<?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-24974117</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:02:53.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H Y P O C R I T E</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24974117.post-116297917572375133</id><published>2006-11-08T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:46:15.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyy ppl. i've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cross-hatch.blogspot.com"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- ban jia le :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;btw. the new blog has no tagboard yet. will put it up later. kinda lazy to do it now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chill`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24974117-116297917572375133?l=wishin-upon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/116297917572375133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24974117&amp;postID=116297917572375133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/116297917572375133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/116297917572375133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/2006/11/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24974117.post-114666014107270694</id><published>2006-05-03T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T05:42:21.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H Y P O C R I T E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;i so bloody well remember saying that if the stupid programe doesn't co-operate wit me and doesn't successfully burn e video or smth liddat. i was going to cut it, slash it, and multilate it. and tt's what i'm going to do. crap that prog la. make me do for so many days only to tell me there's an error. n the worst part was. it deleted all my photos inside. so i had to download all the pictures again and jus rearrange them. SHIT la! arghs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nvm. what happened yest during social studies mid-years was dumb. i tell u DUMB. we had like 1h and 30 mins to finish the whole bloody short paper la. then is like i was so happy because then i thought i could finish early and slp after i finish it all at least check it. HOWEVER, (haven't u noticed that recently i've got a habit of putting caps as and when i love to? but that's besides the pt.) i started to nod off when the teacher announced that the paper begins now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;impressive eh? tt's not all. i am able to multitask i guess. in the midst of dozing off, i managed to squeeze out smth from my wonderful&lt;em&gt;lest&lt;/em&gt; head by writing / answering qn 1(a). and (b) i guess. i only did these 2 qn in half and hour. i'm impressed by my record. seriously! then i read thru wat i had written after i was fully awake. i discovered that i myself din understand what i was writing la. shit myself. i stared at my watch for 5 whole mins before starting on the paper again. i wonder what was gg thru my big &lt;em&gt;wonderfullest &lt;/em&gt;brain. gasp! i had 2 structured essay qns and only had 45 mins left PLUS i had 4 SBQ. shit! i thought. but in the end i managed to finish the paper as the teacher was lenient enough to jus extend the time by a tinnie winnie bit here n there. =) ahh.. finally one burden is off my shoulder. i still got another 7 more burdens.(btw i count exams as stress n burdens too.. heh.) okay so that's just abt yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;today was eng paper. it was quite easy la. so nothing much to comment bout it. only thing is that if i ever fail my eng paper. i'll be devastated. crap.screw.shit. i told Mdm Zaibon that i might jus fail my bloody POA paper in e Mid-year. she was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her- &lt;/em&gt;"i've got confidence in you. do you know ur trading, PnL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me-&lt;/em&gt; (in the least confident tone) "i don't know how to classify... ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her-&lt;/em&gt; silent then "i'm sure you can do it. your ct results quite okay(my only A lo.. and it's an A2 onli.. haii.. )so i expect good results from you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me-&lt;/em&gt; i don't know what to reply so jus laugh lo. n kept quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;hmm.. so what do i treat the silence as? does it mean that i can't do it or does it mean that i can. shit la. craps. my mom's chasing me off the com saying she wants to use it. blah. when i don't wanna use she dun wanna use. shoots onli la. &lt;em&gt;basket&lt;/em&gt;. --&gt; shoot into basket. argh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;veRa-&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/24974117-114666014107270694?l=wishin-upon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/114666014107270694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24974117&amp;postID=114666014107270694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114666014107270694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114666014107270694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/2006/05/h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e_03.html' title='H Y P O C R I T E'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24974117.post-114642089091750921</id><published>2006-05-01T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T11:14:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H Y P O C R I T E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;010506&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;1.58 a.