<?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-6262203</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:32:35.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e 1st cut iz the deepest..</title><subtitle type='html'>THINK U'RE E ONLY ONE WHO'S NOT BEEN TAKEN?
fret not,nobody wants me either... =(</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-109230149931488539</id><published>2004-08-12T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T17:04:59.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Heart is Red What Color is Your Heart?  brought to you by oh...so i'm in love..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109230149931488539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109230149931488539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109230149931488539' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-109230041709147641</id><published>2004-08-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T16:49:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when i fall in love...i was listening to this song juz now...i was thinking bt my crushes...yes,not juz one...i hv crushes on so many ppl at the moment,haha...n there's one guy,i feel a bit happy when i see him,i steal a glance at him sumtimes...but do i like him??well,me myself dunno tt...anyway,i did a quiz juz now...n here's the result:Morpheus?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109230041709147641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109230041709147641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109230041709147641' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-109143943932998808</id><published>2004-08-02T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T17:45:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLABBERMOUTHi hv learnt to keep secrets.i used to be such a blabbermouth,telling a fren another fren's secret becoz it feels uncomfortable to noe a secret n not telling it.FELT LIKE A DUMBASSi felt dumb reading my previous entry.. =[CAMPFIREsaturdae's campfire was a bad one,i guess.or else eliz,hueyx n me wouldn't hv escaped to the beach.it was fun for me over there.we sang songs (quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109143943932998808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109143943932998808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109143943932998808' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-109123817533881916</id><published>2004-07-31T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T09:42:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAMPFIRE2dae's campfire nite.n thiz iz probably the 1st time i decided to join in thiz kind of activities.i rmb the last campfire was in pr.5 during a camp.n fr then on,my love grew for campfires.prime minister goh iz gonna be there tonite,i heard.i tink it's realli such a pity tt he's gonna step down.he's been a nice man introducing new stuffs for the country n society,n alwaes such a friendly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109123817533881916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/109123817533881916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109123817533881916' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108953354150533615</id><published>2004-07-11T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T16:12:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Addictedi'm addicted to putting on black eyeliner on my lower eyelid.i 1st put it on when i was in the musical.i was initially so scared when mdm suriadi helped me to draw.afraid she would accidentally poke my eyes with tt pencil.now i can't stop making-up.i wear it even at hm,juz for fun.End Of My Lifedie...hvn't print my emaths pp1 of holiday assignment yet.gotta hand up tml(oredi late).my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108953354150533615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108953354150533615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108953354150533615' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108943287714084079</id><published>2004-07-10T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T12:14:37.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  our school is gonna be featured in the sunday Lifestyle newspaper(under sunday times)...i read it in newspaper 2dae..watch out for it...i can't wait,babe..it shld be abt the musical...i'm juz so proud to be in temasek,to be a temasekian...time flies..niw i'm oredi in sec.3.one more yr to go b4 i leave thiz sch..i can oredi feel the sadness.  i juz can't stand u...how can anyone be 15 n still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108943287714084079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108943287714084079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108943287714084079' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108937064580113249</id><published>2004-07-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:57:25.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  minus rushing to finish my 'jianbao' n kena 'molested' by idiot joseph,i tink 2dae is a pretty gd dae.  thiz morning i hv diarrhoea(how to spell??) twice n i almost dun wan to go to sch.but i'm glad i did go cos 2dae iz a happy day.we played badminton for PE n i dunno why,i juz kept laughing (as usual)..until my stomach muscles veri painful sia...tt might be the reason why i hv a 'hard' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108937064580113249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108937064580113249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108937064580113249' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108936722396434503</id><published>2004-07-09T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:00:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck u joseph...dun u ever touch me again..or i'll slap u across the face 4 the 2nd time.u want to touch,go n touch ur pamela lah..hv gf oredi still anyhow touch touch...u pervertic damn disgusting creature..u SUCK..I HATE U!!!wad hv i done 2 deserve to noe so many nice ppl? haiz,sometimes i feel bad tt i'm a bore..goddamn shit...i feel so much better aft letting it all out(not shit lah).i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108936722396434503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108936722396434503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108936722396434503' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108882017366522462</id><published>2004-07-03T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T10:02:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy/Shalala/It's