<?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-7177844</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:24:55.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girls you love.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-113758322780979878</id><published>2006-01-18T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T19:24:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRESH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SH&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;fte&lt;/b&gt;D.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/jumbledtwigs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; TO HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE NEEDED A FRESH BEGINNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-113758322780979878?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/113758322780979878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=113758322780979878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113758322780979878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113758322780979878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2006/01/fresh.html' title='FRESH.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-113757777883115638</id><published>2006-01-18T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T17:49:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the misty sky in the blurry world .</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I might recognize my own voice ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When no one speaks . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; so that I might know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who touched me in that realm , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;where fingers , are extinct and no one’s there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; He’s not saying&lt;br /&gt;A word about it ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; yet ,He’s just sitting here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;watching a coastline beginTo take a shape.&lt;br /&gt;Let me move to one side , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; so you can hear his thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Without me in it anymore . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-113757777883115638?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/113757777883115638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=113757777883115638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113757777883115638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113757777883115638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2006/01/misty-sky-in-blurry-world.html' title='the misty sky in the blurry world .'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-113749064496353379</id><published>2006-01-17T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:37:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've discovered this whole entire crap of layouts are like, crap. i wanna move this to xanga but i think it wouldn't be as nice though? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway i've changed lay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love isn't cheesy shit but still, i love the clicheness of it. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay thanks for updating but can you please not type until sooooo cheeeem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am in the midst of handling emotional disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh God help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-113749064496353379?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/113749064496353379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=113749064496353379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113749064496353379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113749064496353379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2006/01/lay.html' title='lay'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-113747459474377553</id><published>2006-01-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T13:09:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bustling away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If love is an awkward, scriptless scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be played out between two people,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot write it: I am a pattern Of breath &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sleep that city will outlive.&lt;br /&gt;And if poetry is a bond between Two hearts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; it is a bond too frail:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That night words failed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I too, was lost--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To whiskey, memory, a photograph.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-113747459474377553?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/113747459474377553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=113747459474377553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113747459474377553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113747459474377553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2006/01/bustling-away.html' title='bustling away'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-113112877465762816</id><published>2005-11-05T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T02:28:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rahrah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH SARAH &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;be happy cos you're SIXTEEN AND LOVIN' IT YEHHH. :D had great fun with you! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on the other hand, i'm seriously dying from school, i wanna catch a job but i'm going away. ZZXZXZ. that sucks completely, now i really wanna kill the days ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yeh, i've got chink to complete, math to go through, urghh miss wee kills i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;MY ZHANG YANG SHIZZZ ISN'T COMPLETE WAHLAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;chum liao&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and michelle is always missing, she owes me gazillions of alphabets and letters. WHOOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then again, i'm tired and it's two am in the morning, on saturday somemore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wahsay, i'm being so nocturnal these days, maybe i'll turn nocturnal for my Os. i wish the Os would hurry come like breeze next year, oh gosh i'm scared like hell now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lord sustain me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;michelle yeee is one heck of a lucky shizzz cos she gets to skip Os. okay but i wanna the Os in my part of the application form so yes. that's mememememe. WHEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stop thinking i'm mad because like i said, it's TWO AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dont expect me to be completely insane or sane, they're interchangable, WHUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YES LAH. i wanna meet someone special. WHICH I DONT KNOW WHO AND I WANNA GO TANNING COS MY SHITTY FEET ARE WHITE AS CHICKEN SKIN, AND CANOE COS I THINK IT'S HELL FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OH MY GAWWWD, I'VE BEEN READING TOO MUCH BLOGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;get it thumpin', yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i keep thinking the doorbell's ringing. SO FREAKY.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-113112877465762816?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/113112877465762816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=113112877465762816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113112877465762816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/113112877465762816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/11/rahrah.html' title='rahrah!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-112928070353404435</id><published>2005-10-14T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:05:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mechanolic.</title><content type='html'>of all the days i spent with you, they all caused the downfall of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps this is only the beginning, it starts with a bad ending.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps this would only be thought to be abandoned,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it would only be kept alive with posts like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh save this wallow soul of mine, oh Lord.&lt;br /&gt;-pris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-112928070353404435?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/112928070353404435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=112928070353404435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112928070353404435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112928070353404435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/10/mechanolic.html' title='mechanolic.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-112555984397481703</id><published>2005-09-01T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:32:51.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in action, but back to hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHAHA. i think the anonymous fella is hell funny. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm finally back to blogging here! well we had our prelims, HEHE. whatever with that, but currently, due to unforseen circumstances, i'm going back to a hiatus, cos it's really tiring handling so many blogs! (i have two.) and yeah, no one's updating so i'll just pause here a while then back to updating before michelle leaves school! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lots has happened and guess, maybe it's time for us to mature and just have all the fun in the world now. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alrights, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAVE FUN MUGGING YOUR ASSES OFF!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-112555984397481703?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/112555984397481703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=112555984397481703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112555984397481703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112555984397481703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-in-action-but-back-to-hiatus.html' title='back in action, but back to hiatus.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-112334475385629906</id><published>2005-08-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:12:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdayblues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thanks michelle for the PILLOW (i'm hugging it now!) and the nine funkass pairs of earrings! &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thankyou all who made saturday possible, cos without you all, i wouldn't be able to celebrate my birthday, so THANK YOU! -chelle, dee, germaine, jacq, spinel! I LOVE YOU HELL LOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the well wishers, THANKS A LOT! you've been such a funky bunch of people, i cannot express my thankyous in words alone. :D:D  well, i know you all mistook my birthday, but it's alright, i forgive you cos you don't know better. WHOOT. maybe we should celebrate another time, hahas. ;D OHOH, and i must really thank the person i love so much. MICHELLE YEEEEEE!! you've been awfully sweet honey. with all the fun and stuff, i can never forget it. your compassion yet a wild side has made me realise that hey, you're different and you're really precious to me, just like a gem that's awfully expensive. you given me so much i really can't thank you enough, really. (and don't get anything else already! you're sweet enough to give me so much, love it like a lot. :)) thankyooooooo for making my day so fun and ever so amazing. &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and SPINELLLL! thankyew fer cutesy BALLOOOONS. &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-prisca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-112334475385629906?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/112334475385629906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=112334475385629906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112334475385629906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112334475385629906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthdayblues.html' title='birthdayblues.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-112230068375776957</id><published>2005-07-25T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T22:11:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sonicfest tix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is anyone in need of a ticket? i have a complimentary one, but it's on saturday when Planetshakers are not performing. it's thirty dollars but i'm thinking i should bless someone with it, so i haven't found that fella to bless yet. x) tag if you want the ticket, thankyoo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;33&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;-oh so big ah. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;SHOUT UNTO GOD WITH A VOICE OF TRIUMPH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;eee, michelle has her computer fixed like aeons ago but it's like she hates updating the blog? (then why the blog, YOU PIG!) hurhur. i'm really tired. and last saturday was really uberly cool. and i found out that i'm a sucker for &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whiskey!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;shit i better stop changing font size or this will screw up! HAHAHA. later my blog entry gets screwed up la. SERIOUSLY! (i've seen cases, but no names mentioned- embarassing! x)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i really do like you but do you like me? do you have to be so mean? or cocky? wahlau, i don't even see that you're nice at all! if you don't like me YOU could at least be polite and tell me nicely. DON'T scold me in indirect manners, i hate it, and i have feelings as well, okay? maybe i shouldn't have gotten so intrigued by you, maybe it's all my fault. hey you, go away from me. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;-prisca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-112230068375776957?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/112230068375776957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=112230068375776957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112230068375776957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112230068375776957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonicfest-tix.html' title='sonicfest tix'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-112099386028958640</id><published>2005-07-10T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:11:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of dying from extreme boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of being &lt;s&gt;EXTREMELY BORED&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just thought that i would want to kill myself pretty soon cos there're hardly anything to do. quizzes anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hello darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i would love to know if you are going for &lt;u&gt;sonic fest&lt;/u&gt;. are you? i would love to with you. but you see, my ticket lasts for three days so i can't get them with CHUUU.