmate but never a friend.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mr perfect.&lt;br /&gt;well i know ur reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;secretly ehh?&lt;br /&gt;well you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;no need for me to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;yes its you.&lt;br /&gt;dont pretend you dunno who you are.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know deep down your heart tt you know tt im talking abtt you/&lt;br /&gt;yes i know you.&lt;br /&gt;yes im a chicken to not dare to tell you face to face.&lt;br /&gt;yehh but im afraid.&lt;br /&gt;im scared of how you will react.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid tt me admiting tt i like you would harm the friendship in any way.&lt;br /&gt;yes i cherish this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;and even if i admitted,&lt;br /&gt;what difference would it make?&lt;br /&gt;like heelllooo.&lt;br /&gt;you already hv a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;what chances do i stand against?&lt;br /&gt;so i guess you'll just hv to make do with this.&lt;br /&gt;yehh so i hope tt this would be enough to convince you tt i love you.&lt;br /&gt;to mrperfect,&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-2146382863843645101?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2146382863843645101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=2146382863843645101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2146382863843645101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/2146382863843645101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/26008.html' title='26008'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4715496493233372694</id><published>2008-03-24T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:25:54.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>240308</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Things change, people change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at fione and shuping talk about the good old pri schh days, it struck me tt well. things will never be the same again. yes i've gotten over it, but still, there's this little voice in my head tt says "i wna go back to pri schh. I MISS PRI SCHH" it kindda still hurts. like what ashlie said on her blog, things change, people change. i agree. and i see it happening. i c ppl getting over pri schh, but i guess im still holding on, hoping tt someday many things will be the same again. hoping, wishing, waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was hell.&lt;br /&gt;i almost ahem in schh today because of ahem.&lt;br /&gt;it was so bad cause i trusted in ahem and even confided in him/her in the ahem.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt my ahem so badly...&lt;br /&gt;ahem was like pretending tt he/she totally forgot abtt ahem and i was like close to ahem.&lt;br /&gt;UGH WHATS THE POINT OF A BLOG IF I CAN SAY WHAT I WNA SAY. UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4715496493233372694?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4715496493233372694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4715496493233372694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4715496493233372694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4715496493233372694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/240308.html' title='240308'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4927513683670846971</id><published>2008-03-21T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T04:35:28.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>210308</title><content type='html'>today fione/lenise/ying2/tseyu/zhenjun/lionel/melvin&lt;br /&gt;came over to my hse to do the music project.&lt;br /&gt;actually poor tseyu was the only 1 doing the project.&lt;br /&gt;i was busy being impressed by lionel's clapping while push ups.&lt;br /&gt;he could do the man's push ups then push his body off the floor and clap once!&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;pro...&lt;br /&gt;doing the normal man's pushup is already hell.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;well then went to play bball.&lt;br /&gt;i saw ahem there.&lt;br /&gt;omg i HAD SOOOOO MUCH FUN PLAYING BBALL W AHEM LAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;LOVE HIM/HER LOADS&lt;br /&gt;soooo proooo&lt;br /&gt;sooooo goodlooking&lt;br /&gt;im jealous ...&lt;br /&gt;haha shant continue&lt;br /&gt;i shall comment on the practical ppl who refuse to tag when i dun blog&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yehh i just rmbr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; is such a freaking #$(*&amp;amp;(#@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoot her lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate her so much tt i wna chop off her head and cook it in soup lahh...&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;p.s. everyday tt i see u is torture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i've tried soo hard to forget u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i tell myself how she's flirting w u and ur flirting back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;how much it hurts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i tell myself to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;but this little voice in my head still keeps shouting ur name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;why does ur face have to constantly resurface in my brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i've had enough of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i had freaking enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;leave my brain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4927513683670846971?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4927513683670846971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4927513683670846971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4927513683670846971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4927513683670846971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/210308.html' title='210308'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7321059946443861257</id><published>2008-03-20T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T06:11:44.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200308</title><content type='html'>miss jean lin has just die-ed....&lt;br /&gt;she's so tired tt she's practically falling asleep while typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alot of crappy stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;first was cheena lesson.&lt;br /&gt;omg .&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;jean lin got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FULL MARKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for her tingxie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;never in the history of history has jeanlin gotten FULLMARKS for tingxie.&lt;br /&gt;omg im soo smart.&lt;br /&gt;ohh and i thought i lost my cheena zhuoye.&lt;br /&gt;was so tramatised when i found out tt i had to redo the ENTIRE zhuoye if i bought a new bk.&lt;br /&gt;but eventually found it lahh.&lt;br /&gt;it was in sixiu's locker.&lt;br /&gt;i dint know why. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICT.&lt;br /&gt;me,fione,lionel and tseyu spent practically the entire lesson gossiping abtt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was so amused at how extremely wrong/lame the boys were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reccess was assembly.&lt;br /&gt;i dint know msblim was there shouting at naughty students.&lt;br /&gt;was rather shock when i entered the hall to find tt it was extremely solemn.&lt;br /&gt;actually, to think of it, you hv to give msblim some credit.&lt;br /&gt;she could easily silent a whole cohord.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno hw. i guess she knows magic.&lt;br /&gt;after tt it was english.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright lahh.&lt;br /&gt;had to do some rating worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;we had to rate like from most evil to the least evil.&lt;br /&gt;was laughing my ass off at some of the cute punishments tt the boys in my class had suggested.&lt;br /&gt;next was lunch. after lunch was homecon.&lt;br /&gt;i dint think moving a class up 5 lvls was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt explain to you how extremely wrong i am.&lt;br /&gt;ugh it stinks to hv to scream at u ppl.&lt;br /&gt;cn u just co operation?&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to make things easy for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;i guess u just dint care.&lt;br /&gt;well its all experience.&lt;br /&gt;but being vicechair is fun.&lt;br /&gt;yehh..&lt;br /&gt;today was the presentation for homecons.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE doing projects.&lt;br /&gt;this next paragraph can be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;parental guidiance is adviced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im telling you...&lt;br /&gt;i HATE ppl who do NOT do any WORK and complain tt the WORK I DID was TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;i SERIOUSLY HATE IT&lt;br /&gt;YOU PPL DID NOT HELP IN ANY WAY IN THE PROJECT.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS ALL DONE BY ME.&lt;br /&gt;YET ALL YOU UNGRATEFUL PPL DO IS SCOLD ME.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;JUSTICE.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD HALF A MIND TO JUST STROLL OUTTA THE ROOM AND LEAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;UNGRATEFUL SOULS STRANDED.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SOOOO PISSED OFF AND YOU STILL HAD THE NERVE TO COME ASK ME IF I WAS ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;AT TT MOMENT ALL I WANTED/NEEDED TO DO WAS JUST TO SLAP YOU.&lt;br /&gt;SLAP YOU ACROSS YOUR FUGLY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;bitch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after schh was netball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg it was so tough.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;i was exhuasted.&lt;br /&gt;i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;seniors are really darn pro.&lt;br /&gt;1 day i will become joy/siying no.2&lt;br /&gt;1 day all this hard work will pay off.&lt;br /&gt;now all i hv to do is train hard and not complain.&lt;br /&gt;its all for my own gd.&lt;br /&gt;yes ...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my netball seniors.&lt;br /&gt;they're all soooooo hawt and PROO&lt;br /&gt;ugh jealous of them.&lt;br /&gt;well jean is gg to become exactly like tt.&lt;br /&gt;4yrs down the road you ppl will c jeanlin playing in the national's team!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;nhnt is really gd.&lt;br /&gt;^^ pro.&lt;br /&gt;impressed mannn.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE NHNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7321059946443861257?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7321059946443861257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7321059946443861257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7321059946443861257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7321059946443861257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/200308.html' title='200308'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1197357655340158446</id><published>2008-03-19T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:20:33.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>190308</title><content type='html'>i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i haven't been blogging for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;okayy maybe awhile is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;but yehh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;lim hui tien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ashlie chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;fiona ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;charinne ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;gladys tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;sherrin pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ellie tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know we're all growing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dint think it was sooo drastic.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to know/realise tt im not a part of ur lives anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i know i cnt possible be a HUGE part.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe a small part won't hurt, will it?&lt;br /&gt;our relationships are STRAINED&lt;br /&gt;i dint think it would EVER happn between us.&lt;br /&gt;but i finally realise tt when i talk to yall.&lt;br /&gt;silence becomes awkward.&lt;br /&gt;it was NEVER like tt.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER.&lt;br /&gt;but it finally happened.&lt;br /&gt;yes. it hurts. yall may not realise, but yes. it hurts. for me .&lt;br /&gt;it hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;i missed the times tt every thing was so simple.&lt;br /&gt;i took the time tt i had w u ppl for granted.&lt;br /&gt;i dint think it would end so soon.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we all just grew up.&lt;br /&gt;just grew apart.&lt;br /&gt;we hv new friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i dint think we would forget our old friends so fast.&lt;br /&gt;its just so quick, so abrupt.