<?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-5668607</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:22:16.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blurred vision</title><subtitle type='html'>shuddup and listen to me now</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</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>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106817888306085856</id><published>2003-11-07T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T12:21:21.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in theroom. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either &lt;br /&gt;direction,had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one &lt;br /&gt;that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it,shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless roomwith its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have said in My Anger", Things I &lt;br /&gt;Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth.Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched , "I realisedthe files grew to contain their contents. The cardswere &lt;br /&gt;packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by &lt;br /&gt;the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the &lt;br /&gt;floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperateand pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its &lt;br /&gt;slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long  fell into my  hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes.  No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up &lt;br /&gt;and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch  His response.  And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. &lt;br /&gt;But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. &lt;br /&gt;He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written. &lt;br /&gt;"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." - &lt;br /&gt;Phil. 4:13 &lt;br /&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." &lt;br /&gt;If you feel the same way, forward it to as many people as you &lt;br /&gt;can so the &lt;br /&gt;love of Jesus will touch their lives also. &lt;br /&gt;My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, &lt;br /&gt; how about &lt;br /&gt;yours? "-quote from an email i received&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106817888306085856?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106817888306085856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106817888306085856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106817888306085856' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106811987259825460</id><published>2003-11-06T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T19:57:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's trng was fun.pretty slack but nice =) we ran, did passes and layups in different ways.altogether it was interesting..then after that we went to take neos.took twice but i bumped into zi en[AGAIN]and sandy so they asked me to take with them w/o charging mee.how nice of them!yaaay hahahah.joyce says that we're really FATED to be together man..always meeting like just liddat.lol i agree with her.oohhh andden after that we went to taka's foodcourt and had the lunchbox thingy again. i was really full but i was craving for my cup of iced blended mocha[yumm]so we went up afterwards to coffee bean &amp; tea leaf.we stayed there till we realised that it was 120pm and i was meeting my pri skol friends at 130pm.haaahhh and i blamed it on simran for making free drinks[cocktailing]at coffee bean's.muahahahah chocolate milk!but when we reached orchard mrt station,i was still not done with my regular.hence i decided to skip the next train and go up wisma to level1 so that we can seat there so that i can finish up my mocha.hahahah although i know im alrdy late for my meeting at BUGIS.uhmmm..when i reached bugis the rest have reached there and were waiting for me.we took many neos again although they spent a million years in the shop to decide which machine to take!still i prefer heeren's and far east's machines.lol,took really many neos today.pretty satisfied =)heh.tv time!okayokaybyebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106811987259825460?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106811987259825460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106811987259825460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106811987259825460' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106795336992066384</id><published>2003-11-04T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T21:42:48.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my entry disppeared again.. i dont feel like typing it out anymore. perhaps some other day. =| okay i shall type it again.&lt;br /&gt;so.had bball trng today.was pretty bad in the beginning cos i wasnt feeling really too well[felt giddy and wanted to vomit when doing fullcourt layups.and i hada pretty number of balls-not-getting-into-the-basket crap]until unity sec came.they caem, i lightened up..cos we were having a friendly!!yaaay.but coach says i need to improve in my physical fitness and of course,basketball skills.i agree.hahaha.yaay he said that linxi,angel and i have potential for next year's skol team =)) and to think i actually forgot to apply sunscreen today."emily you're black in the face!"-my mom.just see how black am i."ooh yes she looks like a contractor with all her tan lines!"-my daddy. -_________________________- but it's true.so i have to remind myself to use sunscreen tmr.ohwellos, we have to run 10rounds 20laps under24mins uphill on thurs for trng.i believe that my stamina has dropped drastically.oh yes..i was playing defence.and celeste was really an all rounder after tingwen. but tingwen fell TWICE on her knees!open wounds everywhere.both her knees PLUS elbow!poor thing!but she's really a good player!coach said celeste played the best for this game though all of us played pretty well.hahaha =) improvement is still required.lol.i think ive lost my attention in blogging right now.hahaha shall blog again tmr or smth.okayokaybyebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106795336992066384?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106795336992066384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106795336992066384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106795336992066384' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106783144386336349</id><published>2003-11-03T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T11:50:42.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>song of the day: alkaline trio-radio.&lt;br /&gt;esp. the first part where the guitar plays&lt;br /&gt;uhm.i dont feel like blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106783144386336349?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106783144386336349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106783144386336349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106783144386336349' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106777438389070678</id><published>2003-11-02T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T20:01:46.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a boring day.cos i dint go for tennis!cos of my sprained ankle!=( i dont like.i was bound home.uhmm..i need to get an ankle guard for myself..the one im using now belongs to nicole and i need to return her cos wynne sprained her ankle before me and already asked to borrow the ankle guard. but im pretty lazy to get one.urrrmm..and i dint go see teh doctor!cos it was pretty minor.haha i can walk,run and even jump!lol.wellos, but i dint go for tennis today JUST IN CASE laaa. on tuesday it's a &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; that i need to go for bball-for next year's selection and there's a friendly with unity sec that day.i just hope my ankle wont give me too much trouble and ill be able to play properly w/o injuring it further or whatever.hhahaha.i was cooped up at home the whole dayy!!i wanna go out.im preparing to go to the roxy store to get some tees and boardshorts!ahhahaa.lalalaa.i wanna catch a movie too.perhaps i shld go with mirabel to watch uptown girls on wednesday after getting back our report book.THEN go to suntec's impact shop.aahhhh..that sounds pretty ideal!=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106777438389070678?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106777438389070678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106777438389070678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106777438389070678' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106759576232424532</id><published>2003-10-31T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T18:22:41.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sticky-sweaty-tired-sore-sprained ankle-sore big toe-bruises-sprained thumb-muscle aches.yes netball carnival today.and that is my body condition currently.lethargic.im feeling weary.mom's bday tmr.went to crabtree and evelyn and got her some stuff.ahahahha.hope she likes it!=)) it was burning today.ive got blisters too![awwwww]oh i look especially pink/red today!cos im sunburnt!mmhahahaha.ANYWAY.i need to bath now.i dunt wanna strain my thumb too.okayokay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106759576232424532?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106759576232424532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106759576232424532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106759576232424532' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106683235178776542</id><published>2003-10-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T22:19:11.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's stupid.the other entry i typed wont appear.perhaps it was too short.hahaha.one sentence.lalalalala.yaaaay it's just the day after tmr!wheeee..lol.it's10pm.but im tired.i wanna sleep.it's cooking here.had pastamania today.lol went out with parents.had tuition today too!cos i cant make it for the one on monday,so i went today.well,the people there today were SOO mugger-rish OR just-too-dull.hahaha.im not trying to be mean!perhaps they're just tired or smth.i cant believe it! they can keep mum the WHOLE lesson which lasts for TWO WHOLE HOURS if not for mrs lim calling them to answer the questions.haha.i would NEVER could have done that man.NEVER.there's ppl thingo tmr.SIGH.boring.but after that im gonna play netball!there's also bball trng tmr.yAAAAAAAAy.i love basketball.dont you?it's just so lovely!=P no.lovely's not the word,it's too gentle.it's just such an enjoyment!though we too have hard times.we're supposed to train up for this yr.well..we werent really satisfied with this yr's achievements were we?hahaha.*blinkblink**nodnod*..youve gotta be feelin' hella good so let's keep on dancin'.okay the lyrics are SMTH lidat la.hahhaha.i just anyoldhow type,riterite?=( im feeling extra lame today.NEVERMIND.i shld just sleep.and sleep.and dont wake up tmr morning for skol.*yawnyawn*hah*munches skittles*I ALWAYS HAVE CHOCOLATE WITH ME WHEREVER I GO =) it's for cravings.hahaha. it's really as though im really a bad bad desperate chocolate addict.like"itsforcravings"hahahha.ooh!famous amos cookies!!yummy!mac nut and choc chip!my favourite!it's "THE DELICIOUS AND YUMMY"[the rich and famous]hahaha.[the young and the old]muahahahas.let's just all hope this'll appear okay?then we all happy!cos when youre bored you can come and read.and im happy that i dint waste my time typing all these and nth appears.lol.-_- laalaa.. hey baby hey baby hey.girls say girls say.hey baby hey baby hey.boys say boys say.hey baby hey baby hey.*.* by now you shld know what am i listening to!hahaahha.&lt;br /&gt;oohh..i saw bush and his wife yesterday!behind the fence of my school.they were in this black limo.the wife was the one who was wearing the light coloured suit.&lt;br /&gt;basketball trng just started yesterday.i simply love it, so does yinglin.rite?=)) we all love basketball!![see we're so loyal sia]&lt;br /&gt;okay i wanna sleep.this is my last point.lol.i bet it'll be long.it's always liddat anyway.lol.ohhhh..hella good's done with the song!hahahaah.black eyed peas feat justin timberlake-where's the love!!ohhh..it's been quite some time i havent listened to this song.lol.good.so after this song ill finish off my blog entry and go sleep!hahaha.let's see how much can i type.AHEM.ahhahaha.but i dunno what to type!allalala.wheeeeeeeeeee..father father help us!send some guidance from above!this ppl got me got me questioning.where is the love?hahaahhaha.uhmmmm..it's been quite some tiem i havent been to catch a movie.serious.whoa.i need to go watch one soon!i need to.cos i want to so i need to.i need to!im acting lame i know that!but i dunno what else to type.and im looking at the kb to type so that i can type faster.ahahah.and no spelling errors!=)) lol.uhmmm..anyone has any good movie recommendations?lol. i heard that italian job was not bad.and infernal affairs too.budden. i dont feel like watching them. i feel like either watching a comedy or a romance. i cant believe i missed so many many many good shows jus  cos of EOYS!urghhh..stupid eoys la.hahahaha.like my boss's daughter! i said i wanted to watch it!sigh.but i didnot . i dint watch pirates of the carribean too.pity!hahahaha..lalaal..ohh..the song's just over.uhmm..okay!cyas!=))) [it's blue-flyby|| now]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106683235178776542?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106683235178776542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106683235178776542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106683235178776542' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106683117118783888</id><published>2003-10-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T21:59:30.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>niters/it's time to sleep/sweety dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106683117118783888?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106683117118783888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106683117118783888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106683117118783888' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106657009840746656</id><published>2003-10-19T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T21:28:18.