&lt;/span&gt; )': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahaha. that was ultra random? shit i'm afraid i have to update the links again. GAHHH, why do we know so many people? sometimes it's a chore to actually change links, you know. &lt;i&gt;IF YOU WANT THEN TAG AND TELL US THAT YOU CHANGED YOUR LINK LA&lt;/i&gt;. i'm tired of memorising links then forgetting them. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;yes indeed, it's a sadsad day for &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;pris.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;but then again, she got her &lt;i&gt;birthday dress&lt;/i&gt;, she's happy, and she rather she had a shorter life cos everything's BORINGGGG. :F &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;AHHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;i loved yesterday. and this morning. entirely. ohmygawddddddd. you should have seen my face i tell you, absolutely grinning from ear to ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you lotlot. -&lt;i&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-112099386028958640?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/112099386028958640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=112099386028958640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112099386028958640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/112099386028958640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/07/of-dying-from-extreme-boredom.html' title='of dying from extreme boredom.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111962848514821330</id><published>2005-06-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:54:45.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURHUR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prisca is bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND MICHELLE IS ALWAYS MISSING. ): RAHHH, don't expect any updates! cos i am lazy to update. and for the whole month, it's nothing but just school, so BLAH! and i hate art. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;tag us now, thankyou&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;say you miss michelle's update yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111962848514821330?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111962848514821330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111962848514821330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111962848514821330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111962848514821330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/06/hurhur.html' title='HURHUR.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111616626183555683</id><published>2005-05-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:11:01.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey dear, don't have to worry, i'm always here. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's okay to rant, to cry, to do whatever you want. just don't do anything silly, i'm FINE. how i just miss talking to you like these times. oh wells. perhaps it's just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just tc lots, yeah? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-Pris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111616626183555683?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111616626183555683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111616626183555683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111616626183555683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111616626183555683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111590534312080322</id><published>2005-05-12T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T21:42:23.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear michelle..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HELLO DARLING-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HOW WAS THE EXAMS? COOL? OH, YOU KNOW, I HAD SO MUCH FUN JUST LAUGHING WITH YOU.  i enjoyed every little moment i had with you, and since those times, i learnt so much more, i gained so much more. the insights to your life made me wonder so much; but after all those? i've had great fun with you, sweets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my ass still hurts big time. [x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;3pris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111590534312080322?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111590534312080322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111590534312080322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111590534312080322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111590534312080322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/05/dear-michelle.html' title='dear michelle..'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111451004271365822</id><published>2005-04-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:07:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes i just felt like this diary is SO dead- i'm the only person coming to post stuff and everything. sometimes i just feel so tired of life, and the only thing i wanna do is just go back home and sleep. sometimes i even wonder what purpose is it for me to live, and what purpose do i have to fulfil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;please excuse us if you don't see any updates, 'cos we're busy mugging our butts off for the coming mids ; plus, we've got so much draining hours of art to complete. God please save me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i treat this as my handicap diary- whenever i feel i shouldn't update my dland one, i'll just come here, update. even my old diary on blogspot. i feels pretty interesting to just update on something you can't always update. perhaps absence makes the heart grow fonder. (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss &lt;s&gt;youknowwho&lt;/s&gt; for nutcakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i should let him go, not be tight-fisted? (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sighs- china is becoming a memory, perhaps going there is just another staged dream i have in my mind now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i even think and say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how beautiful God's creation is;  but i don't even feel like He created me? i'm feeling drained again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TAAAS. prissy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111451004271365822?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111451004271365822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111451004271365822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111451004271365822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111451004271365822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-i-just-felt-like-this-diary.html' title=''/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111250777570798635</id><published>2005-04-03T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:56:15.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just about another week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a whole week of tests ; plus  some fun things we can never forget - the singapore fashion festival . pretty interesting though ! i think michelle is pretty , UMMM . tied up by some stuff that i can't say it here , and gee , she's gettting smarter ! YES ! smarter ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;while i , am getting super distracted by not revising , and it's getting so pissing off i can't seem to grasp silly chemistry . ROAR . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway the week was good . spent lots of time together . heh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sooner or later ; breaking down seems all to common for me already . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;#TAAAAAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111250777570798635?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111250777570798635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111250777570798635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111250777570798635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111250777570798635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-about-another-week.html' title='just about another week.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111192281360764321</id><published>2005-03-27T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T19:26:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prissy again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's me again! i think you're all sick of me typing the entries all over and over again, and no one else is doing it! ( hmm, maybe i should tell michelle to do it one day... ) hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the week is going to start all over again... with more tests and all those crap ; i think i'm going die with all those lousy tests , and cross country is like , next thursday ? like , wow . how am i supposed to go run ? i need training , and i asked sarah to bring her dog chain to run and pull me along , so i can be fast , and not just give up halfway ! :D good idea ? course . but the person is lazy to pull me along , hehe ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;for me and michelle , this week's been truly exciting , for the fact that Christ died for us , and He rose again on the third day ! and while doing a cell study on one occasion , i was wondering , if Christ did not rise from the dead , would people still believe Him ? would people believe He is the Son of God ? the jeering and the spitting made me realise how painful the whole death was , how He bore our shame and pain , how He loved us so much as to give up His own life in exchange for our sinful lives . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if someone told you a great man who you didn't know at first died for you and your sins, how would you feel ? sad , the joy that we can be reconciled with God ! though we are sinners , Jesus came and just did that sacrifice . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wonder if you understood the meaning of the words of the song you are singing in church , chapel , cf , or whatever . if you sang , i would go to the ends of the earth , would you stand firm by your fath and values and just GO to wherever you are sent ? you can't ! are you willing to lay down everything before Christ before worship ? be desperate for Him ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so , be strong in your faith , humble in heart , and persist in prayer so that your friends , parents , teachers , and even the world may be touched by your prayers (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;taas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111192281360764321?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111192281360764321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111192281360764321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111192281360764321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111192281360764321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/03/prissy-again.html' title='prissy again'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111063514345366579</id><published>2005-03-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:45:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring entry, &amp;#@$%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello hello. and prisca is back to blogging here cos she's REALLY BORED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHHHH. i didn't see my _______________!!! alrights, i'm sad, but whatever. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh wells, at least i did have fun sitting or just roaming around town, havent been there for like ages and ages. (: nothing special for me and michelle nowadays, except we know that it's the holidays! count in the fun! :D yep. week long break, to just relax, chill out and hang out? all ready? and let's go! *jumps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;average results were returned, i am not a genius after all. ): but with perseverance, we will all work hard and get all our desired points! (: hey PEOPLE! get all your bums working cos we are all working hard and we're gonna prove to the world that we are not lazy and useless bunch of people in the class okayye! :D cheers to good, and great results! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rights, so we will work. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;taas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111063514345366579?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111063514345366579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111063514345366579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111063514345366579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111063514345366579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/03/boring-entry.html' title='boring entry, &amp;#@$%'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-111019212074781119</id><published>2005-03-08T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:42:00.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new board.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just to let you all know that we switched boards, cos flooble expired. (: if you see this, go to the picture. see the word tag? click. and then, scroll down, type in a few words, and there! we seee your tag! :D like they say, once you tag, you can't stop tagging so you should tag more to make things livelier. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well it's march already and we have so much to do, to draw and everything. but at least we can still talk and laugh in the art room! :D ahhh wells. changing the layout is boring and tiring. since i am always feeling drained, i shall teach michelle the skill of doing it! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my darlings, i love you all so much! hehe. (eeee. sounds so mushy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmms, if you ever had give your all to someone you don't know, would you give? if that person was God, would you give more or not give, at all? been pondering these stuff for days already, and i haven't got that answer. i wish God would pass me the answer, not look for it, but i have to. (: it's like digging for gold. :D the value? everlasting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if you saw a beggar on the streets, would you give? if you had the offering bag passed to you, would you let it pass or would you give your every cent, put it in and give thanks? i don't think i ever did but i am learning to. never tried it, but am giving it a shot to becoming a cheerful giver. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what can you do for the world today i ask; would you keep your all, not share it at all? or would you give it all, rejoice and say, let them know You, Lord, may they find joy in what i have given? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;words i may say, actions i may do, but i one thing i can never do, find perfect joy in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;taaas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-111019212074781119?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/111019212074781119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=111019212074781119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111019212074781119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/111019212074781119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-board.html' title='new board.