<?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-3968964155869668090</id><updated>2011-07-29T14:59:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emptywhispers-x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1542499288983975997</id><published>2010-07-03T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:13:01.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime I read a good book, I actually feel tempted to write one. One that can touch others' hearts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyes, I've moved to tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1542499288983975997?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1542499288983975997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/07/everytime-i-read-good-book-i-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1542499288983975997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1542499288983975997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/07/everytime-i-read-good-book-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1936354937399427961</id><published>2010-06-27T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:11:54.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New term, new semester, new beginning.&lt;div&gt;I'm really hoping that it'll all go smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that I'll become more disciplined, less distracted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm really praying, hard.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1936354937399427961?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1936354937399427961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-term-new-semester-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1936354937399427961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1936354937399427961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-term-new-semester-new-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3980881966355755610</id><published>2010-06-16T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:55:23.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/TBjJdmlKZNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lmL0eotVBsQ/s1600/hotness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/TBjJdmlKZNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lmL0eotVBsQ/s320/hotness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483354056733385938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/TBjJGXsFTWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cTOcypnQb5k/s1600/chuck+and+blair.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/TBjJGXsFTWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cTOcypnQb5k/s320/chuck+and+blair.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483353657598889314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reason why I'm back to GossipGirl. I almost forgot how breathtakingly beautiful they are.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3980881966355755610?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3980881966355755610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/reason-why-im-back-to-gossipgirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3980881966355755610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3980881966355755610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/reason-why-im-back-to-gossipgirl.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/TBjJdmlKZNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lmL0eotVBsQ/s72-c/hotness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7901945632603127467</id><published>2010-06-13T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T11:28:41.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like surprises. &lt;br /&gt;I feel very cheated.&lt;br /&gt;Surpises are not presents, it is someone shoving something in your face and forcing you to like it.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't like it, (eg. Surpise birthday party) you have to. &lt;br /&gt;Which is why, when someone gives me a surprise, I WILL feel damn upset. &lt;br /&gt;If you're close to me, that's worse. &lt;br /&gt;Cos it just shows that you don't care about my feelings. At all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7901945632603127467?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7901945632603127467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-like-surprises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7901945632603127467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7901945632603127467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-like-surprises.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1008319445545268273</id><published>2010-06-05T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:21:39.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, just came home from jogging. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our first IPW project session, and I think it was really fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count my horrible bus 31 journey back home. &lt;br /&gt;And me waking up early in the morning, the 1hr journey there and missing my stop fml.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it was my first experience tutoring kids. &lt;br /&gt;And this boy even wanted my number in case he wants me for a tutor LOL.&lt;br /&gt;There was only me, Sylvia and another university-age girl. &lt;br /&gt;And we didn't take a group photo wtf. -____-&lt;br /&gt;I really learnt alot la ok. When I was younger like p1, my results were rather good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But there I saw this girl, she was p1 and her mum told me she was easily distracted, which was true. &lt;br /&gt;Then like, she couldn't even speak a coherent sentence omg. &lt;br /&gt;Another girl, Alyssa left quite a good impression on me cos she was very guai and chio haha. &lt;br /&gt;I remember I was a damn ugly child la, during primary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents keep trying to drag me jogging cos they say I'm very fat fml. &lt;br /&gt;Me: "why the stadium today so empty?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "cos very hard to drag people like you to come jogging"&lt;br /&gt;I take offence lor. &lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye for now! Off to do holiday homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Going to eat lor mee tmr! Finally gonna satisfy my craving after a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1008319445545268273?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1008319445545268273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-just-came-home-from-jogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1008319445545268273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1008319445545268273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-just-came-home-from-jogging.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8755014853258346171</id><published>2010-06-01T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:29:56.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should blog. But I'm too lazy.&lt;div&gt;Oh and I'm going for buffet lunch tmr! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8755014853258346171?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8755014853258346171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-should-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8755014853258346171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8755014853258346171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-should-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1052674502585103053</id><published>2010-05-28T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:44:16.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Its easy to differentiate popularity. For me, obviously, I'm not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fourteeth's tmr, and I hope I actually get birthday wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially from two important people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1052674502585103053?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1052674502585103053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-easy-to-differentiate-popularity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1052674502585103053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1052674502585103053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-easy-to-differentiate-popularity.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6838834774938246214</id><published>2010-05-16T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:47:36.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;div&gt;Sorry I've not been updating for long, been real busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was sitting on the toilet when I got the inspiration to blog LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common tests are half over, with history and math left. But those two are like the ones I'm most worried about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geog was first, it was okay, considering that I only spent around 2 hours studying HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science was not bad cos I started science tuition already but I didn't finish lit! ): ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, History's on tuesday and I've barely started la. Not gonna hide that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to myself! You can do it Nikki! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so so so many plans for after the tests man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I really have to clean my room. Becoming atrocious liao ahaha. Speaking of which I can't find my music file and there's like music tmr! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I really wanna set aside a day to snuggle up with my mum and watch tv. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need more time online! So many updates but no time to read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like twitter, facebook, blogger and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohgosh. My fourteenth's coming! In exactly 13 days LOL. Ahhh I'm getting old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember when I was young (around 9 or 10) and I used to read lots and lots of books and it seemed such a big deal to turn fourteen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And obviously I've been waitinggg.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its like kinda surreal that its so fast. Like, what happened to my childhood?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe its better cos when you're older you experience more things right. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I always tell people younger than me to appreciate life while you can! Cos its always gonna get tougher as you advance. Definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of memories, its suprising how many I can store in my head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I still feel  the same emotions when I think back, ranging from happy, sad, angry to DAMN PAISEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL yes I've embarrassed myself countless times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my dad's budget for my present this year is $200!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe happily thinking of what to buy. Most probably a watch cos my current one is ancient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And splurge on a nice meal! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHGOD I WANNA GO SHOPPING NAO SO BAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urge to buy stuff. Ya la I know I sound spoilt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm not the same everytime, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I am, this is me! Take it or leave it dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh you stupid argumentative essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of irrelevant homework la I need to study you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay sudden ending here bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6838834774938246214?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6838834774938246214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-sorry-ive-not-been-updating-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6838834774938246214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6838834774938246214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-sorry-ive-not-been-updating-for.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7242327015986510275</id><published>2010-05-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:37:05.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH. &lt;div&gt;I totally got an A1 for Chinese! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn big improvement from last term la. I failed you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the teacher said in front of the whole class that I improved the most! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOOO ACCOMPLISHMENT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sacrificed the Star Awards the night before the test just to study you know. HAHA so guai right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I called my mum to tell her during recess she said she wanted to cry! Cos very proud of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE SO AWWWWWH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so now I'm gonna study super hard and make my mum proud. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA K BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7242327015986510275?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7242327015986510275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/omgosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7242327015986510275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7242327015986510275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/05/omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-458445467892241148</id><published>2010-04-27T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:03:00.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Keep in mind that people born with Gemini horoscope is the sign of the twin... There is a part of them that needs love and security, and then there's the stronger part of them that needs stimulation and novelty. To remain in a relationship with a Gemini you must be able to satisfy their emotional, mental and sexual needs. People with Gemini horoscope love to laugh, travel, spend money, and are eager for new experiences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since people born under the Gemini sign know a little about many things and almost everything interests them, you can make a great impression by discussing a topic in depth. Geminis appreciate honesty and sincerity in a person, so make sure you speak your mind, even if you don't share the same point of view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Additionally, Geminis don't always stick to one topic of interest, since variety is something they enjoy and find intriguing. These very social and energetic people tend to have a sharp tongue. They are quick to criticize and tend to use words as weapons, so if you're an emotional person that takes things to heart, you may want to avoid this relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When in love, people born under the Gemini horoscope tend to be quite possessive and inclined to be jealous. Never give them reason to suspect that you're not faithful to them, they don't like to be deceived, and won't put up with it. Once a Gemini has found someone that they can trust and that fills all their needs, they will be an exciting and devoted partner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovefatedestiny.com/gemini.htm"&gt;http://www.lovefatedestiny.com/gemini.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-458445467892241148?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/458445467892241148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/keep-in-mind-that-people-born-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/458445467892241148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/458445467892241148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/keep-in-mind-that-people-born-with.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7164988903990441192</id><published>2010-04-19T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:01:59.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8xSw-gPTsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pBTXCD5I_MA/s1600/ironic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8xSw-gPTsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pBTXCD5I_MA/s320/ironic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461831449458986690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm currently feeling really &lt;i&gt;whatever. &lt;/i&gt;As in, &lt;i&gt;whatever la&lt;/i&gt;, I don't feel like studying/doing homework right now.&lt;div&gt;Anw, did banyueji and ketangzuoye earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No band right, so it isn't kinda an accomplishment. At all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's about an hour left and according to the list I wrote yesterday, I'm supposed to file Lit, Math, do zuowen and read my chinese newspapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH AND TUITION HOMEWORK. FML TTM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About two hours online alr. Abit stoned now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just found some blogs that I've been looking for for quite awhile. 'cos I lost the urls la stupid right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw according to my dad's contract, I can change phone alr. But my mum can't decide properly cos I've been annoying her about the Sony Vivaz which costs like $318 wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and I know my blog posts recently have been all about my random current thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever&lt;/i&gt; la. Sian ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7164988903990441192?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7164988903990441192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-currently-feeling-really-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7164988903990441192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7164988903990441192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-currently-feeling-really-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8xSw-gPTsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pBTXCD5I_MA/s72-c/ironic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3210826646717454912</id><published>2010-04-18T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T14:39:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAND NIGHT WAS AWESOME!&lt;div&gt;I love you Shujing Hojung Phylliz and Jaslyn! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very very happy cos after this will have less-er band LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also very very sad cos Shujing and Hojung are leaving! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'm not making any sense here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and thanks Shujing for the card! Very touching la. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeee. Omgosh I love the videos that were posted on facebook! Sound quality very good hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention I haven't even started on my homework? Ohwell except for reading the Private Peaceful book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buying phone later through internet later cos mum wants me to study WTF FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye now! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3210826646717454912?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3210826646717454912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/band-night-was-awesome-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3210826646717454912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3210826646717454912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/band-night-was-awesome-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1636257984752700743</id><published>2010-04-14T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:03:57.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8W0NDnL0uI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E4EVY1MCM2w/s1600/look+me+in+the+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8W0NDnL0uI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E4EVY1MCM2w/s320/look+me+in+the+eye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459968259657552610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;'cos I can't do it myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't come online ytd, kinda proud of myself! But then again, I spammed with updates. Twitter, facebook, blogger, msn, what may have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I decided to reward myself. So I'm here. Haha anw today was a short day, so more time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love today! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, not only the fire drill part lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think TOP was quite fun, although it sounds sian. Thanks Zhenhui for the letter, I'm so touched I wanna frame it up! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL and its nice la. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to the bus stop with Shujing and bused home with Wanxin. Ain't I lucky. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and sectionals was fun! Everything but the part about my shitty playing. I seriously wonder where got people design T-shirt so troublesome one! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean like, we can't agree on anything. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr there's rehearsal for band night, and Saturday there's like 8hours of band omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know when the tutor asked what we usually do once a big event is over, I really wanted to say "we slack."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh, I'm nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah and I remember how we stand in  like almost-circle like a conference I'm tempted to burst out laughing randomly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a totally unrelated side note, I miss Rachel. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the busy period's almost over! Amen for that haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you later lovelies. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1636257984752700743?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1636257984752700743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/cos-i-cant-do-it-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1636257984752700743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1636257984752700743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/cos-i-cant-do-it-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S8W0NDnL0uI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E4EVY1MCM2w/s72-c/look+me+in+the+eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-461591700525431664</id><published>2010-04-09T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:52:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL VERYVERY SICK NOW. &lt;div&gt;AS IN VERYVERYVERY SICK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously regretted going for band yesterday. It made me so tired, and sick-er and whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nose bled twice today, probably due to exhaustion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just happily washing my face till I noticed there was alot of blood all over the basin and in my mouth too. (?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freaked out la, obviously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was before Lit. Second time during recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recess went to the sick bay cos couldn't stand it anymore veryvery dizzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sylvia came with me but she left at around 12 to go for D&amp;amp;T. Thanks dear! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently she also came back and tried to wake me up at 1 before assembly! And I was sleeping like a dead pig and she thought I died LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, and woke up at 1.30 and saw Rachel Toh helping someone in the sick bay too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed out, went to the toilet and sat in the classroom and stoned cos it was like 5 mins to the end of assembly and it didn't make any sense to go then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipped lunch, sat there till Science Remedial started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel damn shitty too. I don't think I can go for Speech Day tmr. What if I faint right there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for complaining so much but I think this is the exact same relapse I had last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During term 1 last year I was damn sick during the CTs period and missed History and half of English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED REST AND SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-461591700525431664?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/461591700525431664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-feel-veryvery-sick-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/461591700525431664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/461591700525431664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-feel-veryvery-sick-now.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7684688875512146102</id><published>2010-04-07T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:22:23.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so busy I can faint.&lt;div&gt;There's chinese project presentation tmr, which I need to write my script.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the stupid english persuasive speech about your fucken dreams for Singapore. Totally no idea what to write about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's my supa overdue zuowen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH. Currently pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7684688875512146102?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7684688875512146102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-so-busy-i-can-faint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7684688875512146102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7684688875512146102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-so-busy-i-can-faint.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5672138084495656751</id><published>2010-04-05T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:49:17.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Can I have an MC for tmr, please?"&lt;div&gt;"Sure!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG I LOVE YOU TTM , DOCTOR!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I got a excuse letter from PE and Band for a week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe I love being sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think I will go for Band on Thursday. Cos got rehearsal and I'll feel very bad if I don't go... Aiyah see how first la. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of what I shall do tmr since I've decided not to go to school (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still have zuowen to do FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna sleep till late in the morning! Be jealous! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha ok bye. Go showerrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5672138084495656751?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5672138084495656751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-have-mc-for-tmr-please-sure-omg-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5672138084495656751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5672138084495656751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-have-mc-for-tmr-please-sure-omg-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4071948618228920709</id><published>2010-04-03T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:16:49.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S7cUr1lNbyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lJA__w6U4tQ/s1600/I+cannot+stop+wondering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S7cUr1lNbyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lJA__w6U4tQ/s320/I+cannot+stop+wondering.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455852216932724514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh, so there are actually people reading my blog. I'm just too dumb to notice. Heh.&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've been online ever since I came home from tuition, which explains why my eyes are going crossed right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Beatrice's coming over later! Haha to help me with my Chinese project cos I need someone to interview. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankkssss a million babe. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyes, I failed my zuowen. Can you believe it. I haven't failed since like, p5 or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even though yesterday was Good Friday, I don't really think this's a good weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohwells. Trying to fix my blog so I can have like, 10 posts on the frontpage. Anyone wants to help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going off to shower now, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And resume my monotonous life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4071948618228920709?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4071948618228920709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/ooh-so-there-are-actually-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4071948618228920709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4071948618228920709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/04/ooh-so-there-are-actually-people.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S7cUr1lNbyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lJA__w6U4tQ/s72-c/I+cannot+stop+wondering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7854294484703124025</id><published>2010-03-31T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:31:38.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHHAHA NOW JASLYN IS INFLUENCED BY ME TO GO WASH FACE AFTER EVERY PERIOD! &lt;div&gt;I ROCK. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7854294484703124025?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7854294484703124025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahhaha-now-jaslyn-is-influenced-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7854294484703124025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7854294484703124025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahhaha-now-jaslyn-is-influenced-by.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2264307475247362174</id><published>2010-03-27T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:18:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should take my work more seriously??&lt;div&gt;IF I HAD TAKEN YOU MORE SERIOUSLY I WOULD HAVE PUNCHED YOU IN THE FACE ALR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2264307475247362174?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2264307475247362174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-should-take-my-work-more-seriously-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2264307475247362174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2264307475247362174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-should-take-my-work-more-seriously-if.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4540183797505722010</id><published>2010-03-23T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:21:59.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's so hectic I don't even know what I'm doing these days.&lt;div&gt;Guess its just floating along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4540183797505722010?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4540183797505722010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-so-hectic-i-dont-even-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4540183797505722010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4540183797505722010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-so-hectic-i-dont-even-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2169213319359839768</id><published>2010-03-19T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:22:43.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hatter: Have I gone mad?&lt;br /&gt;Alice: I'm afraid so. You've gone entirely bonkers. But let me tell you a secret, all the best people are.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I remember this I have to go, awwwwww. Don't you think that's just so sweet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Too bad good times don't last.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2169213319359839768?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2169213319359839768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/hatter-have-i-gone-mad-alice-im-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2169213319359839768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2169213319359839768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/hatter-have-i-gone-mad-alice-im-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3533434658426373717</id><published>2010-03-16T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:10:16.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Ask a random kid today if she wants to be popular and she'll tell you no, even if the truth is that if she was in a desert dying of thirst and had the choice between a glass of water and instant popularity, she'd probably choose the latter. See, you can't admit to wanting it, because that makes you less cool. To be truly popular, it has to look like something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone ever works any harder at anything that kids do at being popular. I mean, even air-traffic controllers and the President of the United States take vacations, but look at your average high school student, and you'll see someone who's putting in time twenty-four hours a day, for the entire length of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;So how do you crack that inner-sanctum? Well here's the catch: it's not up to you. What's important is what everyone else thinks of how you dress, what you eat for lunch, what shows you TiVo, what music is in your iPod.&lt;br /&gt;I've always sort of wondered, though: if everyone else's opinion is what matters, then do you ever really have one of your own?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3533434658426373717?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3533434658426373717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/ask-random-kid-today-if-she-wants-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3533434658426373717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3533434658426373717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/ask-random-kid-today-if-she-wants-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7588643896877600871</id><published>2010-03-16T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:11:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want my seniors to graduate. &lt;div&gt;I wanna just remain in this time forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7588643896877600871?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7588643896877600871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-my-seniors-to-graduate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7588643896877600871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7588643896877600871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-my-seniors-to-graduate.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-106180880246662265</id><published>2010-03-06T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T16:11:56.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot's happening this week.&lt;div&gt;LJ's on Monday. Feeling kinda apprehensive about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Return me my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-106180880246662265?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/106180880246662265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/lots-happening-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/106180880246662265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/106180880246662265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/lots-happening-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4192278950530295966</id><published>2010-03-04T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:20:51.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday as a punishment to myself for getting shitty results, I didn't allow myself to switch on my laptop.&lt;div&gt;Was successful cos I had maths work to do so was busy till like 10pm++.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today cannot. I have a zuowen due tmr that's included in the CA and although I know I should take the chance to pull up my chinese marks like hell since I failed, here I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caved in to temptation. Damn disappointed in myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like seriously, I want good results too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just don't know how.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4192278950530295966?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4192278950530295966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-as-punishment-to-myself-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4192278950530295966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4192278950530295966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-as-punishment-to-myself-for.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-9026020418610071648</id><published>2010-03-02T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:48:52.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geog sucked. I didn't finish. I think I'm gonna fail.&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like talking about it right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will worship the person who can come up with a good and feasible idea for me to tell my mum that I failed Chinese. Not joking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling kinda overwhelmed right now. Mum screaming, two rapidly blinking msn windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-9026020418610071648?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/9026020418610071648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/geog-sucked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/9026020418610071648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/9026020418610071648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/geog-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-434306272031809405</id><published>2010-03-01T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:50:36.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things happened today.&lt;div&gt;Firstly, for History, I think I'll do rather okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I should since I've already failed my Chinese and I think I'll do badly for Science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Generally happy for the rest of the school day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TILL MR AIMAN BOOKED ME FOR MY SOCKS AND SKIRT AFTER FALL IN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He booked me and Brenda when our socks were okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Brenda said my skirt was okay, maybe he became cockeyed alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pissed ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first offence is like, the pathway to getting the second one, which means I have to meet the Level Head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So technically I have to be like an angel for another 2 months or so, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like come on, there were many many other people with lower socks and shorter skirts lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall not quote names although I am veryveryvery tempted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, I'm civilised. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/inhales, exhales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so now going to chiong geog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw PS has lotsa new awesome stuff! Go check it out (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe okay bye! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-434306272031809405?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/434306272031809405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/many-things-happened-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/434306272031809405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/434306272031809405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/03/many-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6378416613120125424</id><published>2010-02-28T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:07:12.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what's happening this weekend. &lt;div&gt;Yesterday was so sian. I was online the entire day, watching ANTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Generally wasted time la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was really busy. Just follow me on twitter la, I don't feel like reiterating everything again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm at youtube blasting songs when I'm supposed to be studying history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting really worried cos I know this term my results will be really bad mostly because I didn't put in effort to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna break down. I hope things will improve after this week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6378416613120125424?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6378416613120125424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-whats-happening-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6378416613120125424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6378416613120125424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-whats-happening-this.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3153048107387879099</id><published>2010-02-26T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:07:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE BLOGGING.&lt;div&gt;I mean, on your own blog people can't restrict what you say right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless its about racism la. WHICH I DON'T HOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also there's not a big chance alot of people will read it right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WRONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is mad creepy when you come to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he says I'm hot. Which I'm not. Unless you're blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see. This is just one of the teeny weeny little problems blogging has given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't worry I'll still continue blogging. I love blogging. The first line wasn't sacarstic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found out a way to identify un-gentlemanly men. Very easy summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime this week I had a guy who squeezed in front of me to board the bus. And I was already standing in front of the door, almost wanted to board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have long hair okay so its obvious. Anyway even if I were a guy he shouldn't do that. Principles, you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haix. Singaporeans ah. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyes. One more thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On thursday we had morning assembly in the classrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I noticed that Melissa sang the National Anthem and recited the Pledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone else was like stoning or just mouthing the lyrics. I mean Singaporeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine. Like how unpatriotic we are. Gosh I feel so ashamed suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway my mum just found a soft leather pull luggage for me. Not the hard case kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me to the fact that the LJ is less than 2weeks away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excitedddd. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha it seems so surreal though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shengmin is going for NCC camp on Monday and Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I'll miss you table-partner. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I skipped recess today!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cooooool. I'm so proud of myself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha but I was damn hungry just now before lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I haven't even brought my bowl to the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm blogging alr! Its like not even 3pm yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how much I love you guys. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Can't think of anything else to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, &lt;b&gt;THANK GODDDDD ITS FRIDAYYYYYY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3153048107387879099?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3153048107387879099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3153048107387879099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3153048107387879099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3668603552393206275</id><published>2010-02-24T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:00:36.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO AMAZED.&lt;div&gt;I didn't know people can sleep with their eyes open!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha I saw Hojung doing that during sectionals. So coooool. ROFLMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the oboe tutor is so niceeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like gosh and he's a good teacher too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today had Math test, I hope I get an A. Don't wanna disappoint everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr's Lit. For this, I'm not greedy. I'll be damn happy even if I get a C. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my entire night doing maths ws and the geog mindmap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now left about half an hour to study lit. I have no idea what I'm doing here, blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SO FUCKING SCARED I CAN CRY RIGHT NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3668603552393206275?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3668603552393206275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-amazed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3668603552393206275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3668603552393206275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-amazed.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5617775910938640483</id><published>2010-02-23T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:34:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna be succesful in life like certain people.&lt;div&gt;I wanna have good results and make my parents proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna have almost fucking &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;, I just ain't sure how to get started. On life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna have a perfect life, a happy ending. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5617775910938640483?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5617775910938640483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanna-be-succesful-in-life-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5617775910938640483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5617775910938640483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanna-be-succesful-in-life-like.