so nice to be happyYeah!!! I'm so happy!!! The musical was a huge success n my family thot it was gr8 too! My dad gave it a 4 out of 5 stars.Wowee!!! But i made a blunder for Thiz IZ hOW U DO IT.i was too nervous n faced my back to the audience while placing the spoon on the table the 1st round,arrghh...N my dad said i tilt my head too high up,well,it's not my fault i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108882017366522462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108882017366522462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108882017366522462' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108814103037286367</id><published>2004-06-25T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:23:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hvn't been bloggin' 4 a long time...not quite used to ty~~~g now..tt damn musical,aiyoh...wait til u c me perform,i hv to do make a dumb pose.putting my arms in such a way like those female sopranoes trying to squeeze their high notes,n then i hv to hold my head up high...i seemed retard n can't resist lafing...everytime i see the dancers perform,i can't help regretting not joining dance in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108814103037286367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108814103037286367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108814103037286367' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108701078091093643</id><published>2004-06-12T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T11:26:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i realised not many ppl blogged animore...including me..i'm so tired...i wonder how the AGM goes,i hope henry did not get the post of chairman..haha..will i get scolded 4 not turning up 4 the camp?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108701078091093643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108701078091093643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108701078091093643' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108676368439581646</id><published>2004-06-09T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T14:48:04.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i AM tt kind of person...if u make me angry even 4 some small things,i will rmb u n wad u do 4eva...so if u want me to rmb u,plzz,make me angry...or if u r tt kind of supernice guyz tt iz almost extinct in thiz world...be romantic or juz be realli nice n friendly to me...even if i dun like u now...i'll gradually fall 4 u..yucks..who wants 2b 'CRUSHED' by me aniwae...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108676368439581646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108676368439581646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108676368439581646' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108675929721456083</id><published>2004-06-09T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T13:34:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i did a quiz...n here's the result:The PrissDeliberate Brutal Love Dreamer (DBLDf)    Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.     Prisses are the smartest of all female types. You're highly perceptive, and confident in your judgements. You'd take brutal honesty over superficiality any time--your friends always know where they stand with you. You're completely unfake. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108675929721456083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108675929721456083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108675929721456083' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108666355525599044</id><published>2004-06-08T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T10:59:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...so wad is wrong wif me...i brought $30 to go shop ytd but ended up buying nuthin...each time i want to buy smthg...i oso tell myself not to waste tt money..i alwaes enjoyed shop~~~g...but how did i turn out like tt? i would like to go bugis somedae n spend my $ on the food though..n mayb i would juz want to go alone...i dun like to ask ppl things...i rather do things on my own...unless </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108666355525599044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108666355525599044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108666355525599044' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108658167489391327</id><published>2004-06-07T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T12:14:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow..tt's weird of benjy..he's gonna hv piano lesson but actually started a bit of a conversation wif me...then he left b4 we  xchanged 10 sentences...aniwae,i went to try contact lenses ytd,n tt was shit.i was too timid to sort of like watch my own finger 'poke'into my own eyeball..i tried a lot of times putting it in but all failed.ytd nite when i got hm,but eyes still suffered a bit of pain.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108658167489391327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108658167489391327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108658167489391327' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108648875859888181</id><published>2004-06-06T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T10:25:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am currently reading a book which i borrowed fr the library,the theme iz a tragic one,but i find the book a nice one to read.itz not tt i like to read ppl die lah,it's like the bk captures my attention n while i was reading the bk on the bus ytd,i almost cried..wah lau,so pathetic...i hope tt nv ever happens in real life,but it does..the last time i cried while reading a bk iz last yr,reading </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108648875859888181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108648875859888181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108648875859888181' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108648557699770585</id><published>2004-06-06T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T09:32:56.