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110951465759159528</id><published>2005-02-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T22:31:38.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am bored. but on another hand, i feel happy 'cos i saw &lt;s&gt;HIM&lt;/s&gt;! *laughs* hmms. worship seminar was good. and is good. my perspective of Him is changed once more. maybe i'm on fire, you can sayye. but i hope that passion, that fire doesn't go off by the end of the year, or maybe till i die. (: it's been a blessing being loved, and blessed enough to go Lijiang already. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alright! and yesyes, i like worship now, after so many years of being blur and without finding the place and indentity i stand. well it's been such a great thing knowing my darling. and furthermore, i think God has sustained this friendship between me and her, cos i was reading through the letters she gave and when i thought about the friendship i almost tore up, it was really God who really made us up and all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ahhh! i'm feeling that indescribable feeling again! pfffttt. i wanna fall down on the floor and cry now. booooo. well, maybe not now. okaye. dreamworld now. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;prisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110951465759159528?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110951465759159528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110951465759159528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110951465759159528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110951465759159528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110783723921297940</id><published>2005-02-08T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T12:33:59.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i felt. bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feel HORRID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;urkkks. i'm tired. a break, thanks a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;please, i'm think i'm going to faint. NOW. how am i supposed to make sushi when the ingredients for them are like so expensive laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110783723921297940?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110783723921297940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110783723921297940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110783723921297940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110783723921297940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-felt-bad.html' title='i felt. bad.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110691599336643979</id><published>2005-01-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:39:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the sweetest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some shouts i REALLY want to sayyye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;chelle&lt;/s&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you lucky girl! you get to do stuff i'm banned, but maybe because i'm still a kid laa. *laughs* though this is like supposed to be like a shared blog, i come here more often than you! *clears throat* now what i really want to sayye iss. thannkk yyeeeww. lots okayye. yooou know. it's been reallly toughh for me during the 'troubled' period. or rather, the troubled year. HAHA. damned, sounds like historieee. but heyye. i still love yoou like my own. LIKE MY OWN! doesn't it ring a bell? *ring ring* heh. xD that was stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm still glad i have yoouu in class to entertain me, TO TREASURE MY LEGS (AND YOURS TOO), and to take those horrendously stupid pictures in the toilets and class. FUNNAYE! and yes, yesterday was fuunnest. :D see how much i appreciate? whhhE. i can't wait for zewwwooo six. EY SENIOR! tsktsk. you're getting older michelle. REALLY. why does your birthday fall on a monday anyway? it's horridblieee ridiculouss. LOUSY PLANNERS. hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm glad i walked with you the toughest period of myye liffee. *sounds cheesy !* but i still wanna sayyye. thankyyewww. multiply a few times, you'll get my point. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; to the rest; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;eunice, dionna, pamela and sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;i love you all! the specialest people in my life, the days we hung out are simply the BEST, seeing the tears, joys and laughters are part of you and me, so let's strive hard to get all our names on the wall with DISTINCTIONS to brag about kayyye! lols. more shopping, more desires to things we want, and most importantly, how you each grow into perfecto ladyyyeeeesss, and getting all connected and everything. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;let's all strive hard to pass art, f&amp;n or whatever. !&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheerioss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;prissssyyy. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110691599336643979?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110691599336643979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110691599336643979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110691599336643979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110691599336643979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-sweetest.html' title='to the sweetest.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110640556138194848</id><published>2005-01-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T22:52:41.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see you, i miss talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;michelle yee, just come here for once to update please? i know school has started, but please get this on laa. i miss seeing your entries le. oh. HOW'S ASHLEE BABY??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;michelle. means like hell tons to me. my big bummed sweet darling!! why do i call her big bummed? ask her laa. she called herself the big bum yesterday. was it? YES! haha. I MISS TALKING TO HER ON THOSE FREE PERIOD DAYS OKAYY. wah liew. i sound like as if i'm writing some will le. haha. silly me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;maybe it's fate, maybe it's destiny. but one thing i know. MICHELLE YEE ROCKS! but of course, the person typing this is definitely more rocking than chelle la. HAAHAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;churchhy? fun. my pumps were making my legs numb. boy, good training, being my nurseyyy. my inspirational shows? long gone but being my wonderful ambition is still being hung there in my brain. which reminds me. I'M DEAD WHEN IT COMES TO CF. totally. ask me why later, but yes, i hope during the comm meeting, SOME PEOPLE WON'T SAY WHAT WE SAID IN COMM MEETINGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cos everything's changed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everything is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everything's changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everything's different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;NOW.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;see, nothing would be changed if that silly old girl said her thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110640556138194848?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110640556138194848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110640556138194848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110640556138194848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110640556138194848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/01/see-you-i-miss-talking.html' title='see you, i miss talking'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110580732517572320</id><published>2005-01-16T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:42:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back in action; FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah, the blogging times of the sisters are back! it's two thousand and five, back from the december holidays, and everyone STOPPED CHILLING AND HANGING OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hoho. this is so funny. what i typed sounded like it came from the radio. and i tell you, school is horrid. &lt;s&gt;mrkohsucks&lt;/s&gt;. i mean, seriously. a biased teacher would be like, crap. get what i mean? heh. i told my michelle- maybe i should hold a dinner in honour of ___________________ and then see who would turn up. xD haha. that was so hilarious. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, ever since i last updated, this, obviously hasn't been updated. this is like rotting; isn't it? x) ah, in any case, the laptop suffered something, and i couldn't blog, and that's the same for chelle. tsk, she doesn't even come here anymore laa. irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i highly recommend that we change the template, so that i can facilitate a bigger tagboard, then everyone won't complain, and be pleased. (if you're not, sorry then, cos we can't try to please everyone, and it's our best alreadyy. (:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alrights, take care everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-prisca :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110580732517572320?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110580732517572320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110580732517572320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110580732517572320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110580732517572320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-back-in-action-finally.html' title='i&apos;m back in action; FINALLY.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-110196649806120360</id><published>2004-12-02T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T13:48:18.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey everyone! we apologise for the delaying of updation. (: forgive us!!! okayy. what i have been up to these weeks.... well, actually for the whole of november...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i went for two greattt trips- to china and to thailand, and both with very good returns. ;D (obviously, we have to have the fun times also!) and yes, the fun in china was the kids.... and the children were very cute. and very amusing. haha. felt so entertained. ((: and thailand was just... shopping! oh kayys. in case for my little journal, and for you to know more, click on my linkk! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;michelle, i'm not that sure. gee, i don't even have the time to literally talk to her about everything! 'cept i heard that she's been out, and for the class bbq thingy, and stuffs. seee? we updated. but it has been one long month since we updated............ HAHAHAHA. i feeel so boredd. any entertainments? oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy holidays. miss my friends a hell lot. -ppffft-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;prissyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-110196649806120360?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/110196649806120360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=110196649806120360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110196649806120360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/110196649806120360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/12/updated.html' title='updated!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109740011720467838</id><published>2004-10-10T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T17:21:57.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tuition!!! haha. norman is called nancy. lalala. michelle, we are darn lame today. anywayss. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all the best for the exams everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-prisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109740011720467838?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109740011720467838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109740011720467838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109740011720467838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109740011720467838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/10/all-best.html' title='all the best!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109687957769391984</id><published>2004-10-04T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T16:46:17.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy first month!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala. i was supposed to blog like two days ago. and apparently, i haven't. so a million sorries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, on saturday... was michelle's baby sister's first month. well, it was a postponed one. yeah. but anyway, it was hell lot fun. i met with the girls first... who are like kinda blur in westmall. haha. stupid. and then... bought ashlee and her mum a pressie. got mich's mum a cookbook, and it's the one she wanted! hee. so cool. and yeah, have fun eating the food michelle cooked. nice pasta. and nice food there too. (: then.. hung around... voted for a show to watch. and we watched &lt;em&gt;dead end.&lt;/em&gt;a stupid gorified psychopathic show. i am disgusted with the show! everyone keeps dying. then at the end, the girl survives the serial killing. and guess what? it's an accident! ew. i am like freaked with the white woman. she gives me the freaks. (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yeah. then mich came down. then went church with her. yeah. so funny. the lady in front of us was literally &lt;em&gt;vibrating&lt;/em&gt; her voice. of course, eunice and michelle sniggered at her. then i got the joke and started smiling. hee. but it's quite mean. yeah. kinda chatted for the whole of the service. michelle is a pangsai guru wannabe. HAHAHA. :D this is funny! ah wells. she's such a darling t6o go with me la. (: mm hmm. yupp. i l i k e.... -----!! (: ah, okay. i think i better go. (: love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy studying, you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;priscaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109687957769391984?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109687957769391984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109687957769391984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109687957769391984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109687957769391984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-first-month.html' title='happy first month!!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109601892498565012</id><published>2004-09-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T17:42:04.