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2874863731625532613</id><published>2010-02-22T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:12:36.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FAILED MY CHINESEEEEE.&lt;div&gt;GREAT START TO MY DAY LUH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel so dumb and useless. I betcha I'm gonna fail almost every subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Projects are like all due this and next week. HomeEcons project presentation is due on Friday and we've haven't even done the interview! OMGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today we had Sec Ones Welcome lunch today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$4 for a slice of pizza and 2 seaweed chicken -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's that for overpriced?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm sec four they'd better treat me good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall it was quite fun la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughed around, talked about random stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to the busstop with Jaslyn and Shujing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you my stomach still hurts from all that laughing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helped me to forget all my troubles for awhile. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm trying my best to prepare for the CTs, esp Literature, which I would be veryveryvery grateful to just pass. I'm not greedy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2874863731625532613?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2874863731625532613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-failed-my-chineseeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2874863731625532613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2874863731625532613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-failed-my-chineseeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6940048268653435818</id><published>2010-02-20T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:05:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;100th post!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha I'm gonna dedicate this to my seniors, &lt;u&gt;Jaslyn, Phylliz, Shujing and Hojung&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;the best seniors I could ever ask for in the entire world&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for helping me in flute, and helping me lots in other aspects! Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee I hope you guys are touched! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr I'm going to ECP to meet up with Sylvia, Yii Hwei, Sita, Xin-Yi and maybe JiaXin to film for the English project on the book "The Diary of Pelly D."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chao Ah Gua. I AM PELLY D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML TTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, its like the lead character! Aside from Sylvia who's playing Toni V.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like omg I don't even know if I can act luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna leave the house tmr at 8am to take 31 to Sylvia's house first. Then Sylvia's dad will drive us to ECP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep and today I went to collect my passport!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a super ungodly hour of 8am. -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to my surprise the ICA people are sooo efficient!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so when I went to the passport floor, go machine take number go find place to seat haven't even sat down properly yet, okay my turn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking the thumbprint image and my dad signing the document less than 5 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay havent even 8.30 yet sia. So went to a nearby HDB coffeeshop to eat prata with my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha quite authentic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home, went online till it was time to leave the house for tuition again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And super suay-edly I had a bad sinus attack today. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be too much aircon last night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh mum screaming for me to sleep alr. And I think this will be my last post in about, two weeks. Cos Common Tests coming la, haven't even started studying yet! OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and so, you can conclude that I've failed my New Year's Resolution of not doing things last minute-d. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye lovelies! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6940048268653435818?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6940048268653435818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/100th-post-haha-im-gonna-dedicate-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6940048268653435818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6940048268653435818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/100th-post-haha-im-gonna-dedicate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7874801307030288256</id><published>2010-02-14T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:56:34.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, did I mention that my cousin's english boyfriend is damn ugly and 13 years older than her?&lt;div&gt;Haha ok no offence la. Just what I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I asked her, you like angmohs ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said no, is angmohs like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL BHB ENOUGH FOR YOU NOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7874801307030288256?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7874801307030288256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-did-i-mention-that-my-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7874801307030288256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7874801307030288256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-did-i-mention-that-my-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1011515384701081839</id><published>2010-02-14T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:08:12.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homeeee! 8D&lt;div&gt;Haven't counted angpao money yet LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG now I know why my cousin is so rich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE IS A FUCKING HUMAN RESOURCE &lt;b&gt;DIRECTOR&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF THE BIGGEST MEDIA COMPANY IN MACAU AND HONGKONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SHE IS 25 THIS YEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfml!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, she earns more than my dad you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about thrice my dad's salary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she is 25. Got Bachelor's degree in 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF WHY SO LUCKY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know in Singapore if you have degree its nothing stand-out-ish cos almost everyone on the street has one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she started working at 17 so she got 8 years experience in the HR field la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still. Ohgawddd I totally wanna be like her when I grow up. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Change topic-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only visited my Grandma side today. Didn't visit my second uncle cos apparently as my mum says, "No one wants to see his cb face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahyi cooked alot of stuff for us! Fried food summore! Die liao lor, gonna become fatso. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine jiejie (cousin mentioned above) has an 80GB iPod that she say one ex bf give her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah and then I had some problems with my eyes I think tio infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML TTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;used Elaine's contacts solution and case to store it so was blind for about half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I reached home the first thing I did was to rip out my contacts and frantically smsed HoJung cos apparently she got experience LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I think I have to study liao le all I did this weekend so far was four maths questions can you believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1011515384701081839?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1011515384701081839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/homeeee-8d-havent-counted-angpao-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1011515384701081839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1011515384701081839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/homeeee-8d-havent-counted-angpao-money.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5275472683566569480</id><published>2010-02-12T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:29:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was soooo fun!&lt;div&gt;I was totally highhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HomeEcons. the Quiche is OMFG yummy. seriously. this has to be the nicest thing I've ever made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pineapple tarts are as hard as rocks. Shall stick to eating my mum's la. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese. zzZ. Gave friends my Valentine's Day cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jogging. Had to jog in my uniform and LIGHT BLUE fbts. Gosh. Even Ms Poon said "wah! your shorts so bright ah!" -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recess. Went with Sylvia to give presents to her seniors. (: Saw Phylliz on the way back to class, wished her Happy Valentine's and hugged her. Ate my HomeEcons food and got caught by RachelRam, &lt;i&gt;again.&lt;/i&gt; Suay ttm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FT's period, Total Defence talk. Was stoning throughout and talking to Shengmin. Also smsed Phylliz, no reply &lt;b&gt;till now. &lt;/b&gt;PHYLLIZ YOU BETTER CHECK YOUR SMSES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assembly. Aww, Phylliz walked to me and gave me Vday present. Must have spent ages finding me. *touched*.  Joked around with Claire and Shengmin. Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the concert was awesomeeee. The chinese scholars danced "Nobody", Mr Chue abseiled from &lt;b&gt;upside down &lt;/b&gt;and the male teachers did push-ups! Claire got very excited at this point, must be all the hot guys. LOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dismissal. Smsed Shujing not to go home first. Hugged Shengmin bye, climbed two storeys of stairs ( see Shujing how much I love you ) and went to 4H. Saw their class deco abit. Also about Hollywood. SHIT BIG TIME MANZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, saw Shujing, hugged, she gave me letter and kitkat! Ohgosh now I feel so guilty for not giving my seniors presents. Must give on wednesday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to the foyer to meet Alicia, I heard Jaslyn's voice from the third floor. Ooh what coincidence! Hugged and wished Happy Valentine's. Will get a present next week too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Ogin, Alicia, Mel and Germine at the foyer. Walked to Potong Pasir Mrt. Was kinda pissed otw cos like walk until there then decide not going back to Peichun... Fucking waste of time manz. Took 142 to Tpc and 238 home with Ogin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;UGLY SINGAPOREANS. &lt;/b&gt;Gosh, its only today that I experienced how Singaporeans are like man. There was this blind man, damn obvious la cos he was holding the stick. He accidently BUMPED into this guy behind us in the 238 queue and he EH!-ed verrrryyy loudly and glared at him. But obviously the blind man couldn't see that, so it apologised many times. And continued to attempt to manouvre his way around. &lt;i&gt;And everyone just looked. &lt;/i&gt;Then me and Ogin decided to help him so I asked him where he wanted to go. He said staircase to Popular, so I held his arm and brought him there. Saw Heather coming down the staircase too. When we got back to the 238 queue, it had extended way longer wtf. Okay that's not the point. I'm trying to emphasize on the part where no one wanted to help the blind man. This is my first time helping a blind person and it doesn't take very long luhh. Where's the kind side of Singaporeans?! Die go where?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God I'm damn pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 6pm, I went to the busstop to meet Rachel to pass her the pineapple tarts and her Vday present. Chatted with them for awhile while they waited for the 238. Rachel mentioned that she can't go for Success next week. Means I'll be alone. ): Or actually, with Zia and Khai Shing. Goddd....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere in the middle of this post I went to straighten my hair. OH HAIR STRAIGHTENERS ARE A GODSEND MAN. loves! I hate the half-rebonded state of my hair currently, like the bottom straight top curly. Fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay rather long post yea (: Skipped tuition today cos I didn't feel like going and have maths tuition tmr morning although its CNY eve -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shujing and Phylliz faster reply my sms!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5275472683566569480?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5275472683566569480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-soooo-fun-i-was-totally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5275472683566569480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5275472683566569480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-soooo-fun-i-was-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1439894546010184815</id><published>2010-02-11T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:13:34.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall tell you guys my private blog on impulse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be honoured if you're invited, I only invited a grand total of four people. Four of my best friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memories-xo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click to go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1439894546010184815?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1439894546010184815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-shall-tell-you-guys-my-private-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1439894546010184815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1439894546010184815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-shall-tell-you-guys-my-private-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4746640896136197445</id><published>2010-02-08T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:03:58.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUSY BUSY BUSY WEEK! &lt;div&gt;shall elaborate sometime later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sms me! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4746640896136197445?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4746640896136197445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/busy-busy-busy-week-shall-elaborate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4746640896136197445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4746640896136197445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/busy-busy-busy-week-shall-elaborate.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3351877870554042338</id><published>2010-02-06T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:11:42.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3351877870554042338?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3351877870554042338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3351877870554042338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3351877870554042338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7890354727056766230</id><published>2010-02-05T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:48:17.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FACEBOOK LOVESSSSSS TO DAO ME, APPARENTLY.&lt;div&gt;There only can be a few reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, Facebook reaaaaally doesn't like me and since there's no other way for it to express its dislike for me, its like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, Facebook is trying to hint to me that I reaaaallly need to start studying. Pronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three, WHY THE FUCK ARE THERE SO MANY PEOPLE USING FACEBOOK?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;400 MILLION LEH OMFG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay going out to TPC with my mum soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/totally fed-up with facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7890354727056766230?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7890354727056766230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/facebook-lovessssss-to-dao-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7890354727056766230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7890354727056766230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/facebook-lovessssss-to-dao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-269983405539808126</id><published>2010-02-04T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:18:47.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh here's something to add on to ytd's post on buses.&lt;div&gt;Today I waited at the Potong Pasir bus-stop ( Rachel's house ) for the 238 for about 20mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda rare right? At like 6+, 7 you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEN A SERIES OF FIVE 238s CAME. I REPEAT, FIVE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so that officially beats the record of what I've seen so far. The most previously was four. Now five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this I can conclude that either:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SBS Bus Captains are REAAAAAALLY tardy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SBS totally doesn't know how to space out buses. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr is fundraising for Haiti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So can wear your own home clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tmr got jogging leh fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upper sec lucky lo, I don't even know if its compulsory to jog tmr ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left an hour to decide what to tmr FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goddamnit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone with last minute suggestions please say NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha ok byeeeee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psssttt I haven't even started on my work yet. 9.18pm now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-269983405539808126?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/269983405539808126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-heres-something-to-add-on-to-ytds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/269983405539808126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/269983405539808126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-heres-something-to-add-on-to-ytds.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6052268705320368719</id><published>2010-02-03T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:23:02.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is no one tagging. ): Make me very sad you know.&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I went for orthodon treatment today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HENG NEVER ADD OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just tighten. although its by alot, I'm so not waiting for March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March doesn't really have anything on, only the term holidays but I can already predict I'd be swarmed with work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you can call me a genius when it turns out right (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First period today, lit. Did filming, but I think my acting skills suck big time. We needed to redo most of the scenes cos we were not satisfied :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I'm the director, awesomeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I have to admit I'm not much of a good director. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really rmb the rest of the day, only that I was talking with Shengmin all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention I love my seat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but of course the previous one's better, right next to Sylvia. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Maths relief teacher isn't too bad, I mean, he lets us slack so its fine with me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's totally not paying attention and going to fail the impeding Common Test, but ohwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blame the teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of myself! Its for a totally useless reason but anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the first to leave school today! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the first to reach the busstop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't count the ones that got car to chauffeur them la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught the 155, was the only Cedarian on the bus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohooo, shiok max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met my mum at TPC and waited as she settled some bank stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Ion for lunch at Fish&amp;amp;Co.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And went to the dentist :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omfg shall share with you my major pet peeve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is not targetting anyone in particular, and its just my honest opinion, so please don't take it too seriously.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was waiting in the queue for 238, many people started complaining as the bus didn't come for more than 10mins, which is kinda rare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The queue stretched all the way past the Cafe Lobby, considering that it was only about 5.30, kinda awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I got one the bus, I saw the bus driver arguing with two passengers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were both complaining that they waited very long for the bus to arrive so the bus driver was tardy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he was like, "I'm only late 1min!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This auntie retorted that 1min is still late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bus driver said that we should 体谅 him, cos he went for dinner earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIGHT, SO IF SOMEONE GETS FIRED COS OF THIS WHO TO 体谅 HIM?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omggg. Please can bus drivers be more responsible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND WHEN YOU'RE WRONG APOLOGISE INSTEAD OF ARGUING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't even want to mention the fact that he is in the service line. Even if he's not its seriously morally wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean its ok if you're late right. You're just human. Even I am late most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just apologise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of arguing with the PASSENGER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay rant over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6052268705320368719?