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay laa..i shall blog a little now.uhhhmm..may got her blog up!=)) good for you may!! =PP there's the jogaton thingo tmr. uhhmm..one good thing. IM RUNNING! IM RUNNING!! IM RUNNING!!  look at my nick!! im running! YAAAAAAAAAY. it's been ages i havent ran like THAT. like THAT. yea. the THAT means THAT im able to breathe in the natural air and not the gym air. like THAT means THAT ill be able to refresh myself.with the memories,filled with panting and sweating, but fun bball memories. like THAT means THAT i'll love it.*puffs out cheeks*i wonder if i still can run.as what noes said.i think im gonna CRAWL.the cool refreshing waters overcoming you.all troubles forgotten.how nice if i can swim now.with someone.i wont wanna swim alone at such a time.it's ..d.a.r.k. out there. *shivers*hahaahahh.i wonder if im able to get what i want. i wonder if my brother too. like..will our parents agree? it's a big decision. but i really dont like it now. i will be knocking myself into the wall if they really agree. like what my brother did the other day cos i told him that they were considering. it's not like OH.LIDDAT AH... i just wanna get OUT. i dont really mind about the details. i just wanna get out. and when getting out, means that it'll not be somewhere near. i want something new. i want a nice nice one. i WONDER if it's possible. actually it really really isnt anything much. but to me. i wanna get out.hahaha..crap!! nevermind. let's get back! =)) okay. there's skol tmr&lt;br /&gt; there's stinking skol tmr&lt;br /&gt;theree's early skol tmr&lt;br /&gt;ohh dear&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;nevermind i get to run tmr! runrunrunrrunrunrurnunrun =PPP&lt;br /&gt;oooohh how does emmy love running.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaah..uhhhhmmm...there's also the bookmark making thingy comp tmr. i dunt wanna join. but cel said it was necessary for all to join and to bring the art materials. =((&lt;br /&gt;wearing culottes tmr cos if im wearing the pinafore, you'll have to change to your blouse later on still, it's troublesome&lt;br /&gt;sharon- i dunt hate you!!&lt;br /&gt;may-oohh may your blog's working!&lt;br /&gt;noey-noes we're running or so to say, crawling tomorrow!yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;lalaalallala...im boliao. i have nth else to say.&lt;br /&gt;*sags shoulders*&lt;br /&gt;there's nth to do.emily is bored.everyone is bored.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.i think all i can do now and what i LOVE TO DO EVERY SECOND NOW IS TO..daydream.ooohh.it's really sooo nice!!&lt;br /&gt;like try daydreaming about smth you like it to happen.ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..how nice.&lt;br /&gt;ohh yea.so creepy.was talking to my friend last night. andden right..last night i dreamt of my friend that i called to that person!and that person actually laughed.yea. i was really happy. cos that night, my friend was feeling sad. and couldnt smile. haahhaahh..just picked up the fone andden laugh laugh.lol. it seemed REALLY real.but quite stupid. who would start laughing once he/she picks up the fone?lol.and i remembered i was using a private line.muahahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;walalalalal..i shall go up and accompany my grandmother whilst she is watching some movie! see im so nice!! so guai.*patpat*&lt;br /&gt;hahha..i sent a little prank message to my brother just now using my mom's fone. ordered him to come back now..muahahahah. actually it was because my mama wants him to be back now.ehhhh.. so early today..usually it's arnd 11pm.hahaha so i willingly voluteered [ about the same meaning eh? lol] to sms him!muahahaha..and included some naughty words. "toot toot wheeeee..lalalaal. ladidums.ordered by the higher court"haahha. i think ive gone high.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhmmm..okay then...shall blog again tmr or smth.&lt;br /&gt;countdown:5 days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106657009840746656?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106657009840746656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106657009840746656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106657009840746656' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106656553749402073</id><published>2003-10-19T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T20:12:17.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stumbled onto the comp.again.hahahaah.the whole afternoon of the computer.and still not enough.muahahahas.just had dinner.feeling bloated.awww..sorry may i wasnt really much of a help this afternoon!geeze.perhaps i shld try doing smth now.since i just had an evening nap,im feeling sober.haha.ooh.i wanna watch tv!you know.when you have smth to do nowadays, you single task. or else later on you'll find that you have nth to do.wahahahahs. so im going to watch the show now, blog later and shall not multi task.so that i'll not feel bored later on after the show!=)).lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106656553749402073?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106656553749402073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106656553749402073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106656553749402073' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106648772767508343</id><published>2003-10-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T22:35:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooh..had many naps today.and managed to play bounce till level 11.dunt feel like blogging today.cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106648772767508343?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106648772767508343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106648772767508343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106648772767508343' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106648702502745981</id><published>2003-10-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T22:23:44.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emily, you're a Shark! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is actually determined by two personality sub-types - your primary, or dominant sub-type, and your secondary sub-type. You are a Shark which means you are a Seeker / Success Your primary sub-type is defined by "Seeker" characteristics and your secondary sub-type is defined by "Success" characteristics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you've got a robust love of life and a killer instinct. Chances are you hate rules, and don't plan on getting old. You're flexible and friendly on top of being innovative and smart. In short, people respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we know all this? How do we know you're extroverted and love being in the spotlight? Or that your mantra is "work hard, play hard"? How could we have divined that dull parties make you weep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because while you were taking the test, you answered four different types of questions — questions that measured confidence, apprehension, willingness to take risks, and your focus on experience versus appearance — the primary traits that determine your personality. Based on your responses, we determined your personality type, Shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[shhhh..i was feeling bored so i decided to take this quiz.hah]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106648702502745981?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106648702502745981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106648702502745981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106648702502745981' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106644272545908747</id><published>2003-10-18T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T10:05:25.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh.i actually typed an entry b4 this.but i wanted to edit another entry and did not save.uggggggh.nevermind.im still not washed up.*looking terrible**no one's home anyway**music is blasting ;)**no one's home anyway**apple juice rocks**emily tan loves apple juice*ive always got this feeling tat someone has been shouting for me for sometime and i cant hear cos of my music.cos if that's really the case then youshldknowwhatwillhappen right?hahahahha..okay i dunt really feel to comfortable to be not washd up. anyway im still on an empty stomach.  cos im too lazy to get smth to eat and my granma told me she was gonna get smth 4 me to eat what..btw i just found smth out.she wears boardshorts!!hahahhahhah.sometimes.like yesterday.too bad she gave away her quiksilver shirt.but she was wearing a skateboarding tee.really nice too.black.lol.i shall finish my apple juice and wash up.thinnk ill be back.not sure.but i have not finished my cheena work!actually remember i mentioned smth about it some other day?yeaaa.and till now ive not done anything.lol.been playing bounce.till level 9.was playing last night on my bed b4 i fell asleep and played when i woke up this morning on my bed again.lol...till level 9[ as i just said just now ] but i just cant get pass that! it's really really stupid. can anyone help me? wynne..hahahha yea ill wait for you, since i cant figure it out whatever.i finished the big packet of twisties chicken last night.okay with my brother sticking his finger into the twisties every few seconds.*licks lips*there's prawn crackers calbee todayy.only AFTER TUITION.sad.=((( hahaha. nevermind. i shld say.  i like tuition! . ohhhhhhhhhhhh...*sips apple juice*btw may..since you quite like musical pieces or whatever it is called. this is not bad... &lt;strong&gt;chopin, frederic - op.66.&lt;/strong&gt;try it.i like it. as in it's not bad laaa.smth like your cat and mouse piece thingy.haahha.it's 5 minutes and 28 seconds..lalaalal.boring.im not done with my juice yet.im soo into apple juice. cos it's nice.nice.yum.yum.ive still got more in the fridge.want some?chockys apple juice.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106644272545908747?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106644272545908747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106644272545908747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106644272545908747' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106639451492464448</id><published>2003-10-17T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T20:41:54.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm actually banned from the comp..SHHHH..cos i blasted the music too loudly last night.but daddy's out.hahh.but i'll be on the go soon.lol.i wonder if i can really not go online for that long!okay nevermind.let's not talk about that.=)) may!!when are we gonna start practising for netbally!it's been quite some time after eoys!we're running outta time!!mayyliauuumeichi! sigh..i tink i shld go now. i need to go bathe.anyway..hahah..bubbs!=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106639451492464448?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106639451492464448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106639451492464448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106639451492464448' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106629996862286620</id><published>2003-10-16T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T18:26:08.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>those who knows how to appreciate this will cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last that ever she saw him&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;He passed on worried and warning&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a river last saturday night&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight&lt;br /&gt;And she couldn't find how to push through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees that whisper in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song of sorrow and grieving&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;All she saw was a silhouette of a gun&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;He was shot six times by a man on the run&lt;br /&gt;And she couldn't find how to push through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;I see you in heaven far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;I see you in heaven one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;I watched your vision forming&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;Star was light in a silvery night&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Will you come to talk to me this night&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't find how to push through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;I see you in heaven far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;I see you in heaven one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the middle of a hundred and five&lt;br /&gt;The night was heavy but the air was alive&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't find how to push through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.   - mike oldfield, moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to listen to more songs since i wasnt on msn. &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/5668607-106629996862286620?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106629996862286620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106629996862286620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106629996862286620' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106627441891250594</id><published>2003-10-16T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T11:20:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha PEEGO NO GO ONLINE!!(A)lol. i just woke up-11:10am.well, it isnt that late,but im hungry!now my breakfast's being heated up [prawn nooooodles for today].hahahah.*yawns*what shld i do today?geeeeeee.maybe i shld urmm..read?yea finish reading the two books of the narnia chronicles that i have not finished reading.then tv!!i can watch tv the whole day.get glued to the black box rather than the white one.[hahah they dont really resemble boxes though,but mayliau said smth bout the boxes b4]lol.=PP MAY OF COURSE YOU MUST BE HONOURED THAT I DEDICATED THAT ENTRY TO YOU LA!