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got scolded by eunice cos i didn't blog. so anyway, about yesterday. hmm, michelle got scolded by mrs low cos she was caught reading the magazine during maths lesson. haha. so stupid. she wonders how come mrs low's eyes are so sharp. so i said, 'well, maybe because she uses an eye sharpener to sharpen her eyes everyday, so that's why.' i laughed for that stupid thing i said. heh. and anyway, she's just so upset with mrs low for tearing up the magazine. ahh wells. what's done been done, so don't worry about it kay dear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway. my turn. mr koh is so irritating. for the okay presentation i did yesterday morning, he gave me a ten, and that's really mean. i merely forgot to bring the darn book, and i forgot the story, and he decided on ten.argh. never mind. now i will prove to him that his book shit is so lousy. and will prove that i will do well enough for his english paper. ha. i'm so glad. i finally have the time to blog for michelle. oh by the way, eunice's detist takes superrrr long to tighten the darn screws. sigh. i hope i never have to wait for her in that superr hot detal clinic anymore. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles.prisca. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109601892498565012?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109601892498565012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109601892498565012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109601892498565012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109601892498565012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/09/pissed-off-days.html' title='pissed off days.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109593091812116851</id><published>2004-09-23T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T17:15:18.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;michelle hates mrs low. for taking away the magazine she was reading in math class. haha, i was telling her how sharp her eyes were, then she always uses an eye sharpener to sharpen her eyes, so that's why her eyes are so sharp. haha. i'm so. l a m e. ha. well anyways, today's quite a hot day. yeah. anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i hate mr koh! i'm pissed off. cos i really couldn't remember the stupid story, so he gave me a measely ten marks. like hello!!! i tried my best in doing the presentation. darn. i'm pissed. i'm watching the four thirty show now. ha, i've never been so engrossed in the show! wheeee!!!!!~ and yeah, it's a nice show. yeah. i feel so. m ea n. whatever. i don't care already. it's pissing off and i just wanna sleep. grr. ah wells. i've got ter go. as for michelle, we'll see her blog at a later date. since her baby sister's cot is like in the way. (: eeew. can't stand her larh. keep postponing the stupid thing. ah, can't wait for exams to be over. heehee. (: love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tooodlles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(: prisca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109593091812116851?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109593091812116851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109593091812116851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109593091812116851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109593091812116851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/09/pissed.html' title='pissed!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109534164347136543</id><published>2004-09-16T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:34:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i rock. oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gee, sometimes it's so unpredictable to gauge someone's mood. well, everyone's actually. if you see them in the morning, be nice, and you'll light up their dark, gloomy days. fun eh? maybe i shall experiment. heehee. but it's so hard to BE NICE! darn. it sucks sometimes to just have a gloomy friend, isn't it? so just try to accomodate, smile, be nice, and do everything right, and not irritate. most importantly, don't hesitate to give a helping hand. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and hey, it's not easy to forgive. learnt it a hard and new way. haha. weird. why would anyone learn forgiveness in that way? haha. exaggerativeness. tsk tsk tsk. it's so funny. ah wells. i'm crappy. cos i'm bored, so i update this place, so people wouldn't complain. (i.e, eunice chow.) hahaha. that's stupid. exams are like in four weeks time. urkkk. i'm freaked at how fast time goes. and i'm moving so slowly with things. urk! i hope i don't fail man. uh huh. sigh. wish time cou;d slow down. wheeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-prissssyy. rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109534164347136543?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109534164347136543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109534164347136543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109534164347136543'/><link 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i'm gg through..&lt;br /&gt;to amy:amy ''we'' are ''over''.yea sad right?*sighs*anyways i hope u have been fine read ur blog earlier..jus chill yea?&lt;br /&gt;hmms i dunnnoe but recently some really unpleasant stuff happened in class.and it has affected us really badly.i dunnoe why but i feel that we are no longer that close anymore..apparently a measley junior has caused our friendship to be put to test.it seems like she's more important to u than us.why?what made us really shocked was when we tried to get ur attention the other day but u jus turned ur back and ran.i'm sure u saw us..but u jus ran away..why are u so close to her??its not that we are trying to restrict u frm making new frens but it jus seems that u no longer wanna hang out with us.anyways i'm not pissed off neither do i have the right to be pissed off,u kan go do whatever u want to do i tink we'll never be the same as before.its either her or us.but i know it would be unfair for u to make this decision,so i'll pull myself out of this and u kan choose her.u noe i feel that its ur life and we have no right to interfere yea.so i apologise if i have ever put u in a difficult spot.&lt;br /&gt;hmms anyways gg ter pam's place tmr..gonna do the art thingy yea..sarah left fer aussie already,but gonna meet up with her on friday..yeps..kaes blog more laterss.toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109443487946718282?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109443487946718282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109443487946718282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109443487946718282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109443487946718282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/09/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109422273106495901</id><published>2004-09-03T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:45:31.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't seem to understand the human nature. maybe it's so weird trying to understand. but you actually can't. eeeshhhh. i'm becoming weirder as the minute passes. ah! this is bad. anyway. i've got the weirdest thing that happened. and that was to call. argh. shan't say the name to protect my privacy. hahahaha. stupid. (: anyway. the cluster arts thingy was darn cool... had manicure and all.. heehee. i think the terracotta chit was so lame and boring. especially when the guy spoke. like DENISE!!! hhahahah! that's funny. urgh. some people used the darn comp till quite long. urgh. this sucks. cos i couldn't! eesh. i don't like. anyway. had an enjoyable day. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy holidays to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109422273106495901?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109422273106495901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109422273106495901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109422273106495901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109422273106495901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-days.html' title='happy days!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109396559681921642</id><published>2004-08-31T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:20:18.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed once more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i've changed the layout once again. gee, i'm sorry if you liked the previous one. but since my sweet darling decided that she wanted to change, then well, i just changed. mm hmm. yeah. was kinda playing the wheel of fortune with moses just now. agree with michelle. the name sounds... ancient. (: hahaha. anyway, i couldn't think of the right word to describe him. then play lorr. so funny can. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and here, i'm going to make and prove this point, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we did not spam her board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cos we're not so free to have such spamming marathons on her blog, and also, we do not like to be falsely accused by some other people. thank you for you kind attention, and please spare us of your false accusations. *i'm not siding the ones this time. cos i think the main thing is that you shouldn't be even blaming any 3/8 people for the spams.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;okayy done with my points. hope you like this layout. bt i think it doesn't fit le. whatever. got to go retail therapy tml. love ya tons. ((:&lt;em&gt;toodless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;prisca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109396559681921642?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109396559681921642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109396559681921642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109396559681921642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109396559681921642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/changed-once-more.html' title='changed once more!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109365385926729592</id><published>2004-08-28T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T11:28:36.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jelly bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmms aniwaes i kinda blogged a very loong entry yest but apparently my com hung so it got deleted*bleah*haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aniwaes my mums has given birth haha...its a girl..her name's 'ashlee faith yee hui min' aint that cool?lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yea then last night was chatting with moses on the phone fer like 1hr++..crapped alot..abt everything yea..then i was telling him that my frens said that acsi guys suck..then he kinda had the thrill of listening to that then he kept saying 'wat??"so that i could repeat the phrase.lol..hmms then he was saying that he feels his name is too 'holy' fer him and he dislike his name.i said i dun like it too.so ancient.hee.yea..he's a really funny guy man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yea then kinda heard frm pris abt wat happened in sch..world war 5 man..apparently some pple were quarreling and it kinda got really bad..geez..chill pple.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yea and i happened ter chance upon 'her' blog and saw sme really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;INTERESTING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;stuff lol..i extracted sme stuff frm der..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is extracted frm 'her' blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;''I've just been thinking, and I was just really wondering. What's the point of apologizing if I don't mean it, and obviously don't feel that I should apologize.if you want to rip the apology letter in front of me, it didn't take much effort to write that kinda crap anyway.Is respect compulsory? I think that it is left for the person to decide for herself.Must we be forced to accept the fact and respect them like we did before?We can forgive, but we aren't capable of forgetting like God can.Isn't respect supposed to be earned, only when that person is of a good role model, good character, is then entitled to respect? Must respect be there already? Or does it have to be built up on trust in relationships? Why does respect have to be so forced? Why is the world so fake, man so evil? Is there nothing we can do to salvage the situation? Who IS worthy of respect?Respect can be nurtured, can be built, can be worked on. But it can never be forced or faked.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha..dun u think its funny?gosh..who needs her forgiveness or respect man..i mean if she doesnt mean it then why do it?no one is forcing her and no one kan force her if she doesnt wanna do it man.like that day when mrs kwok talked ter us..she advised us ter forgive them and go apologise but some of us felt that why should we when we know we wun mean it?gosh so we told mrs kwok even if we kan forgive we wun be able ter forget..told sabby that too..so we decided not to apologise so if we dint even apologise why would we need their forgiveness?sheesh.get a life man.we jus said we accept thier apology we dint say that we forgive them and if she dint mean wat she say then why did she even bother ter apologise?she's a liar.and she asked why was the world so fake?ya because of pple like her..she doesnt mean wat she say.and she feels that she cant respect us and she feels forced to respect us..i mean we dun need her respect u know if she feels so embarrssed being associated with us then dun come near us la..its not like as if we kant survive without juniors..geez..a final note to them man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;''&lt;em&gt;say wat u mean and mean wat u say..and we dun need 'juniors' like u guys to respect us and we dun need ur forgiveness either..so stop forcing urself to do things that u dun like to do''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109365385926729592?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109365385926729592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109365385926729592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109365385926729592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109365385926729592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/jelly-bean.html' title='jelly bean'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109362380891771477</id><published>2004-08-28T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T00:23:28.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's out!hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heya i'm back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha aniwaes my baby sister's out!!yay!!*jumps*hmms my mums wun be back till sunday..dads was saying that she's really cute,a li'l natural curls and she's really sweet looking..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o'wells jus now was like chatting wif moses over the phone haha talked fer quite long 1 hr plus ++ haha..crapped alot talked abt amy also lol..but jus a li'l yea..then he heard my younger bro yelling at the background then he talked ter my bro..hee.i tink he's a really matured and sensible guy..yea as my mums described him..haha..but not say anymore if not wait his ego will..haha..then i was telling him bout his childhood pic the one when he was wearing a 'bunny suit' lol that was hilarious..yea..really like talking ter him as a fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmms aniwaes now my brother's like watching titanic.boring kan?watched it like 10 over times already.hee.hmms tmr's gonna be another boring day fer me man..hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tis is extracted frm *her blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;''I've just been thinking, and I was just really wondering. What's the point of apologizing if I don't mean it, and obviously don't feel that I should apologize. No matter if you want to rip the apology letter in front of me, it didn't take much effort to write that kinda crap anyway.Is respect compulsory? I think that it is left for the person to decide for herself. Isn't respect supposed to be earned, only when that person is of a good role model, good character, is then entitled to respect? Must respect be there already? Or does it have to be built up on trust in relationships? Why does respect have to be so forced? Respect can be nurtured, can be built, can be worked on. But it can never be forced or faked.''