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;here i am sitting on my chair. waiting to rot away for time has been much too kind to give me loads of itself. actually i'm talking crap. it's almost 2 in the morning and i'm waiting for some prog to finally load finish. HOWEVER, if this prog screws up on me i'm gonna cut slash n multilate it. waste of my precious time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;it is torturing to the mind and body to know that the exams are jus on the next day n yet preparation has not been made. crap! it is difficult to study when one is at home wit the inviting sounds of the tv and computer (esp. if ur bro is sitting there playing the whole day). however much i wanna jus study to boost n improve my results. it seems fruitless. i lack the discipline and determination. actually i don't. i jus DON'T LACK in laziness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;n i saw him. ahh.. so heavenly. wat the hell i talking onli. now it's 2.04. it takes me 6 minutes to type a short post up til here. stooopid la. whateva. i wanna go migrate la. i don't care. i wanna go to australia. someone drop / sponsor me the money NOW!!! lemme go to Perth, Sydney, Melbourne. whateva. just australia. hello? can anyone hear me. argh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;mayb i'm currently suffocating in the amt of stress that's building up and going crazieeeeeeee.. eesh myself. i'm bored. someone entertain me. no one's online though. okay i'm starting to think that my posts have become some shitty crap that is R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D. jackass. but it's okay. i highly doubt anyone interesting reads it anyway. but i'm still dying of boredom. i wanna study (OMG! did i jus say that?) but i feel super lazy and after the prog is done i'm gonna plonk on e bed n go to my dreamland where i can meet him.. ahh.. sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;i love talking to my new-found australian frens ever since that exchange prog. they r so cool. i wanna kidnap them and make them my siblings. i'll insert my blood into them so we would b related. i'll extract DNA from them n inject into myself then i'll haf blonde hair n be taller. i'm short la.(1.58m onli) shit la. so mani ppl taller. make me feel so demoralised n zi bei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;it's still not done yet. and another 6 mins have passed. when will it be done? arghhx.. crap la. good bye i have no more patience left to spare. doodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24974117-114642089091750921?l=wishin-upon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/114642089091750921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24974117&amp;postID=114642089091750921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114642089091750921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114642089091750921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/2006/05/h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e.html' title='H Y P O C R I T E'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24974117.post-114632855762948288</id><published>2006-04-30T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T11:00:02.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H Y P O C R I T E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahh.. the normal crap shit of a day. well. basically left the blog untouched for probably quite some time alr rite? reasons being:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Laziness - that's so common (in me aniwae)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. CRAP SHIT - pardon e language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. no comments to add actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so basically it was just for fun.. (huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok being &lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt;. i couldn't have been bothered to jus change e whole template over again n delete all e older posts again.. so in the end i had a faster way of doing it. jus making a new URL. crap but it's so much faster. although i would seriously need more time to jus edit the stuff here and there la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today went swimming. can u believe it. i actually went swimming. Lol it isn't anithing surprising la. but when i went for tuition i kinda fell aslp. (i'm such a pig!) out of the 4 hours i spent there. i tink at max i only utilized abt estimated 1 hour for doing MATH alone. i mean what else can you do during math tuition la. at least the teacher's nice. he didn't bother to wake me up or i would have thrown tantrums. i mean you can't deprive a person who desperately yearns for her slp rite? (not so exaggerating la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after tuition. went to godma's hse for dinner.i was supposed to have gone to e library to study. instead i went to her hse. e motive : TO STUDY.. (gosh i can't believe i'm actually saying that). anyway i WAS supposed to study. instead (I KNEW IT) i went to watch tv. till e programme was over. then went for dinner. where in the world did i find time to study? naturally i didn't. crap.screw.shit. arghx.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;later on jus went to pick Val up.. on e way met wit a slight accident. we kinda banged into e car in front of us. why? BECAUSE THIS BRAINLESS PERSON WENT TO &lt;strong&gt;JAM BRAKE &lt;/strong&gt;WHEN THE TRAFFIC LIGHT TURNED &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMBER&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL DID HE THINK HE WAS DOING?!?! and daddy was kinda going at a fast speed though not speeding due to the bends in the road. and car kissed car. the guy seemed like a PR more then a local. he seemed timid or conservative. crap him. then he wanted daddy's contact no. n name n email etc n daddy refused to giv it to him. jus asking him to copy down e car plate no. n left. lucky daddy didn't blow up as he usually did. n we left. ciaox to that guy. tmr or rather later. they gonna go down to e insurance company to settle this ting. my car got a lil bent. but not as bad as that guy's car la. woops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n jus yestd this Sec 5 guy in my sch got knocked down by a SBS bus jus outside my sch. unfortunately. he was jay-walking. stupidity. he prob din see e bus which was kinda lame. it seriously caused a scene outside my sch. he wasn't bleeding so we all suspected he had internal bleeding. which is much more serious n more fatal. wonder if he'll survive. not being sarcastic here okay. n the teachers had a meeting till 6 plus debating if they shld consider tis as a sch issue or prob as it happened jus outside sch compound. i was kinda kay-po. wanted to stay n listen but didn't cos it was seriously getting late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so wat's up wit the world lately? why are there so mani accidents happening. crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*i seriously enjoyed the talk wit SHARON at east coast jus now. so funny la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"the romantic sight in front of us brought out the mood" - &lt;em&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;considering if i shld jus go back to youth la. wonder if i still feel like a part of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahh. crap.screw.shit me.