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hugging yall.&lt;br /&gt;i miss being annoying w yall.&lt;br /&gt;i miss laughing w yall.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i hv new friends.&lt;br /&gt;i know im selfish.&lt;br /&gt;i want both my new and old friends.&lt;br /&gt;but cnt i be selfish?&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE SELFISH&lt;br /&gt;i want both...&lt;br /&gt;sec schh is just so freaking different.&lt;br /&gt;when i slow down,&lt;br /&gt;i realise tt its nt as fun as pri schh.&lt;br /&gt;im not being myself here at sec schh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate nt being able to run.&lt;br /&gt;i hate nt having anyone to play sports w.&lt;br /&gt;i hate nt having anyone to cry to.&lt;br /&gt;i hate nt having anyone to complain to...&lt;br /&gt;i hate having not to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;ppl here at nanhua are so protected.&lt;br /&gt;so different from... US&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall sooo much tt it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall sooo much tt it hurts so badly...&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HAVING TO BE AWAY FROM YALL.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;i just do.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i love those times we were tgt.&lt;br /&gt;we were hving so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;we trusted each other.&lt;br /&gt;its sooo lonely here in nhhs.&lt;br /&gt;no1 was from admps&lt;br /&gt;no1 shares the same pri schh mates.&lt;br /&gt;it's lonely. it's painful.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never EVER forget all those fun we had w each other. I"LL NEVER FORGET.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate being away from yall.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;i hope yall miss me as much as i miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;im hurting.&lt;br /&gt;do you see?&lt;br /&gt;i hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losted.&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1197357655340158446?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1197357655340158446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1197357655340158446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1197357655340158446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1197357655340158446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/190308.html' title='190308'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4751630145055535582</id><published>2008-02-29T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:34:32.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>010308</title><content type='html'>yesterday was HORRIFYING&lt;br /&gt;alright i'll start w thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;had the stoooopid leadership training during enrichment till 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;had games tt we had to co-operate to do&lt;br /&gt;i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TERRIBLE&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing my thigh muscles HURT&lt;br /&gt;really badly HURT&lt;br /&gt;then was netball.&lt;br /&gt;netball was pure HELL.&lt;br /&gt;im telling you.&lt;br /&gt;stooopid ppl.&lt;br /&gt;do not fucking plan a leadership training on the same day as netball.&lt;br /&gt;it's stupid and lame.&lt;br /&gt;with my aching legs&lt;br /&gt;we had to run 15 rounds around the netball court&lt;br /&gt;then we had to do some dodging&lt;br /&gt;my stupid sportshoes was for jogging and not for netball&lt;br /&gt;so had no friction&lt;br /&gt;i kept sliding off.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. im thinking of getting a new pair of sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tennis shoes.&lt;br /&gt;well then next&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS &amp;amp;*^#($#&lt;br /&gt;we had to do some endurance training.&lt;br /&gt;err 10 pushups, get up and run.&lt;br /&gt;10 crutches, get up and run&lt;br /&gt;10 leg kicking thingys, get up and run&lt;br /&gt;10 stand up swatdown thingys, get up and run&lt;br /&gt;3 sets of this.&lt;br /&gt;it was murderous.&lt;br /&gt;then we went shopping for class pinic tmr,&lt;br /&gt;the boys INSISTED on getting on 5 bottles of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;5 bottles of drinks for 37 hungry kids?&lt;br /&gt;I DUN THINK SO&lt;br /&gt;i was like cursing at them and telling them tt it'll never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;but they dint believe me.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;after shopping&lt;br /&gt;i finally went home w tseyu&lt;br /&gt;guess wad time it was when i reached home?&lt;br /&gt;8...&lt;br /&gt;why does nhhs have to be so far away? UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5 realising it was too early&lt;br /&gt;but was too late to go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;so decided to just be early&lt;br /&gt;left home and got onto the mrt&lt;br /&gt;reached bukitbotak at 6:25.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet fione there at 6:45&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;then met up w tseyu and waited for fione&lt;br /&gt;she finally came and we got onto her dad's car&lt;br /&gt;on the way to west coast park it was raining dogs and cats&lt;br /&gt;i really dint wna run cause of the aching muscles&lt;br /&gt;it was aching even worst today&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;reached there&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling&lt;br /&gt;but they went ahead w the run&lt;br /&gt;then was sec 1 girl's turn&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to wear some stupid green ting&lt;br /&gt;then we started running&lt;br /&gt;fione and me started out behind&lt;br /&gt;soon she was missing&lt;br /&gt;i started picking up pace&lt;br /&gt;it felt great to run&lt;br /&gt;then soon i was the first few ppl running&lt;br /&gt;i was already panting&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this group of ppl standing there&lt;br /&gt;i started running as fast as i could&lt;br /&gt;thinking tt it was the ending line&lt;br /&gt;then when i passed the ppl&lt;br /&gt;guess what they said??&lt;br /&gt;"JIA YOU! DON'T STOP. 1KM LEFT"&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i started walking&lt;br /&gt;it became worrying as some girls we taking over me&lt;br /&gt;so i started choinging agnn&lt;br /&gt;then i walked.&lt;br /&gt;then walked passed the netball seniors then they were like&lt;br /&gt;"jean! what u doing ? dun walk! abit left! RUN !!!!"&lt;br /&gt;all screaming&lt;br /&gt;i lunged all i had and CHIONGED the last bit&lt;br /&gt;then i passed the finishing line&lt;br /&gt;and got a card tt said 13&lt;br /&gt;OMG I CAME IN 13 IN SEC 1 GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;then i fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;panting panting panting&lt;br /&gt;that was the end of a murderous 3.5km run.&lt;br /&gt;that was when i realised sth was wrong&lt;br /&gt;i felt faint&lt;br /&gt;and my legs were numb&lt;br /&gt;but i mustered all the strength i had and staggered towards the tent to submit my name&lt;br /&gt;then saw fione&lt;br /&gt;OMG i was soooooooo proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;she was soo fast!&lt;br /&gt;althought it wasn't top 20, it was still good enough&lt;br /&gt;well 4 netballers got into the top 20&lt;br /&gt;me, laysiew, yiqing and clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;lisa oso got in.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then was captain ball's game&lt;br /&gt;i really dint wna play&lt;br /&gt;was really very tired and my legs were KILLING me&lt;br /&gt;but i did&lt;br /&gt;eventually got to top 4&lt;br /&gt;but due to time constrain, we had to continue the games some other day&lt;br /&gt;then prizing giving&lt;br /&gt;then we went back&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;then me, zhenjun, fione and tseyu went outside to get a cab&lt;br /&gt;sooo many nhhs students were flagging for cab.&lt;br /&gt;stooopid we waited for a good 1 hr before a cab came&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo FUCKED UP tired.&lt;br /&gt;then got in&lt;br /&gt;all of them fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;my legs hurt too much&lt;br /&gt;i could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;then came to my hse&lt;br /&gt;took turns to bath&lt;br /&gt;then left for cwp&lt;br /&gt;watched jumper&lt;br /&gt;i had a few bites of lunch and dint eat anymore&lt;br /&gt;then got home at abtt 7 and went to bed w/o dinner&lt;br /&gt;woke up today at ardd 10.&lt;br /&gt;well my leg hurt even more now&lt;br /&gt;it's like&lt;br /&gt;really bad...&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i think my legs are like dyiing or sth&lt;br /&gt;its fucked up really bad...&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop fliring w every1 , will u? i really cnt stand u. ur a stupid fucked up bitch how many times have i told u i really liked him? but yet u still kept flirting w him. FUCK u. u said u would stop. u dint. i've had enough. do wad u want. i dun care anymore. FUCK . all those stupid fucked up lies i believed. I FUCKING STOOD UP FOR U NOW WHAT DID U DO? STOP DENYING IT I"VE FUCKING HAD ENOUGH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4751630145055535582?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4751630145055535582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4751630145055535582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4751630145055535582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4751630145055535582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/02/010308.html' title='010308'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8270821235809486995</id><published>2008-02-27T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:49:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>270208</title><content type='html'>alright this shall be a short post&lt;br /&gt;friday is the road run...&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gna go get the food.&lt;br /&gt;omg tmr's gna be a darn long day lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i've got leadership training from 2:30-4:30.&lt;br /&gt;then netball from 4:30-6p.m&lt;br /&gt;then gg shopping for food w 1o5rians after tt .&lt;br /&gt;w tseyu, lionel, melvin and yingying.&lt;br /&gt;we're all gg on a DATE&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;well really dunno if i wna go netball training&lt;br /&gt;as in its REALLY fun&lt;br /&gt;but its really really really tiring&lt;br /&gt;and after tt i still hv tot go shopping&lt;br /&gt;im really very tired.&lt;br /&gt;i need the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;stressed mann.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;some1 PLS convince me to not ponn netball.&lt;br /&gt;i know its BAD&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;last few days were blurry.&lt;br /&gt;VERY blurry.&lt;br /&gt;everyday was like FLYING past.&lt;br /&gt;alot of things&lt;br /&gt;errr random random stuff&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;the suckiest thing tt ever ever happened to be.&lt;br /&gt;PLS BE PREPARED TO FLY OFF ALL YOUR SEATS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JEAN LIN FENG JUN FAILED ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JEAN LIN FENG JUN FAILED LITERATURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i HONESTLY cnt believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;literature still alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY STRONGEST SUBJECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my two very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sryy for having come between the both of you&lt;br /&gt;it really wasn't intentional.&lt;br /&gt;it just tt both of you are great&lt;br /&gt;its just complicating ... okayy?&lt;br /&gt;i HONESTLY sryy.&lt;br /&gt;i love the both of u.&lt;br /&gt;and i want the both of u to love each other too.&lt;br /&gt;i really dint mean it.&lt;br /&gt;sryy&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to stop being the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm well i really cnt possibly write completely abtt the past few days&lt;br /&gt;its just really really long&lt;br /&gt;and i really cnt rmbr wad i do each day.&lt;br /&gt;sryy&lt;br /&gt;okayy tts abtt it.&lt;br /&gt;now on msn w ping and her ehem...&lt;br /&gt;well gna go bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;PLS SOME1 convince me to go netball!!&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WNA PONNNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8270821235809486995?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8270821235809486995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8270821235809486995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8270821235809486995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8270821235809486995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/02/270208.html' title='270208'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-3954488234477424115</id><published>2008-02-15T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:23:11.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>150208</title><content type='html'>alright.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's common test next week.&lt;br /&gt;but EVERYONE needs a break&lt;br /&gt;including myself.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm vowing tt i'm blogging once today AND once only.