<?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-4790222463263961250</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:51:14.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the runaway child.♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6722786513490913901</id><published>2009-06-18T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:15:18.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha okay i totally forgot how to blog but aah whatever people keep bugging me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha okay i was pretty productive this holiday.haha i managed to finish watching all the movies (that arent NC16) except terminator cos i think its a pointless show haha.uh pretty much forgot what i did during the hols but had a bbq on tuesday:D haha wanted to go cycling but ting and i went waay too late so no time haha was really fun but was being really lazy..haha cos ting rach and i didnt do anything &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm everyone seems to be running during the holidays and so i think i should too!hahah:D okay im bored of typing already so bye im going to eat my chicken chop byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6722786513490913901?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6722786513490913901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6722786513490913901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6722786513490913901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6722786513490913901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-okay-i-totally-forgot-how-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7870475790024053135</id><published>2009-02-21T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:14:37.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahahah. last day of electric guitar classes and im not feeling nostalgic or anything! :D ah i barely learnt anything from there anyway since they teach so slowww. ive been playing my guitar more and more now and i like it! but i know its jsut an excuse to not do my work. ah which brings me to the part where everyone is so hardworking and already studying like crazy and im still... NOT doing it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus its so weird when everyone around you is close to cracking and everything just keeps getting so emotional. haha. makes me worried that i'll be next though i highly doubt it. but still its scary and awkward when people start crying. sec3 is kinda hard and some stuff seem to get less and less fun. sadly. strange enough im slowly starting to SLIGHTLY enjoy school a little. i guess its mainly friends and what nots cos im not enjoying lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ohyeah took one hour just to get from school to ps cos cheryl and i were stuck at the bus stop and it was raining so much rawr. haha jaslyn and sis had to wait 30min at fareast too :D then on the mrt i have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super awesome wonder senses&lt;/span&gt; cos i managed to wake up exactly at my stop(: i know lots of ppl can do that but its a big deal to me!! haha ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents got their new bed. its super comfy super bouncy super big. HAHA. but its kinda annoying cos i keep falling asleep either on their bed or the recliner and never get anything done. so i keep wasting time sleeping. and i dont know why! i constantly feel sleeping but i sleep a lot alreadyxD AHAH ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7870475790024053135?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7870475790024053135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7870475790024053135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7870475790024053135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7870475790024053135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3805436186287802677</id><published>2009-02-18T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:03:11.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;studygroup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied at starbucks for 4+ hours till about 8+. sat near this sleeping guy, this annoying lovey dovey couple and a totally stressed out sarah. haha. then we went to bk and ate before going home. i still think im totally unprepared but nvm i'll pray about it:D math sucks or at least i suck at it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah so much i wanna yell out but lets just say STRONG KID((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3805436186287802677?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3805436186287802677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3805436186287802677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3805436186287802677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3805436186287802677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/studygroup.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-8362551042172581513</id><published>2009-02-15T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:27:50.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay so today huimin came to church this morning. then she went off and my parents, bro and i went to eat. my parents were so disappointed they didnt get to chat with her &gt;&lt; haha swapped my spoilt earpiece for one that worked. haha(: rushed to guitar, teacher FINALLY found out we were quitting and seemed so sad even though many other ppl leaving too. haha not like we were very good or something. we were always sms-ing and drinking soft drinks in the 'studio" ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nick, kelvin, yx and kh outside cinema but the show was too long so i bought ernest's present and we went to starbucks to wait for rain but the starbucks closed. haha. so we talked and made a lot of noise before the 30+ min late rain showed up and we went to my house. "watched" ipman cd (while playing itouch, doing weights and talking and laughing). haha had an awesome foursome with rain, kh and nick. cos we were squished on the bed. then ernest and sarah showed up and we played truth or dare and would you rather while waiting for the controllers to charge cos i TOTALLY forgot. then we realized taht after waiting for 2h, nick switched off the power so it wasnt even charging. on the power, charged while we ate then played gh. rain and yx started doing math hw, kh studied and sarah was on the phone for like 4h?! haha. then we slowly went home. but it was fun. anyhow kelvin and ernest promised to tutor me on wednesdays next time cos well they're smarter than me? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got cute slippers, a globe, a HUGE heavy cookie tins without cookies inside and im sorry i cant remember cos well i have bad memory. yeah. i think i went through like 2 packets of soft drinks &gt;&lt; lots of sugar rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bothered zhiwen with reading my sms-es and helping me sms cos im a bothersome person. haha. and shes helping me charge! yay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got guitar and om tmr morning so i will rush and try to make it for both:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing left to post so... thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-8362551042172581513?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8362551042172581513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=8362551042172581513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8362551042172581513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8362551042172581513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/lots-of-sugar-rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6766792864227323457</id><published>2009-02-12T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:52:31.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha lets see om meeting on wednesday haha was so stupid. i cut this hole through this cardboard and daphne was like: jump through jump through so i did! then she raised it and i did again! haha but i could have sworn i got bruises cos the floor was too hard to really roll on so i kinda crashed into it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;passed assessment. not with flying colours or anything but passed enough:D struggling with sciences cos i dont get how to explain anything. my fail is barely passing and my gonghan stinks. arghhh all tested soon so i better improve or fail &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i keep feeling so sleepy even though i dont really sleep that late yet. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was so sure i had somethig to type just now but i just totally forgot. ah nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6766792864227323457?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6766792864227323457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6766792864227323457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6766792864227323457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6766792864227323457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha-lets-see-om-meeting-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-2669561757670760242</id><published>2009-02-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:41:51.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY ipod nano 8gb for my birthday! hahaha. woohoo finally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ate at some jap place today. bought ipman cos my brother absolutely loves it. dad bought a new camera. and ohman i was going to say more but i forgot and im running out of time. OHYEAH new glasses but i honestly dont really know what they look like cos i let my mum and bro pick it. hahaha. oh lots of headaches and i dont know why. waiting for my drum set to come back cos my brother's friend chipped off some bit when she smacked it too hard. yeah thats it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-2669561757670760242?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2669561757670760242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=2669561757670760242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2669561757670760242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2669561757670760242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-ipod-nano-8gb-for-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-8454559484185833753</id><published>2009-02-07T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:13:13.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAHA i love grapes. i like them purple but i dont mind green. they must be seedless. haha. heres why i like them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. they're tiny and cute&lt;br /&gt;2. they're sweet.&lt;br /&gt;3. i dont have to peel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly you can tell im nuts &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-8454559484185833753?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8454559484185833753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=8454559484185833753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8454559484185833753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8454559484185833753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1023101429807750121</id><published>2009-02-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:15:28.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i dont exactly WANT to take back what i said but it was impulse. ah nevermind shes not important, i'll forget her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm today oh my mum and i had this clothes fight (pillowfight using clothes) just for fun. eh my dad annoyed my mum and i so we got out of the car and walked home. HAHAH. but he didnt ahve the key to the house so he had to wait outside anyway. my nails LOOK filthy but its just paint and i coudltn remove it. haha. i cant stand physics. i like my math grouping. i owe stef the notebook and im surprised she hasnt killed me yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah im not in the mood to blog today. just like every other day. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1023101429807750121?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1023101429807750121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1023101429807750121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1023101429807750121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1023101429807750121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-i-dont-exactly-want-to-take-back.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1185589891403507074</id><published>2009-01-20T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:37:24.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally updating cos people keep complaining that i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so basically joanne is an awesome tablemate and yingx is an awesome row mate? haha. we were totally falling asleep during math lesson so yingx and i tickled joanne which caused her to make a sound similar to that of a rooster being strangled. ask her to demo! haha then joanne was stretching and yingx turned her head into joanne's fist and in a way "punched herself" hahaha. so cool :D mainly cos i wasnt involved in it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwen brought awesomeee new year snacks haha. so we got to eat them during recess. YEAH. they were niceee:D haha i swear today's lessons seemed to pass so slowly. hahaha. just when you think school's going to end, its only the first block. HAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph lost her voice today and boy it was different. so weird when you dont hear steph talking or acting stupid (: hahaa. she stinks at charades! hahaha. cannot understand what shes trying to act out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1185589891403507074?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1185589891403507074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1185589891403507074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1185589891403507074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1185589891403507074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-updating-cos-people-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3397276656191244734</id><published>2009-01-11T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:45:52.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;life sucks. im wasnt well this morning so i couldnt go obs. yes, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3397276656191244734?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3397276656191244734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3397276656191244734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3397276656191244734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3397276656191244734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1966296460790792122</id><published>2008-12-31T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:51:30.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rawr i'm slow to post arent i? i've been telling myself to post since last week but i just kinda got too lazy :D anyway boring post ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;last week was our sleepover at ernest's house :P and it was totally FUNN! haha yx and i had to go late cos i had CCA and she had PB cleanup or at least i THOUGHT i was late(:  we rushed to reach his house only to find out that ting and sarah still werent there!! haha. so we waited for them as we watched rain attempt (note: attempt) to play prince of persia well. :DD she'll deny that but trust me.. i was watching it! then once they reached we exchanged gifts where i got this INSANELY cool enormous sock. and instead there was stuff too:D thanks rain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we went back into the "game room" and played cards while the others continued playing pop. then we bbq-ed where i was too chicken to help cos im kinda scared of stuff that are hot. :D like fire, ovens, boiling water, etc.. nadia would know:D then to help them, i started eating the food so they had space to put more food! haha. then we ate, sat around and talked and ate bbq-ed marshmellows. then after repeating for like five times, ting manged to convince everyone to go inside! haha. so we went in and watched tv, played cards and played nick's iphone while taking turns to bathe. rain and i crushed nick and ernest at spot the difference cos we're pros:D then i wanted to play with ernest but the iphone sorta ran out of batt. after ting,sarah, yx's ice princess show, we went to this HUGE room that had three mattresses, a bathroom and empty space. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sarah and i jumped and jumped all over cos we were feeling weird. haha, then we played poker by betting chewing gum and stones. where ernest and i won cos everyone else kept going "all in" and losing everything. HAHA. we played that for about half hour maybe even more? only to realize that ting was in the bathroom the WHOLE time.. then we talked. and talkd. and talked even more till really late. till about 5am? then we stoned around till 6am trying to think of something to do before we all decieded SLEEP. woke at 7 (nick's shuffling) and i took yx's spot to sleep once she left too. then at 8/9 and eventually 10! :D cos everyone esle was waiting for us for breakfast. ate awesome breakfast, played in game room till we all had to leave. yeah was fun:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;im bored now :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1966296460790792122?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-5990568705925986821</id><published>2008-12-11T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:40:06.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;told my mum to wake me before she left today cos i was scared i won't be able to wake up early enough to leave the house on time. i need to leave at one but there would be a 70% chance i oversleep... ohmycrap i am so sleepyy. dont know why i could barely sleep all night. i woke up almost EVERY SINGLE FREAKING HOUR. and now im cranky-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1am: i went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2am: woke up when the aircon switched off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3am: woke up cos it was too hot and i on the aircon again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4am: woke up when the aircon switched off again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5am: woke up when my mum started turning a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6am: woke up when my mum woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7am: drifted in and out of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yay its 7.35, i'm exhausted and i have fiveandahalf hours left of thinking how badly i want to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-5990568705925986821?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5990568705925986821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=5990568705925986821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5990568705925986821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5990568705925986821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/told-my-mum-to-wake-me-before-she-left.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-98943898949361005</id><published>2008-11-22T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T05:53:12.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back from hk! i'll like to say YAY but honsetly i'll rather still be on vacation. i mean wont you? haha. anyway gonna be a boring post! my 8-day 7-night recount of my holidayyy. haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1stday&lt;/span&gt; first thing we did was to eat lunch. then we went to xuliushan cos everyone was telling   us we had to go. the mango stuff were not bad but everything else kinda...blew. yeah. then we went to walk the road of stars crap. and boy ppl can go crazy over a few handprints and statues. i kinda was more WOW-ed into the starbucks right beside.. haha. i lie. its just handprints dont excite me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2ndday&lt;/span&gt; met my parents' friends to eat nicenice dimsum(: then while the adults started talking and half speaking cantonese which i frankly st!nk at, my bro and i were entertaining ourselves by watching this youth band and dance marathon they were having downstairs. haha. then we took the ferry trying to head to stanley street or something. some shopping area or something then my mum was so proud of herself when she got off the ferry, she was like"HA! i didnt puke! why is the floor still shaking?" and we were on concrete ground. haha. saw the worlds longest escalator and ate at some honeymoon dessert thing which i think is WAAAAY better than xuliushan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;3rdday&lt;/span&gt; went to ocean park which rain and huimin told me was a MUST GO! but then it wasnt all that funnn. i guess once you've been to australia theme parks, it kinda makes everything seem weak. haha. had this HUGE HUGE length of my two hands put together sausage bread (yes my hands are small but it was still kinda biggg) THEN THE HIGH POINT OF THAT DAY! we played this carni-ish game where you had to HIT this rubber part where the lever will BOING this frog up and supposed to land in the lillypad. 