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6052268705320368719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-is-no-one-tagging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6052268705320368719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6052268705320368719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-is-no-one-tagging.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4818888571973807128</id><published>2010-02-02T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:47:16.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;90th post!! :DDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANTM IS LOVEEEEEEE! 8D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like omg I'm at the second last episode of cycle 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY DIDN'T JENNIFER GET IN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LIKE TOTALLY LOVE HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE'S SO GORGEOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLUS SHE'S HALF-ASIAN. ROFL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO CHARMINGGGGG! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god I totally idolise her liao. rahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I know Nicole's gonna win (curse me for going to their official website), I'm dying to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And see Nicole's so-called victory walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally I feel that Nicole is only pretty in pictures. That's undeniable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hello Jennifer is totally charming in person. okay maybe you don't understand me here, GO WATCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the long rant on ANTM. obsessing. oh who cares. anyway its MY blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesha's Tik Tok is awesome. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr I'm not going for Band! AWESOMEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha ok whoever's reading this kindly do not think that I grab any opportunity to be absent from cca, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, a breather once in a while is fine, right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my dentist's a busy person yeah. Only left Monday and Wednesday so I chose Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily I didn't choose Monday manz! If not I'll be grilled to death la omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and partly cos Monday release early :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know I'm a shitty blogger la, can't organise my thoughts properly, heh :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMFG haven't started on maths and its 9.47pm alr!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4818888571973807128?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4818888571973807128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/90th-post-ddd-antm-is-loveeeeeee-8d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4818888571973807128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4818888571973807128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/02/90th-post-ddd-antm-is-loveeeeeee-8d.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2332786191315574049</id><published>2010-01-30T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:42:13.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOO~&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm not supposed to say why. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was the wedding dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my outfit! 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna post the pics on fb soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG facebook can you just let me upload my photos properly?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the wedding was awesome (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I would have loved to sit at the VIP table.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like with Agatha etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its like kinda runner-up in the VIP list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, at least we're not sitting right at the back like at Da jie's wedding in 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know my dad is like their er jiujiu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you can conclude that they have to respect him and my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But they didn't.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omfg so angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw my table was all adults, only cousin there was Jiahao korkor. But he's an adult also right... 23 alr leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food... wasn't that nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only liked the appetiser. Which isn't supposed to be the best unless you have no common sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indonesian food. The chicken wings were so spicy I wanna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can take spicy food you know, so that's something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-OMG FACEBOOK FASTER LEH-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and the toilet is mad gross. Three star hotel, Furama Riverfront. Previously Apollo Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think our school toilet is way cleaner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But okay, since its the pool level. But doesn't make sense leh, fifth floor can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do they have a pool on the fifth floor. Someone please enlighten me, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emre is becoming sooooo cute! But he totally ignored me -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh, your biaoyi leh! so rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the wedding gifts ( dunno wth its called, the kind that they put at your seat ) were so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got heart keychain and Heart Egg Whisk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg so innovative summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the video montages were sooo cute, esp. the stopmotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't believe Erjie and Ratnor dated for 6 years! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's like my entire primary school life. -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay mad pissed with facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurry or I'll strangle you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photoshopping my eyebags in my photos currently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I wanna eat dimsum tmr! To celebrate the good news LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay, bye! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2332786191315574049?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2332786191315574049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooo-im-so-happy-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2332786191315574049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2332786191315574049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooo-im-so-happy-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4345446160276221256</id><published>2010-01-27T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:31:29.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating for so long! :O&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome time today during sectionals! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my seniors but they like to bully me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I realised my mum is just like a typical strict mum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to see new posts of people's blogs everyday but ironically I don't bother to do it myself LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck I wanna become exco!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh shit. should display more leadership qualities in cca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had to pin up my fringe during band :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I didn't dare to let Mrs Tan sign my leave form for my orthodon treatment next wed cos I was scared. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must sign by tmr! omg Nikki rmbb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I hope I get to see my new juniors tmr! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope easy to teach la LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rmb my seniors always kena scolded cos I play badly :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now I'm the only sec2 and got 3 sec1s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear. I'd better start mugging for term1 commontests sometime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting worried already. Isn't it alittle early eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WTF I WANT AN iPHONE BUT I HAVE TO WAIT TILL NOVEMBER WHEN MY PLAN EXPIRES. knnbccb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was made to stand up today cos I didn't do science. How typical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And got saved by Sarah! ♥ love you babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a pair of fbt from her. Light blue! Can't wait till it arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er jie's wedding. gonna see Agatha and Jun jiejie! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An excuse to go out too! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mad excited now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to figure out how to literally erase my eyebags...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the random train of thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going off to do shitty maths now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata!&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/3968964155869668090-4345446160276221256?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4345446160276221256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-peeps-sorry-for-not-updating-for-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4345446160276221256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4345446160276221256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-peeps-sorry-for-not-updating-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5075132307550220378</id><published>2010-01-21T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:45:07.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MS WONG IS DINGDONG. SERIOUS.&lt;div&gt;oh and a yoga freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like wth pe DOES NOT EQUAL TO yoga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she made me do pe in my uniform -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and do pushup-like thingys on the track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my palms hurt like shit okay! D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay bear with me I'm rushing out this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck mad rush of projects man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like 2 lit and english. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two due next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and Home Econs also got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of which, we're cooking Curry Chicken tmr. I wanna know how horrible it'll taste rofl. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCIENCE QUIZ TMR!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess who didn't study -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;needless to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna rush everything tmr morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and study with Ogin in the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha science genius la she.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god for improvisation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scraped through Band today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky never kena tested cos apparently my tone sucks today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;persis' a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay gtg bai. 10.45 alr :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel, see you tmr! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5075132307550220378?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5075132307550220378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/ms-wong-is-dingdong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5075132307550220378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5075132307550220378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/ms-wong-is-dingdong.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5986432008002992780</id><published>2010-01-19T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:46:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goddamned tired.&lt;div&gt;school, then maths tuition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brain is totally wasted although I didn't do any work. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I can't wait for erjie's wedding! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyah cut me some slack la. the last wedding I attended was dajie's one on 31st December 2005!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's like more than 4 donkey years ago -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna new pair of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Preferably heels (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking to Agatha on msn now! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so guilty that I didn't write to both of my mortals, from band and class one. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for class one since is my good friend must type out! if not confirm she will recognise my handwriting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to die now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5986432008002992780?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5986432008002992780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/goddamned-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5986432008002992780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5986432008002992780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/goddamned-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8367230526026362505</id><published>2010-01-18T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:35:58.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps.&lt;div&gt;sorry for not updating the past weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Induction on Saturday was awesome! Haha spent alottttt of time laughing with my section! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So did today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Phylliz and Hojung went around the entire school campus talking LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about clothes! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soooo fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay now I sound noob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, me and Sylvia were tasked to give instructions to 1CHA for their history lesson. but we didn't know where the Opal seminar room was, so ended up making them even more confused la. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay anw. its like 9.33pm and I haven't even started on my work :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG totally engrossed in the tv cos today is Together's last episode! and I can't even emphasize how much I love the show 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;During bus rides, I look out of the window and gaze at the luxurious houses that I pass by. I dream of a perfect life, where money is never a problem. As I snap back to reality, I realise its only a dream, not likely to be fulfilled. One can dream, can't they.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8367230526026362505?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8367230526026362505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-peeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8367230526026362505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8367230526026362505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7344949612267360602</id><published>2010-01-15T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:18:25.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooots! Had an awesome day today! :D&lt;div&gt;Band ended early, close to 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid Induction rehearsals, the sec ones weren't even there la, rehearse what shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, tmr I have to report at fucking 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wthell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After band, bused 155 to TPC with Sylvia! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with her bro and went Macs for icecream :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha yeah and walked around popular awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot to get earsticks -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thenthenthen, like OMG we saw Mr Khoo again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like rofl ttm can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;He actually rolled his eyes at us when he saw us!&lt;/b&gt; Damn obvious kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay cos you see, after school when me and Sylvia were heading to the toilet, Mr Khoo &lt;i&gt;shouted &lt;/i&gt;at me from behind, telling me to tuck in my shirt and lenghten my skirt before Monday, if not &lt;b&gt;I'll die a horrible death&lt;/b&gt;. Tyvm for the reminder luhh ._. How come like cursing me ahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, like why so coincidental one!! Keep seeing him around these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rofl :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and me and Sylvia couldn't help but laugh like mad x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahah okay. its seriously damn funny. I'm sorry if you don't think so (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and now that I think of it, I think I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;欠他一个人情&lt;/span&gt;. 'cos that time he showed me the way on the very first day that I came to the new site, 23 Nov. If not I'll never have discovered that I can take bus 8 and 90 to school in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;忍&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey I talk as if I very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;委屈&lt;/span&gt; hor? :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and today for HomeEcons we made Popiah and Rojak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really rojak. as in anyhow make. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;partnered with Weixi! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw it really tasted like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally I hate rojak, the only part I like is the taopok and cucumber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the popiah was like damn salty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I put too much salt LOL :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire's back in school! Bless you babe, how come you so accident-prone one ah. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my toilet light's flickering, &lt;i&gt;again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this weekend, Sylvia has finished all her homework. Yes, &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left a whole lotta shit. Including the waaaaaayy overdue chinese book review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna slap myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7344949612267360602?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7344949612267360602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooots-had-awesome-day-today-d-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7344949612267360602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7344949612267360602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/wooots-had-awesome-day-today-d-band.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-354810692500857508</id><published>2010-01-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:29:10.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN PISSED.&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRRRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-354810692500857508?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/354810692500857508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/damn-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/354810692500857508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/354810692500857508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/damn-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7919309802521946222</id><published>2010-01-11T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:11:47.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhh headache :/&lt;div&gt;I feel so shitty lor. When I just reached home I was feeling really terrible. Feeling faint etc. Could barely stand ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Claire didn't come school! Whyyyy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah and we had healthcheck. My back degree become oneeeeee! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I think I need to change my specs. Cos right eye even with specs can't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fyi the last time I changed my specs was before CNY last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that day I went to look at frames they were all shitty D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and my back degree went down to zerooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From 3 in primary school to 2 last year and now zero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've struck the lottery LOL :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG I'm feeling so disappointed in myself these days. like for the Chinese book review, I am officially still halfway through the DRAFT. fml x10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay moodless shit coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't bring myself to say goodbye. I don't know how long it'll be till we meet again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meanwhile, I'll always remember you, deep in my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7919309802521946222?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7919309802521946222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhhh-headache-i-feel-so-shitty-lor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7919309802521946222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7919309802521946222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhhh-headache-i-feel-so-shitty-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6761389656631551248</id><published>2010-01-10T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:32:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0meEPMB3DI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O1lfShbZEiA/s1600-h/Only+if+you+knew..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0meEPMB3DI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O1lfShbZEiA/s320/Only+if+you+knew..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425041021778123826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken yesterday with my 6mp Lumix. Had it since... I think 2007.&lt;div&gt;Edited today. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG its so late alr. shall START on my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha yes, START.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how pathetic I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6761389656631551248?