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;also known to couples as 'buy expensive gift for gf/bf day'&lt;br /&gt;i got a bouquet of flowers from a secret admirarer and 3 boxes of chocolates from my boyfriend...(I WISH)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;me and fione baked cookies.&lt;br /&gt;special friends like shuping, hannah, joyce, rymond and junlei got 1 box of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;students of 1o5 each got 1 cookie wrapped in yellow and purple paper.&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;i got A FEW candies from the consellors and netball seniors.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;well i was soooo hurt when &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; asked fione to go into the classroom during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;he said he had something to give her.&lt;br /&gt;it was HORRIBLE&lt;br /&gt;i walked away.&lt;br /&gt;what else could i have done.&lt;br /&gt;my heart was shattering inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;i think shuping heard the cracking sound.&lt;br /&gt;she went like " i know how it feels"&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really HATE my friends for being sooo beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;people like fione and tien.&lt;br /&gt;u REALLY have no idea how lucky u are to be soooo beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;so the both of u.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;ignore those little red dots on ur face.&lt;br /&gt;because u are BEAUTIFUL just the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing will be able to change tt, okayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;well... generally today was..... LONG&lt;br /&gt;chi teacher dint come today.&lt;br /&gt;i took the time to mug(actually fake mug)&lt;br /&gt;alright i was FALLING ASLEEP&lt;br /&gt;oh yehh and there was ms yeo's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i really LOVEEEE her lessons.&lt;br /&gt;u ppl hv no idea how much she can make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;well then had the STOOOPID total defence day training thing tt rymond pangsehed me.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;tt's all.&lt;br /&gt;okayy so i'll leave u ppl w this.&lt;br /&gt;dun miss me too much, okayy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love u.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SERIOUS&lt;br /&gt;you really have no idea how much i do.&lt;br /&gt;u have no idea how i stare at the way u move.&lt;br /&gt;then way u talk.&lt;br /&gt;the way u so much care abtt her.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish u knew.&lt;br /&gt;but wait.&lt;br /&gt;ur her's&lt;br /&gt;and she's my bestfriend .&lt;br /&gt;i can't do this to her..&lt;br /&gt;but what did SHE do to u?&lt;br /&gt;u care so much abtt her&lt;br /&gt;but have u tot of what really happens behind the scene?&lt;br /&gt;what she really does without you knowing?&lt;br /&gt;i sooo much want to tell u.&lt;br /&gt;to prove to u how much she has hurt u secretly&lt;br /&gt;but then you'll be hurt too.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;this is really too deep....&lt;br /&gt;to she.&lt;br /&gt;u have no idea it's u.&lt;br /&gt;but if u finally guess it,&lt;br /&gt;well ur a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;but have u evr thought of him?&lt;br /&gt;have u every respected him?&lt;br /&gt;have u ever felt guilty of doing all those things?&lt;br /&gt;have u ever stopped to see how much he appreciates u?&lt;br /&gt;HAVE U EVER EVEN CARED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-3954488234477424115?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3954488234477424115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=3954488234477424115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3954488234477424115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/3954488234477424115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/02/150208.html' title='150208'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-267290405844650090</id><published>2008-02-01T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:52:12.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>020108</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MVNm_NmhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VYqqC4F4veU/s1600-h/22-01-08_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161992921444882962" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="120" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MVNm_NmhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VYqqC4F4veU/s400/22-01-08_1505.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fione being irratating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MU-2_NmgI/AAAAAAAAABI/OLv_oaAH7hI/s1600-h/22-01-08_1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161992668041812482" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="126" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MU-2_NmgI/AAAAAAAAABI/OLv_oaAH7hI/s400/22-01-08_1501.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fione and rymond... say AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MUu2_NmfI/AAAAAAAAABA/0d7tVmH_D3o/s1600-h/17-01-08_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161992393163905522" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MUu2_NmfI/AAAAAAAAABA/0d7tVmH_D3o/s400/17-01-08_1354.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce, me and fione&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 11 whole days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tts how long since i last blogged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much happened since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MPVyQw9TQE/R6MUOW_NmdI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yhgw3Obro2w/s1600-h/17-01-08_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in summary school's great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except the "get caught everyday for bad attire" part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not fair how these teachers catch me EVERY SINGLE day cause my shirt's not tucked in and my skirt's folded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just UNFAIRheellooo look at ** ****her skirt is like HALF of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she's NEVER caught&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never was never &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will beWHY??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of her effing act innocent face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so friggin pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've GOT so much more to complain about if i want to continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dun want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yehh im offically a NETBALLER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;netball training was TOUGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first training was last webnesday and saw tt the POOR weiruan was being punished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coach went screaming like"WEIRUAN. DOWN TEN"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol then she fell on the floor and started doing push ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor thing)):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm really deprived of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'll go sleep soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cya around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s I MISS APS PPL SO FRIGGING MUCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss 6courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno why just suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-267290405844650090?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/267290405844650090/comments/default' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-8090424114011737724</id><published>2008-01-14T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:38:12.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>050108</title><content type='html'>heyy readers(if there is any)&lt;br /&gt;sryy for not blogging for sooo long.&lt;br /&gt;been very caught up w schh.&lt;br /&gt;really stressful/tiring&lt;br /&gt;well went for oc(orientation camp) last friday and saturday&lt;br /&gt;was really long&lt;br /&gt;i forgot alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;just rmbr tt there was LOADS of water games.&lt;br /&gt;cause we had to do a 12 station game&lt;br /&gt;then like 7/8  stations were water games.&lt;br /&gt;then i was wearing my dripping wet oc shirt from 8am-8pm&lt;br /&gt;was like sneezing all the way&lt;br /&gt;then it rained&lt;br /&gt;then FINALLY we were allowed to change to dry clothes&lt;br /&gt;bt cnt bath&lt;br /&gt;just change&lt;br /&gt;was darn tired then&lt;br /&gt;aft tt was camp fire(it didnt exist)&lt;br /&gt;i dint noe tt the few pieces of red paper standing up in the middle of the hall was supp to b the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;haha then had disco.&lt;br /&gt;then after tt&lt;br /&gt;guess wad&lt;br /&gt;HUANTED HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so frm 10 we wait till 11:30pm in the hall for my grp's turn.&lt;br /&gt;then chenfeng was telling ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;most of the stories were just stupid BOO in the end 1s&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i was like sitting behind lionel and the poor boy's shirt was like pulled by me));&lt;br /&gt;SRYY LIONEL&lt;br /&gt;then fione was beside zheyou(WOOTS)&lt;br /&gt;zheyou looked soooo happy&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;then STUPID y***y*** bitched her way in the circle&lt;br /&gt;then kept acting cute&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;then i sian diao then walked away&lt;br /&gt;lucky 10mins ltr our turn to go into the huanted mansion!!&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;4 rms&lt;br /&gt;1st rm concillor charmaine told us a story abtt two lovers who died in the schh campus(juliet &amp;amp; christopher)&lt;br /&gt;then 2nd rm was juliet's rm&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;was darn dark&lt;br /&gt;then i was like shivering the whole time and GRABBING on joyce's shirt&lt;br /&gt;SORRY JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;then joyce wanted to prove to me everything in the rm was fake&lt;br /&gt;so she shine her fon in juliet's face&lt;br /&gt;then the girl acting as juliet stood up and BOO&lt;br /&gt;wa lau&lt;br /&gt;i was so freaking shocked&lt;br /&gt;then i screamed darn loudly&lt;br /&gt;as we walked outta the rm i was just really shivering really badly&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly i started crying&lt;br /&gt;haiya&lt;br /&gt;then dint go christopher's rm&lt;br /&gt;then went to the last rm&lt;br /&gt;then christopher /juliet death room.&lt;br /&gt;then left&lt;br /&gt;haiya&lt;br /&gt;now like everyday hv night mare.&lt;br /&gt;slept at ard 2&lt;br /&gt;girls slept in the hall/guys in classroom&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;gt some extremely considerate girls woke up at 5 and turned on the lights and was like shouting&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;breakfast&lt;br /&gt;disco&lt;br /&gt;etcetc&lt;br /&gt;then was area cleaning&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;then went back to class to clear up&lt;br /&gt;then the class flag&lt;br /&gt;ms poon ask who wna keep it&lt;br /&gt;then chenfeng took it&lt;br /&gt;then 5 mins ltr y***y*** went up to chenfeng and demanded him give her the flag&lt;br /&gt;then chenfeng dunno&lt;br /&gt;then yy was like jumping ardd and screaming&lt;br /&gt;then chenfeng gave in&lt;br /&gt;then guess what tt ungrateful bitch said&lt;br /&gt;"walau u class president oso nv do anything. i vice chair very poor thing le"&lt;br /&gt;F***&lt;br /&gt;i was sooooo pissed off when i heard yy say tt to chenfeng&lt;br /&gt;i stormed outta the class rm&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgogmgomgomgogmomg&lt;br /&gt;bitches will forever stay bitches.&lt;br /&gt;i was SOOOO FRIGGIN PISSED OFF&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8090424114011737724?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8090424114011737724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=8090424114011737724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8090424114011737724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/8090424114011737724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/01/050108_14.html' title='050108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7564302973969292111</id><published>2008-01-05T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T06:33:31.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>050108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;a veryveryvery happy birthday to the beautiful kim and pearlyn. all the best for 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 NHHS !!&lt;br /&gt;alright...&lt;br /&gt;here comes the long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020108&lt;br /&gt;anticipation grips me as i wake up for schh...&lt;br /&gt;omg i was OFFICALLY a nanhuarian.&lt;br /&gt;whoopy!!&lt;br /&gt;well put on my schh u(all white)&lt;br /&gt;and well brushed teeth etcetc (bORIINNNNNGGG)&lt;br /&gt;then left for schh.&lt;br /&gt;my dad INSISTED on driving me to schh on day 1.