4 tries my bro and i took 2 each. i got BOTH in and he got none. won myself this softtoy train called THOMAS CHOOCHOO. bro bought a panda he named kapookie. went to the peak on tram. this boy wanted thomas choochoo, i kinda got scared he wont return so i didnt lend him. he nearly cried, i felt bad but TOO BAD. then went mongkok to scout around for potential stuff we may want. efficient huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;4thday&lt;/span&gt; my parents' friend brought us over to shenzhen cos she said stuff there are cheaper. waaay cheaper. but knowing me, i went there and didnt buy a thing. my bro on the other hand bought like 10 pairs of socks. hahahhaa. then we went back to her house and while the three adults went to eat, my bro ryan and i stayed home to chill. they played halo and i listened to my bro's ipod for about 1-2hours? then we ate yoshi food. then went home:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;5thday&lt;/span&gt; we took a ferry to macau. i felt so bad for my mum cos she gets seasick insanely easily. so the first time was pretty rough for her... then we went to these places to buy food stuff and see landmark stuffs. there was this area where we had to climb a lot of steps. then halfway through my mum was laughing at my bro for low stamina, she said "ha i can see you panting! ohwait, thats just me." hahaha and it was trueee. then we saw the grandgrandgrand casinos then we went back. the water was SO choppy, i could feel my heart JUMP everytime it rocked. i loved it but my mum was all sick-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;6thday&lt;/span&gt; disneyland day! :D everyone said it wasnt worth it but i liked it! hahaha. i went on ALL the boring lil' cutecute rides. space mountain wasnt scary at all.. stitch was acting silly, the carousel was cute. everything was so insanely cute. then the ONLY sounvenir for that day was some metal coin thing. haha it was cool! still is. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;7thday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it was my family's self-proclaimed shopping day which i swear KILLED me. we shopped  at mongkok for practically 8hours. at first it was okay-ish then my legs started getting sore and i felt like just crawling around. i wanted to crash sleep that night but nooooo my brother decided he wanted to wrestle so after which i couldnt sleep. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;8thday&lt;/span&gt; we woke up early to eat the long awaited dimsum at this stall that we long awaited. haha. i thought the food was NOT worth the wait. rawr. then we went to the airport, ate food at the awesome awesome lounge (which was not HALF as awesome as the lounge in s'pore) then got up the plane and homesweethome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that the kowloon hotel has awesome tv channels?! haha. actually my bro and i kinda rotated between AXN and star world. this holiday was totally different because they couldnt provide us with connecting rooms so my bro and i got a room ALL to ourselves. haha. which kinda meant we stayed up late watching shows and it felt really freedom-ish. but i didnt dare say cos my mum was really sad our rooms werent connected. haha. oh did i mention that we ate at the same few restaurants REALLY frequently. i bet the ppl there recognize us(: yeah thats about it, my fingers are tired from typing and my mind is tired from thinking. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-98943898949361005?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/98943898949361005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=98943898949361005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/98943898949361005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/98943898949361005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-from-hk-ill-like-to-say-yay-but.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-312022188285258925</id><published>2008-11-11T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:26:02.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yo. yesterday was our first om meeting. hmm first i agreed to meet jaslyn outside ps. apparently, she walked around the mall for 2hours!!!! haha. then we after meeting everyone else, we just ended up walking even more cos no one could decide where to go. then we went to the food court, anni and daphne came, we ate, then we decided to find some proper place to sit down. so we walked around and COULDNT find a place we wanted to sit somewhere on the floor but we didnt. then we sat in the starhub repair place but we ended up with our backs twisted and stuff so that didnt work. so we went into yoshi and bought one drink and one small plate of fries and stayed there for SUPER long. till the people shooed us away and practically ESCORTED us out of the place:D  then we walked around more and sat at burgerking without buying anything but the people were too busy to bother us. hahaha. played some noun game where you're not supposed to laugh. lets just say jody and jaslyn are FAILURES at that game! hahaha they cant get pass 3peopleee. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then i realized that im not as free as i always think i am! its just that i get really bored really fast. hahaha(: but everyone else is so much busier than me so no one is EVER free to go out and do anything): nevermind. i will go and bug people until they find some day they're free. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OHOH. then thursday had a prisch sleepover. haha. we hung around doing stupid stuff, playing cards and everything till about 11-ish? then we started watching 1408 which is NOT SCARY! we wanted a scary show cos it was supposed to be a post-halloween party (even though certain people were so against the wear a costume thing:DD). sarah and kelvin were busy watching cinderella story and painting their nails. haha. so we realized we werent scared then we watched big mama's house or something. that one was pretty funny but ting and i were insanely tired. and we were sprawled on the mattress with our heads on the beanbag. and i dont know about her but i nearly fell asleep. but everytime i nearly did, someone will YELL or SHOUT or LAUGH haha. then i'll wake! then at 4+AM! we went to the playground and got so tiredd. and surprisingly the most unexpected person was all hyper while everyone was dying. SARAHHH. she just pranced and jumped around while everyone was jsut mumbling. slept at 5+ woke at 8-9+ slacked around, playing cards and ps2 till really late. haha. i slept for 13h that night. and i dreamt of rain telling me her silly 2K not-a-joke joke. rawr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and we played pass the message. WE STINK AT THAT GAME. here are some examples;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;start: nicholas is an auto-slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;end: nicholas thinks we all suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;start: kayhian got kingdom queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in-between: kitaca kataca caffeine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;end: kentucky &lt;insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i would list more.. but then the rest were all alliterations and they're really hard to remember! haha thanks to sarah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay im bored of posting and typing. maybe next time:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-312022188285258925?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/312022188285258925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=312022188285258925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/312022188285258925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/312022188285258925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-701847730470293613</id><published>2008-11-05T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:18:13.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;YO! dedicated to 213((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey my crazy emo prawn friend! thanks for being so supportive and fun and giving and sharing(: you're an awesome-fun friend with weird logic and random thinking! haha. always remember LIFE ROCKS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey awesome loyal long-time friend! thanks for being the most awesome term1 tablemate! im sorry i was a bad influence but i know you were an awesome influence on me i think :P you owe me an ice cream and thanks for your faith in me yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey scandalous sexy magician assistant friend. thanks for the multiple scans, helping me bring stuff, being fun and stupid and EVERYTHING. hahah. youre awesome awesome i love you so :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;heyhey! thanks for being so nice and stuff. and being one of the few that laugh at my lame jokes despite the rolling eyes and the "maria thats so lame" after. but HEY! laughed anyhow! and you're so super nice! hahah. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! thanks for being my serious-no-nonsense friend that i know DEEP DEEP DEEEEEEP down actually really loves me. (YOU BETTER! :P) you were a good good goood lab partner that forced me to face my fear of bunsen burners(: thanks. plus youre cuteeee. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU THE MOST! HAHHA  :P :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charisse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! thanks for being nice, sweet and responsible. you're really really artistic! hahaha. and you're SERIOUSLY responsible. haha(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;YO! thanks for being so awesomeawesomeawesome. despite all the headlocks and murderous glares, i know (hope) deep down you loved me :P you are one cool cookie and i want to be in your class next year! thanks for being awesome to go home with, forgiving me a lot of times cos i did a lot of stupid stuff, letting me crash your house a few times, being funny and insanely insanely nice nice nice and PROVING THAT SOMEONE IS LAMER THAN ME. hahahah you're seriously awesome though chill more and overwork yourself less:DD thanks much for an awesome year NACHEAH :P can i ask you a question? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoon jung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! thanks for being responsible and awesome. haha. i did live up to my promise to talk crap to you huh! ((: cheer up more and worry less about academics maan! chill and just relaxxxx. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;heyheyheyhey! thanks for being a goodgoodgoodgoodgoodgood friend! haha. i had an awesome year with you! out of the five years of knowing each other, i've got to say this was the most meaningful and awesome year of ALLL! haha. maan im bummed next year you'll probably not be in my class and ohman i'll miss youu :DD thanks for being so cute (especially when you space out), being really supportive, listening to me crap, for talking to me on the phone for long times even though i bet your ears hurt, being so awesome and praying with me/for me so much! hahaha. love you lots and lots and wont ever stop :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deepa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;yo wassup dj deeps. out of all the people i know, you're the one with the most nicknames i think. haha. you're funny and queer (good way) and realyl on-task. i especially had a great time during the music module. HAHA. was a greatt yearrr(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sindhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;heyhey! you're so quiettt.(: louden up! LOUDEN yeah. (i made it up! so what?) haha. you're really really nice and you smile really sweet. haha. it was awesome to have you in my group (term1)! awesome year -2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey my crazy punny funny insane dramaqueen queer strange odd yet totally awesomely cool friend. i never expected anyone to ask me: can i practise breaking up with you? until i met YOU! hahaha. you're OUT OF THIS WORLD in a cool cool world. and cheer up now cos you did really awesome! and im not just saying this to cheer you up but im telling the truth! go check the encyclopedia(: stay awesome, love you loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey you quiet deep insightful lil' girl. you're real serious and intellectual yo. i think you're insanely smart, maybe even a genius! you're the most attentive person i know in the world cos you talk notes on everything! (in a good way!) and i think its awesome that you love rabbits so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiwye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey SUSPICIOUS! glad you finally finally trust me. (i hope right!) haha. you're really funny and happy and awesome! thanks for not slapping me when i purposely "annoy' you when you take attendance. hahaha. you're the healthiest person i know too. lettuce and tomatoes for recess?! haha. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;YOWASSUP. my cool deep mysterious pretty sexy friend. hahahah. you're an awesome listener and thanks for the faith in me(: haha. thanks for listening to my rants and stuff and you give excellent advice. i loved the poem you gave me last time hope you liked mine though it wasnt deep and stuff. i like your story so far, promise i'll finish reading and give you proper comments(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! the awesomest chair ever! you're responsible and sporty and all! hahaha. thanks for playing ball with me in class! it was funnn though it was short. haha. thanks for like org-ing the class almost all the time. and dont always take things so seriously and be so hard on yourself. you're insanely responsible so lighten up and CHILL YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! you're the best at chinese person i know i think! hahahah. i think you're really smart and hardworking and i wish i was like that. cos im easily distracted and i am the queen of slacking. hahaha. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;KING OF SLACKING. your majesty, thanks for being sporting and fun and cool and awesome. ahha you were the best magician i know! making shiren disappear! you're so insane and fun and you know so many card tricks. haha. you're tons of fun and you're LOUD. ahahha. love you so much! thanks for switching on the aircons for us everyday and i know its hard so thankkkkks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luxna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;heyy. you're the funniest person i know. seriously. HAHAH. you make a boring text funny and its impossible to get through a day without laughing at something you do. hahah. real sad you left but hope you'll come back soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey my cute funny friend. oompa loompa((((: thanks for being so cute and sporting and funny! i loved our term2 group! and thanks for all the food you gave me through the year to keep me alive during class. HAHA you're my lets-sneak-food-in-class-even-though-etinne-disapproves BUDDY. hahahah. awesome awesome. wont ever forget youu. haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;HEY! thanks for being so awesome, two years in a row. you're one of the best "comforters" i know. you seem to know when to say what and what you say is always so perfect. haha. You are so encouraging and awesome and fun and EVERYTHING! ohman i'll seriously miss you so much man.. i love your house and i remember the awesome times we had in 109. and now in 213 its even awesomer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! you're really cute when you're blur! hahaha. you're really nice and funny :D (ive seen your crazy pieces of paper with random links of weird words! :P) haha stay blur and cool and all. YEAH. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etinne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;YO! my awesome friend. you're soooo cute so cute so cute so cute! and super nice and super super nice and super awesome. hahaha. you're the awesomest 3terms straight tablemate. haha i'm sorry if i was a horrible influence on you but you were a super good influence on me. you were talkative, silly, lame, funny and cute and at the same time, serious, attentive and hardworking. i kinda owe my improvement to YOU! you give the BEST advice and i had awesome fun with you during acp preperations. WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND AND ROUND. and at mirror, dance and singing classes. AHHAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! hahaha. you're really nice and funnyyyy. i was never in any of your groups or anything but you were funn! hahhaa. it was awesome having you in class and all. haha. lighten up yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! i hope you loved my gift! hahaha. you're really really awesome to talk to and despite your constantly rolling eyes i know you love me. THAT I KNOWW. you're really funny especially since you and shiren always seem like a bickering couple. hahaha. stay awesome :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinghui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey jinghui! you are really awesome. CONTROL YOUR TEMPER! hahahahhahaha. thanks for not lashing out and strangling me when i get really sacarstic or when i tease you! though you should know i didnt mean them! hahaha. you were really fun and in some strange way (perhaps due to ting's influence) slightly cute! hahahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;heyhey! thanks for playing stupid games with me! haha you're really awesome man! and thanks for being, getting all stupid in class with me, jumping around and all! hahahha. you're really fun and cuteeeeee. and i will never forget the famous linnette dance. put your right hand in, put your left hand in, and shake it all about! :P haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessatey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! you're really nice and quiet! hahhaa. i may not be close to you and all but you're always really nice to me! :D thanks! haha and you're really really responsible! jiayou! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! you're really good at chinese and thanks for being an awesomely responsible chi rep. and even though i usually dont hand in my work on time, thanks for not killing me or yelling at me. hahahha. you're really niceeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingyue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hey! thanks for being so cool and nice. HAHA. i am so sorry i hurt you during basketball last time! accident, i swear! haha. you're really really nice and funny! hope you had an awesome time in Canada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. finally done. maan that took me 3hours.... HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-701847730470293613?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/701847730470293613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=701847730470293613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/701847730470293613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/701847730470293613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-dedicated-to-213-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3799428852577256715</id><published>2008-11-01T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:59:51.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;koped from a lot of people(:&lt;br /&gt;too many to list :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark your confessions:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of silence.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (everyone knows that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(only at night! cos everyone has                       aircon so if im the only one with an open door, its creepy :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am afraid of gay or lesbian people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in true love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to political music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I shut others out when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not by choice!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney movies. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(doesnt everyone? :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont kill bugs &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i do!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I curse. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not the really bad ones, just the milder ones.. heh :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an "x" in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped and fell in public. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(embarrassing moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more embarrassing moment.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam.... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(meat or mail?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have worn pajamas to class. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(does IN class count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have owned something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want a better job&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(secretly! i almost died in the morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like multiple people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(it took waaay to long to type and read. couldnt figure      it out :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hard to believe but isnt everyone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HAHA. answer that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I'm not sick. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(its not my fault theyre so tastyy :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i used to be scared. NO MORE!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of scars. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(try having a bro to fight with + being accident prone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i cant live without it! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(used to when i was 4 but now i think its grossss :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play computer games when I'm bored. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(played till 1+am with linn yesterday! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten lost in the city.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thought of suicide before &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(why would anyone! thats scary!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a menage a trois.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone out in public in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have kissed someone really strange&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of a diff. sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(we got bored.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swore at Liberace.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my bro was holding me in a headlock! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten stitches. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(laughed too much.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(minor one thanks to my bro and dad &gt;:@)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(clearly dont know my teachers!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Europe. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dude im BORN in the netherlands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to New York&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw someone/something dying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a list of people you want to kill. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah and its completely empty :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Driven over 400 miles in one day. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(slept through.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a Plane.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(just today!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] taken a picture just for the sole purpose of putting it on myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been ice skating&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been at a party and instead of giving out your phone number you give them your myspace name and say look me up &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(course not! at a party, you just say "call me" :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of someone a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Love someone who doesnt realize it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have your cell phone permanently attached to your hand/hip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3799428852577256715?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3799428852577256715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3799428852577256715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3799428852577256715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3799428852577256715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/koped-from-lot-of-people-too-many-to.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6341378192860715058</id><published>2008-10-24T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:27:04.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ouch.ouch.ouch. and you'll say the same if you had a HUGE bruise on your left knee that looks either like "W" "M" or "a claw". haha. but at least mine isnt as bad as jaslyn's. so sweet to sacrifice her knees for her class(: yeah but i bet she didnt have people, elbowing it three times in a row *ahemnadiaahem* and sam pushing it to test if it really hurt. and rachel pushing it with different amounts of strengths to test how mcuh she can press before it hurts. HAHA. but nevermind, no big deal. then after my bro exercised, then he came down to make me do some stuff. im weak i tell you, weak! then we compared bruises. my mega bruise won by a landslide:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so today was an okayy day. shark talk that made me feel like not eating sharksfinsoup anymore. then dramanight talk, before RECESSS. then mov screening and THE TALK. mov screening was interesting. nadia and i were just trying to find comfortable ways to fall asleep. haha. from stef's shoulder, to nadia's shoulder, to tipping my head back and tipping my head forward. i only could sleep for like a few seconds then i'll wake. rawr. but i dreamt that i fell off a chair and kept falling, i woke up breathing hard. HAHA &gt;&lt; then finally i managed to catch a few minutes and i think stef and nadia did too. during the court scene that is. before the teacher switched on the lights and i woke. AGAIN. then THE TALK was PURE PURE PURE agony and torture. i would rather be grated then sit through it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, ate lunch and hung around for a while before 2pm. fun. haha i made hansel a star! until janne wanted to marry him, which kinda freaked me out a little :P then stef had to go and i hung around with shaowei and janne for a while. someone cant finish a small small bit of ice cream. AHEM. they're funny though and pretty entertaining. then they left and i stayed with nat cos i was feeling nice. so after wasting only 30min, i went up to the foyer. got bored within 3secs and walked to the stairs, walked with ruth to the foyer, back to 211, talked, followed selene and stephanie to foyer, stayed there. manda accompanied me a while, then she RAN OFF for ice cream. haha. bored, bored. read rach's national geographic. finished. bored bored. talked to claw, talked to stef, talked to manda. finally finished, waited really long. YAY went out.  ben&amp;amp;jerrys for ice cream which was waaaay over-priced like crap. talked and laugh till my stomach actually hurt real bad. HAHA. nadia and i went slightly high and stupid and were laughing at the stupidest things and i jsut brought random stuff up. like my kitkat story. hmm. then went home, quiet and squished ride home. waited really long for mum, reached home. YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah crap. i forgot all those synonyms and crap. ohwell. next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ladies and gentlemen, my long story of the day. awesome((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6341378192860715058?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6341378192860715058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6341378192860715058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6341378192860715058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6341378192860715058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/then-finally-i-managed-to-catch-few.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3101882963186601872</id><published>2008-10-17T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:52:01.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay okay i decided to update. cos certain people kept complaining my blog is dead and its not. its just sometimes im lazy to do so... rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically eya results were insanely disappointing (dont even ask), dweeb is annoying and ive been feeling insanely bored at home. i mean ive watched almost everything worth watching and i just lost all interest in playing computer games cos its dumb and pretty pointless. but nevermind ive been chatting more, sleeping more and my almost non-existent stress level has gone down! haha. ive been eating more but i want to cut down rawr. too much junk food. i dont plan to die together with shanxi when i go obese and she gets diabetes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i kinda hurt my thumbb. haha. okay not so recently... about a week till a few days ago. i started playing guitar more cos i get bored and ive nothing to do. HAHA:D then i had a blister on my thumb. unknown to me, when i went to eat dinner at tm, some idiot spiked my wooden chopstick with a stupid splinter which POKED the blister. OOWWW. those lousy cheapskate chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then we went out to eat yesterday before my OBS health checkup, which btw shows im healthy: shanxi, dawn, ting, amanda, stef and me. we went to carls jr. cos even number ppl means we can share. so i shared with shanxi, dawn shared with ting and amanda shared with stef. so as usual shanxi and i didnt foresee till it was too late, that both of us dont like choosing food! so we just copied whatever stefandmanda bought. which was coincidentally or not so coincidentally what tinganddawn bought. then i overfilled the cup cos i had too much confidence in shanxi's cup carrying skills. i made her spill. then we started eating only to realize that both of us dont really like fries! we both liked onion rings more but thought the other wanted fries so we didnt say a word. and we refused to eat but those are 4 monkeys made us. so we started fry fencing (FRY WARS) and the loser had to eat both the own and the opponents sword. it went on for a long time and shanxi totally cheated! she knocked my fry out everytime i turned away... hahaha. so i just reached over and broke hers. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today we celebrated nadia's birthday so it would be a surprise. and i thought it was so hard to stall nadia upstairs, only to figure it was 100times harder getting her down... so the candles went out and rachdawnshanxiting were desperately trying to light it again. everyone burned their fingers and stuff. OUCH. cake was nice, too creamy rawr. finished, surprised. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class, bored. netcarn, acp whoo, bored. going to practise on monday so must bring my pe stuff. mhm. drama night. cant wait. so fun. hahahahahhaah. except mov is so insanely boring. haha. im good at card tricks (despite what others may tell you). but andy and etinne are better though they cheat cos they read the magic book. HAHAHA. and etinne's very cute when she tries to cheat in shuffling. haha :P tingnadiamanda slept. ting woke with a PAINFUL neck. nadiamanda slept on two joined tables each. then they (nadia) made me pop them to sleep. my arm got really tired. then she even KICKED ME haha when i was trying to help her rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly in the gym, insanely fun. talk talk sing sing play play luckily didnt get caught. only one teacher and stuff. haha. we werent listening but i can swear they will never allow us to have it in the gym again. HAHA. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all. now go away. haha. im going out to eat later. mussles apparently. PLEASE TASTE REALLY NICE AND GOOD(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3101882963186601872?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3101882963186601872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3101882963186601872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3101882963186601872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3101882963186601872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-okay-i-decided-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1990556367623769330</id><published>2008-09-27T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:41:31.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chael and i had an animal competition. she will tell you that she won but NOOO its not true! haha. she cheated more than me with her DRAWN mouse (that i didnt post cos the image wont work) I kinda cut out half the convo cos if not it'll be too long. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;          ^       ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;( O  o  O )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet my cat meowy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\/(^(OO)^)\/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MEET MY PIG OINKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha! mines cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ()     ()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(  ^     ^   )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet bunny mcfluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet my ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;_____ meet my worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;           ^           ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;( ) (o ( O ) o ) ( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MEET MY RACCOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(\__/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(='.'=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet my rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(   "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chicken! chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;w(^&lt;&gt;^)w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o(^^)o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kirby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;{; )_{; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(.…..O) ~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FROG WITH A STICKING OUT TONGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;     (   ..   )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;      w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bird eating worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;       &lt;  '   ) _ , /       &lt;br /&gt;      (  _== /&lt;br /&gt;        = ' -- &lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                ,                              &lt;br /&gt;                       __  )      \ _                     &lt;br /&gt;   (   \   _   .     -  '                                              a     '     -     .&lt;br /&gt;                                    (   /   ~  ~    '        '      '      '      (      / ~^^' &lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;dolphin&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;       \/    &lt;br /&gt; }[]{&lt;br /&gt;rachael says: HAHA butterfly&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says&lt;br /&gt;            (_) /        \       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;'_, ____)~~~~~~~             &lt;br /&gt;     ^^   ^^&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says: &lt;br /&gt;cheatedmouse&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;(O.O)&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;shocked!&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;(X.X)&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:    &lt;br /&gt;   (\  /) &lt;br /&gt; [ @.@]&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;dizzy cute furry creature&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;NOT cheated&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;\m/(^o^)\m/&lt;br /&gt; rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE COOL HANDSIGN&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;not a handsign!&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt; \m/&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;SAME LA.&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;\m/(^o^)\m/&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;        ( )m( )  &lt;br /&gt;C                           | &lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT A DILBERT LOOKALIKE&lt;br /&gt;maria.                                screw studies(: says:&lt;br /&gt;No thats your hand!&lt;br /&gt;rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;oh. LOOKS LIKE DILBERT LA&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the bignose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1990556367623769330?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1990556367623769330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1990556367623769330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1990556367623769330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1990556367623769330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/maria.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6097948700107560984</id><published>2008-09-18T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T04:33:50.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay lets see. today was a thursday.. hmm. and the last time i posted was how long ago? okay nvm. once again i'll sum it up: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;someone's obssession with papayas and soya bean, must plan sec4farewell, painting and drawing, pe twice, OH AND MARIA HAS RESOLVED TO TURN GUAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know that the last point is hard to believe but whatever its really true! after seeing my im-really-not-lying-its-low marks for geog. ive been working hard hard harddd and its not easyy. its not my fault i get restless within like 5min of sitting down. haha. strange as it seems, im ALREADY looking forward to after eoys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so today. dearest ting needed to go to the d&amp;amp;t and she forgot how to use like almost everything! so alisa, sarah and i had to pei2 ta1. sarah helped her find acrylic scraps, alisa helped her cut the acrylic and i helped her drill the holes. and our favourite ting LEFT THEM THERE. haha. all i know is that alisa loves to risk losing her fingers :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i sum up the car ride, it will be "ruined sarah's cube, picked up my bro, ting all worried, fashion cluster talk" haha. oh and i left out headache:D then piano was a dread to go but it was okay once i got there. isnt it how it always feels? haha. my hand eye coordination is messed up really. haha. then my mum threatened to leave me there if i didnt get down by 6.50 (so she could watch her show) and i forgot and only realized i was late at 6.55. so i RAN DOWNSTAIRS and RAN TO THE CAR and my mum was like YOURE LATE and she CHIONGED home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6097948700107560984?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6097948700107560984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6097948700107560984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6097948700107560984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6097948700107560984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-144191579120952600</id><published>2008-09-14T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:19:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;hmm.. that counter thing is seriously making me look bad. its like showing off how few ppl actually read my blog. hahaha(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;okay so recap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;waited for ting and nadia to go for SL. so i went to eat lunch with amanda, shanxi and dawn. haha was so stupidly funny. we had this WHOLE "debate" about why bubble tea is called bubble tea while the "bubbles" are called pearls. then they started calling it pearl tea!! only thing weirder than that is finding out that manda actually calls her pearls bubbles!! hahahah. pearl tea no bubbles(: oh then shanxi and i started attempting to show the others tingfangs reaction to: AH I DROPPED MY VEGETABLES! haha. lastly we were all leaving and shanxi started to wear dawn's jacket and pick up amanda's file and everyone was insanely puzzled. honsetly, i still dont even get why. ha. then on to SL. went there only ahve 7 kids and not even darryl): haha. then we owed the kids at some word game, gave those obnoxious dweebs candy and then went to the playground to take care of the kids. we ended up sitting around singing. dont ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;went for loveslabourlost. its confusing and the story is kinda. weird. yeah. i'll sum it up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 dresses, tingfang's strutting, getting lost and pure hunger.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;mhm. sounds short and weird but it was insanely fun and funny. haha. although i was so crazily sleepy after i PLONKED into bed after drying my hair without even eating. so i more than made up for it well today. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;wow. that was quite a draggy recount huh. too bad. cos if you read this, youve read that :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-144191579120952600?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/144191579120952600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=144191579120952600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/144191579120952600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/144191579120952600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7880080287981967946</id><published>2008-09-11T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:25:19.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery meme thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;simply i cant tell you the questions unless you swear/promise to do it :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rachel liu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ting fang. hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stef(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esther or alisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;claudia or rachael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joycelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esther or dawn or tiff or chael (they're amusing. seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jinghui. (she was born for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alisa (flirt!