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6761389656631551248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/taken-yesterday-with-my-6mp-lumix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6761389656631551248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6761389656631551248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/taken-yesterday-with-my-6mp-lumix.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0meEPMB3DI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O1lfShbZEiA/s72-c/Only+if+you+knew..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2938735577855418002</id><published>2010-01-10T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:27:04.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post 80!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 27px; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:25px;"&gt;I always knew&lt;br /&gt;looking back on the tears&lt;br /&gt;would make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;but I never knew&lt;br /&gt;looking back on the laughs&lt;br /&gt;would make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2938735577855418002?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2938735577855418002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-80-i-always-knew-looking-back-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2938735577855418002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2938735577855418002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-80-i-always-knew-looking-back-on.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3981376519896443968</id><published>2010-01-10T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:53:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0l1NgZjVXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DPnTa8KyExk/s1600-h/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0l1NgZjVXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DPnTa8KyExk/s320/funny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996101040330098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My life is so fucked up. I can't even begin to describe how it feels.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(248, 128, 23); letter-spacing: -1px; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don’t need you in my life for me to be complete, but I’m telling you I love you and I’m loving you completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad. and thus guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to start over now that I'm sec 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like be responsible, hardworking and make people proud of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it all seems impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't seem to forget ____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like there's only one chance to do things right, and I've thrown it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw my new year's resolution is screwed. Entirely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even look at myself anymore.&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/3968964155869668090-3981376519896443968?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3981376519896443968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-is-so-fucked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3981376519896443968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3981376519896443968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-is-so-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0l1NgZjVXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DPnTa8KyExk/s72-c/funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1012788375928047638</id><published>2010-01-08T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:55:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0c10F--2hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vHEJk2qx-iI/s1600-h/favourite+hello,+hardest+goodbye.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0c10F--2hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vHEJk2qx-iI/s320/favourite+hello,+hardest+goodbye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424363445266864658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;慢慢等&lt;i&gt; huhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously cannot imagine how actresses/actors cry together without laughing their ass off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like that time my seniors and I supposed to present our instrument for Arts Of The Month, we couldn't even play properly cos we were laughing to hard luhh (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG TOGETHER IS SO TOUCHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeanette Aw and DYT are like the perfect couple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look so compatible! (sp)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, facebook is screwed. gawddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fed-up :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this weekend got quite alot of work leh. like cos of my overdue holiday homework LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth xiaxue.sg can't load properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn sad now cos my internet pangseh me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for random train of thoughts. will come back later when I think of something to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1012788375928047638?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1012788375928047638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/huhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1012788375928047638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1012788375928047638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/huhh.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0c10F--2hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vHEJk2qx-iI/s72-c/favourite+hello,+hardest+goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1730071762683610473</id><published>2010-01-07T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:33:56.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0XwvXb4dVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pkDiImv4jRk/s1600-h/dream+of+perfection.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0XwvXb4dVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pkDiImv4jRk/s320/dream+of+perfection.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424006022773110098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you dare to dream?&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1730071762683610473?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1730071762683610473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-dare-to-dream-i-know-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1730071762683610473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1730071762683610473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-dare-to-dream-i-know-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/S0XwvXb4dVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pkDiImv4jRk/s72-c/dream+of+perfection.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1617656444704059447</id><published>2010-01-07T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:04:20.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people.&lt;div&gt;so there are people who read my blog, according to my counter which I put up recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAG PLEASE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and I have something to add to my previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THE FULL-LENGTH MIRRORS IN THE NEW TOILETS! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like omg all the better to prim in front of it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damndamndamn innovative. I officially love the person who gave the idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay and Beatrice told me to help her thank &lt;b&gt;Rachel &lt;/b&gt;for her angel letter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thanks! :D hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today during sectionals my seniors and I were talking about Cedar ghost stories! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg major freak out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1617656444704059447?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1617656444704059447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1617656444704059447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1617656444704059447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1021973104265536967</id><published>2010-01-06T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:02:35.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;School sucks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay I shall list out the things that I am satisfied with first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the new tables and chairs. Nice colour combi for sec twos too! dark grey tables + blood red chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new toilets are awesome. Not the old ones, the new ones. Got mosiac tiles summore! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its damn clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toilet congestion problem = solved. I think there's like ten times more toilets than in the previous campus lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Air-conditioned school hall. Don't all schools know that this is supposed to be some kind of necessity??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New computers in computer labs. Not sure about the quality though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auditorium. Am prepared to be impressed although I haven't seen it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main foyer/ spiral staircase. Luxurious much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyah still got alot leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay shall move on to the stuff I'm not satisfied with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food and the canteen. With such a big campus, the canteen is tiny. &lt;i&gt;What irony&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shitty food is terrible. Serious. Like wth why all the stall holders selling reasonably nice food quit? And, the Japanese food. I wouldn't even have guessed its Japanese food if no one told me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The glare from the glass windows in the classroom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;absolutely horrible. And I happen to be sitting in the row next to the windows. Dunno whether its good or bad. cos I tried sitting somewhere else and apparently it doesn't help at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's no point in having new visualisers and projecters right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is the sports facilities kinda isolated from the main building? So tiring to walk there leh LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got shitty teachers this year. How does that help huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely cannot stand Mr Aiman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I went to the new campus, I was lost, &lt;i&gt;obviously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So I saw him around somewhere, and asked him politely, where the band room was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He replied "where do you think the band room is?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU IF I KNEW WHY WOULD I ASK YOU RIGHT?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omgzxc NO COMMON SENSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you think I like to talk you you huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the band room happened to be the room he was standing outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANNOT JUST SAY ITS THIS ROOM MEH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrrrrr. buay song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay its getting kinda late alr. shall go off now. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1021973104265536967?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1021973104265536967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1021973104265536967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1021973104265536967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7346901274460660098</id><published>2010-01-02T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T14:28:40.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(248, 128, 23); letter-spacing: -1px; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:28px;"&gt;I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression and anything awkward and imperfect, because that’s natural and that’s real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7nb6Ks_GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LXS93AhJf5Y/s1600-h/addidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7nb6Ks_GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LXS93AhJf5Y/s320/addidas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422025468057287778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7346901274460660098?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7346901274460660098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like-people-who-have-sense-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7346901274460660098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7346901274460660098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like-people-who-have-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7nb6Ks_GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LXS93AhJf5Y/s72-c/addidas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4273572022432362105</id><published>2010-01-02T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:26:03.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7YyugbRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1UCL1JQ2djQ/s1600-h/purpose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7YyugbRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1UCL1JQ2djQ/s320/purpose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422009367389750706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7Ys5vzWkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lwEs-sMMakk/s1600-h/true+love..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7Ys5vzWkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lwEs-sMMakk/s320/true+love..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422009267327818306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;The nicest thing for me is sleep. Then, at least I can dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4273572022432362105?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4273572022432362105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/nicest-thing-for-me-is-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4273572022432362105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4273572022432362105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/nicest-thing-for-me-is-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7YyugbRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1UCL1JQ2djQ/s72-c/purpose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2181924711670295536</id><published>2010-01-02T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:43:02.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7OmsEv9KI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Rz-BDkyTi2o/s1600-h/forever+would+be+fine..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7OmsEv9KI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Rz-BDkyTi2o/s320/forever+would+be+fine..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421998165462086818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How true.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I still can't seem to forget you, no matter how hard I try.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2181924711670295536?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2181924711670295536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2181924711670295536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2181924711670295536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-true.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7OmsEv9KI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Rz-BDkyTi2o/s72-c/forever+would+be+fine..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4987064722887078614</id><published>2010-01-02T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:19:43.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7JPMrlY7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z0QqlxxxvUo/s1600-h/a+part+of+me.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7JPMrlY7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z0QqlxxxvUo/s320/a+part+of+me.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421992264339907506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;testing! (:&lt;div&gt;I hope the image size is appropriate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4987064722887078614?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4987064722887078614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing-i-hope-image-size-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4987064722887078614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4987064722887078614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing-i-hope-image-size-is.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz7JPMrlY7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z0QqlxxxvUo/s72-c/a+part+of+me.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6042849735359546337</id><published>2010-01-01T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:04:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy wants me to sleep before 1030 tonight! ):&lt;div&gt;Ohmy. That means I left like about 1 and a half hours! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took two days to work on my Geography LDQ and its not even done yet! Confirm die lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the show &lt;b&gt;Together&lt;/b&gt;! Its awesome 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; post up some random pics tmr if I feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this skin to death manz! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. &lt;a href="http://stopthetime-x.blogspot.com"&gt;Stopthetime&lt;/a&gt; is really awesome. Go and see! :D love their icons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6042849735359546337?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6042849735359546337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/daddy-wants-me-to-sleep-before-1030.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6042849735359546337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6042849735359546337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/daddy-wants-me-to-sleep-before-1030.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1111095484541698450</id><published>2010-01-01T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:01:21.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin! :D&lt;div&gt;credits to &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/318930"&gt;purple-licious&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://lithiumr-oses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yockyen&lt;/a&gt; for the Twitter feed codes, layout and design!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks alot :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I spent time on this instead of on my geog ldq. guess my new year resolution isn't going so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guilt's starting to kick in, so byeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1111095484541698450?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1111095484541698450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blogskin-d-credits-to-purple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1111095484541698450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1111095484541698450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blogskin-d-credits-to-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3991153052091104711</id><published>2009-12-31T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:33:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the last day of 2009! I hope everyone has spent it well! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;unlike me.&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;div&gt;okay, I seriously hope that next year 2010 will be a better year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like this year was totally sucky lor. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but next year got streaming leh! how to be better ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my resolution. its like fucking stupid la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to finish all my homework on time, so as to not give myself any unnecessary heart attacks when I end up rushing&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's practically impossible, knowing myself very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm even contradicting myself now, and its not even the new year yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing my geog ldq halfway, but this morning I promised myself I will blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, its the new year eve yea? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it that the super-duper-rushed schedule is coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like reaching home at 7plus, aiming to finish everything including shower and dinner by 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn impossible luhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I should invest my time in doing my work now! better than this weekend I rush okay, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fyi, now I left geog ldq, two chinese newspaper article reports and a chinese book report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds albeit little, but alot of effort and time needed! D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I WANNA GO TO THE BOYS LIKE GIRLS CONCERT! WHO WANTS TO BUY ME TICKETS?? 8D 8D 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha I know la, I'm damn buay paiseh one. *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3991153052091104711?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3991153052091104711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/todays-last-day-of-2009-i-hope-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3991153052091104711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3991153052091104711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/todays-last-day-of-2009-i-hope-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5247689452596263744</id><published>2009-12-30T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:37:09.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not going to Su-yi's alr.&lt;div&gt;seeee, tuition ruins everything. D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I completed history ytd! so proud of myself, hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later I have orthodon treatment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg no. it'll be totally back to those days when I couldn't even eat! *shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before that gonna eat Macs! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea my last meal before my teeth hurt like shit ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, chipmunk version of songs are soooo cute! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the chipettes are real pretty (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and I bought my new uniforms yesterday. now left excercise books...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the random train of thoughts! xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. found this awesome icon site. they said to credit if I used their stuff, and I have NO IDEA where to credit, so here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stopthetime-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab342/stopthetime/Stopthetime.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5247689452596263744?