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 bloody bitches have emerged as finalists for the 'Yes! I'm the Bitch' contest.Names will not be revealed juz yet...n unfortunately,they nv will.They can sing their 'KETCHUP SONG' for as long as they like,preferably until they die..so tt they hv 'done their best n hv no regrets at all'.If the 3 suckers think their song iz so funny n creative..mayb they shld juz audition for 'Singapore Idol',</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108648557699770585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108648557699770585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108648557699770585' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108624278044769070</id><published>2004-06-03T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:06:20.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it would be a dream come true if i ever get to learn latin dance...ok...laugh laugh laugh...(hahaha..).yar,i might not seem like one dancer,but i realli like dancing n alwaes wanted to go 4 some dance class...i saw a free one-day-only dancing class advertisement in Lime n i was realli tempted...my only prob iz tt it would b too lonely to go alone n there's no 1 to accompany me...haiz...so i sort</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108624278044769070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108624278044769070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108624278044769070' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108605055926987642</id><published>2004-06-01T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T08:42:39.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh...it's e 1st time i had tt kind of dream...n it seems so real...why muz he appear in my life again?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108605055926987642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108605055926987642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108605055926987642' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108579929405656304</id><published>2004-05-29T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:54:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLO! i'm back fr the pahang camp!!!ok,i 4got to thank reza in my last entry...so thank u...n then,i oso want to thank everyone who rmb my b'dae ytd...i tink tt was one of my best bdaes ever...hana,messa n company kept saying happy b'dae to me on the train,gave me b'dae hugs somemore...make me feel a bit paiseh...chiou huey was the 1st one to tell me tt she did not 4get my b'dae,sy n lz were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108579929405656304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108579929405656304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108579929405656304' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108527230025479621</id><published>2004-05-23T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T08:31:40.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm going to camp tml...i dunno y,but i hv this feeling tt i'll not b able to make it back(choi lah,of course).but seriously,this stupid feeling has been bugging me 4 daes...wad e...actually i hv a lot to say one..but when i reach this pg,nothing turn up in my mind.aniwae,so swei(or mayb luckily) i'm reaching sg on my b'dae.how nice iz tt? well,on one hand,i get to enjoy my b'dae in my home </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108527230025479621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108527230025479621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108527230025479621' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108504267264856202</id><published>2004-05-20T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T16:44:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok,i juz deleted wad i posted ytd.i realised it was a bit harsh.i take back all my words.sorri,k?camp iz nearing...i'm afraid,excited n nervous...i'm kinda' lookin forwad to the cave thinggy but not flying fox..help!!wad if i fall into the river?ok...suddenly,i juz dun wanna think abt the future..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108504267264856202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108504267264856202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108504267264856202' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108468825725386626</id><published>2004-05-16T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T14:17:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's a boring sunday...so,i'm looking forward to tml's Amazing Race,which is part of our post-exam activities..hey,dunno why...but i juz dun feel keen to go out wif my frenz..mayb i juz dun wanna compromise...i hated the fact that Latoya London(iz tt her name?)got voted out of AMI,she's a gd singer...fantasia shld b out...i hate her...no,i take back my words.tt hawaii girl shld b out 1st,then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108468825725386626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108468825725386626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108468825725386626' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108450119731456525</id><published>2004-05-14T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T10:19:57.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey! blogger.com has a fresh look...not bad...my physics sux like nv b4...f9 is a sure get..well,there is a combination of childish,depressive,quiet,crap,undecisive,selfish n idiots in * ***.whoa,call me mean,bad,wadeva,i juz dun realli like * ***.can ****** n *** grow up juz a teeny-whinnie bit...i would appreciate tt...thx!plz...u're 15 this yr n so act like one,rmb,u're not 12,u're not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108450119731456525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108450119731456525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108450119731456525' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108398972927845636</id><published>2004-05-08T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T12:19:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to you:it's juz my luck to hv a selfish fren like u...u blabbermouth...now u noe y i dun share my secrets wif u?cos u're making my secrets obvious to every1...my bro asked me ytd if i have a best fren n i could straight away answer him 'no'.i think i hv a few close frenz but not exactly gd frenz..n i hv no best fren at all...u might think my standards are too high...but i think u hv </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108398972927845636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108398972927845636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108398972927845636' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108392328844639916</id><published>2004-05-07T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:53:13.