-.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;get this right man..no one is forcing u to respect us we aint asking u to fake it either.and dun apologise if u dun mean it.cos that would only show that u are a liar!this phrase suits u man,eunice taught me this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;''say wat u mean and mean wat u say''if u dun mean it why say it?sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ya jus read someone's blog geez so crap la.sheesh..she was saying how she had ter say sorry when she dint mean it.like are we forcing u to apologise?when we talked ter mrs kwok she kinda advised us to like apologise too cos both parties are in the wrong..but some of us dint want to la.cos we noe we dint mean it..yea i kan forgive but i dint say that i kan forget..and wats the point?she still keeps insisting that she aint in the wrong &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; already told sabby and pris they all..wells but i seriously still think that we aint the ones totally at fault.if we could ever turn back time.i guess i would still want things to remain as it was before.ha she said that she wouldnt be able ter respect us as before..you noe i really dun like the 'respect thingy' wat 'respect here respect der' i honestly told mrs kwok the other day that i dun give a hoot if the juniors dun respect us..cos have they ever respected us before?and if thats the case i'd rather not be their seniors man..always using this 'respect' thingy to crush us down..aniwaes i think that she doesnt really understand the meaning of 'spam' and 'tag' geez..oh whatever..hmms aniwaes i heard that sme unpleasant stuff happened in class today..*sighs*i really hope that everything will be fine soon:).kaes gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;waiting for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109362380891771477?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109362380891771477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109362380891771477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109362380891771477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109362380891771477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/shes-outhee.html' title='she&apos;s out!hee'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109356903998294538</id><published>2004-08-28T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T09:15:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;heys.&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes i guess i kan say that now the problem is kinda solved thanks to mrs kwok?i dunnoe yea but she kinda told us a lot of things which made a lot of sense.hmms although the issue is kinda resolved i feel pretty awkward like talking ter them.o'wells whatever.hmms on second thoughts i tink i really dun like this layout..wells singapore idol was pretty cool yest..esp. olinda cho..i tink her voice is really gd..and her shoes are nice man!lol..i dun like that david yeo though..haha...he's like so..ah dunnoe how ter describe la.hmms i feel so bleahh now..my mind's in a whirl..i really am confused..i really dunnoe wat to do..kan somebody pls help me?damn..i guess i have ter jus let nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;haha..yest in sch eunice,pam and i were jus talking abt the mulan song.'reflection'.i tink that jane sang it quite dufferently.dint really like it though.haha.hmms aniwaes my mums in the hospital rite now..she called earlier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and said she's probably delivering later in the afternoon..hmms her name is&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashlee faith yee hui min'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yea i tink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;her name's pretty cool..no choice i couldnt persuade my mums to change the first name.ah whatever la.. kaes gtg..laterrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chelle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109356903998294538?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109356903998294538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109356903998294538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109356903998294538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109356903998294538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/diilemma.html' title='DIilemma'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109359949135596852</id><published>2004-08-27T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:38:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after all me hard work i'm being told that she doesn't like this layout. darn. maybe i should ger her to learn htmling so i can take a break from all these things. haha. maybe it's just common sense for htmling la. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wish everything was falling in a much nicer place. problems are coming like hurricanes, and people are pissing me off more than before. obviously i haven't got this feeling for a long long time, and i'm kinda assuming that it's pms. haha. anyway, my pms is a permanent one. so it's quite indifferent, having it or not, since everyday is like the same old routine. it's pretty boring having the same old things done over and again, and it pretty much sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and to sabrina, please be reminded that i am INNOCENT. so what if you like her? face it man, reality sucks, so face up to that fact and be yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's all, toodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109359949135596852?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109359949135596852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109359949135596852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109359949135596852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109359949135596852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/irritating.html' title='irritating.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109333175579913131</id><published>2004-08-25T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:33:59.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CHELLE IS BACK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow i jus realised that i haven blogged fer years and the blog kinda feels dead..hmm aniwaes much have happened during these 2 weeks.unhappy stuff.i really feel so unjustified and feel so 'wronged'.i really wanna fight back and defend myself..but i tink wat eunice said is so true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'why stoop to their level?they are definately not worth it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i so totally agree..so i'll jus leave things as they are..but i jus kant believe these kinda pple exist..think they are so damn right but we are wrong..i'm gonna keep my distance frm them and jus ignore them..they call us immature?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*wat about them?mature?gosh..please..and they are judging us now?come on man..do they even have the right to do so?they say they kant stand our attitudes wat abt theirs?they keep blaming us and keep thinking they are innocent..i'm getting really fed-up with them so shant talk about them anymore..wasting my space only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm aniwaes my mum seems ter be overdue..lol laterrss i dun tink i kan go make cheesesese cake haha..so ya guess i'll miss out on all the fun..hmm jus talked ter jm yest..he's been really busy with his 'promos'?haha..yea..so couldnt really talk much yea..catch u guys laterrss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chelle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109333175579913131?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109333175579913131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109333175579913131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109333175579913131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109333175579913131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109317021961193105</id><published>2004-08-22T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T18:23:39.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;helloo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i'm back... after a long long while! haha. time really flies eh. anyway, it's the games now... very exciting! hope the table tenis people win a gold or something. haha. gosh, swimming team kinda sucks. hahaa(: kidding. if the singapore team worked harder, they could win either a silver or bronze. see, now they're out, ): and that's really sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway... phelps is so hot. thorpe looks kinda horrid. haha. no offense eh. anyway. cgl's wedding is coming... so exciting! (: hee. mmm... wanna get ashlee simpson's 'punk' shirt... yeahh. darn cool. haha. and to that junior who tagged our blog... really, what makes you think we suck? try looking at yourself, and asking yourself to see if you do first. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;signing off, pris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109317021961193105?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109317021961193105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109317021961193105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109317021961193105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109317021961193105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/helloo-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109223231387775005</id><published>2004-08-11T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T21:51:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;new layout&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yeahh. michelle kept pestering me for a new one cos she thought the old old one was really.... screwed up, as well as it was plain. (: anyway. i like this one. but the ads are quite... irritating. hoof! in a flash, i did up the whole layout in about half a day? i like. but i would very much prefer a lesser links one. i have so many things to edit. oh, by the way... the links are at the left hand corner ya(: gee, haven't been updating for a long time... but wells. cos i was plain lazy to... hee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway..... leave your comments about this new layout on the board ke? ((: yupp. celebrated my wonderful birthday walking in town. borrinnggg. anyways. happy birthday to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;-prisss(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109223231387775005?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109223231387775005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109223231387775005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109223231387775005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ready..so have ter wait fer a few more days.hmm actually i'm getting quite bored of blogspot already..so lazy ter blog and all..hmm but today the best part of sch was chatting wif eunice and pris..haha..we were planning on a shopping spree..der's like so many tings i wanna get..then eunice was listing all the shops she wanna go to..its like literally the whole of orchard.but same here!!haha..i heard frm sabby that on sat a few juniors will be coming along wif us too.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh ya on sat i went fer the sonic fest thingy.was jus ok..went wif sarah,stef,sab and pris..then met quite alot of people der..i left pretty early then on the way hme i saw weijuan.lol..then chatted wif her and all..hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on sunday i kinda like went out shopping wif my mum,we bought sme baby stuff..like the bed and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing much..update laters..toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;chelle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109144280993497868?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109144280993497868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109144280993497868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109144280993497868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109144280993497868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/08/pooo-face.html' title='pooo face'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109109785919623431</id><published>2004-07-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T18:46:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Boo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jus came bak frm sch..had cf..was quite crap man..cos i was playing the drums today,then i so totally screwed up the fast song.like wt?haiy.then (yaya) came ter my rescue.i was so totally embarrassed k..hmm ya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today sch was quite ok..&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SABBY AND EUNICE AND PRIS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;are finally ok..thank god..if not see them havin cold war also quite [sian]..yea..then smt funny happened,while i was talking ter hash and sarah,hash suddenly pushed sarah towards the window blinds,then sarah looked as though she was gonna fall off the window.lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;eunice bought the really mini pez sweet dispenser..the $5.20 one..so nice but i tink its not really worth it..then i was playing wif it and accidentally plucked the head off.haha..hilarious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm tmr sch will be better only studying till like 1.30 then we'll be gg ter the science centre fer sme science enrichment thingy..yea..but shld be better then lessons..but tmr getting bak report bk also..hope it will be fine..ya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;aniwaes gg off fer dinner now..peace out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;xchelle..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109109785919623431?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109109785919623431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109109785919623431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109109785919623431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109109785919623431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/07/screwed-man.html' title='screwed man!!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109100666100507094</id><published>2004-07-29T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T17:29:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dots..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boo!!*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahh i'm sooo scared..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heylo peeps..i'm bak again..hmm today sch was pretty slack..nothin much gg on in sch..haha i finally saw (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;et's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; hair..short..i tink she looks much prettier with long hair.yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aniwaes i really hope that sabby,pris and eunice wld be fine soon..dunnoe wats up wif them man..have been havin cold war since like mon? *&lt;em&gt;shurgs*&lt;/em&gt; hmm aniwaes today during english reading period.stef wrote me a poem and mr koh read it..it goes smt like that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mich is a witch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who loves to itch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;because she loves mich??