&lt;br /&gt;when was like climbing the mountain ,&lt;br /&gt;wa darn alot of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad just dropped me outside schh&lt;br /&gt;oh yarr did i mention tt vivien oso came w us??&lt;br /&gt;well then ltr&lt;br /&gt;went into the schh and looked at the notice board.&lt;br /&gt;i am in class 1/5!!&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;then i hung ardd outside the canteen w vivien.&lt;br /&gt;she was darn nice she kept talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;then some stupid song was played then i saw like darn alot of ppl starting to walk towards the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;omg i was sooooo lost lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;then some schh consellor told me we had to meet in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;so i went there and looked for 1/5.&lt;br /&gt;sat down and looked ardd.&lt;br /&gt;omg first inpression was like.&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;all so geek.&lt;br /&gt;ugh!!&lt;br /&gt;then after tt was leaded to the parade square by our dear class consellor.&lt;br /&gt;we sang, actually i MOUTHED, the national anthem blahblah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then walked towards class etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;omg im darn lazy.&lt;br /&gt;ugh then alot of rubbish lahh.&lt;br /&gt;all forget.&lt;br /&gt;IM LAZY&lt;br /&gt;well story line is liddat&lt;br /&gt;i was scolded by mrs b lim on day 1(wtf?!)&lt;br /&gt;made new friend =yingying&lt;br /&gt;dint really like her.&lt;br /&gt;she was like pangsei ing me when she had her pri schh mates.&lt;br /&gt;then no friend come find me.&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day&lt;br /&gt;cnt remember .&lt;br /&gt;gamesgamesgames rubbish lahh.&lt;br /&gt;made new FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;-fione (totally hot/pretty)&lt;br /&gt;-rachel(lets be crazy tgt!!)&lt;br /&gt;-hannah(omg funny girl!!)&lt;br /&gt;-chen feng(err no comment??)&lt;br /&gt;-shannon(wtf. )&lt;br /&gt;-cute boy(so sryy i dunno ur name!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-stephanie(pretty quiet)&lt;br /&gt;-wei ting(haha kind girl!!)&lt;br /&gt;tts abtt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3.&lt;br /&gt;flag making&lt;br /&gt;class pinic&lt;br /&gt;i was so ****ing pissed off w uhm cause she's such a uhm.&lt;br /&gt;ugh...&lt;br /&gt;i STILL am pissed alrite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4 - a.k.a today-.-&lt;br /&gt;went to schh for cca fair.&lt;br /&gt;omggomgomgogmogmgomg netball rules.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;then came back&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;woke&lt;br /&gt;chicken winged&lt;br /&gt;hung arounded&lt;br /&gt;chatted w fione abtt winkwink.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i love tt name.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;we talked soooo long abtt winkwink.&lt;br /&gt;haha so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;alright gg to bed nw.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy lahh.&lt;br /&gt;haiya...)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163738108239950265.post-5643644602357629881</id><published>2008-01-01T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T03:18:13.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>010108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPPPPPPPY new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing all of u all the best for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the start of a whole NEW phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;new friends&lt;br /&gt;new foes&lt;br /&gt;new teachers&lt;br /&gt;new environment.&lt;br /&gt;its like gg pri 1 again.&lt;br /&gt;only tt im nt tt annoying anymore (hopefully all of u can agree w me on this!!)&lt;br /&gt;but well its just tt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;what if i dun make any mates??&lt;br /&gt;what if im a outcast??&lt;br /&gt;what if everyone hates me??&lt;br /&gt;what if i cnt do well in my studies?&lt;br /&gt;what if i cnt fit in??&lt;br /&gt;well im just scared.&lt;br /&gt;im just hoping tt everything will turn out right.&lt;br /&gt;im just hoping tt this post was just me worrying for nth.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope.&lt;br /&gt;secondary schh ain't like primary schh.&lt;br /&gt;its more mugging.&lt;br /&gt;its more cca.&lt;br /&gt;its longer schh hrs.&lt;br /&gt;its more stressful.&lt;br /&gt;its nt like in pri schh where everyone knows everyone.&lt;br /&gt;this time everything will be different.&lt;br /&gt;i won't know anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i wont even know where the toliet is.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;it'll be difficult,&lt;br /&gt;but i hope tt this brand new four years will be a meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;i hope tt i'll make friends i'll nv forget.&lt;br /&gt;i hope tt everything will be great.&lt;br /&gt;i just HOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i hope u understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i like u alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;but u dun , right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;well stop lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i can see through ur phoney eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5643644602357629881?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5643644602357629881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5643644602357629881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5643644602357629881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5643644602357629881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2008/01/010108.html' title='010108'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5406847918684693757</id><published>2007-12-31T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T05:38:01.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>311207</title><content type='html'>alright ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i know im once agnn at home during a big occasion.&lt;br /&gt;just like how i was at home at night during christmas.&lt;br /&gt;actually im supposed to be at church now w maralene,&lt;br /&gt;but im just tootoo tired.&lt;br /&gt;haiz lazy le.&lt;br /&gt;anyways happy early new yr...&lt;br /&gt;all the best for a new year^^&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;well today morning went to ocbc bank.&lt;br /&gt;was actually supp to create/make/get a nets card.&lt;br /&gt;but had to bring birthcert.&lt;br /&gt;my poor mum tot onloy had to bring passport,&lt;br /&gt;so didnt bring my birthcert.&lt;br /&gt;haiz went back and looked for tt little piece of importance.&lt;br /&gt;intially tot it was lost!!!&lt;br /&gt;well then went bball.&lt;br /&gt;**** man...&lt;br /&gt;we were supp to meet at 3.&lt;br /&gt;i reached the bball court at exactly 3,&lt;br /&gt;only to realise the darn court was totally DESERTED&lt;br /&gt;waited&lt;br /&gt;waited&lt;br /&gt;waited&lt;br /&gt;waited even more.&lt;br /&gt;finally tien called.&lt;br /&gt;"wei?? jean arhh. ehh i cnt come sia. i very full just now eat buffet. 4:30 then come"&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;i put down the ****ing phone and msged nicholas and weiruan asking them to come ltr.&lt;br /&gt;then went skating w vivien/vanessa...&lt;br /&gt;omg today is vannessa's b'day!!&lt;br /&gt;well then was skating ard feeling real sad.&lt;br /&gt;then saw nicholas walking towards the bball court.&lt;br /&gt;went and was kindda shock he was so early(4:39)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went and sat down and watched the boys bball.&lt;br /&gt;at ardd 5:20 called tien and she didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;haiz was ****ing mad.&lt;br /&gt;so just went back to vannessa's b'day party.&lt;br /&gt;then nicholas ask me go back...&lt;br /&gt;then abit ltr tien finally replied&lt;br /&gt;"sry my dear i on my way le"&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i went back down.&lt;br /&gt;bballed .&lt;br /&gt;went back to the party.&lt;br /&gt;hung ard.&lt;br /&gt;talked.&lt;br /&gt;came home cause i was soooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;tien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;u were actually right when u lied to them saying i was mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;u've known me for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;im sryy if im over reacting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but HEYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;who likes waiting aimlessly for 2 hrs ++??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;well and THANKS for allowing sean/boon to lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i guess i know who's much more of a friend to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and tien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;u always scold me for over reacting/taking things too seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;yehh i put on a cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i appeared i didnt care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;well actually it kindda hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it kindda hurt tt u bailed out on me for boon/sean/pok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it kindda hurt tt u ignore the fact tt i kept saying tt i wanted really badly to bball yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it kindda hurt tt u weren't sincere in ur apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it kindda hurt tt u took it like it didn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it kindda hurt tt when pok didn't wna bball, u looked for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it just hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thanks for being such a great friend ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thanks for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thanks for everything you've done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i guess tt all the great things you've done for me is much more important then this incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;am i some kindda second tire??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;do u really care??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;stop lying, will u??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5406847918684693757?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5406847918684693757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5406847918684693757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5406847918684693757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5406847918684693757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/311207.html' title='311207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-4246050728258274263</id><published>2007-12-30T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T04:34:08.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>301207</title><content type='html'>omg i'm sooooooo ****ing pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate to avoid the use of inappropiate language.&lt;br /&gt;okayy so yesterday met ashlie at cwp at SUPPOSING 12.&lt;br /&gt;my dear ashlie msged me at 11:50 "are u there already??'&lt;br /&gt;i thought tt she was there alr,&lt;br /&gt;so rushed all the way to cwp.&lt;br /&gt;went to the library only to NOT find ashlie there.&lt;br /&gt;called her and realised tt she was DARN late.&lt;br /&gt;so after tt met up w her.&lt;br /&gt;went down to cwp and pastamaniced.&lt;br /&gt;note to self - never eat creamy chicken again. it is HORRID&lt;br /&gt;so half-way through suddenly was like "ehh wna ask fion to come?"&lt;br /&gt;(we were planning to hv a movie marathon at ashlie's hse)&lt;br /&gt;then called fion.&lt;br /&gt;met up w her.&lt;br /&gt;went to the cd store to rent,&lt;br /&gt;only to realise tt we had to pay a deposit of $10 for every ONE of the cds.&lt;br /&gt;so if we rented 8 cds,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't tt mean tt we had to pay $80 deposit.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF BUISNESS IS THIS&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;so DID NOT rent cds.&lt;br /&gt;went up to ashlie's hse.&lt;br /&gt;hung around and monopolyed/paydayed...&lt;br /&gt;then after tt tien came.&lt;br /&gt;we watched dead silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware the stare of mary shaw,&lt;br /&gt;for she had no chidren , only dolls.&lt;br /&gt;and if you see her in your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;remember to never, ever scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt show was darn good...&lt;br /&gt;as in good = scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was GRABBING(practically squashing) tien's hand the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;well after tt fion went back&lt;br /&gt;then had vegetarian dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(yuck)&lt;br /&gt;then went down bballing.&lt;br /&gt;but the court was occupied by some bballers and some kids doing silat(wtf!!!)&lt;br /&gt;tien went home and me, ash and nikki went back to their place.&lt;br /&gt;we bathed the dog peachie...&lt;br /&gt;then i personally bathed myself.&lt;br /&gt;after tt we watched simpsons...&lt;br /&gt;next came FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;omg we must hv watched like 1000 episodes of it lahh.