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah!!! the 1st wk of the exams are over...but then,there's still one more wk to go...now,here's a recall of wad i've done or the past few daes...study,study,study n oso,i cried...all bcos of tt damn geog,which was so hard to memorise n get in my mind...there's juz so much to learn,in the end,i juz read thru...my tears roll down tt nite bcos my THUPID (purposely spelt like tt) dad kept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108392328844639916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108392328844639916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108392328844639916' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108331342369299373</id><published>2004-04-30T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:28:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was kinda moved by Mr Quek's 'farewell letter' to us. It was only 2dae tt i realised tt mr quek iz not gonna be wif us 4eva,he has been wif us for so long (probably 2 or 3 mths) tt i thot he iz goin to continue teaching us for the rest of the yr...Well,i guess i sort of took him 4 granted..Here,i wanna express my greatest gratitude to my dearest teacher,mr quek..I can't sae tt u r the best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108331342369299373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108331342369299373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108331342369299373' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108306099162725226</id><published>2004-04-27T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T18:22:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stoopedy damn stressed out...juz now attempting to go my amaths but then i dun understand that illogical chapter at all...dunno how to apply n all...die liao...maths juz dun make any sense to me...i want to practice my maths...but how do i do tt when i dun understand anything except the formulas? all i write in my foolscap will be 'RUBBISH' (hi,mr eng,sorri for not 'applying' for the copyright)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108306099162725226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108306099162725226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108306099162725226' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108285836907243672</id><published>2004-04-25T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T10:04:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd's oral was bad...i gave lousy answers n couldn't speak in proper mandarin,i find it hard to express myself in mandarinn i had to refrain myself fr leaking a single bit of english...does he hate me?he doesn't take the initiative to chat wif me animore...he sets himself in busy mode...iz he trying to avoid me? most possibly yes...where can u find sum1 as nice as him? he compliments though </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108285836907243672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108285836907243672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108285836907243672' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108270100289693488</id><published>2004-04-23T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T14:20:51.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>warm outside,shivering inside...how swei can i be 2dae?1) kena tt during chinese compo exam 2dae....2)chinese ying yong wen is badly written...plus,i din manage to rewrite my title for gong han...3)got scolded by fat bitch....i curse tt she nv slims down...each time she tries to lose her kilos,she will gain them instead...4)almost fell down while crossing the road...5)dun feel too friendly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108270100289693488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108270100289693488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108270100289693488' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108263371603352577</id><published>2004-04-22T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:39:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if i have to die so as to get ur attention,i will...if u hate to see me,maybe i shld juz take a step n disappear fr ur sight 4eva...thiz way,u dun eva hv to worry whether u'll c me flare my temper when u cum home,and u can scratch ur butt like crazy bcos i'm not there to look out at wad u're doin.....u dirty chap....i hate u....but i can't....school's fun....tml's my pp1,wish me luck....i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108263371603352577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108263371603352577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108263371603352577' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108220133884853539</id><published>2004-04-17T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T19:32:59.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i nv knew the house would be so cold n quiet without you....i got a crush on you...u dunno tt...even so,i feel quite happy cos in tt way,i can get close to you without noeing tt my frenz are laughing behind my back....i noe it's a mistake to like you bcos i noe u dun hv tt kind of feel for me...i juz noe...i realli like u a lot...i went for choir practice 2dae...i expected to c him aft mrs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108220133884853539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108220133884853539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108220133884853539' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108201822348312276</id><published>2004-04-15T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:41:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My face iz juz so red aft the 5 hrs of direct burning fr. the sun..now i dun dare to go to sch liao...i can't even put on my make-up for speech dae tml...coz it's useless...my face iz juz too red,not forgetting my arms....i look like a piece of char siew now...or ba gua,wadeva...Hey,Clay Aiken iz second in place on my idol list now...1st in place is Adriel...yar...it's Adriel Choy...u're