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5247689452596263744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-going-to-su-yis-alr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5247689452596263744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5247689452596263744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-going-to-su-yis-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7504132146099754072</id><published>2009-12-28T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:04:24.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG school's reopening in a week!&lt;div&gt;OMGOMGOMG. howhowhow. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like that die alr lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know how much homework I left anot. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geog essay, half of the history research, TWO CHINESE NEWSPAPER REPORTS AND CHINESE BOOK REPORT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you seeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tmr I have farewell and maths tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed going to Su-yi's house cos my mum wants to meet her mum. oh and summore got dental appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SCARED PAIN! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday there's Homecoming. I wanna eat Macs with my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday New Year's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it seems like Saturday and Sunday are the only days left for me to study. damn impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see my predicament?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Day went shopping with my parents :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent a grand total of 700 bucks. LOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will be like "omgwtfbbq how?! wtf you buy??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum got new specs which cost $328.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a fresh supply of contacts. 3 months. daily. $285. mad exx, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I bought a tube dress for Er Jie's wedding on the 29th of January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$29 only! so cheap! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch at KFC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zi char dinner. loves! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay la so is ABOUT 700bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait, still got buy unmentionables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to prepare for tmr's farewell now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye lovelies! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;♥&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/3968964155869668090-7504132146099754072?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7504132146099754072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-schools-reopening-in-week-omgomgomg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7504132146099754072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7504132146099754072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-schools-reopening-in-week-omgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2644462354003680824</id><published>2009-12-22T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:13:32.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOTS!&lt;div&gt;omfg I love my shopping hauls from ytd 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shopped till I wanna die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since I have nothing better to do now, shall list out stuff that I bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- toiletries from Watsons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nike track pants for my mum ( mad exx :/ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Christmas prezzie for Beatrice and Melanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kappa backpack!! :DD ( discountdiscount! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Popdoh donuts ( LOL random. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Heart necklace from Diva! I love it! Thanks mummy (: ( Christmas present )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err now I cant rmb what else I bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! went to ichiban.boshi for lunch @ centrepoint! haha mad loves lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sushi all the way! rofl :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh actually im not supposed to blog one leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when last time I couldn't sleep ( slept at 2!!! ) I was thinking, " omfg shit left one week plus till school reopens!! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need I mention how much work I have left? :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohyes, pics of the heart necklace on twitter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyah since i update there more often so you should just follow me there (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gohnikki"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeees! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2644462354003680824?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2644462354003680824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/woots-omfg-i-love-my-shopping-hauls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2644462354003680824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2644462354003680824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/woots-omfg-i-love-my-shopping-hauls.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1080399559102276444</id><published>2009-12-20T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:06:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to be hardworking and update links.&lt;div&gt;but I only can rmb one site! D8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if you've relinked or anything, kindly tag and I'll change it asap. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1080399559102276444?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1080399559102276444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/decided-to-be-hardworking-and-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1080399559102276444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1080399559102276444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/decided-to-be-hardworking-and-update.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-431934514119342281</id><published>2009-12-20T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:03:07.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I enjoy reading blogs whose owners like, post and update regularly. &lt;div&gt;but ironically, I hardly ever update my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like for a while, I'll keep remembering, and bore you guys to death with updates everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then slowly I start to get out of it and forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then never post liao lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont ask me why la. I'm like that with everything. like EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from candy to diaries to work or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a while I'll start to get into it and then after awhile forget again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like how that day I found a huge 1litre bottle of iced peach tea inside my kitchen cabinets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expired in july. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know when I bought it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I graduated from Peichun and missed the iced lemon tea and iced peach tea the drinks stall sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, did I mention the peach tea was unopened and totally untouched?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes even I cant believe myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if you wanna know why suddenly today so good got long post, i guess its cos Im in ' the mood ' again lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of which, I seriously can't believe its been a year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a year since I graduated, entered Cedar and everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes it feels like its just ytd ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg did I mention I miss Peichun's canteen food to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I superrr miss the char siew rice with the runny egg yolk on it!! rmb, Gladys? 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;costs me 1.20 which I thought was damn expensive at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I spend at least 2bucks on a meal in the canteen lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW IRONIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when things changes or goes away then you start to appreciate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyah i think its cos its the year end so kinda sentimental...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and, I'm so flaterred that there are actually people reading my blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm like a freaking boring person okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thanks for reading my blog! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. haha me and Rachel have tuition on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s. I'm trying to train myself to use capital letters appropriately. cos when I do school work it suddenly feels damn weird, cos normally I'm too lazy to use the shift key. hehz. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.p.s I really dont check my blog often, so sorry if I miss your tags! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS THE LAST DAY OF CIP~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-431934514119342281?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/431934514119342281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-enjoy-reading-blogs-whose-owners-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/431934514119342281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/431934514119342281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-enjoy-reading-blogs-whose-owners-like.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3790245562792912321</id><published>2009-12-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:01:01.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont have a life now.</title><content type='html'>self-explainable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3790245562792912321?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3790245562792912321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-life-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3790245562792912321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3790245562792912321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-life-now.html' title='i dont have a life now.'/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4084182391538863733</id><published>2009-12-08T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:16:58.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh hey. didnt think there were actually readers to my blog LOL.&lt;div&gt;watching Singapore Idol now. totally hate it that they always create suspense, go for commercial breaks etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waste my time!! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think Sylvia sure get in today, i mean, she did so well la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i really want Tabitha to win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously canNOT believe she's 17. when im 17 i wanna be like her! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, my mioTV set-top box cant work! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking forward to watching the free gossipgirl tho. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4084182391538863733?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4084182391538863733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/ooh-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4084182391538863733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4084182391538863733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/12/ooh-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-800019820963391357</id><published>2009-11-24T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:19:57.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey (:&lt;div&gt;i felt that i really should update my blog haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda lazing around these days, putting off holiday hw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohyes, going to some sengkang pool with bea later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually in about half an hour :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent even started packing la! gonna end up rushing like mad later, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally expected x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missed jiaxin's bday party cos my dad took leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end he ended up working the whole day also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats the fucking point can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now also working ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*severely tempted to confiscate his laptop*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;I WANNA NEW PHONE!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt; ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bea's new phone is awesome ttm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want. i want. i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but have to wait till someone's contract expires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think my dad's should be expiring soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or at least, earlier than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyah he no need to change phone la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his oldold nokia express music can alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, he only uses his phone for calls, smses and the radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and summore got blackberry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whereas, my phone is constantly giving me problems, blacking out etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay why am i talking about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rofl darn random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be doing geog hw right now, must go the dunno what CIA website to find info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ended up with 10 tabs, like twitter, blogs and this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always like that one lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sianx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth suddenly rmb tmr got band ! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep forgetting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and, 6a'08 class chalet is cominggg! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supa cant wait. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-800019820963391357?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/800019820963391357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-i-felt-that-i-really-should-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/800019820963391357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/800019820963391357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-i-felt-that-i-really-should-update.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-752579945220133688</id><published>2009-11-02T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:14:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeee.&lt;div&gt;went out to watch cloudy with a chance of meatballs today with bea (L).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so funny and sweet! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr tuition starts ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna watch my sister's keeper :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;addressed to flamers :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course i know the meaning of fuck. if you dont, its okay. anw, i use it as a swear word, and here's not a dictionary, stop trying to define the meaning of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know who is 'the person'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, i didnt know bitch is a compliment. do people usually use it to compliment you often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im really interested to know why we're discussing my hair. so its flat. it looks like airport runway. i've changed it long ago. and lastly, its none of your business !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me know in what way im a no lifer. thanks . im blogging on MY blog, you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, of course you can comment. its not my problem if you enjoy these sadistic acts like these . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you cant stand me, please get as far away from me as possible. i've realised that you like to contradict yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not interested to know what your dog looks like, stop showing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont think im showing boobs or that my dp sucks, if that's your opinion. stop trying to make yourself sound like you're really gorgeous and take awesome photos. i dont think so anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, so you people like to repeat yourselves, eh ? aiya, my boobs flat, i know you guys very well endowed sia. and please stop tainting my blog, i know you guys dont have much to do, but there's alot of other ways to spend time in case you havent realised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, i have low EQ ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you're still wondering about armpit fats (?!) , you can stop wondering. my hair's just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont give blowjobs to random people . tyvm. i bet you have alot of experience though ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i know i have big eyebags. so ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wow, im not a dog dear. i have money to rebond it, and i paid it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say its 'heartfelt words', in my opinion its just plain flaming. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course you can. i just dont appreciate it. i mean, dont you guys have ANYTHING else to do ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont have a teddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont watch television ? OH SORRY, i forgot all your time is wasted on people's blogs, 'commenting' on people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS FOR VISITING A 'SHAMELESS' PERSON'S BLOG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont come back la, lest you go blind (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a good suggestion for you , GO FLY KITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmy, seriously wonder why people have time to do this. thank god exams are over alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-752579945220133688?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/752579945220133688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/752579945220133688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/752579945220133688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8418410295145604978</id><published>2009-11-01T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:57:38.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mannn.&lt;div&gt;tmr got band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno whether got fall in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so have to make an effort to reach early, which is so not typical of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll probably end up late anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'll miss the 26.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next year, the new campus will be super nice la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and super far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ! i absolutely love the new paper's article on clicknetwork.tv !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha not that im gloating or what ar, its just that i find what all the critics say totally not true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, sonia and xue sha very bimbo meh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fine la, they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what i first thought too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they're funny right ? its supposed to be a comedy , hello...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dont see what's wrong with kaykay's and xiaxue's kiss, although i know its not advisable for young kids, haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay la, shall continue watching my telly. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8418410295145604978?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8418410295145604978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/mannn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8418410295145604978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8418410295145604978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/11/mannn.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-517217877015812488</id><published>2009-10-28T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:37:27.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyy (:&lt;div&gt;sorry for not blogging for , err nearly two weeks ? :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i seriously cant stand it that the canteen's closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now during the measly 45 min lunch, i have to walk to the school opposite there for lunch, change tee, walk back etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the time, i have to gulp down my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so rush can ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, you know i cant stand people who flame others on blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to view a perfect example refer to my tagboard on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, these people are usually cowards. like the 'passerby', most flamers simply refuse to put their real names, saying all sorts of stuff like im a bitch etc. cowards lo. no other way to put it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second, HELLO DONT LIKE ME THEN DONT READ MY BLOG LA ! fuckerrrs. say what, my hair so straight still rebond my hair dunno what, I WANT TO DO WHAT ITS MY CHOICE, ITS MY LIFE. and you're very pretty? i dont think so. cos if you were, why would you be spending your precious time on my blog, dont you agree? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third, hey 'passerby', so you read my blog then i become whoever you want me to be la. like your 'dog' ? HELLO WANT TO SAY BITCH JUST SAY IT ! orh then suddenly everyone will say on my tagboard : hey you look like my (blah)  can you ( do this ) . fuck you !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fourth, who are you to call me 'young kiddo' ? i might even be more mature than you. i dont blog ALL my thoughts here like an idiot okay. and btw, WHO DOESNT KNOW WHAT DOES FUCK MEAN ?! '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw, thanks for taking time to read my blog. i cant even find the post where i said i was daddy's girl (?) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least i have better things to do , compared to a no-lifer like you, reading other people's blogs and posting shit comments on tagboards. i didnt know i was so interesting , eh ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep, that's my take on flamers. or the one patronising my blog in particular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im smart ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-517217877015812488?