&lt;br /&gt;we watched till 4:30a.m(NO JOKE OKAYY)&lt;br /&gt;then both me and my poor eyes really cnt tahann le.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;was rudely awaken just 5hrs later by the annoying dog.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the coffee shop and brunched.&lt;br /&gt;went to tien's place(shan't tell the reason why. i'm too lazy. it's too long a story)&lt;br /&gt;and finally went home.&lt;br /&gt;well slept and woke up at around 2.&lt;br /&gt;i had to go some church function.&lt;br /&gt;(to everyone tt i told tt it was actually a chi opera, IM SORRY. i messed up the events)&lt;br /&gt;yehh nw im home.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;you and your fucking lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;i can't stand it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;stop lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;admit the truth lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;stop being a complete bastard that you already are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;i just can't understand why i still like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;after all this fucking shit you made me go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;why the hell do i even care ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;fuck the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4246050728258274263?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4246050728258274263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=4246050728258274263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4246050728258274263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/4246050728258274263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/301207.html' title='301207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1591888906670902623</id><published>2007-12-28T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T06:13:10.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>281207</title><content type='html'>heyy peeps.&lt;br /&gt;well hv been going to malaysia for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;so didn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;well just went golfing (technically i didn't go. my parents went. i went to the gym)&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;to tt kiddo in my tag.&lt;br /&gt;heyy .&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW who you are.&lt;br /&gt;cut the crap,&lt;br /&gt;stop the act.&lt;br /&gt;alright??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;didn't you see??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;don't you realise??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;every thing tt i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;it was all for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;it just hurts darn alot to see you w her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;flirting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;everything you say to her hurts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i just cnt stand it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;it just HURTS ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;love sucks lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1591888906670902623?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1591888906670902623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=1591888906670902623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1591888906670902623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/1591888906670902623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/281207.html' title='281207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5475173969718516812</id><published>2007-12-26T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T05:18:38.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>261207</title><content type='html'>alright.&lt;br /&gt;so today planned to go malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;dad mum n sis were going golfing and i'd hang ardd in the library in the club.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE golfing.&lt;br /&gt;i can't understand the thrill of hitting a miniature ball w a long stick.&lt;br /&gt;well actually planned to hit the gym today.&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact tt i would be running 2.4km instead of 1.6km nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;well dad took half day leave.&lt;br /&gt;he came back home ardd 11 then we left the hse.&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived at the checkpt then we STUPIDLY realised tt we forgot to bring dad's passport.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;then dad was so mad .&lt;br /&gt;then went back to sg.&lt;br /&gt;err went cwp to hv jack's place for lunch(sis' treat)&lt;br /&gt;err then went national treasuring ...&lt;br /&gt;the movie was gd.&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;i INSIST that all of u go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;yehh then aft tt went home.&lt;br /&gt;went down to bball a tiny weeny bit/.&lt;br /&gt;went home, dnr etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;my interesting life.&lt;br /&gt;how PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIX MORE DAYS TO START OF SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomggomgomgomgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;im going sec schh soon.&lt;br /&gt;im gna be wearing the nan hua high uniform in six more days.&lt;br /&gt;im gna be able to mock primary school kids w full authority.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;what if i make no friends??&lt;br /&gt;what if i'm the odd one out??&lt;br /&gt;what ifs fill my head...&lt;br /&gt;it's just gna be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;difficult trying to make new friends again.&lt;br /&gt;difficult trying to fit in again.&lt;br /&gt;difficult trying to know everyone all over again.&lt;br /&gt;its just the vicious cycle happening agn.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm trying to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;its not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;all the things you've told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;all the times i've had w u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;they might be just crap to u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;but  for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i'll keep all those memories close to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;all i can do now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;is just wish tt you'll notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;hope tt you'll realise the hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;well maybe its just a dream im living in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;maybe i'll finally wake up one day and realise that we'll never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;but  for now, i'd still like to stay asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5475173969718516812?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5475173969718516812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5475173969718516812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5475173969718516812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5475173969718516812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/261207.html' title='261207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5198663623505326799</id><published>2007-12-25T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T07:06:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>251207</title><content type='html'>i KNOW its pathetic to blog on christmas.&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW its extremely loser to do so.&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW that it makes me seem like i've got nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;but i am still doing it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was happily asleep till sis woke up.&lt;br /&gt;she DELIBERATELY make loads of noise when she did.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i woke up right??&lt;br /&gt;then hung around for awhile being grouchy at sis.&lt;br /&gt;awhile later(i've got no idea why) my parents woke up.&lt;br /&gt;so everyone gathered around the pathetic 1m tree...&lt;br /&gt;below were a few presents.&lt;br /&gt;i got a cute painted ladybug from sis(no idea why)&lt;br /&gt;a diamond tinker bell brooch from dad(that i doubt i'll EVER wear)&lt;br /&gt;nth from mum.&lt;br /&gt;so got changed,&lt;br /&gt;and left for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;i had woonton noodles from brunch.&lt;br /&gt;was sooo full aft less then half the bowl(no idea why again)&lt;br /&gt;then aft brunch dad drove us to nan hua high&lt;br /&gt;(cause dad doesn't know how the schh looks like/how far the schh is from home)&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt went some ulu golf course to get dad's christmas gift&lt;br /&gt;(his ping golf club)&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt went queenways&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause mum felt bad tt she didnt get me a present(she presumes tt the crumpler she got me a few weeks ago would be my christmas gift)&lt;br /&gt;she got me a converse schh shoe.&lt;br /&gt;its white but i LOVE my schh shoes.&lt;br /&gt;yehh aft tt sis got new sport shoes ...&lt;br /&gt;err mum was the only 1 who went home empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt went home,&lt;br /&gt;took a change of clothes,&lt;br /&gt;hung around for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;then left home to meet tien at the bball court.&lt;br /&gt;we went there n to our amazement, hanlong was there.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like &lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;*%5E#*&amp;amp;@ing"&gt;mailto:&amp;amp;*%5E#*&amp;amp;@ing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;shan't say it.&lt;br /&gt;well so hung around for awhile, then we went back home(my hse) for dnr.&lt;br /&gt;then when we got back to the bball court we realised jared/weiruan weren't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;realised that they went 717 to play,&lt;br /&gt;then went there to find them.&lt;br /&gt;bballed(ALOT)&lt;br /&gt;finished my 2L of water(QUICKLY)&lt;br /&gt;bought 5 bottles of 1.5L water(CHEAPLY) each bottle was 40cents lahh! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;then went home(TIREDLY)&lt;br /&gt;that's my christmas.&lt;br /&gt;yehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'd like to thank god for letting in great people like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;-mummy&lt;br /&gt;-mummy&lt;br /&gt;-mummy&lt;br /&gt;-jie&lt;br /&gt;-jie&lt;br /&gt;-jie&lt;br /&gt;-huitien&lt;br /&gt;-huitien&lt;br /&gt;-ashlie&lt;br /&gt;-fiona&lt;br /&gt;-charinne&lt;br /&gt;-gladys&lt;br /&gt;-sherrin&lt;br /&gt;-ellie&lt;br /&gt;-yanfang&lt;br /&gt;-aldrich&lt;br /&gt;-qixuan&lt;br /&gt;-chyi tat&lt;br /&gt;-hari&lt;br /&gt;-nazirah&lt;br /&gt;-pamela&lt;br /&gt;-marcus&lt;br /&gt;-sooraj&lt;br /&gt;-lydia&lt;br /&gt;-xinyi&lt;br /&gt;-jason&lt;br /&gt;-daryl&lt;br /&gt;-bengyew&lt;br /&gt;-quanrui&lt;br /&gt;-esther&lt;br /&gt;-terence&lt;br /&gt;-jinhui&lt;br /&gt;-jordan&lt;br /&gt;-pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;-max&lt;br /&gt;-woonkueng&lt;br /&gt;-zuhilmi&lt;br /&gt;-peixuan&lt;br /&gt;-mengern&lt;br /&gt;-kuangxiang&lt;br /&gt;-hockseng&lt;br /&gt;-andrew&lt;br /&gt;-hafiz&lt;br /&gt;-sheryl&lt;br /&gt;-christie&lt;br /&gt;-yongzhang&lt;br /&gt;-menghon&lt;br /&gt;-wilson&lt;br /&gt;-sophia&lt;br /&gt;-charmaine&lt;br /&gt;-jieyi&lt;br /&gt;-jiaen&lt;br /&gt;-lingshuang&lt;br /&gt;-huiwen&lt;br /&gt;-shannon&lt;br /&gt;-mindy&lt;br /&gt;-peicun&lt;br /&gt;-liyi&lt;br /&gt;-peiyee&lt;br /&gt;-adrian&lt;br /&gt;-firdaus&lt;br /&gt;-aronn&lt;br /&gt;-yongcheung&lt;br /&gt;-nikki&lt;br /&gt;-ben&lt;br /&gt;-gabriel&lt;br /&gt;-kim&lt;br /&gt;-nicholas how&lt;br /&gt;-nicholas teo&lt;br /&gt;-nicholas darren&lt;br /&gt;-nicholas chan&lt;br /&gt;-nicholas chang&lt;br /&gt;-maralene&lt;br /&gt;-alex&lt;br /&gt;-alicia&lt;br /&gt;-bernice&lt;br /&gt;-dashalynn&lt;br /&gt;-joel see&lt;br /&gt;-nigel&lt;br /&gt;-teacher majella&lt;br /&gt;-joel moo&lt;br /&gt;-vin&lt;br /&gt;-MDM SNG&lt;br /&gt;-sherilyn&lt;br /&gt;-weiruan&lt;br /&gt;-jared&lt;br /&gt;-gerald&lt;br /&gt;-calvin&lt;br /&gt;-elaine&lt;br /&gt;-zhixiang&lt;br /&gt;-liwei&lt;br /&gt;-yaoquan&lt;br /&gt;-yaoqun&lt;br /&gt;-roy&lt;br /&gt;-sean&lt;br /&gt;-shawn&lt;br /&gt;-casper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've finally gotten over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe. well maybe only lahh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to his love(her) thanks for always being there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the best. thanks for everything... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to him. thanks for allowing me to hv fun ard u. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for making me laugh so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well now i LOVED u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5198663623505326799?