&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/24974117-114632855762948288?l=wishin-upon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/114632855762948288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24974117&amp;postID=114632855762948288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114632855762948288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114632855762948288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/2006/04/h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e.html' title='H Y P O C R I T E'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-24974117.post-114363239968953052</id><published>2006-03-29T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T03:39:59.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H Y P O C R I T E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"you ass.. i hole.. we asshole.." &lt;em&gt;quoted from me- about me n my sis.. lol.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"assholes come in pairs la" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.. i told that to my sister.. i mean seriously.. u go around u see ppl who are darn idiotic coming in pairs rite.. not tt i'm trying to suan anyone..though i got one perfect example in my head.. heh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday 28.03.06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd had this workshop tingy called celebrate life! workshop or smth liddat.. n i tink it was meant to be our sexuality education? saw this abortion tape where the foetus eyeballs were out n the hands n legs were broken n being picked up by the tweezers.. gosh that was so darn gross la.. then the baby was like floating in this liquid tingy.. so gross.. ABORTION IS SICK! DON'T DO IT! i tink they showed us tt video was to psycho everyone we know not to go abortion if we hear anything about it? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. den they talked abt case studies asking u what would u do if ur fren Jill comes up to u n tells u tt her bf wans to go &lt;em&gt;'all the way'&lt;/em&gt;  some said do it.. jus follow ur heart.. most said marriage before sex.. n there's tis grp which said "sex after marriage helps to keep ur marriage together n &lt;em&gt;more fun&lt;/em&gt;".. lol.. quite funny la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;love is not a feeling.. it is an action.. therefore u can love your enemies.. love is self-giving and selflessness.. blahblahblah.. i couldn't rmb the rest cos it was like so boring till i fell aslp esp the part where he asked us to visualise in our minds a case scenario..i immediately fell to a deep slp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n ohh.. lesson was onli for 35mins.. that was the best part of the whole day.. n we had choir after school.. which i can't be bothered to elaborate.. nth to elaborate about anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today.. 29.03.06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;school.. as usual.. but since it's a wed we went later like about 8 or so? since school started at 9.. first lesson was history.. okayy la.. i didn't do my ws..so i took julie's paper.. luckily i did tt cos cher called on me to ans one qn which was taught ytd but i couldn't seem to rmb s i was busy slping.. so tired.. i stared at the teacher.. expecting him to shoot me a qn as usual.. but he didn't .. so i sat there staring at him.. n i was telling julie "&lt;em&gt;oh shit.. what's the answer? shit.. tell me quick.." &lt;/em&gt;den teacher say jus giv crap ans instead of jus laughing n smiling awae.. hee.. den i gave the ans.. he was like good... blahblah n went on about the chapter.. hist was okayy.. i love history.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chem.. nth much.. 1 period onli.. come n go.. den we had poa.. i was so scared cos i din do my hw.. budden i realised tt i did it last wk during the library period.. woops.. scare me for nth.. i simply love poa.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;maths.. in com lab for 2 periods looking at the retarded lead portal.. though i thought the calculator was cute n nice.. hee.. n also quite interesting for some topics.. den stared at teacher while she was teaching.. onli to realise i din hav a clue bout what she was saying.. shucks.. i better buck up on that topic la.. jia you in my maths la.. i gotta pass math.. no matter wat.. hopefully i study after saying all that.. yikes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;english for 2 periods + afternoon programme.. so in total 3 periods? for the first time.. eng wasn't so boring after all.. after all.. we were all doing compre for almost 2 whole periods while she talked n scolded for one period.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n the day ended.. finally.. walked home wit caroliine.. so fun la..i'm gonna do tt again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ciaos.. i better start to do qt often n try to go to church more often.. i'm slacking n backsliding.. shit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;`&lt;em&gt;i'm starting to dread tuition.. some1 find me another nice n GOOD.. i stress on good math tuition teacher who can help me pls.. i'm dying.. haiis.. &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/24974117-114363239968953052?l=wishin-upon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/feeds/114363239968953052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24974117&amp;postID=114363239968953052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114363239968953052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24974117/posts/default/114363239968953052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishin-upon.blogspot.com/2006/03/h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e.html' title='H Y P O C R I T E'/><author><name>veRa-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03463042387334116246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