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;actually i dun really get it?haha but she wrote me another one which was much nicer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*thanks stef* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yea then we had assembly,then there were many presentations,even our melaka mission trip one..haha at the end of it mrs khoo even comended us saying our presentation was the best haha..yea then we went back ter class ter 'practice' our 'dancersie'..damn boring one..but we decided ter use the 'reach fer the stars' steps yupyup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aniwaes tmr's gonna be a looong day..have cf and all...so catch you guys later...toodles..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chelle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109100666100507094?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109100666100507094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109100666100507094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109100666100507094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109100666100507094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/07/dots.html' title='dots..'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-109091964389660096</id><published>2004-07-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:14:03.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heyo peeps&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally i'm starting ter blog again..dunnoe why but the com doesnt seem ter attract me anymore.and &lt;em&gt;tooo lazy&lt;/em&gt; ter blog..oh wells much has happened during tis mth,had my mid-yrs got bak results and all..well i kant say i've done very well or very bad.jus average i guess?hmm as usual i failed my pathetic chinese,dunnoe why i kan nvr seem ter pass it..yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dint go ter sch yest and today..had&lt;em&gt; fever cum gastric cum diarroeah..&lt;/em&gt;went terthe bloody clinic today and it was like bloody crowded.ya..was chatting with my mom jus now and she was saying tat she hopes our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;li'l angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will arrive on national day and all..but we have yet ter think of a name fer her yet..have a few in mind but kant seem ter decide..well all christian names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm i hv yet ter get a replacement fer my phone yet..quite pathetic actually..cos its like my younger sis has a phone and i dun..like wat is the world coming to??ah whatever..hmm i wonder how stuffs gg on in sch,heard frm pris tat cherry's very sour?and if i'm not wrong its sabby rite?haha..she and eunice are like always provoking&amp;nbsp; sab..haha..hmm i tink that tis yr kinda like pass extremely fast...seems like the final yr examinations are coming already..and aftr that it'll be like the nov hols..there will be two mission trips.one to &lt;em&gt;lijiang,china&lt;/em&gt; the other is at bangkok..i dun tink i'll be able ter make it ter the china one..so i'll try and see if&amp;nbsp; i kan make it fer the bangkok one..hmm i'll pray abt it..and see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hmm aniwaes der's like tuition later..i tink..haven contacted prissy&amp;nbsp; yet,or rather she haven like contacted me yet..aniwaes i'll update more stuff later if i feel like..haha..laterrss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;chelle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-109091964389660096?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/109091964389660096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=109091964389660096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109091964389660096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/109091964389660096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/07/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108895731925299875</id><published>2004-07-05T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T00:08:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little apologies. </title><content type='html'>sorry. we haven't really been updating, so please please &lt;strong&gt;forgive&lt;/strong&gt; us(: well at least we have a little crap in our blog yeahh! :D heehee. &lt;br /&gt;michelle is so gonna be murdered by me, cos she's forever taking her time to reply me. and to update the stupid little blog. and so unfair!! she can watch the finals!! grr. i think if i'm gonna watch it, guess i'll &lt;em&gt;fall asleep halfway &lt;/em&gt;and wonder what was the damn score the next morning. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh. maybe being depressed for my little while has gone off a bit. but i'm so in the mood for studying. NOT. well my mood is so weird. i can't study in the morning. and dorothy wana go watch spidey tml. like how am i gonna get outta my house?? i'm totally confined to my seat here at home. grrr..... i so totally hate exams.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i don't fail. i so hate chem. i so love bio. and i think i'm really learning how to appreciate biology now. that's an achievement, cos i never used to like bio. haha(: ohh wells. shall leave now. and maybe i'll type mich's poem here(: haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-prissssyyy(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108895731925299875?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108895731925299875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108895731925299875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108895731925299875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108895731925299875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/07/just-little-apologies.html' title='just a little apologies. '/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108841990734479682</id><published>2004-06-28T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T18:51:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my note. (: </title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to you, my twin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;we weren't the best of friends when we first became friends.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't cool, you were.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't fit in, but you came to make me feel like i was one of you.&lt;br /&gt;i wondered if i was wrong to have made the wrong friend back then. &lt;br /&gt;i was. but you didn't see me from far. &lt;br /&gt;you came over and you lent me your shoulders, your heart, your piece of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were both happy, i felt at peace, thanking God for such a wonderful friend i had.&lt;br /&gt;when we fought, i felt sad, but i know, you were waiting for me to say 'i'm sorry'.&lt;br /&gt;i did, now we know what we hate about each other, what we love about each other.&lt;br /&gt;those were the times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want you to know, no matter in whatever circumstances, i love you&lt;br /&gt;my dear twin. friend. and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;though we may be total worlds apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-prisca. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what i wrote for my twin. and i think now she's totally cracking her dino mind to write me another. haha. nahh.. jk. it's the thought that counts. when i saw she was writing one for me during class, or rather during chinese, i was quite... erm. shocked. cos i didn't expect her to write... but well.... still my darling. heehee(: mm. what else. hmm.... i think me and mich &lt;strong&gt;have the best&lt;/strong&gt; shared blog le. cos we kinda update quite often? haha. michh! &lt;em&gt;agree&lt;/em&gt;? haha. everyone who agress, say "I". okayy. that's lame(: &lt;br /&gt;i wanna change layout again. grr. i feel so fickle-minded. like who always changes their blog's layout like until after a month or two? me. grrr. am i talking too fast and to myself? yeahh. i guess so. ohh wells. just a thank yeewww for my darling. bleah. happy enjoying the poem!!! haha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;freaking weird.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108841990734479682?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108841990734479682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108841990734479682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108841990734479682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108841990734479682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-note.html' title='my note. (: '/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108832164841859956</id><published>2004-06-27T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T15:34:08.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT!!</title><content type='html'>like whatever this is. grrr. i feel irritated. so very irritated. i just felt like as if this was some place i could vent my anger on. for a moment. not everytime i do that okayy. and finnaly. my darling twin, has blogged for once. and i'm glad she has. cos i only heard those little bits here and there. i didn't wanna go cos i was far too lazy to get up so early and leave for St. John's, neither would i want to do those horrid trainings that they have): grr. &lt;br /&gt;i'm doing my sister's work. sighh. not really, but, yeahh. maybe just a little revision for me, then. i want to get the cap. goshhhh. i totally forgot to ask anas for it. grrr. ohh wells. i'll try. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanted you to reply.... did you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108832164841859956?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108832164841859956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108832164841859956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108832164841859956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108832164841859956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/what.html' title='WHAT!!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108823657142409304</id><published>2004-06-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T15:56:11.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from civilization!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HOWDY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey peeps!I'm finally back frm torturous cca leader's camp!!&lt;/strong&gt;..hmm i came back on weds evening,yup.but dint hv time ter blog till now.yep.well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we jus arrived at the camp site,we were made ter stand under the hot sun and then we had ter line up in neat rows then we had ter address our 'sir' and our 'mdm'.then our sir gave us tis horrid order.we had 2 mins ter pour out everything that was inside our luggage and then we had ter line them up nicely.then if it wasnt up to his expectations we had 2 mins ter put everything back in then we had ter take them out..line them nicely..and so on..we did tis non-stop fer 1 hr plus.by the end of it we were like super exhausted.then aftr that &lt;em&gt;'excerise'&lt;/em&gt;we had ter get into our groups,unfortunately we were grouped according ter cca,we were all jumbled up.in the end we had ter split up inot 5 different groups.i was iin group 5.then we were given abt 1 hr ter come up wif a group 'flag',group name and a group cheer.shuwen was in my group and she was already like super pissed off,cos they were like taking ages ter come up with a group name then shuwen jus said tis which kinda shocked me..&lt;em&gt;'aiya jus call our group faeces la!'&lt;/em&gt;then almost everyone turned ter look at her,i had ter 'shut her up' before she really kaept quiet.hmm in the end our group was called the &lt;strong&gt;'psycho nuts!'&lt;/strong&gt;.then we drew our flag and our cheer goes like tis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE ARE THE PSYCHO NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR BUTTS&lt;br /&gt;BEST STAY AWAY FRM US&lt;br /&gt;OR YOU'LL EAT OUR DUST!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we added sme actions and sme 'sound effects'.sounded pretty ok.but overall i tink that vishnu's group's cheer was the best.haha.which was also pascale's group.hmm then aftr that we had ter pitch our tents then we had dinner,u noe wat?we were like given those 'paper' plates then we had ter use them fer 3 days.was pretty gross.then shower time was quite bad too.cos the showers dint really have shower curtains so you had ter use yer towel ter cover up the 'hole',then the walls that was dividing you frnm the next shower was super short,only up ter yer shoulder so when yer showering you could literally look at the person next to you.then at night we went ter the empty field that was near the jetty then we played 'candle war',was quite fun.then at night we had ter sleep in the tents that was the worst part cos at night it was like super hot then der were like lots of &lt;strong&gt;MOSQUITOES&lt;/strong&gt;,was very itchy and stuff so dint really get ter slp.yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm in the morning we had tis game called the 'multi grp captain's ball'.5 groups were like playing captains ball at the same time then we played with a &lt;strong&gt;'black chicken'&lt;/strong&gt; as in instead of using a ball they used the chicken.was hilarious man.me and jiahui kept laughing cos the chicken looked super retarded when it was thrown inot the air,the limbs were like all stretched our and it looked really gross.hmm then aftr that we had other activities then finally the toughest part,we had the &lt;strong&gt;'endurance training'&lt;/strong&gt; we had ter line up the way the gb gurls line up then if we were fast enough we had ter do push-ups and sit-ups tink throughout the camp we did more then a hundered man.then we had ter run all the way ter the beach then we had tis ting called the 'holding on together' ting.then we had ter hold on to each others hands and squeeze together then the instructors will start pulling gurls out,and we had ter prevent that frm happening.alot of us were stressed out and super exhausted,many broke down and stuff.yea.then aftr that difficult part we cld go play and swim in the sea.then we sabotaged the instructors.hmm then at night we had tis scary night walk.it was pretty scary cos it was like super dark then only one pair of gurls will walk at a time so its like you only had yer buddy with u and no one else.then shuwen kept looking downwards,and she kept screaming and stuff then finally aftr it was over we went bak and slept.tis night was worse then ever man,there was like not a single gust of wind and the mosquitoes were feeding on our blood like nobody's buisness man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;hmm &lt;/em&gt; we packed up pur bags then did sme activiies before taking sme pics with our groups and as a whole.then we headed ter the jetty and took our ferry hmes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;home sweet home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108823657142409304?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108823657142409304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108823657142409304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108823657142409304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108823657142409304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-from-civilization.html' title='Back from civilization!!!