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;estherrrrr or tingfanggg or nadiaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;janne (i dont know why:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nadia (BOTH depending on her mood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gabriel:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my parents. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RACHEL LIU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amanda! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esther i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rachel (not liu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nadia *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alisa. LIMBS down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyone i wanted. haha kidding. none?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tingfang and esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stef and nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my special someone. kidding, again! none for now. im clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7880080287981967946?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7880080287981967946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7880080287981967946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7880080287981967946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7880080287981967946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/mystery-meme-thing.html' title='mystery meme thing.'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-9160407459263973998</id><published>2008-09-10T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:49:02.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i decided i better post this before grace just bugs me to death. ahh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so basically we were in the car and grace plugged in her earphones to let me hear some podcast thing. and then she decided to call her mother so she dialled the number and put the phone to her ear and just waited. hahah. after like 5secs she FINALLY realized something was wrong when she didnt hear the ringing. then she was like: OH! my earphones are still plugged in. so she had to RECALL and she told her mum who LAUGHED at her. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh then she said that LYNN "likes to take advantage of me". talk about more than just friends huh.anyway it was more of a you-had-to-be-there kinda thing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now grace you happy? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so now i only owe stef one post and stef+esther another post. darn. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright all those who read this in time. wish me luck! (for lit quiz that is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-9160407459263973998?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/9160407459263973998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=9160407459263973998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/9160407459263973998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/9160407459263973998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-215947853974846954</id><published>2008-09-05T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:48:29.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;HA! so yesterday was "family day" and my dad took leave to do stuff. we went to ehub (again!). we went to bowl (again! again!) and my dad started off leading but then lost terribly when he got 6  gutter balls in a row. then they had some tournament so we went to this "korea no.1 chicken" shop. we ate ,well, chicken. and it was niceeee. then we watched "money no enough2" (parents choice) and it was okay. quite sad. but the bloopers were funny(: then my dad went ON and ON and ON about how the renovations since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt; ago are so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats about all. and now? i have half my hw left and am being confined to ONE room till i finish it. yay holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-215947853974846954?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/215947853974846954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=215947853974846954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/215947853974846954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/215947853974846954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ha-so-yesterday-was-family-day-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3124845874546458984</id><published>2008-09-04T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:34:52.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is kinda creepy cos my bro has this sudden liking to "this is me" and for HIM to like it.. well. heh. just imagine, at first its just playing the song 3 times straight. next he started singing it while carrying dinner to the table. hmm.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im just too crapping lazy to edit post so dealwithit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3124845874546458984?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3124845874546458984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3124845874546458984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3124845874546458984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3124845874546458984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-kinda-creepy-cos-my-bro-has.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-5145384971155699025</id><published>2008-09-04T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:47:39.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh cant believe i blew 30bucks yesterday. haha talk about self control(: hmm lets recall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of two games, i have only one conclusion: im no good at it. haha. and its quite true. though certain ppl held the record for like 5? consecutive rounds of gutter balls haha. then i broke a nail while bowling cos i kept mine too long.. *ouch* oh then i was stupid enough to release my ball behind me once and when yingxin did that too, she was "the other maria" ohman embarassment. after the first game a certain person(: was flaunting her win by 10 points only to lose by more for the second game. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;newyorknewyork aka dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there was where i blew half my spending money.. haha, then again i kinda knew it would. i swear the ppl there were THIS close to kicking us out due to excessive noise. i'll summarize&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;rain's big camera, nick's dumb-barely-a-joke jokes, kh's funny "life experiences", et's most ego remarks and sarah+rain's constant laughing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh then et had this spaghetti sauce aka milk moustache and rain was telling everyone how he looked like he was doing some milk ad. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and with occasional stupid remarks by ppl lets quote some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maria: rain's in photog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kh: no! rain's in rg! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(link?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nick: remember i treated you guys to ben&amp;amp;jerrys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kh: yeah! at velocito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of other stupid stuff but i dont remember. cos rain was supposed to tell me what was on the napkin and she didnt! (rain has this thing where she records everything funny down on her napkin and keeps it) okay then sarah nicely fetched us home but she was so mean as to LAUGH at this girl who slipped and fell in the wet carpark. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay have fun reading this whole lot of crap! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-5145384971155699025?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5145384971155699025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=5145384971155699025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5145384971155699025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5145384971155699025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahh-cant-believe-i-blew-30bucks.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6660978436673405050</id><published>2008-09-02T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:56:10.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to esther(:  the start of the post that is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; nhey esther thanks for the huge huge help(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i know im supposed to post your poem here but its embarassing so in its place is a chant. haha. here it goes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;esther is so great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, helpful and pretty (hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;esther is so great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, helpful and pretty (hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;esther is so great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, helpful and pretty (hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;esther is so great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, helpful and pretty (hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;esther is so great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, helpful and pretty (hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[hahaha is an inside joke not a mock..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO... finally after like half the year has gone by i post my first post of the year! talk about efficient and fast. so lemme summarize what you've missed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;badgrades, goodtimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wow that was quick. mhm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway today was a bad day. i freaking woke at 3pm!!! cos my mum wasnt around to yell me out of bed): and ive wasted half my holiday.. woohoo.. doing nothing. so its 1.10am and i have to wake up at 7am. awesome. then today i also decided: 'PIG OUT!' so i did. and now im feeling guilty and fat. since when did i care about being fat?! finished my debate speech thing but im too lazy to send it out now so i'll just do it tmr. haha. going bowling tmr! but i dont want to eat at newyorknewyork with them for dinner cos i need to save 100+bucks dammit. haha. SO HOMECOOKED MEAL FOR TMR'S DINNER. my mum is happy haha. she doesnt like me eating out :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yay! sleep on! cos thats what im going to be doing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ps: confusing and no linking thoughts but this isnt an english essay so dealwithit :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6660978436673405050?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6660978436673405050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6660978436673405050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6660978436673405050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6660978436673405050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-esther-start-of-post-that-is.html' title='to esther(:  the start of the post that is'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7528751606924066865</id><published>2007-11-09T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:25:35.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chalet was quite fun la. erm.. at night. haha. we played mafia? yea. then some people talk big la! [clears throat, stare at HM] "stay up all night" you guys all pian4 wo3. went to sleep so early! then i cannot stay up alone so i had to sleep. haha. btw, i found a sign oustide Woodbridge. pretty interesting. people in entertainment room. you should know very well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAN HUIMIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;[wanted alive.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; approach if spotted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She turns les if approached and will not hesitate to hug you. In the case that she does hug you, try hitting her with a jacket or throwing things at her [eg. 1litre bottle of water]. ENSURE YOU DO NOT HIT ANYONE NEAR HER. Even after that do not approach as she will pretend to calm down. Only to start listening to music and screaming [attempting to sing] certain familiar songs. continue to hit her and throw stuff at her. STILL DO NOT HIT ANYONE NEAR HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so.. familiar? haha. but clearly you people still hit the victim beside her. ME. haha. that hm very noisy. then she was like hugging me. then xyn yee laughed i think. then she stood up and jumped onto xy. HAHA. then was hugging her. then sick sick gross alisa INVITED hm to hug her. yuck. i was about to shout: GET A ROOM. but then everything settled down and we all fell asleep. so initially hm and i were supposed to wake up earlier to scare ppl. but her alarm set to 5plus instead. then she woke me, xyn yee and herself up. so i was like mumbling: dont care la. just off. i want to sleep. then we fell asleep but that VAIN alisa HAD to wake up at 5plus to bathe. and she woke up everyone else with her. but hm just lay down there. so we tried to wake her up by switching the lights on but she just covered herself with the "blanket" then FINALLY after struggling she sat up, groggy and tired. then we started of the day but shouting random songs from huimin's phone. then woke up some grumpy people :P. then we ate, and went to play games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;played the blind mouse. very scary leh! like cannot see then very scared i trip over the bed. HAHA. then i started playing catch with hm while playing blind mouse then played with grace. then i threw it, it bounced off her head and flew out of the window. so we all went down and attempted to throw it back in through the window. grace did it. then for fun i threw it back down and pretended it fell. HAHA. then this time who threw it back in... i cant remember. but they made me keep it cos they found out. ((: then we went to find the playground but it was for the other place and we were over 12. haha. then went back to play "have you ever" then went chris' house. then went cycling. had to teach gloria and rachael cycling. they're surprisingly quick. but rachael is VERY dangerous to cycle near. HAHA. must jambreak every 1min :P exaggerate la. but shes QUITE pro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;then went back chris' house. 4 words: exploding fishballs, rotting food. (((((: then fetched rachael and jinni to simei mrt. then slept. Zzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;then kh org another bowling thing. cos he said the list got very few ppl. ((: so we went to bowl. but rain pissed her mum off and others never called me back so only 3 ppl. kh is pro la. joshua cant bowl. haha. hope he doesnt read. ((: then he bowled once for me and i got pissed so i bowled for him but he stubborn bowl as well. got the ball stuck. haha. finally I [the royal truumple music..] got it unstuck. hti the side and both flew in. haha. then we played air hockey. beat josh DESPITE 2 accident own goals. xD then kh left and josh and i played billards. he taught me to play. then he beat me :P but the second time. ahem. someone lost. *smug grin* then sat along the road to wait for my dad. talk about random stuff. then i got scared that my father saw me sitting along the road and scold so we stood up after a while just to pretend to be guai. then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday went sentosa. haha. early morning left. ate and ate. then reach late. then unpack. walked around. went for the stimulator. about some log. haha. not scary de. super mild compared to all others i've been to. but this irritating young baby, i mean girl, kept screaming and shouting over the slightest movement and her parents just yelled along with her. so tempted to ACCIDENTALLY open my bottle of coke and drop it behind, all over them.. evil me.. BIG smile. then before that went some 4D pirate thing. was super cool la. but got this part got crab, very painful. they use some lawnmower wire like thing to hit your leg. my bro and i found it paintful. then we lifted our legs throughout the show. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;night time went to swim. at least to learn to. coward that i am. spent the time there learning to dare to stick my head underwater. haha. not my fault i dont want to drown/ haha. then watched serenity on HBO. then slept.. next day cycled. played frisbee. i was standing at the sand and my father was swimming. [bro and mum went back.] threw the frisbee to purposely make him fall or swim far or near. xD then he kept hitting my leg -.- went to learn again. can swim a LITTLE. but will still drown. my mum learnt faster than me.. feel so pathetic. haha. but got darker. then ate CHEESECAKE and MUDPIE. yummmmmmmmmmy. then went rasa to eat at the buffet there. gummies, m&amp;amp;ms, ice cream, choc cake. whoa. NICEEEEEEEE. tiffany's heaven prob.. haha. then played datona. i STINK&gt; haha. either that or my bro is pro. haha. then played billard. ((: again. ((: my bro keeps hitting the white ball in and yay i beat him. *BIGGGGGEER smile* [mike please dont hit me if you read this.] then went back to watch some Joe Black show. [slept halfway through.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;morning ate breakfast. usuals: hashbrown, LOTS of scrambled eggs, yoghurt, banana, juice. extra croissant and fried rice. woah. thats a lot. haha. ohwell. tram ALL around. got my bro his ai4 shirt. walked back. played cards again. left. awww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;then shopped for my stuff for tonights dinner. almost everything all white. very scared tonight i'll be too formal. yeeks. haha. then stand out. yuck. ohwell. 60bucks better be worth it. crap if our batch no performance cos sarah and i was supposed to be in charge. yingxin wanted to sing but she never respond to my sms-es i dont know liao. haha. anw. byebye. tired. jiayou tonight... yawn. sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7528751606924066865?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7528751606924066865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7528751606924066865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7528751606924066865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7528751606924066865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-617868712892710403</id><published>2007-11-04T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:05:52.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;went out with rain and gang. we met at TM to watch movie with the guys. then ernest became known as the himbo. cos he was like, "you broke my heart." with the actions. cos tingfang, sarah, rain and i were teasing his hair in the mrt. ((: then we met up with the other guys and watched watched "the game plan". very funny! haha. and the girl is super cute. she bedazzled his football and his coat. haha. MUST WATCH, you guys. its funny! then we went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat.&lt;br /&gt;met in shps. help out with anniversary dinner. tiring! haha. the stuff to carry so heavy. then build the tower. then "my friend" split his/her pants. and then nick and i went out to buy a new one for him. a $2 one. lets describe it. yellow. flowery. hawaiian. gay. haha. found the most gay one. so sad the cartoon pants stall only open at night. haha. it looked REALLY gay. too bad his blue shirt sort of made it more okay-ish. so sad... i wil try ask nick for the pic and show you. dont worry. its only a pic of the gay pants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the way to macs, then someone littered i think. but sarah was like, "dont litter. the trees are dying." and just as she said that. 2 kids dressed up as trees walked by us... and they were sort of giving me THAT look. so first thing i pictured was well... i think you can guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wanted to go nick's house but he last minute said cannot. then no ones house could. so we went to kelvin's house void deck. then kayhian told ghost stories which honestly did freak me out. so we waited for kelvin to bring his bball downstairs. then we played first to 5 but kh got far too impatient and wanted to go bowling. so we went but the alleys were full. so we played foozball. then kelvin and i won! haha. cos we're pro. xD then played 2 rounds of air hockey. we didnt know it was by timing so kelvin and i wasted a lot of time then waste our money. haha. beat him 3-1. or 3-2? cant remember. then lost to kh 7-6. then sat around to wait. compete kelvin cubing. lost once. heh. super careless. then beat him the other 2 times. then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun.&lt;br /&gt;now. haha. bored. waiting. bored. tired. sleepy. nervous for guitar. haha. got these 2 components i dont know how to do.. and i dont know the 14 chords! or their bases. HELP. i dont want to be stuck with the next year sec1s. that would be so embarassing. talking about guitar. i have bad news. charis is transferring school! i dont want her to transfer. i'll really miss her... she's so nice and fun and funny and fun and pro. why she have to leave! well she promised an email every month. HAHA. to a few of us. too bad for her. arts sch. hope she makes it BIG. then i'll sell her stuff on ebay. *evil gleam in eye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea. contacts. i took them out super easily today. but put in is a diff story huh. better than previous 2 days hor. so sshh. keep quiet :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss oneohnine. despite the arguments, fights and stress. i realized that no matter how angry i am at someone, i still love them so much.. which is precisely why i fight in the first place. cos i care what they think. ah. its a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i have to go. pack my room and what crap. [like i'm going to do it.] bybye. have a nice holiday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-617868712892710403?