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5198663623505326799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5198663623505326799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5198663623505326799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5198663623505326799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/251207.html' title='251207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5560559876289596011</id><published>2007-12-24T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T05:31:28.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>241207</title><content type='html'>heyy all.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;well today went cwp iamLEGENDING w tien, ah boon, nicholas and eugene..&lt;br /&gt;yehh so was rudely awakened at 10am by nicholas' fon call.&lt;br /&gt;"ehh jean. i today coming horr."&lt;br /&gt;a grouchy jean replies "orhh."&lt;br /&gt;hung up.&lt;br /&gt;yehh woke up.&lt;br /&gt;hung ard for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;took a quick bathe to settle my dry/split-ended hair from yesterday's bball.&lt;br /&gt;then left home for cwp.&lt;br /&gt;thought that i was wayyyyyy early and was planning to go library 1st.&lt;br /&gt;little did i noe tt i would c tien infront of kfc waiting...&lt;br /&gt;lol so went up to get the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;mmm 5 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;i PROUDLY paid first ^^&lt;br /&gt;then went down to popular to get some markers.&lt;br /&gt;den went even DOWNER to ground lvl meet eugene...&lt;br /&gt;then hung ard awhile waiting for nicholas and nicholas(boon)&lt;br /&gt;and u'll never guess who we saw while waiting....&lt;br /&gt;MDM NG!!!&lt;br /&gt;talked to her and told her what schh we were going too.&lt;br /&gt;omg i cnt believe it..&lt;br /&gt;i miss pri schh sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;haiz sec schh's starting in 10, 9, 8, ...&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT DAYS&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;okayy back to the pt.&lt;br /&gt;err yehh met up wit them.&lt;br /&gt;kfced&lt;br /&gt;time zoned.&lt;br /&gt;lated for movie&lt;br /&gt;pee'd.&lt;br /&gt;then went in to watch the movie&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch national treasures bt tien just REFUSED to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;yehh so watched err iamlegend.&lt;br /&gt;omg the movie's REAL gd.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;like super duper gd.&lt;br /&gt;the graphics were great lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i was like covering my eyes for half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;stupid nicholas kept throwing pop corn at me n tien n he kept BOOING us.&lt;br /&gt;yehh so aft the movie&lt;br /&gt;time-zoned&lt;br /&gt;waited&lt;br /&gt;then left.&lt;br /&gt;some details that i'd rather not go into.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess it was just never meant to be for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i just HOPED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;well all i wna say is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i like u alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i hope u understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;im really hurt today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;didn't u realise??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i guess nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;u were too busy flaunting at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i guess life's nv fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;to her(you know who u are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;dun worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;you'll forever stay as my goodest friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;no boy will ever be able to ruin our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;no matter how much i like him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;and if her is reading this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i just want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;thanks for being such a great friend for the past 2 yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i hope this friendship will last ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5560559876289596011?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5560559876289596011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5560559876289596011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5560559876289596011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5560559876289596011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/241207.html' title='241207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5290377036828781640</id><published>2007-12-23T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T07:04:51.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>231207</title><content type='html'>heyy peeps.&lt;br /&gt;yehh today received my 1st holy communion...&lt;br /&gt;stupid lahh.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot tt it was really formal de.&lt;br /&gt;then i wore my skinny jeans n a shirt tt says "mind your own bisnus and stop reading my shirt"&lt;br /&gt;lol then was soooo ps lahh.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home and ate woonton noodles.&lt;br /&gt;err then watched totally spies till three thirty^^&lt;br /&gt;went bball w tien...&lt;br /&gt;tien told me she'd be there at 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;went there only to find jared, yao quan, roy ...&lt;br /&gt;then abit ltr pok n boon came.&lt;br /&gt;talked to pok abtt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mm then vannessa and vivien came w this 2 girls i dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then started match...&lt;br /&gt;oh yarr forgot, and before start match err nicholas came...&lt;br /&gt;yehh then matched ...&lt;br /&gt;half way through at abtt FOUR O CLOCK miss limhuitien strolled in...&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;then aft awhile it started raining.,&lt;br /&gt;went under the block and took off my sport shoes and went back under the rain ...&lt;br /&gt;bball 2v2 w tien , yaoquan n casper.&lt;br /&gt;was darn fun.&lt;br /&gt;yehh then went in cause i was darn cold.&lt;br /&gt;then casper went home n then 2v2 agnn w roy, yaoquan n tien..&lt;br /&gt;yehh was loads n buckets of fun lahh.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;tmr going i am legending w tien , and maybe boon n nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;haiz kindda sick now.&lt;br /&gt;sniffing n coffing like crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;i can't understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;why do you still exist??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;well u do in my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;it just hurts me so much that ur in love w her ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;well but what can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;just looking on from behind the shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;wishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;if YOU ever read  this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;i just want to tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;i hope you understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self- TIEN IS A BOOBIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5290377036828781640?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5290377036828781640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=5290377036828781640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5290377036828781640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/5290377036828781640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/231207.html' title='231207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-7317437222989881557</id><published>2007-12-22T02:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T05:55:37.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>221207</title><content type='html'>Im BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;from living under a rock.&lt;br /&gt;to all those who missed me so much,&lt;br /&gt;IM BACK&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;i got 245+2 for psle.&lt;br /&gt;a PATHETIC 245+2 for psle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opted for nan hua high.&lt;br /&gt;got in ...&lt;br /&gt;im now offically a NANHUARIAN&lt;br /&gt;jean the nanhuarian,&lt;br /&gt;sounds good, doesn't it??&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;jieyi and charm also opted for nan hua.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;haiz now im the ONLY 1 in admps to get into nan hua.&lt;br /&gt;kindda regret it now.&lt;br /&gt;was really lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;arrived at nan hua abit late...&lt;br /&gt;err ard 8:36..&lt;br /&gt;went into the sch.&lt;br /&gt;im telling u.&lt;br /&gt;the sec1 registration was DARN DARN DARN grand in nan hua high lahh.&lt;br /&gt;there were like npcc personell outside the schh(i think it's npcc)&lt;br /&gt;and like schh consellors all over the schh&lt;br /&gt;saw charm's sis on the way to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;then she was like "heyyyyy!! jean!! wa only one again frm admps ehh??"&lt;br /&gt;at first i was like.&lt;br /&gt;wtf..&lt;br /&gt;i stared at her then ehh&lt;br /&gt;realised she looked way alot like charm.&lt;br /&gt;so knew it was charm's sis.&lt;br /&gt;then i laughed ...&lt;br /&gt;was sooo shocked.&lt;br /&gt;went to settle down in the ULTRA GINORMAS AIRCONDITIONED hall.&lt;br /&gt;and like ardd 8:50 then the principal came in.&lt;br /&gt;he crapped till like 10:30 lahh.&lt;br /&gt;then some other teacher came in and talked abtt the tablet pc programme.&lt;br /&gt;then saw loads of geeks ardd me starting to get interested.&lt;br /&gt;they were like.&lt;br /&gt;"omg i think i can get in lahh..."&lt;br /&gt;duno wad crap lahh.&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt waited for registration.&lt;br /&gt;haiz was so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;was msging nicholas chang n talking to ash on the fon.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of nan hua pri schh girls infront of me was like talking abtt me..&lt;br /&gt;saying i dunno wad trying to act darn popular lidat.&lt;br /&gt;stoopppiiddd or stooooppppiiddd??&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz darn sad.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking lonely in that freak schh in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;looked sooo pathetic lahh.&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;today the whole day was like thinking.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT&lt;br /&gt;wondering if opting for nan hua was a HUGE mistake...&lt;br /&gt;i hope it isnt,,&lt;br /&gt;well life isn't always fair, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested to go watch national treasure w me??&lt;br /&gt;i really wna watch the movie&lt;br /&gt;heard it was darn good.&lt;br /&gt;but no1 wna go w me.&lt;br /&gt;i ask tien then she kept like giving excuses..&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;msg me ...&lt;br /&gt;whoever wna go okayy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i hate myself for being so pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;why cnt i just learn to forget u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;but however hard u try, u always manage to appear again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;why me of all ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;yesterday left me a terrible impression of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;no matter how hard i try, i still cant forget u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;forget it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;this section shouldn't be here anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;no1 would bother to read it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i shouldn't waste my time typing this, but i still secretly wish u would read this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7317437222989881557?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7317437222989881557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7317437222989881557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7317437222989881557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7317437222989881557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/221207.html' title='221207'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-147680566252792323</id><published>2007-09-15T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T05:49:01.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>150907</title><content type='html'>my day was perfect&lt;br /&gt;but my special someone ruined it...&lt;br /&gt;i was just being nice...&lt;br /&gt;i thought tt perhaps you were just tired tt day&lt;br /&gt;but no you snapped at me again today&lt;br /&gt;do you know how hurtful it is for me?&lt;br /&gt;do you understand the pain?&lt;br /&gt;i SERIOUSLY doubt so&lt;br /&gt;hurt so badly tt i'll never be able to love again..&lt;br /&gt;you just don't get it right?&lt;br /&gt;i think you should know how much i like you right?&lt;br /&gt;i think you should be able to sense it right?/&lt;br /&gt;but you still ignore&lt;br /&gt;you still hurt me&lt;br /&gt;today is the day tt i give up&lt;br /&gt;move on.&lt;br /&gt;forget....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-147680566252792323?