not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108201822348312276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108201822348312276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108201822348312276' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108165922056966690</id><published>2004-04-11T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T12:57:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz....ppl,pls stop askin me why i cut my hair...i like to hv a change,fine?i received numerous comments...but ha,u tink i realli care...go on n tell me how bad,how funny or how weird i look...u will onli realise u wasted ur breath on me...the thing i'm worried abt is whether i shld tie my hair tml....cuz there's PE n i'm afraid aft doin all those strenuous stuffs...my hair would appear as if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108165922056966690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108165922056966690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108165922056966690' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108148533419056884</id><published>2004-04-09T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T12:39:22.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so tired...and todae's holiday(good friday) iz juz a nice break for me...tired not as in aft PE tt kind of tired,it's like...haiz...tired of life...but i dun see any good in seeking death juz yet..so,dunworry...i'm not gonna court death or anithingytd was a happy day....everything was quite smooth 4 me...once again...i love 3/5!!!now tt valerie has linked me,i feel abit restricted to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108148533419056884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108148533419056884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108148533419056884' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108089402087830281</id><published>2004-04-02T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T19:45:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm lonely...why din he chat wif me?aniwae..i flunk my emath test 2dae...i juz noe cos i din finish..i was stuck...n i probably get 0 marks or at most 3 marks...btw..the test is upon 18..haha..no big deal..i'm used to getting single digits for my test..especially those subjects taught by ms leong...out of 10 tests she give...i fail abt 4..i'm lonely...he's online at the moment...he's the only</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108089402087830281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108089402087830281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108089402087830281' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108055247163430980</id><published>2004-03-29T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:31:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bloodie...todae is such a lousy dae...i hv standing broad jump 4 PE (which iz my suckiest at NAPFA),n each of us hv two attempts to jump..my 1st time iz 143...2nd time is 148....wow...how lousy can i be...but then lucky the teacher 2dae is mr saravanan...he's so nice...i like him a lot...ok...back to my unlucky dae...when i went 4 recess...i saw lz queueing at the noodles store mah..i ask </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108055247163430980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108055247163430980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108055247163430980' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-108020484638678127</id><published>2004-03-25T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T16:57:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sick n tired of my boring life...mayb i shld do smthg bout it...there's a stupid physics project n mr toh put us randomly into grps...i am grouped wif ashikin,rolland n mun kay...they r nice ppl...the prob iz me...i am juz not willing to talk..not becos i dun wan to,but becoz i hv no idea to discuss wif them...ppl may c me as one insociable girl...but seriously,i'm not...i juz dunno wat to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108020484638678127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/108020484638678127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108020484638678127' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107986211313468228</id><published>2004-03-21T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T15:14:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todae,is the 21st March.Todae sux...reason simply bcos it's the last dae of the march holidaes...but it's ok...cos the real sucky dae would b tml...sai...tml got PE somemore...ok,so wad r we havin 4 PE tml..NAPFA tests? Games? Runs? I dunno...I've been eating lotz of heaty stuffs this holidae...trying my best to fall sick n not go to sch on tt dreadful PE dae...ok,perhaps ppl r cursing me now...I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107986211313468228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107986211313468228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107986211313468228' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107969062313596925</id><published>2004-03-19T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T18:07:03.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck..I'm so frustrated wif everything...my messenger is still hanging at the signing out there...n then i'm so angry wif that stupid hansvision thinggy...the proper chinese character juz dun cum out on the test pp which i hv to do online n pass up...stupid lah...why does my sch hv to be so 'hi-tech'?all these computer stuffs juz dun work 4 me...it's driving me mad...sai...i might juz end up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107969062313596925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107969062313596925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107969062313596925' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107960442481464170</id><published>2004-03-18T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T18:10:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's a beautiful dae!!!the date was quite a gd one...he initiated most of the conversations n the movie was great!!the prob was wif me...i din quite laf a lot...i thot i was kinda'of quiet...well...i would wan to watch a movie wif him again...