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/617868712892710403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=617868712892710403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/617868712892710403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/617868712892710403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-5859378998336869624</id><published>2007-10-29T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:13:39.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;post tmr. mum bug me again. her transcript sucks. waste of time. 15 bucks is too little. more tmr. byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-5859378998336869624?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5859378998336869624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=5859378998336869624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5859378998336869624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5859378998336869624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello_29.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7311962394416763603</id><published>2007-10-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:49:53.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;science merit cca thng was FUN! we did the water rocket where rachel was REALLY smart. ((: and i came up with crazy ideas. :D then we did pyramid, taboo and charades. taboo was SOOO cool. my word was meiji but i couldnt say the words "japan, milk, yoghurt" so i pointed to tiff and was like: the thing you always buy thats $1 and i always say wow so healthy. and she guessed it! haha. the charades mine was mayonnaise maggots. they got maggots fast but i didnt know what to do for mayonnaise so i attempted salad. but when sheryl got to dressing, instead of types of dressing she went: PANTS, SKIRT, BLOUSE, DRESS. haha. but seriously MAYONNAISE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;stayed back. did the acp stall. our class' one is the NICEST. haha. REALLY. its REALLY pretty and all. but we sort of passed the time limit. cos the banner kept falling. so the teacher said to get 2 sticks. so i got the green bamboo one. then when we were all thinking of the OTHER stick. i suddenly strangely remembered the supermop which i broke last time. haha :P so see? breaking things HELPS. but our banner is really low. so customers have to bend down. haha. ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;om props. FUNN. haha we talked sick and laughed over sick stuff. haha. funnnnnyyyy. then we played concentration by changing names. then change to teacher's names. stef was mo and i was ro. so funny. haha. confusing xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sorry for the short post but im not in the mood. sorry. i just feel really upset, angry, sad, furious at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7311962394416763603?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7311962394416763603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7311962394416763603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7311962394416763603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7311962394416763603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello_24.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-2336370018255608486</id><published>2007-10-22T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T08:32:16.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;today was quite fun. NO lessons. NO teachers. so cool. so free. so ahem illegal? everyone has GOT to love wasabi peas. [and i'm the pro throw-and-catch person. just you guys wait. after i get used to it. i will show you my skills which i lost due to my rusty-ness.] which my father ate up. he owes me $1.40. i dont care even if its "only" $1.40. i'm already broke. not going to go around giving free peas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;had the rehersal thing. where i kept ahem flirting? with alisa. well it was fun. dont blame me. blame her :P then sheryl learnt to catwalk and alisa is PRO at catwalking. wonder how she learnt it... [hinthint] props are NICE and REALLY nice. good job everyone, i know we were disorganized but when we look back its going to be really fun. why be all robotic and guai when you can be naughty, shouted at, rebellious, finish work and then have many memories! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;finally remembered the chocolate today. haha. finally gave them. xD used the word juxtapose [thanks esther] in a sentence. and i THINk i used it correctly. ((: proud of myself. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;our class got really emo today. then i got mad. heh. went out of class. thanks you-know-who for coming out to talk to me. i know i sort of blew you off and i'm sorry. i REALLY appreciate you doing that. i guess i wasnt thinking. heart over head again. you're a good friend. it really meant A LOT. even if you werent aware. sorry again for blowing you off. if i had spent a SECOND to think i would never have done that. and i really mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;had to pick angel, mortal thing okay. and i got someone. haha. only 1 person knows who. muahaha. what should i write? i cant write or she will know my handwriting. i THINK. dont risk huh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm supposed to have "chemistry" with alisa. am i the only person who doesnt see it that clearly? and that hooking alisa's arm while she was catwalking? IMPULSE i did not plan it. so dont for one second think i wanted to do that all along. *glare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;erm well. i'm sleepy. going to cube myself to sleep so i can prac and sleep at the same time. haha.  i sound REALLY nerd but i AM NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh btw. thanks ****** **** for thinking of me? you should know what i am talking about. if you dont never mind. well i am just grateful but i cant phrase it so can you just try interpret it into something nice! (((((((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;night everyone. sweet dreams. [dont mistake your pillow for a marshmellow!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;organized isnt my thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-2336370018255608486?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2336370018255608486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=2336370018255608486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2336370018255608486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2336370018255608486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6547357449479625872</id><published>2007-10-16T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:25:52.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;today i made jellies. i think they gave me food poisoning. haha. they were too watery and the mango tasted... WEIRD. but i finished them.. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;my bro is REALLY nice. especially today. he knew my puddings were HORRIBLE and complained la. but he actually ate a lot of them! then he gave me his first actual compliment! haha. then he told me quite a bit of stuff, as compared to what he would usually say. then we watched like 3 movies together. haha. and we didnt fight. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;lucky no more dreams last night. i slept like a pig but woke up early kay! as compared to normal holiday days. haha. plus the fact i slept pretty late last night. too bad tmr has sch and SPA[s] (haha) and collecting of papers. spoil the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah. gtg. mummy bugging. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6547357449479625872?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6547357449479625872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6547357449479625872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6547357449479625872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6547357449479625872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello_16.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1877715194576767647</id><published>2007-10-14T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T08:40:30.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my interesting dream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was hanging out with my friends and then we somehow found ourselves in a room. it was surrounded by walls so we were trapped. i was busy banging against the flimsy walls to escape but to no avail. suddenly my guy friend hooked ahns with 2 girl friends and he told me to look at the bottle on the wall. but i couldnt see anything. so he was like "watch me". then they ran and jumped off and broke the wall. so i linked hands with the person beside me who was HUIFEI. [!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] then we both ran and jumped. but i happened to be 2 people at the same time. i was on the platform and was jumping  at the same time. so as soon as i jumped, the platform me realized something. NO PARACHUTE! the jumping me was going to die! but the next pair took the last parachute. the suddenly huifei started flapping. like a bird. all the way to the platform. so i was like how did you do that?" and she gave me some scientific, mathematical answer about how the speed and the pressure can allow her to go upwards while the platform went down faster. then we got on the platform and got the emergency parachute and jumped off again! then i transported to be walking down a corridor. and my pastor walked up and started talking to me. then he was telling me of his lunch plans and i was following him until i was on stage, in front of the mike like ready to sing kind.. then i started explaing my family had gone for another church's service that morning and we were not going for that service. haha. then my mum woke me up. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;admit ba. its funny. and parachute down.. FUNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;byebye. night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sweet dreams. everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1877715194576767647?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1877715194576767647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1877715194576767647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1877715194576767647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1877715194576767647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-my-interesting-dream-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3919077639063823868</id><published>2007-10-12T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:52:08.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hello. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so.. today i can FINALLY use my damn cool new computer! yea. BIG screen but too bright. it makes cool sounds too! ((: and its super fast. at least i THINK i can use it. but my father isnt around so what does it matter? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;1pm.. dreadful time. i have to go out to some baby party to babies i dont even know! i want to be a nerd and stay home the whole day. why cant i? haha. so boring. stupid party. i mean come on! a party for a baby who doesnt know it is even happening. what a waste of time... i mean after my mum wasted my 30min! argh. i guess i've been rather irritable recently huh. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so... how wants to go out on tuesday? i'm free! haha. [and bored.] and 2 lucky people are getting chocolate bars on wednesday. lucky arent they? suspense.... heheheheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. going to play games byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything i'm doing is to make things easier for you. so just chill okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3919077639063823868?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3919077639063823868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3919077639063823868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3919077639063823868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3919077639063823868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello_12.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3367421426810922765</id><published>2007-10-11T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T05:49:20.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4a1vrNRWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/prqz3xnQzhg/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120059336999912802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4a1vrNRWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/prqz3xnQzhg/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ahlian alisa. waiting for her kopi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4asfrNRVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CwFxxHyy0mQ/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120059178086122834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4asfrNRVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CwFxxHyy0mQ/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pretty pretty jinghui! in a skirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thats the look when she is going to kill me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4amPrNRUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/q1RwfRMwyw4/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120059070711940418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4amPrNRUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/q1RwfRMwyw4/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; huimin the magician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her trick is to pull her ears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4aZ_rNRTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_urX4fwyW-I/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120058860258542898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4aZ_rNRTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_urX4fwyW-I/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; huimin hades, queen of the underworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or at least she stole his fork. now his steak is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4Zt_rNRRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cKj1tzn10ak/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120058104344298770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4Zt_rNRRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cKj1tzn10ak/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a cup of goo. enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3367421426810922765?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3367421426810922765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3367421426810922765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3367421426810922765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3367421426810922765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahlian-alisa.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Rw4a1vrNRWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/prqz3xnQzhg/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-987808882692603853</id><published>2007-10-11T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:32:04.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally posting so that YOU-KNOW-WHO will stop bugging me hor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so.. exams were hard. my brain like died. haha. but it recovered during the movie UNDERDOG. haha "do not worry! underdog is furry!" and "is that a plane? is that a bird? is that a frog? NO is UNDERDOG" haha. funner quotes from the show. the dog was cute. haha. really! but the dog that it liked wasnt as cute. haha. so we all decided to be illegal and we bought lots of stuff from fairprice then in the lift, we like stuff them into our bags and suspiciously walked in with puffy bags. all except claw. her bag was like so normal. haha. then i finished my drink within like 10-20min of the show. but jinghui didnt even finish it after that! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i met my bro there before that... so stupid. he is such a liar! moping my ***. i felt like asking everyone i knew there to jump on him and KILL him. luckily teacher was nice today. haha. because i helped her pass the levels in her ratatouille game which she got stuck in. my bro and i always help her pass the levels. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then my father was super cool la. i went into his study room during his telephone conference cos i wanted to get something. and he was playing sudoku while on the phone! haha. so he was just like ya. ya. mm. mmhmm. HAHA. and occasional laughter. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i'm out of stuff leh. haha. my exam days havent been FRUITful. hahaha. nah i had grapes! *drumbeat* *cricket* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-987808882692603853?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/987808882692603853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=987808882692603853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/987808882692603853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/987808882692603853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-253394942783810134</id><published>2007-10-07T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T06:47:03.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey.. supposed to be studying. but i decided not to? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;something that keeps bothering me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont you feel that everytime something goes oh-so-wrong and you feel just so sad and down. there are always some people who are there for you? and its always the same awesome people. even though they dont always SAY much but just one concerned look makes you feel much better... its like just those people's presence that can almost make you forget everything and just get over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yet.. when it is someone else feeling down, you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; to go and comfort and help the person but the words dont come out. you dont know what to say. you dont know what to do and you just feel like a fool. its like everything you do can never match what he/she did for you. haha. i sometimes i even just blame myself for being so hopeless. but you or at least I cant help it can i? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then sometimes you do a lot of stuff for your friends.. but after that you question yourself: is it worth it? am i placing far too much priority on friends? its weird. that you can have so many strong friendships yet not understand so much about them at the same time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so those are my thoughts for today and for the rest of my life! haha. [kidding((:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gtg. dumb explorers.. you HAD to want to explore???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye.   :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-253394942783810134?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/253394942783810134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=253394942783810134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/253394942783810134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/253394942783810134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-5436777625565767610</id><published>2007-10-05T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:29:51.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its over. both of us can never be together... i always tried to believe that it would work out but it didnt. i really like you but dont you think its too fast? i mean i'm still young and have a long way to go so why make it harder than it already is? i tried really hard but still look how it turned out? i guess only time can tell whether we are meant to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wonder what you are thinking... haha. still wondering. you're still thinking? HA. loser. XD i'm talking about geog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so we finished geog today and it was pretty hard kay. i think i just crapped everything up. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so i want to slack but my mum wants me to work hard. i know i should but its hard to be disciplined you know. and thats why i'm doing this. haha. wasting time.. eww. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today my mum decided to bring me to Hans to eat! haha. then we went grocery shopping...)): haha. but my mum keeps feeling guilty that she "neglects" us by leaving us alone so often at home that she wanted to treat me ice cream but she didnt have enough coins! so after that when we returned the trolley we had la but then i decided to be nice and said no. [i was just lazy to walk back upstairs for it] so here i am. slacking doing nothing and breathing and wanting to drink but again. too lazy. ((: you've GOT to love being me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bro no sch so he went study group. YEAH RIGHT! he is prob playing or doing some crap again. haha. i mean i would do that too! haha. but hard to believe he is studying cos i mean he is those cool cool kind that dont study and dont care. not nerd nerd that study all the time. haha. lucky he's my bro.. at least he isnt weird. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh did i tell you that half the people in my msn contact list have the words: countdown, 6 days, stress or mugging.. haha. so predictable.. all exams times are like that. some people had the words stress and mugging a week before exams started. !!! can believe not? haha. so at least they're hardworking huh. i but by wed everyone but me slack liao. smarty pants dont need study math.. grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;rightt so i'm bored now? and one more thing: A + BQ forever! haha. you better thank me A for giving you the blessings. haha. you're going to kick me and kill me arent you? dont worry. ever since tiff koh threatened to kill me, i've aleady my insurance. hehe. you must be wondering why people always want to kill me? its cos they're jealous. dont listen to what they say. they're just JEALOUS. remember kay? dont forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright. i'm go now. going to "study". bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-5436777625565767610?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5436777625565767610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=5436777625565767610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5436777625565767610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5436777625565767610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-611265335152944904</id><published>2007-09-28T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:04:09.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have i ever told anyone that i really really really love ****** ****?? haha. random? NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shes really awesome. everytime something happens, i 100% count on that fact that she will be there for me. i may not appear to be close to her but i think she understands me better than a lot of my other friends. somehow under ANY circumstances, she can make me feel comforted. i mean sure a LOT of other friends do that but its different with her. she actually really cares a lot. and shes consistently like that. despite the fact that i get emo pretty easily around her, she doesnt dao me. haha. so maybe i try my best to do the same for her but i know that shes does so much more for me than i ever can for her. shes friggin' awesome and i'm darn lucky to have her as my really good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no i'm not writing this to please her or anything. i really mean it. every single word. and sorry i didnt mention your name. just i dont want people to link here and there and you know.. since i know you'll read this eventually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks a lot for being there for me okay? i know i've been very troubled due to those you-know-what problems and thanks for helping me. haha. somemore make so much sense leh! haha. i guess what you say is mostly all correct just sometimes hard to believe under those circumstances. ((: once again thanks so much kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no, other people. its not that i dont appreciate you. its just different okay? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but for those others who have cared for me so much these times thanks too kay! haha. you guys really helped a lot and encouraged me a lot even though sometimes your actions aren that obvious. well they mean a lot. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-611265335152944904?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/611265335152944904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=611265335152944904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/611265335152944904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/611265335152944904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/have-i-ever-told-anyone-that-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1527276373914277115</id><published>2007-09-28T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:37:13.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello. so i've been meaning to post for a long time but i always could not bring myself to do so. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was on my way home and met this really nice guy. we were waiting at the traffic light and just started talking.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. that day i THINK i went a little crazy. haha. so i did this really cool magic trick. (rightt.) i took anni's colourful pen's and i made them change colour! (((: am i the pro or what. [suggested that you dont ask anni, xyn yee OR grace about what i did.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then i started these story telling stuff just cos i was bored and mad. let me tell you roughly the 3 stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. There was a girl named Anne who was too hardworking. One day, her table mate Race, had an asthma attack but forgot her inhaler. Now Anne had an inhaler but she was so engrossed in her work that Race died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. There was a crab called puRple and a lobster called Orange. (caps represents emphasis) so puRple suggested that the two of them went to the movies [friends ONLY.] and Orange agreed. so they watched a show called "attack of the naked beach apes". and puRple and Orange were very sympathetic and were emotionally affected by the fact that the naked beach apes aka humans could not afford shells to cover up their bodies with. so they started a fund called the naked beach apes fund. they gathered A LOT of cowrie shells for the humans. the two of them dragged the cowrie shells onto the beach and met with a girl. now then the cowrie shells were a form of currency for them and the girl was delighted to see so much money! so she accepted the shells but like all other humans, she was an ungrateful bugger. she cunningly told them that she would like them to have a "spa". so she put them into a crab tank in a restaurant and had them for dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. There was a girl called Suzanni who was dating a guy called Jason and she met Ouivei and started dating him too. she was cheating on Jason! so one day she told Jason to meet her at the premiere on the 15th of Nov and asked Ouivei to meet her at the premiere on the 50th of Nov. so naturally, they both went on the 15th and found out about her scandal.. then it went on about Jason cheating on Suzanni and i forgot the rest. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after that i went to the toilet and when i went back to class, my ears were FREEZING. i mean like ice-cold freezing. haha. okay so after that, all the 3rd lang people left for exam and left very few of us and huanglaoshi let us do anything so we [by which i mean i] went insane. i used huifei's markers to start proposing like siao. haha. and i cheated on my darling husband by getting married to another person as well. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today went to plaza sing and guess what? the cubes come again the end of NEXT month. wth. just like a few days before school ends. haha. but chris and i went to eat something pretty spicy. at least i drank 3 glasses of water! haha. i think i cant take spicy that well anymore! ohno. haha. then we went around and decided to get stuff for kimberly. haha. our ideas are VERy interesting. and i was supposed to buy ahem someone's gift too. but chris had to leave and i STILL dont have any idea what to get. darn it. need to get by the weekend! thats called pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tmr going for study group with tf and gang. haha. i'm going to do math and chem and eng and lit and chi and wait. just everything okay/ haha. they're going to help alright! i dont care! haha. i'm desperately trying to do well here. so i hope that we all have the discipline tmr. haha. must learn math properly. i mean i barely understand the topic now. so frustrating. pissed. really. BIG time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and to you-know-who-you-are, stop being so emo and tired kay! try to sleep more during the weekends and dont worry so much. be like me and try have more discipline. haha. something almost impossible to accomplish. oh and dont forget. if you get a new laptop... GIVE ME OLD ONE. haha. i chope first! anw just dont be so ____ okay? haha. [blank means even i dont know what to say.] its frustrating when you want to help but dont know how! haha. i told you that before didnt i... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright. have to go bathe. i was erm.. lets just say i'm filthy. bye and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1527276373914277115?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1527276373914277115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1527276373914277115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1527276373914277115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1527276373914277115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-373814192733985180</id><published>2007-09-19T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T05:25:18.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvevrNRPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rPGKMMVLmW4/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112622944724272370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvevrNRPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rPGKMMVLmW4/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; claire's first rule at fast food restaurants. HYGIENE FIRST: tidy your trays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOve_rNRQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LUWjO-ucRV0/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112622949019239682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOve_rNRQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LUWjO-ucRV0/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; rachel's hands moving at godspeed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[she was just randomly turning the cube to look fast in the picture(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvNPrNROI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uYIXJ8diAAM/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112622644076561634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvNPrNROI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uYIXJ8diAAM/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; attack of the gloves???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvA_rNRNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/71mpoRFTAQk/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112622433623164114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvA_rNRNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/71mpoRFTAQk/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; claire finally stopped ducking. her hair looks fluffy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOuk_rNRMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cCnysmfiOog/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112621952586826946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOuk_rNRMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cCnysmfiOog/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; claw's emo look??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvE_HIl7hXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TJ8I1mqdufY/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111936443840431474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvE_HIl7hXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TJ8I1mqdufY/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; laoshi's weird pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvE-W4l7hWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mC9ZY4MW3xA/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111935614911743330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvE-W4l7hWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mC9ZY4MW3xA/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; awww. claire decided to buckle her seat belt. [!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm. sat was fun. found weird stuff. i found belt, cap, 4 footwear, syringe, glove and a HUGE chunk of rope (((: then grace tan spotted a CLOTHES LINE and she didnt want to pick it up so i went to pick it and claimed it for my group! xD i was actually hoping to find like a shirt or something. add to the collection of what-people-can-wear stuff. haha. after that went to eat at BK. then walked around for a LOOOOOOOONG time. then had to go home myself. ))): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so this week was. boring and busy. haha. means its the usual. ((: handed in chem pt today. yay. i have nothing to say leh. my life is boring. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gtg. mummy wants me to do work. sigh. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-373814192733985180?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/373814192733985180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=373814192733985180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/373814192733985180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/373814192733985180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/claires-first-rule-at-fast-food.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RvOvevrNRPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rPGKMMVLmW4/s72-c/Image071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3152800646361657844</id><published>2007-09-14T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:13:26.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecBeclNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m1kC7ZWHoTc/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110070931474912466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecBeclNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m1kC7ZWHoTc/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;white and blue guy! white guy has lost 1 arm. but i'm not throwing it. it has A LOT of sentimental value. and that is NOT lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecheclOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3CZGvGg5lkE/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110070940064847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecheclOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3CZGvGg5lkE/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; white and blue guy again! blue guy was bought to pei2 white guy((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecxeclPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WjaBSBacGlo/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110070944359814386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecxeclPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WjaBSBacGlo/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; hey look! they're talking! [candid shot?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqeGReclLI/AAAAAAAAADo/VDu6KxakBX0/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110070557812757682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqeGReclLI/AAAAAAAAADo/VDu6KxakBX0/s320/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; made by my auntie! so nice right. its actually quite detailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqeGxeclMI/AAAAAAAAADw/jUG5qYCYS04/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110070566402692290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqeGxeclMI/AAAAAAAAADw/jUG5qYCYS04/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my free thumbdrive that has almost no memory... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Ruqc2ReclJI/AAAAAAAAADY/If5Cjxu1Ips/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110069183423222930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/Ruqc2ReclJI/AAAAAAAAADY/If5Cjxu1Ips/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nice right? auntie made again! gave me 2. this one is REALLY nice and detailed. she should be paid! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqcsReclII/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ghpo8Gqx7Xk/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110069011624531074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqcsReclII/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ghpo8Gqx7Xk/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a top toy thing that i bought a long time ago. but recently got re-fascinated by it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqcNxeclGI/AAAAAAAAADE/eOu1EDhxHOE/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110068487638520930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqcNxeclGI/AAAAAAAAADE/eOu1EDhxHOE/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my stress ball! i LOVE throwing it against the wall while chatting. cos its fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqbZBeclBI/AAAAAAAAACc/gGcBQDjMArM/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110067581400421394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqbZBeclBI/AAAAAAAAACc/gGcBQDjMArM/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my tiny rubik cube that my father MESSED UP. sigh. now i have to redo it)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqZHBeclAI/AAAAAAAAACU/lEAMlHFZizQ/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110065073139520514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqZHBeclAI/AAAAAAAAACU/lEAMlHFZizQ/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my bro's cap which looks shiny. [like aluminium foil.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYzxeck_I/AAAAAAAAACM/6q5cl-eYGTo/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110064742427038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYzxeck_I/AAAAAAAAACM/6q5cl-eYGTo/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my brother's metallic toy that is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYaheck-I/AAAAAAAAACE/X6I7-GBcdfE/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110064308635341794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYaheck-I/AAAAAAAAACE/X6I7-GBcdfE/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my brother's notebook that i initially wanted to buy... haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in case you cant read it: Love conquers all, Chocolate does the rest XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYFReck9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/xR61LAT2RSQ/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110063943563121618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqYFReck9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/xR61LAT2RSQ/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this one is MINE. haha. so its plain but it looks nicer in real life:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a lot of pictures right? i was supposed to post a looooooong time ago. haha. but ohwell. i'm lazy so you better get used to that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i realized i rock at music memes cos i know the start of many songs. cos i like listen to most songs but dont finish them. -.- so i hear the front parts too often. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tmr is beach cleanup. since no ones has tongs, i guess i have to bring. could see my mum's reluctance. sorry mummy [though she will NEVER read this.] i hope it'll be fun! and that i dont find anything i that i dont want to... *shiver*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today i accidentally drew on jinni's shirt's sleeve with whiteboard marker and it wouldnt be washed off. SORRY JINNI! but it was really an accident. i'm so scared her mum scolds her... SORRYY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today. stay back. i did a lot of acp stuff. yay me cos i'm hardworking and nice. haha. i glued super fast and after they left i finished and i started trimming them. haha. it was quite nice. i THINK. heh. dont blame kay. i was trying to help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then today. i was talking with you-know-who. and we had another discussion. haha. quite interesting:P and DUH i'm not telling you what we said. hhaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i want to do something. what should i do? hmm. i'm bored. tired. boredly tired. yay. its weird. haha. i shall go sleep. yay. solved problem. XD bye! night. [let the bed bugs bite!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i realize that despite all the stupid problems i face and i complain about, they have actually helped me quite a bit. haha. i mean i'm know "how" to "handle" these stuff now so i guess next year onwards i'll be prepared for anything! haha. this whole time i found out about wrong assumptions, possibly wrong thinkings/ideas and MANY misunderstandings. because of all thoses, i've many people that i've grown to trust quite a lot. so maybe they dont know but i really do. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i dont get the assumptions from others that i'm very irresponsible. i mean i'm only irresponsible when it comes to myself. but i'm not THAT irresponsible when it comes to others. haha. i think i wont be emo today. i dont feel emo today. haha. yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3152800646361657844?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3152800646361657844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3152800646361657844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3152800646361657844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3152800646361657844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/white-and-blue-guy-white-guy-has-lost-1.