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/147680566252792323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=147680566252792323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/147680566252792323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/147680566252792323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/150907.html' title='150907'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-8474051188889015368</id><published>2007-09-13T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T04:21:36.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>130907</title><content type='html'>i am SOSOSOSOOSOSOSOSO friggin maddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN ONG  _ _ _ himself.&lt;br /&gt;shall not speak of the word.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt believe it&lt;br /&gt;is he seeking attention or something?&lt;br /&gt;when i confronted him he just act as if nothing was DARN WRONG&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN ONG&lt;br /&gt;if u EVEREVER read this,&lt;br /&gt;all i want to tell you is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really care about you&lt;br /&gt;if you really are stress you can talk to me&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;do NOT _ _ _ yourself........&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me on seeing that alright??&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shocked today&lt;br /&gt;asked peicun wad was his score...&lt;br /&gt;average was 91.8% lahhh!&lt;br /&gt;almost 10 marks higher then our class' highest...&lt;br /&gt;which happens to be 82%&lt;br /&gt;and is scored by yours truely!&lt;br /&gt;my mum was like darn happy when i told her i was first...&lt;br /&gt;first time in my 6 yrs of education tt i've been in 1/2/3&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-8474051188889015368?l=complicati0n.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-8163738108239950265.post-7876939694246607361</id><published>2007-09-10T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T04:32:44.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100907</title><content type='html'>this is going to be a short post.&lt;br /&gt;school's just only started again and i'm just BUMMED&lt;br /&gt;so much work&lt;br /&gt;englishmathsciencesupplimentoryclassestutionchurchballetchinesetutionhighermothertongue&lt;br /&gt;and i HAVE to juggle all that in 1 week...&lt;br /&gt;inclusive of sleeping okayy!&lt;br /&gt;and homework&lt;br /&gt;and assignments...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not getting enough of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i have tution tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but really wondering whether i should go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;feel like coming home to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;but then,&lt;br /&gt;i need tt tution&lt;br /&gt;MY SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;1 more mark to A&lt;br /&gt;74)):&lt;br /&gt;found out tt st nicholas girls' agr is 252&lt;br /&gt;and anderson's is 249....&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to get in to this schools w a pathetic 246 for prelims?!?!????&lt;br /&gt;arghh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the STUPID pre-PSLE paper is starting tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;i am SERIOUSLY against this pre-psle paper.&lt;br /&gt;with only about 3 more weeks to psle,&lt;br /&gt;this pre-psle paper is just wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt tt the teachers will even have time to finish going through it.&lt;br /&gt;so its just DUMB&lt;br /&gt;waste of time&lt;br /&gt;collation of stress.&lt;br /&gt;darn the stupid pre-psle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next monday's injection day,&lt;br /&gt;and after tt on the SAMEDAY will be the dumb pre-psle math paper.&lt;br /&gt;makes PERFECT sense right??&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to mug my ass off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-7876939694246607361?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7876939694246607361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=7876939694246607361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7876939694246607361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/7876939694246607361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/100907.html' title='100907'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-5402956952379053401</id><published>2007-09-06T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:01:36.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>060907</title><content type='html'>i know i shouldn't be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be doing something more meaningful than this right now&lt;br /&gt;something like mugging.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored/tired/grumpy&lt;br /&gt;just let me blog okayy???&lt;br /&gt;PSLE is coming in 26days and ending in 33days..&lt;br /&gt;omg i so can't wait!!(for it to end, not start...)&lt;br /&gt;when causeway point w mum and sis today&lt;br /&gt;before tt was tution&lt;br /&gt;blahblahBLAH&lt;br /&gt;all crap-.-&lt;br /&gt;shall not continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though its going to be less than 4 months before i get into a secondary sch,&lt;br /&gt;it seems miles away.&lt;br /&gt;all the ppl arond me are starting to make plans about their future sch&lt;br /&gt;and there doesn't seem to be anyone like me&lt;br /&gt;nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;no plans.&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it..&lt;br /&gt;why make so many decisions now and be terribly dissapointed later?/&lt;br /&gt;why not just mug REAL hard now and make all the decisions later...&lt;br /&gt;its just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to next yr&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder what it'll be like in secondary school&lt;br /&gt;will miss all the times now.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;time cannot be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;some memories this yr i'd rather forget&lt;br /&gt;others i hope i'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-5402956952379053401?l=complicati0n.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-8163738108239950265.post-4391310223758282734</id><published>2007-09-04T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T06:45:32.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>040907</title><content type='html'>feeling down and out right now...&lt;br /&gt;nothing goes right today...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up and accidently dropped my phone into a bowl of water and it died out on me.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school to tell my supposed to be friends but they just appluaded me.&lt;br /&gt;great friends??&lt;br /&gt;i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;have been keeping this in for soo long.&lt;br /&gt;i've had just about enough of them...&lt;br /&gt;vaglurities, critism, thinking you're prefect, mocking others, pressuring me to do things tt i REALLY don't want to, i've had just about ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;went back home and quarrel with my mum&lt;br /&gt;came back and found out tt he actually found me as a buggish pest.&lt;br /&gt;rather amusing day, wasn't it???&lt;br /&gt;full of crapping rubbish....&lt;br /&gt;everything just has to happen in one day doesn't it??&lt;br /&gt;now i don't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;it really made me stop and wonder really really deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is life for??&lt;br /&gt;what's it's porposed??&lt;br /&gt;why do we wake up everyday in the morning??&lt;br /&gt;i'm not viewing this questions as like question of sucuide.&lt;br /&gt;more of curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;like why???&lt;br /&gt;why this and not tt??&lt;br /&gt;why here and not there??&lt;br /&gt;questions flood my mind...&lt;br /&gt;millions of them..&lt;br /&gt;like why did he have to pour cold water over my already extremely cold day??&lt;br /&gt;suddenly finding myself stare out of the world wondering "what ifs...."&lt;br /&gt;i guess life is just like tt.&lt;br /&gt;full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;but why does MY life consist of downs and never ups??&lt;br /&gt;in love, in school, in education, in ballet...&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just how it makes uniquely jean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know dealing with heartbreaks is just one of the downs in life.&lt;br /&gt;but why now??&lt;br /&gt;why me??&lt;br /&gt;why him??&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand a lot of this.&lt;br /&gt;one of which is this.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its like tt ain't it??&lt;br /&gt;hurt...&lt;br /&gt;nothing expresses it...&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;nothing in the whole..&lt;br /&gt;off to think,&lt;br /&gt;cya all...&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-4391310223758282734?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4391310223758282734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>020907</title><content type='html'>URGH&lt;br /&gt;i had a sudden urgh to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its the stress of PSLE working on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day&lt;br /&gt;was darn fun this year!!&lt;br /&gt;arrived at school at around 6:30&lt;br /&gt;had exactly promised fiona to reach at 6:20&lt;br /&gt;but was late(as USUAL)&lt;br /&gt;RAN all the way to our classroom&lt;br /&gt;was still really dark and i was really spooked.&lt;br /&gt;then turned on the lights and started doodling on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;fiona started on her dedication on the HUGE GINORMAS card.&lt;br /&gt;then esther came.&lt;br /&gt;then gladys came.&lt;br /&gt;then pei xuan came.&lt;br /&gt;THEN FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;at 6:45,&lt;br /&gt;a groggy looking ashlie arrive W/O our card!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she took one part of the card home and never brought it back!!&lt;br /&gt;darn it!&lt;br /&gt;i was so flustered and nervous&lt;br /&gt;she last minute-d the card&lt;br /&gt;and it still was fine...&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall dripping with sweat and 2seconds before being late....&lt;br /&gt;did the dumb acers' day exercise.&lt;br /&gt;then when everyone was picking up their bags me and ashlie said tt we had to go to the loo.&lt;br /&gt;then we RANRANRANRAN to the classroom&lt;br /&gt;inserted the cd and waited and waited and wait for the dumb song to load&lt;br /&gt;the stupid computer was so old and slow and mdm sng arrived before the song started playing...&lt;br /&gt;not exactly what we were planning for...&lt;br /&gt;BUSTED&lt;br /&gt;played the song and was all emotional then((:&lt;br /&gt;then everyone presented their gifts to mdm sng&lt;br /&gt;alot of ppl gave her FOOODD&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;sabotaged her...&lt;br /&gt;it was then tt i finally realised.&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be the last few months tt i'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'll ever be going back.&lt;br /&gt;it was then tt emotions i couldn't describe overwhelmed me.&lt;br /&gt;nothing could describe what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;even myself can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;sad?&lt;br /&gt;happy?&lt;br /&gt;sorrowful?&lt;br /&gt;elated??&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;went for chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;mr yap was so shocked when i gave him the pineapple tarts.&lt;br /&gt;he was like "ni zhi ji zhuo de??"&lt;br /&gt;translated = you made it by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;the answer was nope.&lt;br /&gt;me and my mum made it TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;then we had chinese class as pernormal(BOO)&lt;br /&gt;then during recess went to put mdm chan's present in her locker.&lt;br /&gt;after recess we went back up to the hall and had the teacher's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;was great and involved throat-killing cheering and loads of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;the whole school cohard was really HIGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;it was darndarndarndarndarndarndarndarn fun&lt;br /&gt;then after school me, gladys, fiona, mindy and ashlie played spider web for 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;gladys kept pestering us tt she wanted to play it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;must have been a wired connected wrongly in her&lt;br /&gt;saw loads of hunks in our school.&lt;br /&gt;i really couldn't believe our school had so many handsome/pretty ppl in the past.&lt;br /&gt;look whats happening now...)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and ate mcdonalds for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;then went to play basketball with terence and jinhui...&lt;br /&gt;they looked sooo cute&lt;br /&gt;so short and cute&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then went to get some drinks when kx called.&lt;br /&gt;he came and some ppl took over our court.&lt;br /&gt;sat at the playground and listened to music.&lt;br /&gt;then CME called and said he wanted to come.