=)oh man. i just realised that my hair is in a mess.im still in my pjs.and still wearing specs.now im trying to type while i look into the mirror.lol.lameee..oh..i havent washed up yet!!*another yawn*HMMM..so there's no netbally thingo today.UHMMM...so what should i do?OHHMMM..i shall read and watch tv.MHHHMMM..andden?EHHMMMM...slackk.=P lalalalalal..emily=lame=emily!!shld i go swim today?wheeee..qwerty.*.* yaaayy breakfast is gonna be ready soon.so im thirsting for a drink too.[toddles up to the kitchen and back here]ooooohh.okay it's really done.bye![plods there]&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HAPPY! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106627441891250594?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106627441891250594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106627441891250594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106627441891250594' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106621678195221190</id><published>2003-10-15T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T19:22:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is kindly and specially dedicated to:mayliaumeiqi =)&lt;br /&gt;well mays it was really nice today cos it was student day and we got to play unlimited hours!we skated from 11-3pm.andden we found out that our legs couldnt really take it anymore.wahahaha so we stopped.shiya kept complaining!like "ehhh..what time are yall going back uh?it's now alrdy 2 plus!!!we've skated for like..5 hours alrdy?!!"*which is true*haha.yeaa mayliau..i'm not going online.and i dunno what talking you.what "you know why =P" i dunno!!*confused* hhaah..actually what i said last night,ohwells,i was listening to really touching and sad songs and so i crapped a little.i'm feeling much better now =) but still i think i wont go online too soon.[ thought i wonder if i can resist the temptation to signing in] hahahaha.but for the time being, i shall just keep myself busy by blogging.im not going onto msn. it also helps me not to get glued to the comp screen 24/7..yupps.so i shld devote more of my time to my room and to daydreaming[aka slacking].hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- its good to see your computer screen not blinking every few seconds&lt;br /&gt;- you dont have to keep getting interrupted by conversations&lt;br /&gt; of course..msn has many good things too.perhaps im just trying to console myself.but im not going online too soon,not unless it's really necessary.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HAPPY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106621678195221190?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106621678195221190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106621678195221190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621678195221190' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106612229945353841</id><published>2003-10-14T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T17:25:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i'll not be coming online too soon.i realise i'm not the least being appreciated and there's no use for me to even come online.it's pure meaningless.detached from the surfer's net for the time being.i'll be back, but not that fast.bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106612229945353841?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106612229945353841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106612229945353841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106612229945353841' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106611754500252247</id><published>2003-10-14T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T15:45:44.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeeeeeeee..i just had my shower.UHM.nice and fresh!=))so i can stick my butt on this seat for as long as i want now!:D hahaha..oh yeah. i forgot to say..you know what? last night.i thougght i was verysmart and tried to squeeze some orange juice for myself. i ended up cutting myself with the orange squeezer. -_- i tried to squeeze harder what..then the skin o the orange broke and then i slid my little finger onto the thingy.and i got cut.i dint know.until i felt numb on my little finger and saw blood oozing out.blurrgh.i thought it was a knife cut actually!!waahahahhah..im sooo damn blur! i actually dint even know i got cut by the orange squeezer thingo!! =PP okay..from now on until i think i shld stop. i shall end every blog entry with " IM SO HAPPY " cos no matter how sad am i , when i think of that. IM SO HAPPY..haahaha boliaaoo! lol...uhhhhmm..boringg.nth else to say...okayy.. IM SO HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106611754500252247?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106611754500252247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106611754500252247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106611754500252247' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106611455704630682</id><published>2003-10-14T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T14:55:56.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>allaalla.burps.i just had lunch.char siew rice again!ooooooohhh i like it =)) hahaha.ive not bathed yet.perhaps i shld go soon.yea i'll.since im such a nicenice cleanclean girl.but idont tink anyone will be able to be as clean as mayliaumeiqi! hahahaha..she's teh superdupercleangirl.hahaha =PP uhmmm...i wonder if im going for the ice skating or is there the netball friendly tmr.sigh.blame mayliau again!she's so blur.everything also " still not confirmed yet. i dunno also".mayliauthecaptain!lamelamelamelame.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee..nth nice to talk about alrdy. i think i shld go bathe first.ANDDEN talk somemore =PP okay...cyas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106611455704630682?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106611455704630682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106611455704630682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106611455704630682' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106604959931547139</id><published>2003-10-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T20:53:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehh..this is really a touching song.i lurrrve it.it really says what i feel too.so depressing.so deprived of happiness.so lonely.filled with pain and sadness.though trying really hard not to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man - Robbie Williams, Better Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106604959931547139?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106604959931547139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106604959931547139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106604959931547139' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106601734237570013</id><published>2003-10-13T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T11:55:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.i actually wrote another entry last night.just that i forgot to save it.ohwells.no school today.but i woke up pretty early..uhmm..it's so boring here.there's almost no one online.it's so quiet here...it's a sad ambience..nvm.blurghhh.there's the cpr thingo tomm.i dont like it!=( sighh.&lt;br /&gt;can anyone recommend me anything to do after eoys?i found out that im super bored.but im not willing to touch ANY textbooks.i have nth to read.until tomm when steffiee passes me her narnia chronicles.=) OH!i forgot to collect the readers digest thingo in school!OPPS.and it's for october.geeze.nevermind.tomorrow.tomorrow it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;i reckon this entry's gonna be a long one.just for plain crapping.since im so triply bored i can crap to myself.wahahahahah.i havent gone to wash up yet.guess i shld after getting off the comp.which will be soon as there's nothing to do online.i'd rather...urrmm...go wash up and then find something to do in my room or yea..read the newspapers!im so guai!=)) oohhh..no dont mention the holiday homework.i cannot and cant and wunt do it.at least for now laaa.of course ill do it when i feel like it.so im guai!=P&lt;br /&gt;yeayea..i shall rant on!you know what?im so angry with myself!once i lain on my bed.i started to cough.and cough and cough.and i couldnt sleep.so i ate a lozenge.and got up to look out.i saw many many bright bright lights.bright bright starry lights.they all looked so nice!i wonder where is where though.but i know that the side im looking at is...urmmm...thesentosaside.think so la.i wonder if ill still get this type of scenary a few years down the lane...perhaps many buildings will be higher than mine.andden they'll block the scenary.and surprise.if you really see the scenary from my room.you'll get to see the whole one side of singapore.andden youll see the other side in my parents room since theirs is right opposite mine.that's the front and back of singapore.we got to see indonesia sometime ago.then buildings came up near the coast.i think we still can see it.think.sigh.think of all the wonderful memories i had last time.all so perfect.[okay not that perfect].now.you get to see and experience the feeling of reality.it may be fin at times.very adventurous of yourself.but there are also times.when you glaze out of the window.you see the world.surpressing every joy in your mind.filling you with pain.plainly just filling you with the reality of the world.which isnt really that pleasing yea?&lt;br /&gt;i thought of so many things last night.where it's all quiet[except for me coughing]and serene.you see cars zooming pst below you.lights twinkling at you and the trees all sound asleep...perhaps i do sound a little crazy.hahaha.but come to think about it,it really does make some human sense kays.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what do i feel like saying now?crapping now?&lt;br /&gt;-thinks-&lt;br /&gt;OH SHEESH.noey just reminded me of questa!i havent done it yet.it has to be handed in to the teacher tomm.sigh.you see la.i still thought i could slack for the whole day.YEA.OH HOW NICE I REMEMBERED I STILL HAVE TUITION LATER!=((( ughhh..when you think of smth unhappy another one will come.followed by another.how nice how nice!and you know what?i dunno where is my questa card.guess ill have to rumage through my room again.blurrrrgh.nice stuff.i recalled all these all at once when noey told me about the questa.AWAKING ME BACK TO REALITY.now you get what i mean?reality and dream.a beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg difference.certainly a very huge difference indeed.but at least noey reminded me!or else it isnt good to survive in dreams all day long!you forget everything!and then what happens?you face the consequence la!so all in all, you STILL have to wake up.reality is forever calling you.beckoning for you to come.come.come.but at times you shld not respond!have a break!have a kit-kat!=) lammmme.&lt;br /&gt;okayyy.guess i shld go now.this entry's pretty long laaa..not as long as i wanted it to be.but still.satisfactory.no maybe i shld crap a little more!muhahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;sighh..&lt;br /&gt;i realised ANOTHER THING.&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my tuition work.&lt;br /&gt;a total of 3 sets.&lt;br /&gt;dying.&lt;br /&gt;no i shant die.cos eoys are over!so i get lots and lots of time.shldnt die.or shld i say i shldnt die of stress cos there's so little after the exams!but i wonder if ill die of boredom.wahahahahaha.im lame!!&lt;br /&gt;the time now is 12pm! and i havent washed up!still wearing my PJs!arent i embarrassed!lol.&lt;br /&gt;yaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAy.ice skating on wednesday!yeayea!im craaaaaaaaazzy about ice skating.we shall get the group thingo and we can skate for unlimited hours!bwwwwahahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;so far...wynne,steph tan,steph teong,ariella,mirabel,yinglin,may,nicole and meeee!hahah..as for noey and nat..they have not promised anything yet...come laa!hahah the more the merrier!whhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmuhm says:&lt;br /&gt;noey you coming on weds to ice skate with us?&lt;br /&gt;uhmuhm says:&lt;br /&gt;come laa!!what about nats?&lt;br /&gt;:.||pollilop|||no breathing.no pulse|||:. says:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;:.||pollilop|||no breathing.no pulse|||:. says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno lehz... &lt;br /&gt;:.||pollilop|||no breathing.no pulse|||:. says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;:.||pollilop|||no breathing.no pulse|||:. says:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully&lt;br /&gt;:.||pollilop|||no breathing.no pulse|||:. says:&lt;br /&gt;not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noey!! you're soooooo hesistant!!hahaaha okay laaa..it's up to you!=))) anyway...going off now.guess i REALLY should go wash up.i dunt wanna be stinky emerley. =P&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/5668607-106601734237570013?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106601734237570013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106601734237570013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106601734237570013' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106596350275680842</id><published>2003-10-12T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T20:58:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waahahahaha.poor thingos.those who arent done with eoys yet.POOR THINGOS.uhmmm..no school tomm for meeee!=))oh yea im going iceskating again on wednesday!!wheeeeeeeeee!iceskating is just funn!=P uhmmm..i just packed my room today.haah.wat else.blurrgh.i dunno.i have amnesia.ohhh.there was no tennis today cos of the bad weather.so i went to workout.MAN.my stamina is like shit now.i really need to run more more more.=( i need to prepare for the netball carn.104 shall win!MUAHAHAHA.okay laaa.but at least we shall not get kicked out so easily!im acting patriotic for my class!!waaalalalala i'm so bored.but i'd rather be bored than be mugging.UHM.ive decided not to get rid of a wardrobe.cos i dunt need to.YAY IM SO HAPPY.but sad too,cos i cant tell why am i so happy to anyone.hahahaa.ooooooooooh the televesion programme is so interesting!=)) okay going now.bubbbye!heh =PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106596350275680842?