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107960442481464170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107960442481464170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107960442481464170' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107957671248771288</id><published>2004-03-18T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T10:28:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello ppl...how do u deal wif paranoid parents?Guess wad...my dad juz found out tt i'm going out wif a guy later on..n he freaked out...he started bombarding me wif ques like 'how many ppl r going'...'boy or girl'...stuffs liddat...the situation went to the climax when my bro told him i was going out wif some guy whom i hv nv met b4...thx a lot bro...u killed my dae...I am feeling quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107957671248771288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107957671248771288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107957671248771288' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107941670191408656</id><published>2004-03-16T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T14:01:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss him this march holidae...no cca...no school...how to c him leh? It's so hard to forget some1,izn't it? I want to get him off my mind but I juz can't...For the 1st time,I'm going on sum sort of blind date...I noe tt guy since last yr but hvn't seen him b4...so I decided to ask him out this holidae n....hey!!izn't tt fun?gosh...i dunno...so scared wat if we suddenly got nuthin to sae...I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107941670191408656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107941670191408656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107941670191408656' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107916157242970729</id><published>2004-03-13T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T15:09:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shucks...wad a sucky dae...he didn't turn up for cca...so there goes...u gave me hope n then made me feel hell when u were not there...u dun't noe..it's like i keep waiting 4 u n when it's finally 10am,i gave up...do u hate me??why izzit u dun take initiative to chat wif me animore...?u found me a bore?well,i noe i'm one but u dun hv to avoid me like plague...i regretted not givin u more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107916157242970729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107916157242970729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107916157242970729' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107856671035783111</id><published>2004-03-06T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:54:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey...i din noe ppl can c my email add...shitz...i'm so scared,wat if juz so unluckily that he saw wad i write n then he noes n he will freak out n then i will freak out n then we're no longer frenz...whoa...i thinkin way too far...ttwill not happen...ok,i noe he doesn't like me...so better let the flame in my heart die out...(blows the candle)....ok...the flame refuse to go...stoppit lar...i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107856671035783111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107856671035783111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107856671035783111' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107770081139754255</id><published>2004-02-25T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T17:23:00.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not feeling veri happy 2dae...i thot over it n i thot tt he did tt to everyone...fine lor...he doesn't like me...nvm...i wouldn't wan to hv a stead who's alwaes touching other gurls...i need to 4get him...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107770081139754255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107770081139754255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107770081139754255' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107692422021912337</id><published>2004-02-16T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T17:39:36.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...1stly,i want to apologise to xingwen n henry cos i link them without asking 4 permission...4gif me k..?though nobody noes who i am...i hvn't told anyone abt this blog yet...those reading my blog r strangers to me...hvn't realli got a great dae...i hv a compo to finish...compo corrections too...A maths n chem tests to study n oso A maths assignment to finish...n juz now,i sort of got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107692422021912337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107692422021912337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107692422021912337' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107665786587788360</id><published>2004-02-13T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T15:10:29.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm fed up n quite irritated...shitz..froggy's fren...e other girl i mentioned last time..wanted me to do smthg 4 her..actually,it is to download a song 4 her fr media player lor...in order to do so,i hv oredi taken the trouble to change the language to a foreign one.but then the song cannot b downloded directly fr there lor,n then she keeps asking me to watch out whether got buff or not...i hv </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107665786587788360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107665786587788360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107665786587788360' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107631621313918782</id><published>2004-02-09T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T15:07:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello hello...i was feelin down juz now...but i feel much more better now..kinda depressed..but aft feeding myself with one curry puff..one tuna sandwich n a few oreo cookies...i feel much better..i was havin a bit of trouble regarding friendship again...i felt that [shark]=fake name 4 my fren,is juz using me...n also using me as a substitute 4 another fren of hers...whenever she has her..she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107631621313918782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107631621313918782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107631621313918782' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107622760008064321</id><published>2004-02-08T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T15:04:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz...hvn't