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108791304625640826</id><published>2004-06-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:04:06.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanted.....</title><content type='html'>i just wanted a happy rest at home. can i? maybe not. i'm always stuck there. sighhh. what's wrong with texting? i wonder what's wrong with it. my tummy's cramping up again. &lt;strong&gt;grrr&lt;/strong&gt;. i so totally hate PMS, and i'm stuck onto two languages i don't really understand. can you imagine me speaking &lt;em&gt;thai and chinese&lt;/em&gt; to you all of a sudden? maybe you'll all freak. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get her world. i never seem to be able to get my mag. &lt;strong&gt;grr&lt;/strong&gt;. can i just pop outta the place and get the mag? i suppose not. ): anyway. i made a new friend yesterday. a very nice one. haha. the tag board's so quiet. maybe because i haven't been saying much... and i haven't been speaking much to mich cos she's at the &lt;em&gt;CCA Leaders' Camp&lt;/em&gt;. and amy too. almost all my friends are there. and eunice chow is backk!!1 omg. i can't wait to listen to all her little stories about what has happened in england. haha. i wanna go nydc with eunice!!! heee. &lt;br /&gt;must let sabby know about her friendster thingy. siann. ke. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo men de ai, wo ming bai. (F.I.R)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108791304625640826?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108791304625640826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108791304625640826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108791304625640826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108791304625640826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-wanted.html' title='i just wanted.....'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108779612813406183</id><published>2004-06-21T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T13:35:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever. </title><content type='html'>michelle is crazy over doughnuts. mm. ever since she went Malacca. i don't feel like blogging anymore. michelle has gone to St. John's Island for her cca leaders' camp. and here am i at home, doing nothing, slacking... and everything... yeahh. so anyway. maureen's joining! ohh yeahh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pris..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108779612813406183?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108779612813406183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108779612813406183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108779612813406183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108779612813406183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/whatever.html' title='whatever. '/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108764640330376875</id><published>2004-06-19T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T20:00:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HEYO PPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are finally back frm our mission trip.hee.it has been a blast man.learnt so many valuable lessons and uncountable experiences.will nvr regret gg fer this trip.really.ok lets re-count wat happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm we left singapore at ard 2 plus?then boarded the coach bus.nothing much happened during the first 2 hrs,untill much later,when vanessa's air-con started leaking,so berneard changed seats with her,but the air-con was really leaking real bad so he decided ter open the umberella.haha.everyone else in the bus were like staring and laughing,then aftr awhile maureen and yahui's air-con started ter leak too.haha.so maureen decided ter open her umberealla too,haha,this time round the people behind us started video-caming.was hilarious.then we reached meleka at ard 7?then ai-ling,melissa picked us up at the terminal.then brought us ter 'the word place'.we rested fer awhile then ate dinner at a stall nearby,then headed ter makota shopping mall ter get sme bread and water fer the next day's breakfast.then amy and i saw sme really cute pillows,pillows with cute bears,so we decided ter get it,haha.the others were like laughing at us.hee.then went back,practiced our song item 'reach fer the stars'.&lt;strong&gt;MAUREEN'S SO CUTE MAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm we woke up pretty early,then practiced our skit,&lt;em&gt;'esio trot'&lt;/em&gt;then we ate breakfast and headed ter our first sch,it was a chinese sch,kant remember the name though.yea.we all were split into 2 groups.&lt;em&gt;combo A&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;combo B&lt;/em&gt;.amy and i were in combo B,&lt;em&gt;sap&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a sabby and pris were in combo A.yea.after all our different activities fer the day,which was performing the skit,we went back ter the word place,then aftr that we went ter makota fer dinner.aftr dinner we were suppose ter make phone calls ter 30 over children each.my partner was sab,so she dint wanna talk so i had to do all the talking,stand untill our legs wanna break already.its because of sme private reasons that they have so we had ter use public phones.yea.then der was this guy who wanted ter use the phone,but we decided ter warn him that we'll take quite sme time before we'll call all the students then he started ter go all sarcastic then he said &lt;em&gt;'so?you all will talk untill next morning meh?'&lt;/em&gt;then we jus kept quiet then aftr awhile he jus walked away.yea.then aftr making all our phone calls,went bak and practiced our dance even more.during that time really got ter noe maureen more,and found out that she's actually very &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt;too.she's always the one making us laugh,then her actions fer the dance is always very &lt;strong&gt;'BIG'&lt;/strong&gt; she said that her actions are big because she wanna catch the students attention.so we jus kept laughing when we see her.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm on tues we had ter wake up earlier then usual,cos we had ter set off at 7.45,had ter go ter tis sch called &lt;em&gt;st davids&lt;/em&gt;,when we arrived we were quite stunned cos the condition of the sch's really bad,then we had ter prepare fer the equiptments fer the dance.aftr that the students started coming into the hall,we had a small ice-breaker,then der was tis sec 1 or 2 guy,cant really recall,but i noe he was super enthu,kept coming up ter participate,he looked really like &lt;em&gt;edwin&lt;/em&gt;,amy's recent ex.yea.on the way back,in the van,amy looked really upset,could see that she was out of sorts,i knew she was still pretty upset over the &lt;em&gt;'amy and edwin' &lt;/em&gt;thingy so i tried ter cheer her up and stuff.yea.we went back ter the word place and did sme catolouging,then pris was like teasing me,she said &lt;em&gt;'eh mich,bak ter old job huh?'&lt;/em&gt;,then i was like 'whatever',then we started laughing.hee.aftr the catolouging,we,the &lt;em&gt;combo B&lt;/em&gt; girls had ter go ter another sch,called &lt;em&gt;'pei de?'&lt;/em&gt;sme chinese sec sch.yea.then did the skit.then on the way bak we stopped by at popular and 7-eleven.then went bak,had dinner at makota.amy,pris and i ate ice-cream waffle.quite ok la,but not as nice as &lt;em&gt;'waffletown'&lt;/em&gt;.yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo.on weds we could sleep in till slightly later.hee.then had &lt;em&gt;beehoon&lt;/em&gt; fer breakfast,was feeling a li'l sick,was having a headache and felt a li'l &lt;em&gt;'gastricy'&lt;/em&gt;.ate &lt;em&gt;'antarcid'&lt;/em&gt; felt better.then aftr breakfast.amy,dorothy and i had ter follow &lt;em&gt;'chen juan'&lt;/em&gt;,melissa and bee ngoh back ter &lt;em&gt;st davids &lt;/em&gt;fer a follow-up.&lt;em&gt;'chen juan's' &lt;/em&gt;real name's actually grace,pris and i came up wif the &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'chen juan' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;name fer her.cos she really looked like our ex chinese teacher,miss chen px,and she really sounded like weijuan.freaky eh?and yahui agreed that she even behaves like weijuan.haha.when we told 'chen juan' that.she jus kept laughing.hee.really cute combination.haha.then the moment we stepped into &lt;em&gt;st davids&lt;/em&gt;we saw that edwin look-alike.so suai ar.aftr that we went bak,then followed yahui ter makota cos she had ter change money,so amy,dorothy and i went ter &lt;em&gt;'DUNKIN DOUGHNUTS'&lt;/em&gt;,we bought like 9 doughnuts?they were so &lt;em&gt;deliciousss&lt;/em&gt;.then in the evening we had dinner at tis nonya restaurant.the food der was good,especially the &lt;em&gt;'sotong'&lt;/em&gt;,then der was tis group of middle-aged guys,they were standing jus behind our tables,then they saw amy's friendship camp t-shirt,then he asked if we were frm st marg's singapore,then we were like 'ya',then he said &lt;em&gt;'i'm sorry ter hear abt yer principal's demise'&lt;/em&gt;then we jus said.'er ok?'.then we went bak.did our own stuff,then at 12 midnight we wished yahui happy birthday,then her bro,berneard,a.k.a &lt;em&gt;'bernerderella'&lt;/em&gt; came out wif a bottle of toothpaste,we had already planned ter sabotage her,so he squeezed the toothpaste on all our hands then we all jus charged towards her,then we jus smeared it all over her face.haha.it was so cool man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm tis morning i did devotion wif sab.then we had breakfast then went ter &lt;em&gt;'christchurch'&lt;/em&gt;,then i bought the &lt;em&gt;'last supper'&lt;/em&gt;poster and postcards.very nice.then we went bak then we headed ter &lt;em&gt;'chung kuo'&lt;/em&gt; tis cheena primary sch.we did the skit.yea,aftr we came back we had ter wash the two vans,clean up the whole word place,wash the toilets and we had ter help ter do sme work fer the &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'carnival'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,then after that maureen went ter shower,then aftr she showered she realised that she forgot ter take her towel,then she started ter shout,&lt;em&gt;'help me take my towel,its in my bag,its in my bag,its in my backpack!'&lt;/em&gt;up till today i still keep teasing her wif this pharse.hee.sint i mean?hmm aftr we did all our jobs,we were given time ter go shop abit,then we went ter 'factory outlet','reject shop'yea.sab was super irritated,cos she does not like shopping fer clothes,so we really had ter hurry.yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's the last day,we jus packed up and went ter do a li'l shopping,then we said our last &lt;em&gt;goodbyes&lt;/em&gt;.miss chenjuan,melissa,ai-ling and the rest so much especially &lt;strong&gt;MAUREEN!&lt;/strong&gt; but its ok,we'll see her soon,cos she has agreed that she'll join us at cf!hee!cant wait ter see her again.&lt;br /&gt;thats all fer now.ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108764640330376875?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108764640330376875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108764640330376875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108764640330376875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108764640330376875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/were-back.html' title='we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108695061344120197</id><published>2004-06-12T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:44:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the love??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;oppsy daisy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus got bak frm chapel.had meeting till late.was suppose ter meet tim at 530 ter pass him the &lt;em&gt;blanket&lt;/em&gt;,but reached ard 550?&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;,feel so bad that he had ter wait fer 20 mins.o'wells.yea.&lt;br /&gt;wanted ter go ter waffel town today,but dint hv time.&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;.yea.leaving in abt two days time.&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;.so darn anxious.gonna miss everyone,everything.but its only 6 days rite?it will pass very quickly.ya.&lt;br /&gt;suppose ter do so many other tings today.but dint do.cos was stuck at chapel.then had ter rehearse the songs,&lt;em&gt;'where's the love?'&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt;'when you believe'&lt;/em&gt;,etc.yea.then had ter draw tortoises.hmm i'm suddenly so into &lt;strong&gt;DOUGHNUTS&lt;/strong&gt;.haha.ate them fer breakfast today.hee.&lt;em&gt;yummylicious&lt;/em&gt;.hmm i've been feeling very &lt;em&gt;gastricy&lt;/em&lt;em&gt;&gt;.*no such word rite?*&lt;/em&gt;.haiya who cares.yea.then yahui asked me ter bring along my gastric &lt;A TITLE="Click for more information about pill" STYLE="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: medium solid green;" HREF="http://www.online-meds.ws/"&gt;pill&lt;/A&gt;s.jus in case ya.aniwaes hv ter go fer dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;where is the love?&lt;br /&gt;where is the love?(the love)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108695061344120197?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108695061344120197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108695061344120197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108695061344120197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108695061344120197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/where-is-love.html' title='where is the love??'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108686103336534348</id><published>2004-06-10T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:50:33.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whateverr. </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt; at least i don't receive 'love messages' ya? heehee. God bless michelle. heehee.(: haiya. anyway. i didn't get to buy anything nice, except for another perlini's earrings. yeahh. looks quite... &lt;em&gt;spermy&lt;/em&gt;. eeew. but guess it's okay to wear to school? i hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLE YEE LOST HER STUPID PHONE.&lt;/strong&gt; i wanna kill her for that. so forgetful de): ARGH. haiyo. then now i end up being her lovely messenger to &lt;em&gt;text her dear.&lt;/em&gt; sighhh. what is this? &lt;br /&gt;guess i'll just make it short and sweet, since i haven't got much to say for today, and i just wanna fall on the bed. since the camp i've been so tired. maybe i didn;t have the mood to sleep. ): and i've so much stuff to do. i've got a really &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt;; and i mean &lt;strong&gt;really big&lt;/strong&gt; backpack for the mission trip. well at least it's big enough to put &lt;em&gt;all my clothes&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;maths TYS&lt;/em&gt;. sighh. i haven't done the stupid thing. &lt;strong&gt;ARGHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;. crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-priss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108686103336534348?