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106596350275680842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106596350275680842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596350275680842' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106578333695445875</id><published>2003-10-10T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T18:55:36.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELCOME BACK EMERLEY!&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.thankew =) my next step.let's see..this is my list for my "post-exams activities"!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- clear my room&lt;br /&gt;- get rid of a wardrobe in my room&lt;br /&gt;- go get some stuff for my room [mini compo (ive alrdy saw one that i like),rug,cushions,photo frames and board[ikea]]&lt;br /&gt;- movies&lt;br /&gt;- tv&lt;br /&gt;- comp&lt;br /&gt;- hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;- slacking&lt;br /&gt;- sleeeping!!!!&lt;br /&gt;perhaps more.but that's about all i can think of now.muahahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;it's REALLY so fast!like...whoa.it's the end of eoys.heh.ahem.but we had 2 exams a day!&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmm...just came back from ice skating.wheeeeeeeeee!it was so fun.AND.i got clawed by the canteen chair today!like deep and blardy.=( so disgusting.at the back of my knee.like SIGH.im just so accident prone.i think im the FIRST and LAST person to get injured in such a FUNNY and PECULIAR way.uhmmm..hahaha got cuts and bruises from skating too.but it's fun kay!&lt;br /&gt;malia "HAO SHU FU AH!" LOL &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;yinglin "yingchen!chenying!"muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;bel "FREAKY FRIDAY!ON THE BUS with someone staring." bwahahahah&lt;br /&gt;emmy "ZHEN DE HEN SHU FU MAH"*points and stare*wahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;had higher cheena and english paper two today.wahahahahah "twas okay"wynn&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;i knocked into my knee cut and bruise again :S &lt;br /&gt;PAIN. O.O   o.O   O.o &lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe that exams are over laa.and anyw there's some CPR thingy in skool tomm and we need to go back! =(&lt;br /&gt;but on monday and tues we need not! YAYYY.but on weds there's the sec 4 farewell.&lt;br /&gt;-i havent bathed yet since i came back..about half an hour ago-&lt;br /&gt;budden i dunt dare to bathe!all my open wounds will be biting.but i MUST bathe!the ice skating rink hadd some smell.&lt;br /&gt;and when we came out of it we were also smelling that smell on us.EWWWWW.-disgusting-&lt;br /&gt;yawn yawn.&lt;br /&gt;BEEG REFURBISHMENT FOR ROOM BEGINS TONIGHT.YAAAY IVE BEEN PLANNING SINCE LIKE SO LONG AGO.&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...stomach's calling me to go "mum mum"[baby talk!]&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.bye! =)&lt;br /&gt;dont worry now i'll blog eVERYDAY if possible cos there's nth else to do!LAX. =]]]]]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&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/5668607-106578333695445875?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106578333695445875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106578333695445875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106578333695445875' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106491017389643520</id><published>2003-09-30T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T16:22:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really worn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really exhasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really feeling lethargic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really lifeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really...dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106491017389643520?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106491017389643520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106491017389643520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106491017389643520' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106473328750310700</id><published>2003-09-28T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T15:14:47.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106473328750310700?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106473328750310700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106473328750310700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106473328750310700' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106406224095326880</id><published>2003-09-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T15:15:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had the coastal cleanup thingy today.was okay.spent more time with may at the toilet though.trying to wash away the sand cos i stepped into the water and there was sOOO much sand.*.* ohand yinglin too.and then we went to ice skate!YAYYYY.it was REALLY fun.i fell only once!hahaahhaha.okay i shall skate again.SOON.today i went with yinglin,wynne and bel.hahaha..okay what else?urrrm.oh.I DECLARE I DO LOVE ICE SKATING DESPITE ALL THE BLISTERS I GOT FROM IT.lurve it lurve it.=)) it's REALLY fun!!im gonna learn man.i wanna learn to skate BETTER.hahaha.it's fun falling down too!though i only fell once or twice la.and then yinglin fell onto this guy!like he was skating with his gf?and it seemed that the gf was really too happy with that incident cos he asked yinglin if she was okay.hahaha and he fell too cos of the impact.the force.lol.wo whooo whoaa!so fun so fun!im going after  eoys definitely!!hahahaaha im crazzy.but it's really cool and nice.we wwere the only ppl wearing short skirts[culottes]there anyway.hahahaha.sigh.i think i do really have to mugg soon!OPPS.everyone is LIKE: EOYS ARE COMING EOYS ARE COMING ___DAYS MORE!"EWWW..just freeaking me out la!&lt;br /&gt;okay [IM NOT GOING TO STUDY NOW LA]but i gtg cos my cousins are here. oh btw just had my first cheena tuition just now.it was okay.but like all of them there are quite pro in cheena?EWWWW..and i was like " uhhh..[mumbles smth].errrrmm..uh."-embarrassed-&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.i shall see to it.i WILL improve my cheena and place it back to standard!IM GUAI.=))oh i took many pictures today from the digital cam during the coastal cleanup thingy!!ahha.YAY.i shall try to geddit into the comp. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106406224095326880?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106406224095326880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106406224095326880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106406224095326880' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106395861354190623</id><published>2003-09-19T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T16:03:33.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>totally freaking out yesterday.cos today i had the ERIL test and that when i  wanted to read the book again..when i realised that wynne hasnt returned me the book LASt monday.yea i was simply screaaaaming.and it was too late to go out and buy another book.my parents were outside but they dint get the book too.well i asked my bro and he dint know too.checked everything..online,fax machines,notes,reviews and blah.no help.like in the end i rushed thru the book for the 1/2 before skool started.at least the test wasnt that difficult and i could answer the questions quite properly.lol.i just realised today that i have not collected the reader's digest of SEPTEMBER.yea and so i went to collect it.had math test today too.UGH.i think i made a mistake on the area of the map!=((okay nvm no use crying over split milk.okay let's see what tests do i have next week.prepare for my funeral."shld i  go into hiatus?"i dunno la.i DUNNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio test-wednesday&lt;br /&gt;history quiz[gupta]-surprise quiz, though i think wolfe said second blk?or first?&lt;br /&gt;geoggy test[plate tectonics]-second blk,not VERY confirmed yet&lt;br /&gt;cheeeeena cheng yu test-tues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice.4 tests in a week.EWWWW it stinnks hell.plunging into misery.what to do?teachers..*shakes head*oh and i went nygs yesterday..to meet zi en.hahaha zi en youre okay what!i think im the one whose not okay.=)tomm's coastal cleanup for the whole of sec 1s!YA.WHOLE SEC 1 RGS 2003 AT EAST COAST BEACH TMR AT ARND 9.=PPyayy im the "cam man"for my grp!yayy.i wonder if i can bring the digital cam anot.maybe ill just borrow my mom's phone so that i can take the pics la.&lt;br /&gt;-my M&amp;Ms drop.red one.-&lt;br /&gt;-picks it up-&lt;br /&gt;-MUNCH-&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.my floor's CLEAN!im addicted to chockk!yeahyEahYeahYYeah.UHHHHH.i dunno what to do at home todayy!&lt;br /&gt;-scuttles off to get milkk cos im done with choock-&lt;br /&gt;seems like everyone is MUGGING!YES.dunt worry im mugging too.i need to study too yea.uhmmm..but i dunt feel like starting with weekend work like now.oh yea,my higher cheena tuition starts at hua language tmr!i wonder if shld feel happy or sad.ahahah perhaps just both.-gulps milk-&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i better go noww.YAY.i managed to get by a week saving money!!!!!!!CLAPCLAP!X.X hahahahaa.okaayy.bubbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106395861354190623?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106395861354190623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106395861354190623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106395861354190623' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106378876947980382</id><published>2003-09-17T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T17:01:28.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whix.realised that longer entries are nicer on the blog!hahahaha.lamee.oh but i cant!!cos i need to bathe soon..okay.let's make this quick.sorry like if i make some spelling mistakes cos im typing this really fast and this is extreme crap from emily tan.hahahaha.uhh..if you had realised that my title of my blog has changed...it's now...uh not sure lemme go check.gimme asec.okay it WAS plush format_clink touch.runn. now ive changed it to...clink fash.plush format.runn. hahahaha.i tink it sounds nicer.not much meaning to it.but perhaps i shld change it.shld i?like to smth nicer.ahaahhaha.smth about surfing or skiing or blading or skating or whateverrr!!!lol =) btw my months and dates are in fur ranch.ahahha. that's supposed to make me remember them. so that even i have quitted fur ranch i still remeember them..lol and i think it looks quite cute too! cos some ppl dunt geddit and BUT STILL it's CCUUTe.hahhaha.anyway i dunt think ya guys will really care about the dates eh?lol.it's the crap tat counts.=Psigh.it's pretty boring here.5pm soon.and im still in my rg shirt and culottes!ahhahaha.dirty emileeeee.okay surprising my saving plan IS working!omg!can you believe it?im actually SAVING for the IKEA and the keyboard!im so independent?*EGO*jkjk.nahhh idunt think so. but still.cos i want a keyboard but i dunt disturb my parents.well...i guess ill still ask them to geddit for me in the end.but i wonder if they'll want to geddit for me.they'll say ill not use it or wev.sigh.at most ill geddit myself.heard that it's about 100 plus.not THAT ex.yupps.uhhhm.that means more saving and more miseries?bleaghh..well if you really cared to count,it's only days away from eoy.im stressed!for the first time i say that emily is STRESSED NOW.okay shrug.you can do nothing anyway.nothing youcan do.ahahhahaha.perhaps i shld just relax and laugh MORE.no.no more laughings.im  alrdy laughing so much like a lunatic! anyway...gtg now.bubbb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106378876947980382?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106378876947980382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106378876947980382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106378876947980382' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106378622714994134</id><published>2003-09-17T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T16:14:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUNCH.was munching on chocky just noww.uhm.i came home so early today!well..actually i could have came home early.and then i was notty.i wanted to take a longer way home but nearer.like 5 minutes nearer.anyway.yea and it started to pour really heavily.i got stuck in the bus stop.had to wait for RESCUE from home.muahaahha.okay.laugh!=)im laughing too and i got all drenched STILL.shld have taken a cab at novena or maybe orchard.but you see,when i left skool it wasnt raining.only when i got to novena to take 21.[time for some rockkk.maybe not.]uhm...i know i shld go bathe soon.since i got sorta soaked in rainwater just now.btw the rain has stopped.yea well...mayybe later.im feeling laazee.okay CRAP time!!!:/ heh. oh yar! my vampire!ahhaha if curious.go to http://quiz.ravenblack.net/blood.pl?biter=emmm .ive linked it too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106378622714994134?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106378622714994134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106378622714994134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106378622714994134' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106353938504423062</id><published>2003-09-14T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T19:43:27.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE MY COUSINS.THE TWO WHO CAME.I HATE THEM I HATE THEM.I GIVE THEM STUFF AND THEY'RE HAPPY.THEY SINGSONGS I TYPED HERE THAT THEY SING GOOD AND THEY WHISPER ABOUT ME.THEY CRITICIZE ME.UGH.IHATETHEM.THEY ARE SO DAMN HYPOCRITICAL.HYPOCRITES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106353938504423062?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106353938504423062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106353938504423062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106353938504423062' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106342814666805790</id><published>2003-09-13T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T12:42:26.