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/517217877015812488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyyyy-sorry-for-not-blogging-for-err.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/517217877015812488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/517217877015812488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyyyy-sorry-for-not-blogging-for-err.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8582925164431448617</id><published>2009-10-15T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:37:07.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeee.&lt;div&gt;exams are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow not very high leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like , super lethargic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super tired of life arh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw maths was shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i totally wont be able to score well la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's what i told my tuition teacher and now she's freaking out. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my cousin likes to make fun of me on fb :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today went to collect my phone! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally i dont see any problem le. if not i swear i'll kill the suay cso who's attending to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i. hate. sony. ericsson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my next phone is soooo not gonna be sony ericsson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrr. D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah and after school, went to koufu for lunch, looked at doors which happened to be on display in front of the 238 queue, went to j8, saw alethea outside tpy the body shop and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, here's the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beatrice was at j8 the fucking same time i was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that we were oblivious to that la, until she called me like two hours laterrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haix. could have met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and kk was there too ! but i didnt see her :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;twitter owns 8]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tmr going to taka and ion orchard to shop with my mum (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night dearies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8582925164431448617?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8582925164431448617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8582925164431448617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8582925164431448617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8737283277313625652</id><published>2009-10-14T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:35:52.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i walked home in the rain today. (L)&lt;div&gt;and blasted love story and sang like nobody's business. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left maths tmr !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmyfreedom. COME TO MAMA! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha anw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's science was shit. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean like, all the mcq options look the same to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how am i supposed to choose one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im gonna fail. its like totally impossible to get highest in class again and save my fucking face okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*exhales.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should probably stop thinking abt this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of which, i swear next year im gonna study like a nerd after the teacher's teaches a topic. like i hate this la. i have heart attacks like everyday during the exam period okay. and the whole of the year i spend doing some ridiculous shit that teachers assigned to us. fuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay shit. maths tuition later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework? obviously not done la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love my latte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta go. see you tmr, probably gonna surf like shit. literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8737283277313625652?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8737283277313625652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-walked-home-in-rain-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8737283277313625652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8737283277313625652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-walked-home-in-rain-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5844374765162933372</id><published>2009-10-13T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:32:50.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so.&lt;div&gt;lit today was sucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used like 3 packets of tissue for my sinus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and obviously didnt have enough time to finish the paper la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heck care la, anw im like so gonna fail anything, this doesnt make much of a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on my way home , i met MY MUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently she was going auntie shopping at ntuc. with her auntie friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw and i was with alethea and ogin. and maria, who was walking to macs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, she had to shout my name. and wave like a maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck! so embarrassing i tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole tpc was like staring at us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man. but the pancake she bought was cute (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it had a face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smiley face (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha should have took a pic before i ate it la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay gonna cook my teriyaki chicken le!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( actually its watch my mum do it la, but anyway )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5844374765162933372?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5844374765162933372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5844374765162933372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5844374765162933372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-so.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5553496509938742399</id><published>2009-10-10T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:57:41.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i feel like im giving a dayt0day account of my life ._.&lt;div&gt;but anyway no one actually reads my blog , so it doesnt really matter cos i wont be boring anyone to death, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proof : the tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah and i tried installing a counter last night but it didnt work. and it had this stupid advert attached so i removed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh this sucks. been slacking the whole of yesterday and up till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have maths tuition later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5553496509938742399?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5553496509938742399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-i-feel-like-im-giving-dayt0day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5553496509938742399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5553496509938742399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-i-feel-like-im-giving-dayt0day.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1960251797642162362</id><published>2009-10-09T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:40:44.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner was sushi, yummy !&lt;div&gt;haha i love the prawn-egg-mayo-cucumber mix!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its sounds disgusting, but its really nice ok !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA cos i made it! ( i only mixed it all together la :X )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the sushi was obviously rolled by my mum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xiaxue rocks haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im so fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you believe what i ate today ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 slices of bread, strawberry pocky, instant noodles, mushroom soup, green tea and sushi. lots of sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthefuck la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im already like superheavy alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you imagine during holidays im everyday at home then eat superalot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i'll become fugly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haix...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh whatever. tata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. maths tuition tmr ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1960251797642162362?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1960251797642162362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner-was-sushi-yummy-haha-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1960251797642162362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1960251797642162362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner-was-sushi-yummy-haha-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8395606858925347860</id><published>2009-10-09T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:20:10.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;div&gt;im drinking mushroom soup as i write this, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so freaking pathetic, open the packet so much powder come out, dunno how much water to add...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i spent like the whole day watching guide to life, reading xiaxue's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean after geog exam la duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im like so pathetic, i have to actually check my blog to see when i stopped blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont blame me la, got exam kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that i actually studied ! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so i stopped on monday. right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tuesday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err i was late for school ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrived at 7.40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and monday i was like nearly late. reached at slightly before 7.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but surprisingly, monday i was caught and tuesday i wasnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos tuesday i was late until morning assembly was alr over and no one was there ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to orchard after school (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ion and taka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate yoshinoya and went with my mum to get a washing machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our old one was like ten years old ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so... not really much time to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday. errr. &lt;u&gt;tried&lt;/u&gt; to study la. tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently i studied everything except for convection rain AND THEY HAD TO TEST THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuckk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i just like tikamtikam lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my LDQ was shitty. serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was supposed to buy hairclips from sinma but yeah, forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos saw alethea and ogin queueing up at the ticket station, so took 238 with them (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came up, mum and dad came back from the temple alr ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i thought i could have some quiet time alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos they went to the temple to pray for ahma or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ewww. just acted-smart and went to add water to my mushroom soup. now it tastes so freaking diluted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want exams to be over, and quick at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna go out (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and buy a curler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just joking la, like as if my mum will agree to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she'll be like "you rebond your hair then you want to curl it ?! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthefuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life's a bitch manz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8395606858925347860?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8395606858925347860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8395606858925347860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8395606858925347860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey_09.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7357271470329625092</id><published>2009-10-05T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:09:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;div&gt;came home with alethea today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked superalot (: (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and today, during mutton's class, me shengmin and sylvia were like 'supposedly studying'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we were talking la, to state the obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, wasnt really great you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i think i kinda got hysterical during pe... :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha no la, i think its the adrenaline or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i was saying today that i find mrs wong a really bad teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, when people give suggestions , she totally doesnt accept them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and insists on her way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what kind of teacher is this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;summore today the survey on LMS that we were required to do, asked if we had a good rapport with our teachers and if they cared for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puh-leaseeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like real lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant stand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and, when it came to the part where they asked about canteen food, i put disagree! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha ok, im getting nonsensical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and xiaxue is freaking funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her blog and guide to life is like so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nowonder she has like 'the most popular blog' in singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sacarsm here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma nice person, haha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7357271470329625092?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7357271470329625092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7357271470329625092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7357271470329625092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey_05.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2155366743354544387</id><published>2009-10-03T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:29:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;div&gt;sorry didnt post for like err.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, my paternal grandma's funeral. super unexpected, yet expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok what am i saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, she was hospitalised but i expected her to survive okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got sixty bucks in inheritance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in old singapore notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which im not supposed to use....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and a ten dollar angbao, which i HAVE  to use, ironically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a whole bunch of ten cent coins which i have to keep till... well when i die too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few days after the cremation, which i got to skip school ( 8D ), my maternal grandmother was hospitalised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got not much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh but she's discharged now x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shes apparently depressed and senile. and i havent seen her since chinesenewyear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think she needs a visit from me ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha okay but i dont even know where's she's staying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont say im ignorant, but things are just real complicated over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;endofyears began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i had to cram like crazy since the funeral was held at my house downstairs void deck, and i was too busy rushing up and down like crazy so obviously got no time to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WOW i just realised that i've slacked the whole of today and ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless you count the two paragraphs of a literature unseen PART question that i did just to show my mum that i actually did something (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha im awesomeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and wait a sec i go check my phone. i think i've ignored it for like errr, 5 hours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOOPS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay did i mention that my phone's been to the sony ericsson service centre TWICE this month?! like wtf la so much problems. *pissed* .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now im using my mum's laoya phone, and she's phoneless apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh weixi just smsed my happy midautumn hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY MIDAUTUMN EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like anyone actually reads my blog, as i can see from the tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should seriously install a visitor counter or something, probably now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh did i mention im going out for steak tonight? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha but that's in a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now if i could just stop thinking about it cos its making me hungry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haix. abstaining from food ( or at least trying to ! ) is hard. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXAMS YOU BETTER HURRY UP FINISH BEFORE I GO AND SMACK YOUR ASS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND TEACHERS BETTER GIVE ME GOOD GRADES IF NOT I ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;errrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll just do something to you on impulse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2155366743354544387?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2155366743354544387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2155366743354544387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2155366743354544387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-8337004228294304970</id><published>2009-09-15T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:12:59.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgggg. &lt;div&gt;the most unglam-ness thing that could happen happened to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky no one reads my blog, but anw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now 1H  move down to flexi classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sitting in the front row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iwannasitwithshengminnao. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blame it on my suay-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a zuowen to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what am i doing here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-8337004228294304970?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/8337004228294304970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/omgggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8337004228294304970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/8337004228294304970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/omgggg.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6458432362400976529</id><published>2009-09-13T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T10:27:01.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqxXLb-4jhI/AAAAAAAAACk/XknFBVfmWAE/s1600-h/i+thought+i+loved+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqxXLb-4jhI/AAAAAAAAACk/XknFBVfmWAE/s320/i+thought+i+loved+you.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380771508802588178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;well, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;im thinking of ___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;but, i have more stuff to worry about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i have two chinese essays not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;and im trying to call everyone up to ask how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;cos i dont even know what's the question saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;apparently everyone's sleeping etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;its past ten already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;WAKEYWAKEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ohwells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;this really isnt working out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thanks shengmin for reminding me that there's approximately 3 weeks till EOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;and that's not very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;so, the mad rush to study will be starting soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;s&gt;and im trying to refrain myself from watcing gossipgirl .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;if i can actually find them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"Warner Bros. has taken back the copyright to these videos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;?!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;only if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;back to th-compos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thinking of you. (L)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3968964155869668090-6458432362400976529?