&lt;br /&gt;it was then tt i decided i wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;i knew if i stayed i would start quarreling with him again.&lt;br /&gt;stood up to leave when i saw him coming...&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;i walked towards the lift and guess who i saw???&lt;br /&gt;KIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;chatted and went home......&lt;br /&gt;tired and exhuasted i ploped on the bed and wished i would NEVER wake up&lt;br /&gt;but i did in the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church carrying two HUGE bottles of extremely heavy coke.&lt;br /&gt;then we had a test...&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to look up for words from the bible&lt;br /&gt;was copying maralened/alex the WHOLE time...&lt;br /&gt;then we had the party.&lt;br /&gt;teacher brought sandwiches tt no one ate.&lt;br /&gt;joel was holding the paper plates and piling it with curry puffs .&lt;br /&gt;vince was whining cause i drink from the huge bottle of coke and my lips touched the cover.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;was really funnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;bernice was like...&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;except tt i was still mad at her...&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for ballet and sweated my ass off again due to the fact tt huixian has been missing ballet classes.&lt;br /&gt;and we had to repeat and repeat the steps.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;went to the sony expo thing with my family.&lt;br /&gt;dad and sis went to look for a new laptop while mum and me went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new jacket and a pair of green jeans...&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;was the shop L.P zone??&lt;br /&gt;or I.P zone??&lt;br /&gt;must go and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;now i'll go mug&lt;br /&gt;and hope i do well enough for PSLE to get into ST.nicholas...&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-637784319322749758?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/637784319322749758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>270807</title><content type='html'>today totally ROCKED&lt;br /&gt;feeling sooooooo high now!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what world??&lt;br /&gt;i got 92/100 for math!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i never expected this!!!&lt;br /&gt;before i went up to collect my paper&lt;br /&gt;i was like turning around and saying to tien&lt;br /&gt;tt like "die already... i was over-confident. sure darn low 1!!"&lt;br /&gt;and i got this...&lt;br /&gt;i practically dropped dead...&lt;br /&gt;i thought there was maybe a mix-up in the papers...&lt;br /&gt;cause i always STINKED at math...&lt;br /&gt;darn it....&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't seem too happy.&lt;br /&gt;then i would have looked like a complete retard&lt;br /&gt;my almost bestie got only 70++&lt;br /&gt;the last exam she got 96...&lt;br /&gt;so she was darn dissapointed...&lt;br /&gt;its going to be alright ashlie!!!&lt;br /&gt;mug HARDER&lt;br /&gt;harder then you'll EVER EVER mug...&lt;br /&gt;alright???      ((:&lt;br /&gt;there was a lot of noticable mistakes in my paper....&lt;br /&gt;1hr after 8:45a.m was 10a.m&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;let me boast a bit alright??((:&lt;br /&gt;english paper 1&lt;br /&gt;continuous writing- 34/40&lt;br /&gt;situational writing-12/15&lt;br /&gt;im really dissapointed with my situational writing results..&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;expected a 15!!&lt;br /&gt;and this is going out to kim...&lt;br /&gt;darling i'm SOOOOOOOOO proud of u!!!&lt;br /&gt;u improved in ALL your results!!!&lt;br /&gt;don't fret!!&lt;br /&gt;your doing GREAT&lt;br /&gt;study hard((:&lt;br /&gt;chi paper 2 booklet A-42/50&lt;br /&gt;science booklet A-48/60&lt;br /&gt;i was over-confident...&lt;br /&gt;took the science paper too lightly...&lt;br /&gt;i thought i did alright the last time so i'll do alright now..&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't....&lt;br /&gt;i've got to stop letting my confidence get the better of me...&lt;br /&gt;english over all i got 81/100&lt;br /&gt;first in class tied with fiona....&lt;br /&gt;fiona improved DARN a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to be scared.&lt;br /&gt;the closer it is to the PSLE&lt;br /&gt;the lesser i want to mug...&lt;br /&gt;i totally didn't mug for my prelims and my science totally dipped...&lt;br /&gt;the closer it is to PSLE&lt;br /&gt;the lazier i turn&lt;br /&gt;the more i want to just do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;althought my brain is telling me its high time i start to study,&lt;br /&gt;my body does nothing tt my brain tells to it...&lt;br /&gt;freak...&lt;br /&gt;i'm already lazy&lt;br /&gt;but i'm turning LAZIER&lt;br /&gt;hellppppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling like going blading suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand a lot of things now...&lt;br /&gt;like why you are so self-centered???&lt;br /&gt;i don't really get the human race sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i don't exist on the earth long enough for me to make ANY right desicions...&lt;br /&gt;i make wrong desicions all the time..&lt;br /&gt;like choosing WRONG FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;tts a classic example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting the "i shouldn't be doing this now" feeling again...&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go TRY and mug again.&lt;br /&gt;oh well but it never works.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try just for the sake of trying&lt;br /&gt;will fill you ppl in on my other results again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-6264186409157373222?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6264186409157373222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163738108239950265&amp;postID=6264186409157373222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6264186409157373222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163738108239950265/posts/default/6264186409157373222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicati0n.blogspot.com/2007/08/270807.html' title='270807'/><author><name>jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14741819513429675098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8163738108239950265.post-1253053824252807159</id><published>2007-08-26T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T07:48:35.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>260807</title><content type='html'>i finally redid my blog.&lt;br /&gt;it was a mess...&lt;br /&gt;i have loads to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;church mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really CAN'T stand it/them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE having to act ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE having to pretend to like you ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS&lt;br /&gt;show some respect.&lt;br /&gt;i know its difficult,&lt;br /&gt;but try!&lt;br /&gt;i don't let you in on MY secrets&lt;br /&gt;tt's cause you ppl do not let me trust you!&lt;br /&gt;i talk to nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;tt's cause you ppl do not talk to me!&lt;br /&gt;i ignore you ppl.&lt;br /&gt;tt's cause you ppl ignore me!&lt;br /&gt;you think this is really fun??&lt;br /&gt;it really MAKES ME SICK&lt;br /&gt;you ppl think i like nicholas?&lt;br /&gt;oh PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE&lt;br /&gt;i have to know something important about someone.&lt;br /&gt;so i go and confront his bestfriend which happpens to be nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;and you ppl claim tt i like nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;and spread UNTRUE rumors about me.&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough alright!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHAT YOU PPL ARE DOING BEHIND MY BACK&lt;br /&gt;DON'T NEED TO ACT ALL INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;you ppl are pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;you like him then GO TELL HIM&lt;br /&gt;if you don't want to then don't blame him for talking to me!&lt;br /&gt;DARN IT MAN&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry but this is the bare hurtful truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you act all nice.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you lie about you 1000 boyfriends in school.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pretend to act cute.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you always want attention.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pretend to always know everything.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you always try to pour cold water over ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pressure ppl into doing things.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you act all nice infront of joel.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pretend to really like me.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you always pretned to know joel really well.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you show-off your second-hand v3 and claim tt it's first-hand&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pretend that you're really popular in school.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you always roll your eyes at me.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you always blame everyone/everything else but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you show-off the only neoprint you ever took.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you lie tt ben is really good to you.&lt;br /&gt;i HATE the way you pretend to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT a coward.&lt;br /&gt;i AM talking about bernice teo..&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you're causing me to feel like crap...&lt;br /&gt;i ain't perfect..&lt;br /&gt;i know tt.&lt;br /&gt;so neither are you..&lt;br /&gt;stop ganging up with maralene/alex/alicia to bully me..&lt;br /&gt;i have had enough of you ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was alright..&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 wanted us to write about seeing a group of my school mates misbehaving.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;even said tt the boys were sniffing glue...&lt;br /&gt;is my imagination too wild??&lt;br /&gt;hmm ended my 7 page novel saying tt they were thrown into the boy's home.. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but math prelims was total CRAP&lt;br /&gt;the dumb paper was quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;but the last few questions tt provided students 4/5 marks for every correct answer,&lt;br /&gt;it HAD to have sooo many errors!!&lt;br /&gt;the teachers were also SENSIBLE enough to stop all the 6-8 errors in the last half hour of the paper!&lt;br /&gt;and as compensation for us wasting 1hr to stare at the dumb questions,&lt;br /&gt;they gave us bonus 5 mins...&lt;br /&gt;what a GREAT increase of time!&lt;br /&gt;darn it!&lt;br /&gt;and the DUMB last question tt would have provided me with 5 marks,&lt;br /&gt;it was some question asking about some pie or something.&lt;br /&gt;the correct answer was an answer tt was with decimal...&lt;br /&gt;like 50.23 or something.&lt;br /&gt;so what the question was stating was tt the guy cut the pie up into 100 pieces!&lt;br /&gt;darn it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was okayy.&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out after reading the first question in the paper and totally regretted not studying properly.&lt;br /&gt;the question asked what gases did the stomata allow to enter into it?&lt;br /&gt;-oxygen&lt;br /&gt;-carbon dioxide&lt;br /&gt;-water vapour&lt;br /&gt;i totally flipped and choose tt all three could enter.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i was correct.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll NEVER not study again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmt paper was darn unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;it was even easier then the chi paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi paper 2 was alright.&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 almost killed me.&lt;br /&gt;they wanted us to write about one incident tt made your heart ache...&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell off my chair.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't think of what to write..&lt;br /&gt;my mind went BLANK&lt;br /&gt;in the end couldn't finish the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english paper 2 - 72/95&lt;br /&gt;hmt paper 2 - 47half/60&lt;br /&gt;not really satisfactory....&lt;br /&gt;i expected more for english...&lt;br /&gt;i really want to beat 6challenge's first in class for english...&lt;br /&gt;tts my target.&lt;br /&gt;i need to work on my compositions...)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10:45pm in the night now.&lt;br /&gt;im tired....&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog again soon...&lt;br /&gt;but im quite busy with ballet/tution/school/school&lt;br /&gt;i really love ballet...((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163738108239950265-1253053824252807159?l=complicati0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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