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that tropical land is blessed with pleasant scene of spring-like beauty , a tropical luxuriance, when fruits and flowers lavish their fragrance together in the same bough!there nature animates all life and reigns in vegetable and animal perfection. there nature perpetually glows in wild splender and uncultivated maturity!&lt;br /&gt;i contemplate the years i passed in that terrestrial Elysium. the simple food, which my solitude afforded, sweetened my rural life.My enjoyments was never broken by those corroding cares and perplexing fears which pride and folly create in the lives of populous communities.&lt;br /&gt;the fertile soil produced all the food people need in abundance.fish was in great plenty flocks and animals were numerous, the trees loaded with fruit. i never wanted for anything. who but a fool would not be refreshed by such mildness of climate and land, such beauty and such luxury?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106342814666805790?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106342814666805790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106342814666805790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106342814666805790' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106336589175384614</id><published>2003-09-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T19:24:51.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeeeeelalalala.just went to ikea to get some boxes for my room!ahhaah.iwantamirrortoo.uhmm..shld go there another time.for my mirror.bin.pocket hangers and containers!i want all those for my room!oh and posters!!!lol.i lurrrrve IKEA.=) hmmmm..havent started on my revision much!oh deear.beingmelancholic =P LURRRVE THIS SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Corrs- Would you be happier] &lt;br /&gt;[Album] VH1 Live in Dublin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever wondered where the story ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how it all began, I do&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever dream you were the movie star&lt;br /&gt;With popcorn in your hand, I did&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel you're someone else inside&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands, you are&lt;br /&gt;And wanna disappear inside a dream&lt;br /&gt;But never wanna wake, wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you stumble on tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And trip over today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be happier, if you weren't so un-together&lt;br /&gt;Would the sun shine brighter, if you played a bigger part&lt;br /&gt;Would you be wonderful, if it wasn't for the weather&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you not afraid to tell your story now&lt;br /&gt;But everyone is gone, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Why's everything you've ever said or done&lt;br /&gt;Not the way you planned&lt;br /&gt;Mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you promised that tomorrow'd&lt;br /&gt;Be different than today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be happier, if you weren't so un-together&lt;br /&gt;Would the sun shine brighter, if you played a bigger part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be wonderful, if it wasn't for the weather&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;I think you're gonna be just fine...&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're racing for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Not finished with today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be happier, if you weren't so un-together&lt;br /&gt;Would the sun shine brighter, if you played a bigger part&lt;br /&gt;Would you be wonderful, if it wasn't for the weather&lt;br /&gt;I think you're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we be happier, if we weren't so un-together&lt;br /&gt;Would the sun shine brighter, if we played a bigger part&lt;br /&gt;Would we be wonderful, if it wasn't for the weather&lt;br /&gt;I think we're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;I think you're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't worry baby)&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;(Don't worry honey)&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;(Don't worry baby)&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up pretty early today..10am.then did some revision.after that i took a break and went online.straight after that i went to ikea with grann.and came back to start packing my stuff into the boxes and tried to find some comfy places to put all the four boxes =P now im back to the comp!had jumbo hotdog at ikea's.not feeling hungry now.[my day]now it's CRAPPTIME!yyayayaya.muahahahaha.yawn.i wanna sleep.i havent bathed.uggh.-espreno tee gap shorts converse sandals billabong bag roxy wallet-nah it doesnt mean anything im just crapping.booooore-ring!what else what else to KRAPE?okayyy.mamar just asked me if i wanna go to the supermarket with her.boring here.bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106336589175384614?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106336589175384614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106336589175384614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106336589175384614' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106328193094210259</id><published>2003-09-11T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T20:19:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhhhm yea i went to my cousin's place.WHEE.okayy.i know this is lame la.budden just feel like typing some stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is blinding&lt;br /&gt;I grasp air, as though it was a glimmer of hope given to me&lt;br /&gt;Alas!it was disappointment that came flooding back&lt;br /&gt;The painful memories&lt;br /&gt;all coming back to me as vividly as before&lt;br /&gt;the terror strikes me when i think about it&lt;br /&gt;when i see myself&lt;br /&gt;i pity oneself&lt;br /&gt;for being so weak, so defenceless&lt;br /&gt;the minor lamentations that i hold in awe&lt;br /&gt;Which i have of in this place&lt;br /&gt;Strange as it is&lt;br /&gt;I dare say my heart aches at the thoughts of pain and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;the merciless knife continues to slash across my heart&lt;br /&gt;with scars so deep&lt;br /&gt;i carry on with this path&lt;br /&gt;all for the sake of sake&lt;br /&gt;we all do that&lt;br /&gt;we all are human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this insipiration when i got insomia some nights ago and i started feeling queasy.but anyway i just started smsing to myself!hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA just came back from may's hse to do the kite thingy.ROTFL.so funnnnny.so funnnnnn too.muahahahha.the kite can fly!!wheeee!we played bball.hey may we dint play badminton!hahaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106328193094210259?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106328193094210259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106328193094210259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106328193094210259' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106303199739631475</id><published>2003-09-08T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T22:39:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay im back to crap.just crap yea?ohhhhhkay.here goes.OMG.im FREAKING.UGGGH.the stupid person is attit again!simply imitating my language!and thinking it's g-rea-t.not as i my language is really that desirable.then why copy?notty person. yay.MALIA,MANI,MANO,MILO AND MALI!yayyyyyyyyyyyy..hahaha. i know you know who you are. yea!let's see the little mini test i set.sigh.it's 1030pm now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106303199739631475?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106303199739631475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106303199739631475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106303199739631475' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106302461966520177</id><published>2003-09-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T21:05:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to cousin's hse tmr for sleepover.i have seriously not enough songs suitable for my taste for me to listen here!should i change my layout?or is this fine?mmmhm..what else to blog about?life's getting "boreder" and "boreder" everyday...uhhhhh..i shld try calling someone to talk to.i dint go out today!!!!SURPRISE.nothing.they came here and made a mess.spilled salt over.had a salty war.made some new salty tiles.still had ruffles cake snickers and yupi in the room despite all the mess and the salt war.everything was salt.we managed to finish up all the salt stuff.and cleaned up the whole place.i washed my feet..for countless times to check on the tiles to see which places still had salt grains.there was salt even on the bed.i think im watching turnleftturnright tmr.ill make sure ill watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106302461966520177?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106302461966520177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106302461966520177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106302461966520177' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106294610505487810</id><published>2003-09-07T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T22:48:24.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really boring nowadays.well life is supposed so i guess.cousins just went home..im being left here.in this dimly lit room.it's so lonely here.with unfeeling music.there's no life.it's really just plain boring.boring.boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shld start with my mugging tmr.but steph tan,teong and wynne are coming tmr for the salt making thingy and i finally managed to find some bottles at popular at parkway today.watched spykids3d jusst now at ps.not bad..just a normal kiddy show with some kiddy 3d animations.lol.i wanted to read the cheena newspaper online for quite sometime.and until this day,i haven't done so.perhaps i shld now.yup.catch ya arnd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106294610505487810?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106294610505487810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106294610505487810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106294610505487810' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106292435425326202</id><published>2003-09-07T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T16:45:54.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i can gain access for the template and settings! WHEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106292435425326202?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106292435425326202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106292435425326202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106292435425326202' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106292426796699869</id><published>2003-09-07T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T16:44:27.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaah..sigh.blogger was totALLY down yesterday..cousin's right beside me now.lalaalal.okay i cant get into the template page thingy and now when i wanna change my backgrnd i cant!ughh..the sereney picis quite nice but i have this eminem one that i PREFER.bleagh..wheeeeeeeeeee.im wearing the same outfit as i did the other day when i went for my god-aunty's wedding..muahahaha. i like this tee!yyayayaya..btw bel you got back your connexion and you dint tag my blog!hey youre one notty girl!lol..read in the newspaper that the movie" turn left turn right" got the top rating.full marks.reallly romantic comedy.yay.iwannawatchitnomatterwhat.=)lalalal..btw yall can go check out my other blog. the add is http://blue-shiver.diaryland.com yay..it's a nice layout. i like it. the eminem one i was toking about just b4 this. yupps.poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106292426796699869?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106292426796699869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106292426796699869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106292426796699869' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106283374363538359</id><published>2003-09-06T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T15:35:43.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay mama just came back from the supermarket with yupi,ricola and snickers!!wheeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106283374363538359?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283374363538359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283374363538359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106283374363538359' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106283362989114378</id><published>2003-09-06T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T15:33:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nicc's and may's blog add is http://niccmayy.diaryland.com/ and not the one i did  link for. i cant change it now as i cant even get into that page to change it. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106283362989114378?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283362989114378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283362989114378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106283362989114378' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106283185232808222</id><published>2003-09-06T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T15:04:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im alone at home to do whatever i want.how nice.sigh..im suffering from severe neck aches. i think it was because on thurs and fri, i tried to stuff my bag with all the filesandstuff from my locker to bring it back home. and now my poor neck/shoulder.partially also because i have not fully recovered from the jumping thingy for the bball and my right shoulder blade was aching too. and i started lugging stuff back home.hmmm..cheena tuition starts in 2 weeks time.and did i say that last night i met a very nice girl?haha.bel's friend.joyce!=)she's a nicenicenice girl [joyce you do need to thank me =p].so she shld not stay in ny.anyway she hates it.haha.yea.btw i still have to do the salt stuff during the hols.sigh.i wonder if i can even revise during the hols for eoy.