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6458432362400976529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-well-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6458432362400976529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6458432362400976529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-well-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqxXLb-4jhI/AAAAAAAAACk/XknFBVfmWAE/s72-c/i+thought+i+loved+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-2184051614066590773</id><published>2009-09-12T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:37:43.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sqt4tRznPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ7NSIDyf24/s1600-h/a+million+reasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sqt4tRznPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ7NSIDyf24/s320/a+million+reasons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380526899093519410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay. &lt;div&gt;my laptop is screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its becoming so laggy. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facebook is getting on my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant seem to make myself study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iwannagoout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now im talking randomly. what else could happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of which, just thinking of my homework is giving me migraine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a compo, two zuowens, and two science papers left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to mention d&amp;amp;t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll probably just scribble something out and hand it in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my results.... are only satisfactory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, they're up on ntrix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mom was like screaming although it was rather late last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i flunked hcl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can i say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really dont feel like starting school again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like sitting at the foyer cause i was late, listening to boring classes, squeezing on the insanely crowded bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's band on monday. still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone remind me to bring my flute, before i get strangled by someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-2184051614066590773?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/2184051614066590773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2184051614066590773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/2184051614066590773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sqt4tRznPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ7NSIDyf24/s72-c/a+million+reasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5832860775326336239</id><published>2009-09-10T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:40:20.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;whoppee!&lt;br /&gt;finally found the stupid memory card connector (?) so i can upload pics.&lt;br /&gt;haha dunno what's it called.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got a new flute today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, i barely started on my holdiday homework :X&lt;br /&gt;so sianx ._.&lt;br /&gt;gonna hafta chiong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is really not the day.&lt;br /&gt;seirously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i just dont feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/3968964155869668090-5832860775326336239?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5832860775326336239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoppee-finally-found-stupid-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5832860775326336239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5832860775326336239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoppee-finally-found-stupid-memory.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5873146030513626930</id><published>2009-09-09T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:27:17.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqeykidhbhI/AAAAAAAAABo/GXmTyTd94cI/s1600-h/i+love+your+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqeykidhbhI/AAAAAAAAABo/GXmTyTd94cI/s320/i+love+your+smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379464620713012754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect way to describe what im thinking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. changed the date setting. so its kinda correct now . (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5873146030513626930?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5873146030513626930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-way-to-describe-what-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5873146030513626930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5873146030513626930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-way-to-describe-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqeykidhbhI/AAAAAAAAABo/GXmTyTd94cI/s72-c/i+love+your+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7366520406635446260</id><published>2009-09-09T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:08:16.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant seem to tear myself away from my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;like wth,&lt;br /&gt;just look at my holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;i did like one only ?! &lt;br /&gt;oh and there's band tmr. &lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;which leaves me with friday and the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;and i have tuition on friday.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;start rushing lo.&lt;br /&gt;but now i watching singapore idol :X&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;when will i change. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don’t look away, don’t run away,&lt;br /&gt;baby it’s only life,&lt;br /&gt;don’t lose your faith,don’t run away,&lt;br /&gt;it’s only life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7366520406635446260?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7366520406635446260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-seem-to-tear-myself-away-from-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7366520406635446260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7366520406635446260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-seem-to-tear-myself-away-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-1456391559991058801</id><published>2009-09-08T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:29:42.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqY8EIfjb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ByBvY-pKwGo/s1600-h/ouch+that+hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqY8EIfjb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ByBvY-pKwGo/s320/ouch+that+hurt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379052846637608834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;today's dental appointment at cedar primary sucked.&lt;br /&gt;shall start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 830, appointment at 940.&lt;br /&gt;i was late. &lt;br /&gt;haha righhttt as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently its freaking far from the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wake up earlier next year D:&lt;br /&gt;eekkk.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;okok,&lt;br /&gt;so when i went in i saw esther ! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha oh and how come you do so long one, esther. (:&lt;br /&gt;anw&lt;br /&gt;so they did cleaning (?) for me?&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;when i came out.&lt;br /&gt;MY GUMS WERE BLEEDING LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;so i run back in.&lt;br /&gt;and asked if i can rinse my mouth or something.&lt;br /&gt;oh and why it was bleeding ._.&lt;br /&gt;then the stupid dentist say its cos i have sensitive gums (!), and it will stop bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, is she do my teeth one okay.&lt;br /&gt;nowonder so pain.&lt;br /&gt;feel like sueing her.&lt;br /&gt;summore i kena the young and inexperienced one.&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;suayyyyy lor. D:&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;now i dont dare to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, on the way home, i used my mirror to see.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf scary can.&lt;br /&gt;not only one place bleed okay.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;so pissed again thinking about it now.&lt;br /&gt;and my tuition teacher is totally not replying my smses.&lt;br /&gt;so do i have to go tmr ?! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;whatthehell is happening to me these days.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope they dont get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i havent started on my holiday homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-1456391559991058801?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/1456391559991058801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-todays-dental-appointment-at-cedar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1456391559991058801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/1456391559991058801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-todays-dental-appointment-at-cedar.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqY8EIfjb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ByBvY-pKwGo/s72-c/ouch+that+hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3767663261021469979</id><published>2009-09-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:25:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqUTMOnOnfI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Phks4ir8a8/s1600-h/rosy+seaside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqUTMOnOnfI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Phks4ir8a8/s320/rosy+seaside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378726430765915634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sky looks really. red. &lt;br /&gt;im bored ._.&lt;br /&gt;there's seriously nothing much to do. except study.&lt;br /&gt;which doesnt sound very tempting to me.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just stone the whole day through. you know, be invisible or something.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;had band today.&lt;br /&gt;reached at like 915am.&lt;br /&gt;not suprising, haha.&lt;br /&gt;im infamous for being late :D&lt;br /&gt;ms sia came today :X&lt;br /&gt;nearly died .&lt;br /&gt;went to the nearby restaurant ( ? ) for lunch with section . (:&lt;br /&gt;haha ate fried rice. was okay :)&lt;br /&gt;gossiped with sec 3 seniors during sectionals :D&lt;br /&gt;haha so fun!&lt;br /&gt;love you seniors! ♥&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;tmr i have dental appointment at cedar primary :|&lt;br /&gt;first, AHHHHH OMG DENTAL! D:&lt;br /&gt;second, omgggg why so far.&lt;br /&gt;summore i think mine is like the earliest! &lt;br /&gt;940am okayyyyy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;hope it doesnt hurt :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna go library! :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3767663261021469979?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3767663261021469979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-sky-looks-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3767663261021469979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3767663261021469979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-sky-looks-really.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqUTMOnOnfI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Phks4ir8a8/s72-c/rosy+seaside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-7123174534618440340</id><published>2009-09-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:56:20.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqOGvMsVghI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Qtq7z-CqCJo/s1600-h/ily09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqOGvMsVghI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Qtq7z-CqCJo/s320/ily09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378290525429662226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoming a sucker for facebook applications.&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day online, serious.&lt;br /&gt;listened to the song " love me " by collin raye.&lt;br /&gt;like omg so touching ♥&lt;br /&gt;haha oh and, there's band tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont die. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-7123174534618440340?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/7123174534618440340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/becoming-sucker-for-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7123174534618440340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/7123174534618440340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/becoming-sucker-for-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/SqOGvMsVghI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Qtq7z-CqCJo/s72-c/ily09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-3968585794355747487</id><published>2009-09-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:12:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rightttt.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the last day of the term.&lt;br /&gt;and im not excited.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, okay, there's a seven-day-break, with two alr reserved for cca, two at least for tuition...&lt;br /&gt;there isn't much left you know.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;annddddd.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have to stop being late for school.&lt;br /&gt;stupid mr chue.&lt;br /&gt;ytd ask me to walk back to class with him.&lt;br /&gt;then in the end what.&lt;br /&gt;everyone stared.&lt;br /&gt;late only what!&lt;br /&gt;until like ppl from sec 1 also saw.&lt;br /&gt;like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also never do homework.&lt;br /&gt;like my d&amp;t.&lt;br /&gt;like my chinese zuowen, which is a week and 3 days overdue, which lilaoshi reminded me to do today.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;cant stand it alr.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-3968585794355747487?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/3968585794355747487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/rightttt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3968585794355747487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/3968585794355747487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/09/rightttt.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6321136396977537934</id><published>2009-08-30T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:23:42.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;sorry so long time no post.&lt;br /&gt;i am so freaking pissed okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find gossip girl videos!&lt;br /&gt;then is like got one stupid website say "you have watched more than 72 min, please upgrade to our premium acc "&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;i watched like less than 2 mins okay!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;andand,&lt;br /&gt;all the good websites like youtube all say "the video has been removed due to copyright infringement"&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;anyone who has good website tell me kay!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;oh and,&lt;br /&gt;only if it can stop raining.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, i wait so many months then the pool finally open then now still cant swim ?! D:&lt;br /&gt;what suay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to do work lo.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;still got maths, "the handout", my superrrroverdue chinese zuowen etc.&lt;br /&gt;which i obviously dont bother to do!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;well, probably i'll do maths.&lt;br /&gt;cos my maths sucks.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going back peichun!&lt;br /&gt;soexcited~&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone! (including the food :P )&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards going out with rachel and gladys! ♥&lt;br /&gt;haha love you guys ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking sianx. &lt;br /&gt;bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6321136396977537934?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6321136396977537934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6321136396977537934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6321136396977537934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5604674189542864277</id><published>2009-08-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:56:37.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed skin !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;please leave a tag! :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5604674189542864277?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5604674189542864277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/changed-skin-please-leave-tag-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5604674189542864277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5604674189542864277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/changed-skin-please-leave-tag-x.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-4784340091672509883</id><published>2009-08-29T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:47:48.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. &lt;br /&gt;meettheparents went fine.&lt;br /&gt;as in, the comments mr khoo gave were okay.&lt;br /&gt;but the way my mum interpreted it was not.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;anyway .&lt;br /&gt;monday's teachers day celebration. &lt;br /&gt;going back to peichun!&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone does too.&lt;br /&gt;so can have like, some kind of informal class reunion :X&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;just dropped by for a short post.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go visit my grandma now!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-4784340091672509883?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/4784340091672509883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4784340091672509883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/4784340091672509883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-6041421067409620007</id><published>2009-07-23T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:14:40.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALA.&lt;br /&gt;TINKIE-WINKIE, TIPSY, LALA, PO.&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry for the random-ness(:&lt;br /&gt;thought of lala, then the teletubies song.&lt;br /&gt;weeee~&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything to do now.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, apart from doing homework/assessment/tuition work.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;thinking about what to post...&lt;br /&gt;oh i know!&lt;br /&gt;ok so today was superrrrfunny&lt;br /&gt;but now it seems i cant rmb :X&lt;br /&gt;ohno. bad memory. or short term. ):&lt;br /&gt;ok so.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bring my thermometer today.&lt;br /&gt;and that left a strong impression on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i just faced shengmin.&lt;br /&gt;which is the opposite direction of mr chue.&lt;br /&gt;so obviously he cant see me.&lt;br /&gt;but when band even worse.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD i thought ahead and borrowed a shengmin's thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;not that i intended to use it.&lt;br /&gt;its just to show, i have a thermometer ok?!&lt;br /&gt;which actually saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher ic wanted us to line up to show her our thermometers cann!&lt;br /&gt;but i told her i accidentally switched it off.&lt;br /&gt;so the temp. reading not there.&lt;br /&gt;haha smart mee(((:&lt;br /&gt;if not will get into deep shit can.&lt;br /&gt;got one girl never bring then have to buy D:&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna waste five bucks like that kayyy.&lt;br /&gt;ok so tmr must rmb bring thermometer!&lt;br /&gt;its like, i left it on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was ransacking my bag.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;i have to rush out my maths pt reflections.&lt;br /&gt;so gtg!&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i know im neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;like come for awhile, every once in awhile....&lt;br /&gt;LOL that rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-6041421067409620007?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/6041421067409620007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/lala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6041421067409620007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/6041421067409620007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/lala.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-162139069345411949</id><published>2009-07-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:37:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my fucking schedule is overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD TMR NO CCA. &lt;br /&gt;that's the only thing im looking forward to tmr.&lt;br /&gt;every other day of the week im busy.&lt;br /&gt;actually no.&lt;br /&gt;EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;haix&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have time to rush out my work.&lt;br /&gt;let alone watch bof?&lt;br /&gt;im still stuck at ep 13.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me about it.&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;i have to do my d&amp;t mindmap.&lt;br /&gt;and my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;OMG CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, bye.&lt;br /&gt;you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-162139069345411949?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/162139069345411949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/162139069345411949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/162139069345411949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517991056157361026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhXlu4seL0A/Sz19Djqe9fI/AAAAAAAAADM/u65qUYi5980/S220/cameraaa..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968964155869668090.post-5895992352625242750</id><published>2009-07-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:39:20.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whopeee.&lt;br /&gt;i've succeeded in making myself more stoned ._.&lt;br /&gt;i've been using comp since like, urhm.&lt;br /&gt;6?&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;and now my eyes hurt :X&lt;br /&gt;better go sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;and my blog is urhm.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave you to find the word for it.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll give you a clue,&lt;br /&gt;i choose deserted.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt be so sleepy/tired/stoned.&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be writing compos at 7PM.&lt;br /&gt;*exhales.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968964155869668090-5895992352625242750?l=emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/feeds/5895992352625242750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/whopeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5895992352625242750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968964155869668090/posts/default/5895992352625242750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptywhispers-x.blogspot.com/2009/07/whopeee.html' title=''/><author><name>♥; 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