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108686103336534348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108686103336534348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108686103336534348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108686103336534348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/whateverr.html' title='whateverr. '/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108685426145814638</id><published>2004-06-10T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T15:57:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yikkess..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neck hurts real bad.my spinal cord hurts too.&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;,tink i sprained my back.&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;.hmmm aniwaes i'm gg away on sunday and i haven even started packing yet.will be away fer 6 days?ya.feel so &lt;em&gt;weird&lt;/em&gt; abt it.dunnoe why..not feeling excited or anything.&lt;em&gt;oops&lt;/em&gt;..yahui better not see tis.&lt;em&gt;hee&lt;/em&gt;.was suppose ter go out wif -- today.but he suddenly had smt on.&lt;em&gt;darn&lt;/em&gt;.so he said ter go out tmr.right,i dun even noe if i kan make it,hope i kan.cos der's a meeting tmr and i dun tink i'll be free in the evening.ya.pris wanna come cos she says she wanna &lt;em&gt;kapo&lt;/em&gt; abit.haha.but aniwaes -- will be bringing a fren too.so yea.at least it wun be that awakard.hee.yea now i jus hope i kan plan my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;.sch's gonna reopen.it feels as though it hasnt even started cos we hardly hv time ter &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;'play'&lt;/em&gt;.cos mid-yrs are gonna start jus after sch reopens.&lt;/em&gt;bleah.pris went out wif anas today,ter bugis?hmmm waiting fer mums ter come hme now..tink she's bringing us out fer dinner..yea.gg ter write testi's now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108685426145814638?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108685426145814638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108685426145814638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108685426145814638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108685426145814638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/yikkess.html' title='yikkess..'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108677150577118316</id><published>2004-06-09T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T16:58:25.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what you want!</title><content type='html'>michelle!! how could you do this to your phone heh??? see, now so inconvenient for me to contact you. haiya. your darling never reply de... then you call me text him. &lt;em&gt;urks&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;double urks&lt;/em&gt; for yesterday's tuition. i missed &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy's girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;urgh&lt;/em&gt;. and see the horrid tuition teacher of mine, who isn't at all nice or whatever. so he totally freakks me out. then i was so stressed up cos i couldn't understand inverse variation. eeeew. then he was like 'don't stress la! God created you to be happy...' then i went 'whatever' and showed him my fist. then ' haiya. i lend you my hand and bite. cos my girlfriend does it to me.' eeew. why would i wanna bite his hand. dirty my teeth, mouth and tongue only): i hate maths. i don't like maths. and i don't like chemistry. i don't understnad why i took history when i hate writng super long essays and don't understand what Mr Chua is just trying to say. &lt;em&gt;ARGHH&lt;/em&gt;. maybe he's too &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt; to listen. &lt;br /&gt;all my life i've been somebody who's not able to understand maths. sighh. if only i could be smarter, then i'll be happier. and i won't feel that &lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt;. just maybe, if God takes me back one day like Elijah or the other one that God took away just like that, i wonder how people would react. sighhh. maybe i shall meditate on the BOOK later. mm. sighh. see, everyone cant make it tml. haiya. what they want.&lt;em&gt; zhu peng gou you&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;ARGH&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pris. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108677150577118316?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108677150577118316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108677150577118316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108677150577118316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108677150577118316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-you-want.html' title='what you want!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108676872205759209</id><published>2004-06-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T16:12:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;where's my phone??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;.It feels so weird not having my bloody phone wif me.so inconvenient.damn.where the &lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt; izit?&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;,whatever..i'll survive.hmm aniwaes i jus watched harry potter again yest.second time watching.was ok lar.managed ter &lt;em&gt;'catch'&lt;/em&gt; sme parts that i dint catch when i watched it fer the first time.yea.&lt;em&gt;Daddy's girls&lt;/em&gt; was damn nice.i simply love that show,hilarious man.laugh non-stop.my mum tot i was mad.yest's episode was probably the funniest.ya.kant wait fer &lt;strong&gt;OC&lt;/strong&gt; ter return tmr.hee.i've officially become a tv addict since the hols started.not only a tv addict but also a professional bumper.hee.kant wait fer tmr,gg out wif--.jus kant wait.haa.&lt;br /&gt;still doing my english assignment now.on 'euthanasia'.yea.the stories that i come across on the net are pretty interesting.of how sme patients decide that they do not wish ter be further tormented by their illness thus choosing euthanasia as a solution.yea.aniwaes better get bak ter work first.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108676872205759209?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108676872205759209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108676872205759209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108676872205759209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108676872205759209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/sadist.html' title='Sadist.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108666927689639062</id><published>2004-06-09T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T12:34:36.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free bumper..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOREDOM&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda gonna be at hme the whole day..which sucks totally..hv ter finish up my hols hme work,cos i wun be ard next wk and even next next wk.hmm tink i'm gonna watch harry potter again,watched it last wk.was quite cool.but the movie was kinda different frm the book.but i tink its kinda short,2 hrs 11mins?yea.alot of tings were not showed.yea.dunnoe why,but ever since i came bak frm camp.i've been feeling super lethargic and super hungry.although i've slept more than enough i still feel so &lt;em&gt;wobbly&lt;/em&gt;.yea.jus heard frm pris that later we'll be having tuition..eww.like its the hols!!tuition?yuck.but aniwaes i kant deny that i need the help..ya.hmmm.kant wait fer the st john's island's camp.amy kant wait fer it too.haha.tink it'll be so totally cool man.gg out wif &lt;em&gt;**&lt;/em&gt; on thurs.i asked amy ter accompany me,but she kant make it,so i asked pris,she kant make it either.so wat?i tink i'll jus hv ter go alone.&lt;em&gt;bleah&lt;/em&gt;.hope it'll be jus fine.haha.yea..hmm aniwaes i tink i'd better get on wif my english assignment first..seeya later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108666927689639062?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108666927689639062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108666927689639062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108666927689639062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108666927689639062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/free-bumper.html' title='free bumper..'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108660314183762564</id><published>2004-06-07T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:12:21.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more action coming upp.</title><content type='html'>like helloo! heehee. i love all my dearest sec ones. ohh gosh. i just felt so bonded with everybody. haiyoo &lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt;!! i wana bao chou on &lt;strong&gt;SABRINA&lt;/strong&gt;!! she called me &lt;em&gt;ah soh&lt;/em&gt;. she bully me can. urkk. i hate being an &lt;em&gt;ah soh&lt;/em&gt;. thinking of it, it really freaks me out. arghh. i will ask her to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wash the toilet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wahahaha. the mission trip. hmm. i cant seem to recall my lines. guess i'm really really stressed):&lt;br /&gt;i hate memorising the lines. i hate acting. i hate acting all crazy over a &lt;em&gt;non-living tortoise&lt;/em&gt;. eeeww. sighh. btw, if you haven't read &lt;a href="http://pure-stupidity.blogspot.com"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; yet.... i wrote that karene did all the scripting and we just acted accordingly. so, it was a huge relief that she was there to help... or else, we wouldn't have won overall.(: YOU rockk!! loved are-you-ready-?! heehee. i thought of the name de. see? brillance. hahaha. i love camp. i wish mission trips all have a bit of fun. looks like we're in for tons of cataloging. &lt;em&gt;urkks&lt;/em&gt;. sounds... quite not nice ehh. ohh well. everything we do is for the Lord. don't expect good stuff to happen everytime. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you ready?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108660314183762564?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108660314183762564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108660314183762564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108660314183762564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108660314183762564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/more-action-coming-upp.html' title='more action coming upp.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108660050362229334</id><published>2004-06-07T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T17:28:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are back!!</title><content type='html'>boo!&lt;br /&gt;finally back frm camp.camp learned so many new stuff.abt the second coming.really helped me ter look at tings frm another perspective.hmm on friday when we first started camp.games was pretty stale,cos we couldnt really play anything,due ter the freaky weather.yea.then me sab and ashley stayed up till really late cos we had ter prepare fer games fer the next day.did water balloons.but inside was red coloured water.it was jus food colouring la.haha.ended up staining our hands.hee.then slept ard 2 plus?woke up ard 6.bleah.the juniors wanted ter sabotage us?wif like wat?toothpaste?ha.thank goodness they dint get their chance.hee.dint feel very tired the next day though.ha.then on sat.we had our sessions.then prepared fer the games.i tot that the games were really screwed up man.but amy was trying ter cheer me up so she said it was fun.yea.then played the flour game.created a humogous mess in the parade ground.we scrubed the floor,then we kept filling buckets of water.cos the hose could not be extended frm the toliet all the way ter the parade ground.yea so we all helped out.ha.pascale was like trying ter splash water on me.manage ter escape.then i took revenge.hee.&lt;br /&gt;after that me.sab and ashley had ter go prepare fer the treasure hunt.i was really afraid that it would turn out as a total flop.but thank god.everyone played very spontaneously.hee.they said they enjoyed the game.but most of them were really 'pissed' off wif me man.when they came bak frm the hunt they were like 'michelle!'.cos i made them run frm sch ter coro,then ter mac's then bak ter sch then ter shell then ter black canyon.then ter farrer rd.haha.was quite funny.yea.then we had the fun nite thing.the goofiest gurl in my grp's definately nikki.tink she's really cute.she acts like a pri 1 gurl man.haha.ya.i tink pris group's performance was the best!so funny so creative.was laughing non-stop.yea.then at nite stef wanted ter prank call.so me,amy and sarah pranked called our frens.amy was like in charge of talkin and me and stef was in charge of giving the numbers.in the end instead of it being a prank call.amy talked ter them very 'naturally'haha.made frens wif almost all.especilly j****n.haha.then went bak ter chapel.got locked out by yahui cos we went bak 10 mins later.thank god rung had the keys.yea.then we went bak in and amy was msging j***** throughout the nite.sheesh.then she got scolded by pris.cos she was using her phone.hee.yea.then the next day had church,prize-giving then photo taking then went hme.really enjoyed camp.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108660050362229334?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108660050362229334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108660050362229334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108660050362229334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108660050362229334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/we-are-back.html' title='we are back!!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108616239785580441</id><published>2004-06-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T15:46:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>okayy.. i've shifted and done the whole blog already. i'm feeling so accomplished. and now i have to type and see if there were any mistakes in the html. i hope there isn't. thank God i didn't have to type out everybody's links. or i'll die doing that. i miss hearing the computer playing the music. but once it does play, it hangs. ARGHHH. and mich will put up some pics later. yeahh. love ya all(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish everything i had was a dream. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108616239785580441?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108616239785580441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108616239785580441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108616239785580441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108616239785580441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7177844.post-108610736057177417</id><published>2004-06-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T00:29:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing; testing.</title><content type='html'>hellowwss!!! we just shifted(: lalalal. looking for a nice layout. probably would shift the dland one here. heh. love everybodyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7177844-108610736057177417?l=twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/feeds/108610736057177417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7177844&amp;postID=108610736057177417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108610736057177417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7177844/posts/default/108610736057177417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinkly-bubs.blogspot.com/2004/06/testing-testing.html' title='testing; testing.'/><author><name>paul frankk is our friend.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15432014443863837766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