-suddenly feels so emotional-hahaha..i want a dog!a furry beeg friendly golden!but my mommy says "no".even my dad wants it.the other time when we went to australia we actually saw this beeg cute adult golden for sale.and it's extremely obedient too!but my mom said it's OLD.=(but i really need a dog.that i can talk to, play with and keep me company!next time i'll get a house and stay with my golden.then i wunt be so lonely and yet still have my privacy =) okay that's so next time.another song..really fantastic song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[evan and jaron-crazy for this girl]&lt;br /&gt;[album]crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rolls the window down&lt;br /&gt;And she&lt;br /&gt;Talks over the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of the cars that pass us by&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But she's changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And as she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one to hold me&lt;br /&gt;The night&lt;br /&gt;The sky fell down&lt;br /&gt;And what was I thinking when&lt;br /&gt;The world didn't end&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I know what I know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now&lt;br /&gt;Face to face&lt;br /&gt;All my fears&lt;br /&gt;Pushed aside&lt;br /&gt;And right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to spend the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106283185232808222?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283185232808222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106283185232808222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106283185232808222' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106276173153194410</id><published>2003-09-05T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T19:35:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it stinks.icant access the template and settings again. okay nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106276173153194410?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106276173153194410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106276173153194410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106276173153194410' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106275985363116907</id><published>2003-09-05T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T19:04:13.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dint go to sleep but i feel much awake now...nuff energy to blog at least.-yawns nevertheless- yay the hols are finally here.wheeee. urm yupps..dunt really feel like typing much. here's a song for..egoistical ppl..enjoyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Busted-what i go to school for]&lt;br /&gt;[album]busted&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is echoed in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I count the days till she is mine&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell my friends cause they will laugh&lt;br /&gt;I love a member of the staff&lt;br /&gt;And I fight my way to front of class&lt;br /&gt;To get the best view of her ass&lt;br /&gt;I drop the pencil on the floor&lt;br /&gt;She bends down and shows me more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;You can call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I know that she craves me&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends I've had plenty&lt;br /&gt;None like Miss MacKenzie&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she may be thirty-three&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't bother me&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend's working out of town&lt;br /&gt;I find a reason to go round&lt;br /&gt;I climb a tree outside her home&lt;br /&gt;To make sure that she's alone&lt;br /&gt;I've see her in her underwear&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;You can call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I know that she craves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends I've had plenty&lt;br /&gt;None like Miss McKenzie&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that you teach all day&lt;br /&gt;knows you're looking at me in a different way&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that's why&lt;br /&gt;My marks are getting so high&lt;br /&gt;I could see those tell-tale signs&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I was on your mind&lt;br /&gt;I could see that you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;When you told me that I'm what you go to school for&lt;br /&gt;I'm what you go to school for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's packed her bag it's in the trunk&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she picked herself a hunk&lt;br /&gt;We drive by school to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;My friends they can't believe their eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;You can call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I know that she craves me&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is a real bore&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends I've had plenty&lt;br /&gt;None like Miss MacKenzie&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for&lt;br /&gt;That's what I go to school for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tune of this song is quite nice..but the lyrics are damn ego type.okay now for some crapping and im done...hmm..dinner's gonna be ready sooon.lalala..wheee..so boring. ive been online since like...just now. yea and i dunno what to do. it's so damn boring. ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106275985363116907?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106275985363116907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106275985363116907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106275985363116907' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106274773301915922</id><published>2003-09-05T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T15:42:12.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tired.maybe i'll blog later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106274773301915922?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106274773301915922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106274773301915922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106274773301915922' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106268010792426012</id><published>2003-09-04T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T20:55:08.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh -recalls-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay i went to burger king today with malia,mali[aka arlene]and bel.muahahahaa.noee and nicc dint come [beeg awww] we were totally rushing thru lunch..got stuck in bus190!'traffic jam'.andden later malia went back for netball[you shld have guessed who's malia by now, she's my doggy friend aka THE MAID and mali(aka arlene)is like duh malia's sister aka ANOTHER MAID.lol...both malia and mali are my maids!yea.both are my doggy friends too.CUTE!!!] mali went home,bel went home with me...we actually planned to btw im not mily im mille.long as it isnt mily im happy.it makes me sound like a...mouse?=Plalalala..it seems like that phrase[lalala] is an "out" phrase alrdy, but i still like it! yayyy!actually bel and i wanted to play 'the sims'..nth appeared but some cheena words about this comp not having the prog in the comp!DOTS.even the comp can be a bullywer.all it does is to bully ppl,esp me.i know im boliao!unfortunately a fact is still a fact even if emily IS boliao.=) -yawnyawn-really being deprived of sleep,precious sleep. i shall see to it that i will not be even pulled out of bed on sat before 11.no way.-mommay went to buy 6 packs of salt and a box of chalks for me. yes thanks for your compliment! i know im crazy yeah!- nahh..that's actually for my class's aesthetics proj..yea i think it sorta doesnt really suck but it's a loser thing. =about the same? uhmmm considerably=anyway back to the topic...so we dint play 'the sims', bel and i.instead we started surfing the net and then pigging ourselves out with a late so-called-teatimebreak-but-it's-actually-more-like-a-late-lunch thingy[remember we had lunch b4 this]..then diverting our pigging to our magnums. yummy really munchy and delicious.ahhaah.we started playing speed at the dining table,then stress.lastly we played blackjack.we mugged last minute[really it's by the minute]so we did our cheena work -eh so guai right?-..i think that's all we did, in urhhmm...say 2 1/2 hours?somewhere there.most of the time we were on the comp though playing games.rotfl..bel says that my torti is reallyyyyy cute!-let me just say that he's..ahem beeeg,a carnivore-hahaha.what else?ohmmm...do you know that someone actually smsed nicc [quite sometime ago]..and you know what was the selected phrase that was sooooo damn obvious that  he said?*leans forward to french you nite*YEA!!!A GUY.niccc.!!muahahahaha dunt blame me but i think it's quite obvious who's that person is.=Pnot much of a surprise really..but just some news.i cant believe i actually finished my work today...lalalalallaal.ive alrdy spent so much time thinking of what else to say!but..nth.i cant think of anything...there's assembly tmr..there's math..higher cheena..comp studies..recess.i suddenly feel depressed.ofcourse there's a reason behind it.someone i know has changed so much.it's so sad.he/she no longer seems to what he/she was before.and he/she was much better before.it's devastating.but of course he/she wunt believe it since he's/she's changed alrdy..what should i do?i cant possibly change him/her.it's near impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106268010792426012?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106268010792426012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106268010792426012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106268010792426012' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106259136344251894</id><published>2003-09-03T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T20:16:03.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhmm i dint blog yest..yeaa cos i was sweepyy..hmmm..i found out that i actually did include the blogger thingy. hmmm.. howboring there's nth to blog. did bel and i really get crazy yest?like what did we do?i forgot everything!man..i REALLY have short term memory. okay now i think i sorta remembered.was it the toopid dancy thingy you were talking about?rotfl...muhahahaha [moohahaahah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad! yesterday was the last trng for bball until the end of our exams. eww it stinks! i like bball! hmphhh..and i had to go home yest by my own!yea!so damn stinky and sweaty and i still had to take the mrt!can you imagine that?being sqqeezzeed when your so damn stinky and then you know it and youre embarreesseedd yourself.sigh-bleagh i swear next time ill takethecab!i dint realise that this is the last week of the term muahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did some jumping thing that you had to do the layup steps and jumpp to touch the upper panel thingy [i dunno what you call you llaaa] for like...10 rounds[which consists of 2 laps each] or smth lidaat.then we played poison ball!it was very fun =) surprisingly i was the second last..together with melissa [sec3]so we did this snnatch ball thingy and i also dint noe where did the ball go!lol..then melissa goddit and threw it at me..ahhaha the rule wasnt that only when the ball just touches your legs,its your whole body.mann..it's really so damn fun! :D we also did some other stuff..it was all in all very funnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yawns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106259136344251894?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106259136344251894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106259136344251894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106259136344251894' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106251109503395027</id><published>2003-09-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T21:58:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayayayayayayayyyyyyayay! im done with my html! =) hahaha..lalalalala..but i think i forgot to include the blogger thingy. does anyone have the html? i need to add it in.. =P yayyy..lemme go check it out first. shall blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106251109503395027?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106251109503395027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106251109503395027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106251109503395027' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106242526185945264</id><published>2003-09-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T22:07:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay shit i've made a mess out of my html. but just you wait. im not done. everything is always ugly when it's only halfway done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106242526185945264?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106242526185945264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106242526185945264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242526185945264' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106242363640637640</id><published>2003-09-01T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T20:16:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!at last man..this blogger like FINALLY heard my swearings andwhatever that they eventually must have given up on me and let me into my settings and template. but sorry guys, not that im not wanting to revamp my blog. but not these few days,ive got loads to do..bleagh. but maybe youll see some minor changes here and there while i still try to fiddle with the html... =) lalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i had finished my work..i think so? somewhere here and somewhere there laaa. haha. opps. i forgot to update the other blog... nvm..i shant. emily's tired! hahaah..man.end of years are very very very very close! -shudders- bet everyone has exam-phobia too.im not the only one! =P im being lamme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did some supposedly psychic thingy..it isnt really psychic. just that our body gives away some electrons. so when we stare at something, you can sense it. try it like..urm placing your hand onto your friend's forehead or smth when he/she is closing her eye.she'll feel smth there..and the comp receives, and it's command is to show you that particular symbol you were supposedly staring at. nah..there's no really psychic ONLINE test or whatever. just some crap. all it requires is. computer skills. c'mon man. btw the explanation i gave just now was just like a very brief one..if you really want to know the more "cheeeem" one..ahha. look for me kay? =) ill gladly explain it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106242363640637640?