been blogging 4 a long time..noe wat? i hate myself 4 being too sensitive..i was chatting wif a guy fren n his responses led me to think tt toot* toot* toot* (u guess the words)...i guess i sort of *toot* him a little too...shitz...luckily,aft much thots n stuffs...i decided he's juz a sister...hmm..."e trouble wif love is"..i hv fallen in love wif this song recently..so nice..n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107622760008064321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107622760008064321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107622760008064321' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107561501818820907</id><published>2004-02-01T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T13:59:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>am i in love?? i dunnoe...ever since tt dae...we haven't talk to each other.i saw him online but neither of us is making the first move..does he like me? i hv no idea too...cos he's always been veri sociable around girls...does he say tt to evry girl...arrgggh...i'm so confused...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107561501818820907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107561501818820907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107561501818820907' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107365232801609005</id><published>2004-01-09T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T20:45:47.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorri tt i hvn't been able to update 4 the past few daes cos' sch reopens...Well..i actually dun feel tt my class iz too bad though i hv no friends there.Rmb the girl who always 'diao' ppl? she happens to sit juz beside me but i realise she wasn't tt bad...it's juz her looks lor...like wat henry mentioned..she did talk to me a bit,asking me hmwk stuffs,but at least she talks to me,cos i thot she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107365232801609005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107365232801609005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107365232801609005' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107311822312769435</id><published>2004-01-03T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T16:24:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  he hasn't been chatting much wif me 4 the whole wk.i feel so bored without him talking to me...i saw him 2dae during our cca n i c him leaving in a double-decked bus,he waves me goodbye.only then,do i feel tt he wasn't ignoring me.i feel kind of happy,but at e same time embaressed bcos' i don't noe whether he's waving to me anot.but i think so,cos i was walking behind e grp wif my friend n he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107311822312769435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107311822312769435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107311822312769435' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107293055967235360</id><published>2004-01-01T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T14:01:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i went to the esplanade last night wif my family to countdown n oso to see the fireworks...sure,the fireworks were damn looking good n it lasted long enuf to wow us all,but aft tt all of our necks were aching like hell..n my ears seemed a bit deaf..   it was so fun last night,i screamed with the crowd for the countdown and stuffs..nah,tt wasn't realli true cos' sometimes the screaming was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107293055967235360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107293055967235360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107293055967235360' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107286303905682757</id><published>2003-12-31T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T19:09:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okok...i noe my blog isn't nice at all...but then i dunno how to change the background...anyone wanna help?Nvm...Hv u ever spent some time thinkin wat life is actually all abt?i hv,and i thot it might mean surviving in this world n make evryday worth it...well,i guess i hvn't gone thru life yet..4 those who hv read my blog(is there actually someone reading my blog anot?),I would want to tell u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107286303905682757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107286303905682757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107286303905682757' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107285130877083250</id><published>2003-12-31T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T14:15:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha...sorri if my last entry bored u to death...but it was my first time trying out this so...u noe wat lah..Hmmm...so bored...i sense tt dumbo did not wan to talk to me 2dae..haiz...sch's reopening soon...i so swei siah..posted to a class where I hv not a single friend.There's tt Chiou Huey..n I think she hates me..bcos' I feel tt she always "diao" me,I spoke to Henry abt this,he says tt bcos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107285130877083250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107285130877083250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotionelle.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107285130877083250' title=''/><author><name>psycho_angel285</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03618605571481662503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262203.post-107275815060340533</id><published>2003-12-30T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T12:22:48.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I had one of my worst nightmares in the wee hours of this morning.I dreamt of losing a loved one,worst still,she had been stabbed.Luckily,I was waken up by some noises.I wouldn't want to imagine wat happen next.  When I open my eyes,I was so afraid,I looked around,n I was really glad tt she was wif me.Tt dream kept coming back to haunt me.Till now,I could still recall clearly wat exactly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107275815060340533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6262203/posts/default/107275815060340533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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