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106242363640637640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106242363640637640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242363640637640' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106240033824611561</id><published>2003-09-01T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T15:12:18.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive finally realised what's making me so paranoid and sad these few days.bleagh!im not gonna get affected yea i wunt.let me say this to you though-Argh?pathetic and inarticulate.nice combination.you mother must be so proud,you loser.stop acting as little innconent and at the same time trying to shoot sarcastic remarks.youre failing real badly.faking everything.totally unprofessional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..back to the old emily!=)yayy.hahaa..today i appeared to be extremely hardworking and did work!yeah!i did work!lol.so &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt;..sigh.but i still have the stuppid littie project to do but i left my littie book and my littie file in my locker.muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoooopid.lol i wonder why but i dunt get tanned easily.i stand under the sun for one hour.others get baked while i dunt even get a tan line appearing.still the same.man..actually it's good in a way..haha..sheesh.gtg now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106240033824611561?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106240033824611561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106240033824611561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106240033824611561' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106232132756372466</id><published>2003-08-31T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T17:18:30.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahem.i know many ppl have the same template as me.dunt you need to remind me laa.but i cant gain access to the template and settings page-shrugs-so not my fault that im not revamping my blog till this day.and it was suddenly dawned on me that i am NOT a drug addict yea.im just hyper!you see laa..took the hyperness out of me and im dead.always whining and hating.man,my ripcurl three-quarts is really a tough nut to crack,it's really difficult to match!i finally settled on black.&lt;br /&gt;god-aunty's wedding dinner today,actually they were engaged like..2years ago?they went back to america-sf,budden apparently my god-grandparents[my god-aunty's mother,is that right?my god-grann?im not very good at this =P]still insisted on the dinner cos i guess it's just a cheena tradition,so yea..they're back to hold the wedding dinner..heh =) my god-aunty is an ex-rafflesian too!rgs and rjc.&lt;br /&gt;-long long break from typing here cause marmay and grann came home. and i thought my daddy was plummeting down the stairs and yell at me for blasting the music. Fortunately not, perhaps it was just some vibration that he has been walking arnd upstairs.muhahahaha.-&lt;br /&gt;-another longer pause! sorry la i went to play bounce-&lt;br /&gt;*grins sheepishly*todayy was an-extremely-fun-day-considering-the-rest day. lol. not really la..had tennis,then went to library to totally just STONE.i took off my shoes and tried to sit as many ways as i could on the sofa.i really wanted to lie down but rather not as it's after all a library dear.haha.i was there for like..2hrs?cos i dint wanna go home myself la..so waited.was wearing my ripcurl three-quarts [ I SPILT MILO ON IT JUST NOW! =( ] and this black espirit [ not very sure on how to spell it but who cares? ] tee. but still i was fr-e-e-z-i-ng cold there. tried to wrap myself round the jumper.-looked stupid-lol.mebbe i look stupid very second!so it's not much of a deal if i try to look even more stupid=P&lt;br /&gt;worry about my three-quarts!i dumped it into water..and changed into white shorts.but im still worried!=(i know im in an okay-nevermind-im-being-paranoid mood.haha..&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*im sorta tired of these songs in the playlist..it's all almost the same and doesnt even draw my attention or get me sad/happy.im not emotionless!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..it's 440pm now..gtg at 500pm.cos we're leaving at 6 for the dinner.bleaghhh..need to dress up.i dunt care im wearing a tee!no difference of style!!ive just&lt;br /&gt;any good songs to recommend me?&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/5668607-106232132756372466?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106232132756372466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106232132756372466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106232132756372466' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106221629707446448</id><published>2003-08-30T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T12:04:57.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i very fickle-minded?who knows.got pulled outta bed today.desperately did not want to get out.[smth like freaky friday]lol.sleep..is the fundamental of life.no one denies it.UGH.&lt;br /&gt;im still very sleepy,but ive alrdy put on my contacts.so even if i sleep,i wunt be able to sleep for long.im feeling lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mest-Mother's Prayer]&lt;br /&gt;[Album] Destination Unknown&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE:]&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you're alone up there&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone, I've been alone down here&lt;br /&gt;She told me that I would be OK&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't believe, what she had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;When she said don't worry, and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter, a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;As she sits back and finishes her wine&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE:]&lt;br /&gt;Now days have passed, and weeks have too&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is how I miss you&lt;br /&gt;She told me that I would be OK&lt;br /&gt;But I feel the same that I felt that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;When she said don't worry, and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter, a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;As she sits back and finishes her wine&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE:]&lt;br /&gt;He don't know what he has done&lt;br /&gt;Mother prays to the lord above&lt;br /&gt;Lord please save my sons&lt;br /&gt;He don't know what he has done&lt;br /&gt;(The damage has been done to them)&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord above&lt;br /&gt;Lord please save my sons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;She says don't worry, and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;She says don't worry, and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter, a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;As she sits back and finishes her wine&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;She prays to the lord I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;She says don't worry, and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;It's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;["Now,dont just walk away"-Michelle Branch,Are you happy now?]can we just dont walk away and face the music?can we just leave her in the lurch?i feel very bad about.very.are you sure that it's the right thing for all of us to do that?im wondering.really setting my mind to think about it-thoroughly.it really seems very mean of us to do so."Is there a choice?"i have no idea too.im alrdy very confused.are the all of us happy now?no idea..it seems like as though it was the best choice to leave though.guess so.i know nuts about this theory im trying to do.im just trying to ask aloud is this first-time-experienced-theory good?no one knows.so dunt question me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106221629707446448?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106221629707446448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106221629707446448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106221629707446448' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106216349866820525</id><published>2003-08-29T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T21:24:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. really im in no mood to type again. i have actually made two other entries for the day. well..well..FINe. i shall do it again. last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa...so i hadd some ACES workout thingy today. i personally think that it's pretty lame and .. it isnt that really working you out. just some simple exercise. nth much. bleagh. &lt;br /&gt;oh..and also.. today was teachers' day. as i said so in the other invisible-to-you blog entry.. the girls were like all packed togethere..waiting outside the staff room like some crazy fans and waiting quite impatiently for the teachers to come out  or so to say...appear. yahh.. i gave all the teachers chockie bars! heh! AHEm. they all like choc k...- temptation set by emily tan-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh.i dunt understand.what is blogging for? you pour out all the stuff you did or you think..and "resuffer" everything again. unless it's smth happy.doesnt everyone see?they are actually tormenting themselves by doing so!by blogging out every single unhappy stuff and perhaps..wallowing in their own sorrows. pitying for themselves after reading their own blogs. and think that everyone else might as well pity them too..that's the best.but.i thought that there were some stuff worth mentioning more than complains,sorrows..unhappy stuff.okay guess this is smth not nice too.but i still dunt geddit.i wunt geddit and neither will you.cause i guess this is what life's supposed to be.you live the life youre given.truthfully,no matter what you want your life to be,itll still be the same if you dunt even understand the concepts of it and just...try but in vain to barge through the doors of obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl snigger.some snicker.dunt they think that actually they themselves are too worth of being laughed at?perhaps they are just too busy looking down on others to actually stare at themselves in the mirror.and actually dare to see their own reflection.they wunt.they'll continue with their bad ways.badbadbad.this is the way life is set to be.go on.snigger.snicker.whatever.bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is that, after so much crapping of almost nothing but just driving this fact into your brain that im nuts is that..everything seems to be turning away..friends..why must there be such..sadness in one another?cant friends just be happy together? okay.forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i think im feeling tons better after listening to jimmy eat world- the middle. it's a superb song. i love it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jimmy eat world- The Middle]&lt;br /&gt;[Album] Bleed American&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't write yourself off yet&lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head&lt;br /&gt;You feel left out or&lt;br /&gt;Looked down on&lt;br /&gt;Just try your best&lt;br /&gt;Try everything you can&lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;What they tell themselves&lt;br /&gt;When you're away&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;Little girl you're in the middle&lt;br /&gt;It'll up the ride&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you know&lt;br /&gt;They're all the same&lt;br /&gt;You know you're doing&lt;br /&gt;Better on your own&lt;br /&gt;So don't buy in&lt;br /&gt;Live right now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just be yourself&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;If it's good enough&lt;br /&gt;For someone else&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't write yourself off yet&lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head&lt;br /&gt;You feel left out or&lt;br /&gt;Looked down on&lt;br /&gt;Just do your best&lt;br /&gt;Do everything you can&lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;What the bitter hearts&lt;br /&gt;Are gonna say&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106216349866820525?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106216349866820525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106216349866820525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216349866820525' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106207741087075641</id><published>2003-08-28T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T21:30:10.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm crazy, so what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106207741087075641?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106207741087075641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106207741087075641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106207741087075641' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106207737195657654</id><published>2003-08-28T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T21:29:31.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleagh..there must be smth wrong with something somewhere..ewww..i cant open up my template and settings thingy. that simply STINKS. sigh..yayy.. i like to play bejewelled! =) heh..lalalalala. sigh..yarr..in case i dint mention in this blog. YEA. ok. i got the wallet. oH! i dint mention anything about any wallet here and my bag!? mooohhahahha [ may...you see la... now i'm affected by the moo moo thingy..mooahhaahha lol =P ] heh..nvm. just smth to crap about here..whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106207737195657654?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106207737195657654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106207737195657654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106207737195657654' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106170517294918027</id><published>2003-08-24T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T14:06:13.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhmm..hmph! do you realise that i have not revamped my blog even though i was supposed to? well, it's because of BLOGGER. they dunt let me enter my template to change my html. so i cant do anything shrugs. according to celeste dear, she says that it's working now. shall go see..watch out for my blog! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106170517294918027?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106170517294918027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106170517294918027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106170517294918027' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106160651828780536</id><published>2003-08-23T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T10:43:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhmm..today's gonna be a hectic one..bringing may bel yinglin( and if leo can make it too) to play at club! yayy..seems as if they wanna tan themselves. hahaha. lalalla..maybe. hmmmm..i think may's a little cranky today. earlier on in the sms she said she wants to be fair. and now she says she wanns to be tanned. :S lol..may if youre reading this i think you are getting morbid!! uhoh! may's gonna come after me soon. hahaa.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106160651828780536?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106160651828780536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106160651828780536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106160651828780536' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106154979297760665</id><published>2003-08-22T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T18:56:32.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm good..the tag board thingy is moving. guess what? today's emily's birthday! yay. went to watch freaky friday today with leo.. nice show. i got my jumper yesterday too..at cine at the impact shop..yeaa. brb- dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106154979297760665?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106154979297760665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106154979297760665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154979297760665' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106145512912273802</id><published>2003-08-21T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T16:38:49.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps i shouldn't give ppl the impression that im a drug addict or smth..seems like my blog entries earlier on gives that impression. um..dint go for trng today cause just finished cheena test today so i decided to take a break..yeaa. now do i sound serious? yah too serious..hahaha. well i have been studying for chinese the whole day yesterday. yes you say im a mugger fine. so i dint do any other work yea so i have to do them today..including history.cheena.geog.math.and..smth else that i forgot. the tag board is forever down..sigh well too bad. hmph.laalal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106145512912273802?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106145512912273802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106145512912273802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106145512912273802' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106101509480390119</id><published>2003-08-16T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T14:24:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleaghbleaghbleagh..lalalalaal..how boring..sigh.im really sleepyyy!!ARGH.but i still need to go for trng later..had trng earlier on..and now yet another one..im falling asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106101509480390119?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106101509480390119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106101509480390119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106101509480390119' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106094819006333496</id><published>2003-08-15T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T11:44:52.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea i compiled the quizzes together..it IS neater isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/auto/"&gt;I am a Sports Car.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/auto/sport.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which type of Car are you? Take the &lt;b&gt;Auto Identity Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/sea/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/sea/dolphin.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/desert/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/desert/rabbit.gif" border="0" height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the Desert Creatures Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/takeko/quizzes/Which%20band%20instrument%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/takeko/1059831183_quiz_flute.JPG" border="0" alt="Flute"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which band instrument are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/mood/happy.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;What's your usual [mood]?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/angel/alex.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Charlie's Angels] characters are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/stress/notstress.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you easily stressed?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/element/gold.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [5 Elements] are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/rainbow/blue.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Rainbow Colours] are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/nemo/dory.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Finding Nemo] characters are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/dwarf/happy.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Seven Dwarfs] are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/bgr/no.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you need a boy/girl friend now?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/glass/full.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is the glass half full or half empty?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/smallville/lana.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Smallville] Characters are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106094819006333496?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106094819006333496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106094819006333496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106094819006333496' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106085974699882371</id><published>2003-08-14T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T19:20:23.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH ANOTHER POST DISAPPEARED AND MAYBE EVEN THIS WUNT BE POSTED TO REPLACE THAT ENTRY I TYPED BEFORE THIS.ARGHUGHBLEAGH.im always pissed off by this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106085974699882371?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106085974699882371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106085974699882371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106085974699882371' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106084265037347675</id><published>2003-08-14T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T14:35:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEL'S RIGHT BESIDE ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106084265037347675?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106084265037347675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106084265037347675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106084265037347675' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106084259000296392</id><published>2003-08-14T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T14:34:28.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLEAGH.another time..the thing just disappeared and nothing got SAVED.ARGH.irritating.EMILY'S PISSED OFF. is cherie jiejie fine now? =P hope soooo. Will this get posted? welll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106084259000296392?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106084259000296392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106084259000296392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106084259000296392' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106077528639743806</id><published>2003-08-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T16:46:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEE..at last the stupid thing has loaded..blogger sometimes is just hecked up.bleagh.but yay..it's working now. =D. lalalalalalaalalal..ploppploplpop.awww..cherie jiejie is sickkk.be well soon ok? =) get welll soon!lalalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayayayaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day! -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5668607-106077528639743806?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106077528639743806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106077528639743806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106077528639743806' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106077483549762477</id><published>2003-08-13T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T19:45:24.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mannn..today was the english oral for the first half of the ppl in my class. bleagh mine is on mondayy.ive been trying to tidy up my math file since i came back...but it's still a w-re-ak.hahahaa..lalalalla.NEVER mind.i dunt believe i cant do it..nike is the goddess of victory. =) wheeeeeeeeeee...let's see..today's wednesday i think tmr ill be missing some lessons. hmmmm..open house is on saturdaaay! yaaayyayayaya..? see what i am happy for?SURE YOU DINT.  =P lalalaalallaalalalaaa..plopploplpop.HECK.this stupid thing just cant be posted.damn thing problem always finds it way to emily.bleaggh.hate it hate it hate IT.HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.this is just some lame thing.im still so frustrated!this entry still cant get loaded..EMILY IS ANGRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106077483549762477?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106077483549762477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106077483549762477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106077483549762477' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106068062451309369</id><published>2003-08-12T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T17:41:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished talking on the phone with bel.. btw please ppl remind me of your blog addies! i have short term memory and my links are so pathetic..laughs at myself. haha.. and yay..my tag board is starting to fill up.. i spent one whole afternoon on this blog to tidy the mess up man. ahem and it isnt easy work.wheeeeeeee..at least now it's working though it's still very plain and simply..nth sophisticated.lalalallaalala..maybe a background will do..ive not done anything other than stuff on the comp since i came back...bleaghh..i dunt feel like doing anything..the comp is so boring now..lalalaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106068062451309369?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106068062451309369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106068062451309369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106068062451309369' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106067329500671974</id><published>2003-08-12T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T15:28:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks man.for all who helped me get this wreak moving =) lalalalaa..playing with paper clips.yay how fast!my birthday is coming soon!but that also means that end of years are so damn near..bleagh.it's so boring noww.during geog lesson i almost went to sleeep..no bball today.cant wait to get my clothes,bag and stuff! but ill have to wait till my exams are over at least..sigh &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106067329500671974?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106067329500671974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106067329500671974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106067329500671974' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668607.post-106067139763965878</id><published>2003-08-12T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T14:56:37.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalaa..seriously ive tried to start the blog last night but apparently it dint work! =( im eating sandwiches now for lunch..yummmy =P have an ulcer on my tongue. dint talk that much today.so no scoldings from teacha =) it's been the first time since many months did i reach home so earlyy. spageddies rawk. be it the restaurant or spaghettis i love both. i got my FBTs today from yl and bel..man they are so short!bleaaghhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5668607-106067139763965878?l=attitudal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106067139763965878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668607/posts/default/106067139763965878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudal.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106067139763965878' title=''/><author><name>emm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06937738784498717753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