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RuqecBeclNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m1kC7ZWHoTc/s72-c/Image052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-4649360160043487251</id><published>2007-09-11T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:42:03.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha yay. my thumb doesnt hurt THAT much anymore. but i cant press it. haha. if not it'll still hurt(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guitar... rachel kept calling her guitar a curvaceous piece of wood... sounds like she LOVES her guitar. too much. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;homework. okay la. not tooo much or too little. haha. average day. but i came back late today. neighbour came late, pump patrol. by the time finish was so late. ate dinner, then bathe then waste so much time! haha. i dont know why? but i'm super tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tmr changing seats. i want to change but i'm super picky. i want someone who is "guai" yet still not THAT guai and who is nice! haha. thats only leaves a few people left right? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i better do work now. i'm seriously TIRED. i didnt even do anything strenuous today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;night. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-4649360160043487251?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4649360160043487251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=4649360160043487251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4649360160043487251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4649360160043487251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello_11.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6054005874876158295</id><published>2007-09-10T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:43:20.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been a while. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was okay in school... did horribly in chem. eeww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guitar.. hmm. we were bored and we 987 DJ called Abi and we did other wuliao stuff! then it was break time! and we went to buy instant noodles. so i take out too early and not enough. i put in again and it overflow. then i took out, some water spill onto my finger and i tilted and it splashed onto my thumb. quite a bit. so i dropped it onto the water cooler. and my whole thumb turned red.. and it was scary. cos my thumb was diff colour from the rest of my hand. eew.. but yea. i was pretty scared but i acted brave lah. so then i went GO with Nice chengjing then apply cream. heh. the staff kept telling me to be careful! hhaa. then zhenling was super nice cos she came to see how i was doing! haha. nice right? then i cant play guitar or write properly now. ouch. haha. luckily its not that red anymore. but those un-red parts still hurt. i think tmr its going to hurt even if its not red. haha. cos its like dunking your finger in hot water. hhaa:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tonight was REALLLY good. i mean i talked to ahem someone. and shes REEEEEEAAAAAAAALLLLLLYYYYYY NICE. haha. apparently shes been through a lot i've been and actually UNDERSTANDS very well. its like after talking to her, i felt a whole lot better. a WHOLE lot. i haevnt talked to her for a long time but i started telling her stuff like i've known her forever. and in fact it seems as though i haev known her for forever now. haha. she faces a lot i do too! so its pretty cool that we both know how each other feel. haha. both in awkward circumstances. mm. long time since i felt that way. i'm REALLY glad we had that convo. and i've decided i'm going to help her! hehe. in something. not telling you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so my work stinks but a lot of my troubles that has been bothering me are "light-er" so i guess i can finally concentrate on work for once. i really hope i dont screw up! i've decided that tonight i'm going to pray for our class! haha. so that everyone will do well and no one will be overstressed! i think a lot of us really need that? i mean so what if they're not christians? doesnt mean they cant be blessed! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright i shall go sleep! haha. night!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ps: its short but its cos a lot of my text got auto-deleted! grr. and i lazy retype fully. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6054005874876158295?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6054005874876158295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6054005874876158295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6054005874876158295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6054005874876158295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello_10.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-117419689984319481</id><published>2007-09-03T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T08:01:43.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today i slept in really late cos my whole family was out! haha. but then my father called my handphone and the vibration woke me up and he was like: why didnt you pick up the house phone? so i crapped up: i was in the toilet! and i doubt he believed me cos i sounded so sleepy. hhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ate breakfast and slacked a whole heck lot. hees. then i did stuff and other stuff and practically wasted my day away kay? now stop making me feel guilty! i read the history notes and boy one of that guy has a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG name. haha. and most of the oh-so-wonderful explorers were so cruel! eeyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i read through all my hw just didnt do(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay my parents keep telling me to work hard and i try. so that when they get my math marks, i wont die! but i'm damn scared. my brother got a heck of a scoldings because of his results. i'm scared i would too. sh!t lah. why am i so damn dumb? i wish i had a smarter brain lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eeyer. i have only 21 posts!??! haha. so few..))): ohyea. i took this really cool picture of something.. i'll upload tmr kay? cos now no time. parents are buggine me to sleep AGAIN. HAHA:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright i'm really bored. resulted in me playing childish games recently. HAHA. dont probe. hees. you dont want to know. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this holiday right. i feel super lonely lah. like whole day so gu1dan1. no one to pei2 wo3 all day. haha. i'll try fix that tmr. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i gtg. mum just went into my room. going to scold and yell liao. HAHA. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-117419689984319481?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/117419689984319481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=117419689984319481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/117419689984319481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/117419689984319481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7227558706583710316</id><published>2007-09-02T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:30:36.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;esther's meme response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;red words are my questions for her... and stef. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahria. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[why does everyone spell my name funnily??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em. Father in law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar, sporty, sarcastic, JAMES KELLER, amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that she would try to get to know me better. (did she? *smirk*) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[i did! for about a few minutes...okay fine i didnt.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Esther, you look so hot! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[why are my most memoriable words always something about them looking good?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flinch* Lesbian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THINK MORE. Hee. Observe people. And read my mind. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[last time i thought with you, my brain DIED.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry, poke her and hide in a corner. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[whats with you guys and violence? must EVERYONE inflict pain on me if i become your enemy?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teased her about her love for whasshisname, Jeremy? And I thought too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make her the best in everything so she doesn’t have to be sad too. J &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusing, terribly lame, frank, and sweet. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now don’t kill me, you ARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7227558706583710316?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7227558706583710316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7227558706583710316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7227558706583710316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7227558706583710316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/esthers-meme-response.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-4125204852743443844</id><published>2007-09-02T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:47:04.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rachel  + lim</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Minister aka Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you all for taking the time and making the effort to be here today on this very special occasion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are gathered here in this place to witness and celebrate the joining of Rachel and Lim in name. Please join hands with the people around you [even if you have to grow more.] for a moment of silence to appreciate our community of friends and family here in both body and spirit and to take joy in this event.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-------------3 secs of silence cos i cant wait any longer...--------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you. I will take some time now to speak to you about a name and what it means to Rachel and Lim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A name is a 3-year contract with a mental institution where they keep vultures that survive in many forms. A name has long been one of the features of civilization that are sponsoring the idea that civilization should decline. A name is an expression of optical shop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept of a name belongs to the worlds’ evolving. When words join, they embrace the idea of a name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naming fulfills an important set of social roles. The joined words are the seed of a tree, rich with fruits. The life-long commitment of being a name provides a source of stability in the chaotic kindergarten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept of naming is widely recognized as two names becoming 1. Thus, each name is different and new. As the words participating in this joining ceremony are unique, their meaning shall be too. Naming is an act of creating a new name and us witnesses can experience the joy and responsibility of acknowledging and embracing the name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naming is more than just an acknowledgement of existing love. In naming, people exercise regularly according to their will. Two words may come together and come to love each other by chance, but when they join, every day thereafter they must stay together and continue to love one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A element comes into a play whenever it becomes an actor, to which the name is tied into a dead knot. Naming connects the two words into a longer word. Naming requires faith in each other and in the unknown glue. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being in love and choosing to join is like eating a cookie: it requires constant chewing and munching and will release a chocolaty, crunchy taste. But naming is harder than any cookie. Naming is more like swallowing a jar after jar of cookies. Over time you become more full and less hungry and in the end, puke. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO YOU DARE TO TO JOIN?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Minister aka Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may now smear the glue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DISCLAIMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is not supposed to make sense! so dont come asking me for the meaning of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-4125204852743443844?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4125204852743443844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=4125204852743443844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4125204852743443844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4125204852743443844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/rachel-lim.html' title='rachel  + lim'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1333197239087068665</id><published>2007-09-02T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:47:58.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okayokay! stop the bugging! i'm going crazzzyyyyyy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;none other than the &lt;em&gt;wonderful, marvellous, blahblah,etc,etc&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stefanie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;esther.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;classmate and goodfriend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;daughter-in-law. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GOODGOODGOODFRIEND! ex-classmate. school-mate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno! thats hard.. erm..&lt;br /&gt;sings well.loves to dancing.pro at languages.sensitive to the name j*****.cant appreciate lame-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;pro dancer. loves thinking toooooo much. pro at writing. good listener.shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;friendly. funny. crazy. nice. devoted christian!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hmm. that is HARD. *gets boxed in the head* ouch.&lt;br /&gt;too many to remember!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was pretty moody and upset about something and she like listened to my complains. it was only a short while but trust me it meant A LOT. thanks esther!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 years with her! you want me to pick only 1 thing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything she says is memorable to me... [background: awwwww.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"maria do we have to do history FA?" or "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i got the inspiration for your birthday story last night!" choose one(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nah it was: "f course I understand" and "i'll be with you in spirit!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;her words are all memorable. ahem in different ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream and jump off a building cos no way am i being les!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;divorce? haha. drink acid:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;marry her too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LESS EGO! haha. hey thats pretty true kay :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;think less and preserve her brain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she has to become a guy. i dont care how((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avoid her or smack her...[i prefer the smacking. hehe.] so anyone out there is an enemy of mine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;torture her son! HAHA. OR avoid her cos shes too nice to smack. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;run off but if i miss her constant laughter, make up with her again!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i said she wasnt chio. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cos i burned up all her books, crashed her computer by sending virus, destroyed all the writing pieces she was working on and sent a crap article to the teacher-in-charge of tribune under her name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cos i did something REALLLLLLYYYYY mean to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help her realize that she should take up one of my suggested future jobs and be rich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;buy her the book "Thinking for dummies"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;help her shake off her s****er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGO, HIGH BUT NICE. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sympathetic and nice! future counsellor(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;over-friendly but nice:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;irresponsible slacker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that i am ME. i mean what more can you ask for? [dont answer that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. (on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid time management problems and my un-smart brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me!&lt;/span&gt; how many times must i say that i am THE ideal person? &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;thanks a lot! cos you know that this year i've been pretty emo at times and sorry for dragging you into my depression zone! haha. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)(you cant choose not to do it xD and if you've done it already duh don't need to do it again.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in NO order!]&lt;br /&gt;1. stef! [muahaha. even though you already did it....]&lt;br /&gt;2. rachel lim!&lt;br /&gt;3. huimin!&lt;br /&gt;4. rain!&lt;br /&gt;5. claw!&lt;br /&gt;6. rachael!&lt;br /&gt;7. alisa!&lt;br /&gt;8. esther!&lt;br /&gt;9. tiffany!&lt;br /&gt;10. yifeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(who is no.6 having relationship with? [rachael]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. stef! you can see them together 24/7 lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Is no.9 a male or female? [tiffany]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half-half lah.&lt;br /&gt;who sells insurance? i'll like to buy. i wont survive past recess when school reopens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? [alisa&amp;amp;yifeng])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i wont go eww. but its alisa! anything is possible... [and yes it will be!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What is no.2 studying about? [rachel])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the art of how to be ego and get people to agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? [huimin]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess today? just a few hours ago. [a few is an understatement.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What kind of music does no.8 like? [esther]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking music. musics that causes your brain to think. haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Does no.1 have any siblings? [stef]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 bro that likes watching terrorist movies.. and her imaginary sister Fanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Will you woo no.3? [huimin]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HIGHLY doubt it. once again i emphasize I'M STRAIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(How about no.7? [alisa])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY! do you know who you are talking about?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Is no.4 single? [rain])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NO. dont listen to her protests. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What's the surname of no.5? [claw])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What's the name of no.10? [yifeng])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin yifeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What's the hobby of no.4? [rain])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;going around saying hi to random ppl. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Do no.5 and 9 get along well? [claw, tiffany])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think so. i hope so. [but not for long.. KIDDING]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Where is no.2 studying at? [rachel])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Bert's hotdog stand sec sch? kay fine. rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Say something casual about no.1 [stef])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persistant, impatient girl who cant wait a sec for this post! haha. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;shes.. a girl. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Have you tried developing feelings for no.8? [esther])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never TRIED to develop feelings! i'm no despo can? and esther?! i cant spend more than 5min THINKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Where does no.9 live? [tiffany])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls' home. i mean boys' home. i mean both. fine. mental hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(What colour does no.4 like? [rain])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea... ohno. every colour? *cast a hopeful glance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Are no.5 and 1 best friends? [claw,stef])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh no! dont be crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Does no.7 like no.2? [alisa,rachel lim])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH! alisa likes almost everyone alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(How did you get to know no.2? [rachel lim])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class! she was the first person to say hi! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Does no.1 have any pets? [stef])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp! herself. i mean her imaginary pet Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? [alisa])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos not! although i THINK shes hopes so. HHEE. shes going to kick my shin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1333197239087068665?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1333197239087068665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1333197239087068665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1333197239087068665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1333197239087068665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/09/okayokay-stop-bugging-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-2819037043558711949</id><published>2007-08-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:49:58.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today had guitar.. comm meeting. say end latest 3.30.. in the end it ended at 4.30!!! i practically missed the whole practise.. end up after our break i had to sight read the song and trust me my sight reading stinks. rachel's is damn pro though. haha. i took me like 5min to figure the whole thing out. so irritating.. then after that i had to hear the pros behind me play their nice nice songs. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today got lots hard hw. i supposed to be doing but i shall be naughty for a while. ((: wait i was being naughty the WHOLE time. i barely did anything! i'm a useless slow poke. grr. digressing monkey! hhaa. eeww. dirty little monkey. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;realized my father messed up my rubik cube... hes lucky he is overseas. haha. *sense the evil presence* need to make it back some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohyea. that day. friday. haha. i was going home after went buy gloria's birthday present materials with claw. then i reached home i realized i lost my keys. so i was desperate. my brother was in school, mum at work and father at work. and they couldnt come and open the door. so in my desperation, i climbed over the fence!!!!! ohmygosh right? then went into my house and realized that my keys were in a pouch inside my bag. i was so pissed! hhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sat watched hairspray. hmm many others want to too. lucky ME :P the song "good morning baltimore"? my father heard as voldemort. was like huh? why voldemort here again. so long still havent appeared? HHAHAHA. my brother jabbed him. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright. i better go before i sleep at 1am. ahh. scary. whooo. BOO. AHHH&gt; sorry. sound effects are fun. for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-2819037043558711949?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2819037043558711949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=2819037043558711949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2819037043558711949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2819037043558711949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello_27.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1056515793742933254</id><published>2007-08-24T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:44:46.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;go to "page" 5 and you can see my 11 bubs! HAHA. i'm probably going to upload more cos they are sooo cute. so if you dont like them. too bad. [dont worry. i'm not obssessed or addicted.]&lt;br /&gt;okay so later i'm going to have to like go check out some pianos or something. going to buy i think. oh and going to watch a movie this weekend. again! YAY. although its exam week and i'm failing like siao. ahha. i'm sorry i have no discipline but i cant help it. its sorta me. haha. i have to improve i guess. but they always have nice shows during exam period. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i'm hungry. [random thought.] my stomach is growling. i hope my parents come back soon.. then i can EAT! WHOO. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played solitaire with rachel yesterday. i like playing it with her. its damn fun! haha. although she always wins in the end. but i'm going to improve and beat her one day! haha. [shes going to comment about this. i just know it.. &gt;&lt;] maybe i'll play with her now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yesterday rachel and i were talking and we played club penguin. we have a plan on "how" to become a member. haha. wuliao right? but come on we're bored ppl. this is not considered childish its called an experience. (((((: ohwell. realized anw that we need a lot of money so we can do it! haha. oh and i finished all 4 missions [using the walkthroughs online.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo wu hua ke shuo le. dunno why also. its like for once i dunno what to post and yet i want to post. haha. alright. i'll go do something interesting now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1056515793742933254?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1056515793742933254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1056515793742933254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1056515793742933254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1056515793742933254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/maybe-ill-play-with-her-now-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7993920608068775045</id><published>2007-08-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:45:13.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;okay today a short post cos my mummy chasing me upstairs to sleep.)): i guess i stay up too much. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;erm. today kena scolded for being late. not even our fault? i mean SURE i want COLD food for lunch. its not even an official lesson. was so angry at her, when i greeted her, i was cracking my knuckles. HAHA. sound so violent hor? dont worry. i dont dare do anything anw. just a way of venting anger in class. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;today piano super fun. finished my piece during lesson itself. hehe. but it was a super easy piece so doesnt count.. )): then teacher let me play her Nintendo DS. 1 cartridge got so many cool games. haha. i played so long. got one game she keeping a dog. very realistic leh. haha. pretty cool. but i dont dare touch. later kill her dog then i die. HAHA. then somemore everything in chinese or jap. cannot understand a lot. just randomly click if i liked the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;ahhh. tmr eng sa. erm going shopping with claw. erm weekend movie. rushhour3 i hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;gtg. mum angry liao. ahhh. bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7993920608068775045?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7993920608068775045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7993920608068775045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7993920608068775045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7993920608068775045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello_23.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-4403716557959355060</id><published>2007-08-17T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T04:00:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;hello. so i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; posted again.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;so once again i remind you, i dont remember much stuff. so all the more not the order. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;ehh. chi oral was horrible. 15/20 leh! thats practically fail! and i did so badly. i felt like banging my head against the wall. i know all the people going: its good what. are just being nice about it. they would "cry" if they got that low. haha. luckily, i dont really bother worrying about these stuff. *poo* forgotten! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;geog test? dont even remind me. i bet i'm one of the ones who failed. i mean please lor. my answers are damn crappy. and all those answers she say not acceptable are those written by me. grr. sometimes i wonder why i go to school if i never learn anything? i mean honestly what do i ever do well in? [answer: nothing] i just feel that i'm this slacker that is wasting someone else's spot in rgs. cos i am never hardworking or anything. i know i sound pessimistic but all of you reading this HAVE a strong subject see. i dont. *poof* forgotten again! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;and i found out that school ends 16th nov. [mum called school.] not 2nd. so sad right? we end school like same time as pri sch?! haha. so late. but i guess its kinda good so 109 doent have to spilt so soon huh. haha. i bet i'll miss the class. cos HALF or more of the class is definitely going to advanced math. good for them! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;oh. today had to clean the house cos some person coming and checking our house. so i cleaned my room within an hour which is very fast considering i havent seen the bottom of my table for years/months. hhaa. then i cleaned the computer room/study room halfway and she came. pretty messy but too late. haha. so i just pretend the mess wasnt mine! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;going to watch tv now. shouzu last episode. post more later. bye! [for now.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-4403716557959355060?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4403716557959355060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=4403716557959355060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4403716557959355060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4403716557959355060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello_17.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-6434452750232530124</id><published>2007-08-11T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T07:36:56.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;okay i went to watch bourne ultimatum! and it was super nice. haha. but i had a headache like halfway through cos the seats were too front. my neck sounds so weak.. [its not.] okay so i barely touched my drink which is rare. REALLY rare. more rare than finding a diamond inside your pencil case. my drink never lasts past the first quater of a show unless its shared. so better start searching your pencil cases for the diamonds! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;oh. and i found out that blackle doesnt have any effect on LCDs and may even cos more harm in fact. plus blackle is BAD for your eyes. so i personally feel it may be a scam? yea. but its PERSONALLY FEEL so i may be wrong okay? but i do know its bad for my eyes and i am NOT going to torture them. haha. btw, my father found a greygle. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;i'm halfway [by which i mean like 1st few chapters.] through the miracle worker book and i STILL feel that it is boring. i'm planning to read that tonight. help me sleep! haha kidding. [not!. or am i? *raise eyebrow*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;right. i have to go. [have to go = want to go = lazy = happy me (:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-6434452750232530124?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6434452750232530124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=6434452750232530124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6434452750232530124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/6434452750232530124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-okay-i-went-to-watch-bourne.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-4822794980371772512</id><published>2007-08-10T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:16:28.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am patriotic... not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;hello. [i am not going to apologize for my long awaited post this time! hehe.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;okay so i dont get the "craze" or obligation for people ALL around me [with the exception of tingfang as far as i know.] to be sooo patriotic. going to esplanade, marina bay, balloting thousands of times to get tickets? somehow i just feel it as a waste of time. haha. i have NO idea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whats come over me but i even felt watching ndp on tv as a waste of time. ended up watching some other shows. the first year i didnt even do ANYTHING ndp-ish at all! feels so weird. ohwell! haha. lets just hope i'm not like that next year heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;ohright. wednesday.. rgs celebrating ndp day. haha. i was supposed to go back to shps? halfway back, i didnt feel well and my mum told me to go home. so i went home, rest and after that got sad that i didnt manage to watch disturbia with rain and gang. ): or even simpsons with yx and sarah. haha. but i have the simpsons donut toy cos i bought the popcorn combo when i watched transformers. haha. [the donut has been hidden by my bro under his massive stacks of stuff (lets not go into details.) on his table. i WILL find it. ((:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;i have been trying my best to persuade my parents to bring me to watch ANY movie but no success. but i will strive harder to reach my goal in life (actually just the weekend.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;yesterday i decided to be hardworking [for the first time in my life!] and i did all but math and history. which honestly isnt much. haha. but i didn more than usual. i usually dont start work till late sat or sun. ((: i actually did on friday!!!! haha. so as soon as i made the "resolution" i got a call from huifei. and we started talking like crap. haha. funny crap. like how she thinks getting married to a gay would be fun. i didnt get that. i'll roughly recall what she said: [everything is something-to-that-effect-ish.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maria:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are you a girl at all? or are you a guy within a girl's body. why do you keep wanting to be the guy in everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because its cooler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; most ppl when they go out, its with a guy-guy and a girl-girl. somehow, i picture you with a girl-guy and a guy-girl [her.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [laughs.] wont it be fun to marry a gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; huh? erm. no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yea i will be! my sister and i were talking about it that day. i mean you can be good friends and have no committments and dont even have to ***** with him! and if a guy bothers you, just say that he is your husband and he can pose as it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; marriage IS a commitment. and why do you HAVE to get married for him to pose as your husband cos he isnt posing. he IS YOUR HUSBAND! not like the pestering guy would check your marriage cert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huifei:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [laughs again] haha. you dont know. he might!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;there was a lot of stuff i missed out there but thats the gist. it should be. and if you actually read it, you'll notice she laughed A LOT. and i asked her about it... led to a famous discovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [laughing.] ouchhaha ouchhaha. my shoulder hurts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see, when i laugh my shoulder hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: but how is your shoulder connected to your mouth??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nerves/vains/arteries [she said one of them. i cant remember which.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: yea but they're not directly connected so the connectOR between them should be hurting too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [laughs somemore for no reason.] hahaouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: so technically if you laugh and your shoulder hurts, when your shoulder hurts you'll laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;===== [blahblah.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huifei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i want to lie down but if i do, i'll laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so let me get this clear. when you lie down, you laugh and your shoulder hurts. so if your shoulder hurts you lie down and laugh and if you laugh your shoulder hurts and you will lie down???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;okay that was just lame but imagined that we had this kinda silly conversation for a loooong time. and to think that the call was only about english ws!!! we finally found the link between english and gays! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;oh and this morning, i started like doing my math curve thing. then i asked my mum for the flexible curve she claimed she had. guess what i found? a mouldy, dusty OLD curve! i was like: its from the 1980s?? its soo oldd. and she said: nah. its from the 1960s! yuck. yuck. yuck. i NEED to buy a new one on monday. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;my goal for today: finish all my homework by 4pm. slack like CRAZY till tmr. then start revising tmr. HAHA. okay but yes thats my ideal plan. [my plans never come true.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;somehow today, i am in a good good mood!! i have no idea why. haha. ANW i have to go cos i've been typing this post for forever. haha. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-4822794980371772512?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4822794980371772512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=4822794980371772512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4822794980371772512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4822794980371772512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-patriotic-not.html' title='i am patriotic... not'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-5755718989771331554</id><published>2007-08-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:03:26.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello. i know its been "years" since i last posted? once again fans, i'm sorry for letting you down! however, to make it up to you, if you really are disappointed and heartbroken [highly possible!] i will be more than glad to give you my OWN, PERSONAL autograph! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. so my ego IS back! wait its never left. :D who feels like killing/strangling/drowning [not suggested]/stabbing me? well too bad! you cant! &gt;&lt; cos i am me and i cant be killed by ordinary ppl. only special ones like MYSELF. but obviously i wont kill myself??? so not a chance!&lt;br /&gt;alright today is busy day with cca then choir concert [pro xia.] then HISTORY PT! which can prob kill me kay? i'm like crapping stuff up and half are not from websites aka not true cos i just made them up. but i hope my "stories" are good enough to pass! haha. then lit sa can just say i screwed up. and yea thats abt it. busy day and i supposed to be doing my PT now but i'm nt cos i;'m desstressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay today rachel lim was really mean kay! she stole huimin banana and didnt return and she kept calling certain ppl nerds/dorks! i had to save her by saying nerds the sweet! close shave you know. then in the morning, rachael and huifei were mean and took my eraser and i ended up chasing after them. so i took huifei's shoebag and dumped it into our class bin but she didnt care. so i took rachaels shoe bag but apparently she onyl cared abt the bottle so i took it and dumped it into the recylcing bin outside. then later i stole it for fun and i prtend i REALLY threw it. i think she believed but when i told her, no response. )): aww. so anti-climax right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;guitar was slack like siao. yay! we barely did anything. grace and i pretended DJ's AGAIN this time but we perfected dedication - OUR version! which ppl are dying to here. we did a you didnt know-know-know-know-know section, now you know-know-know-know-know know and a do you know-know-know-know-know section! HAHA. it was stupid. but funny. then we had a guitar accessories thing and we guessed the future "career' of the ppl in guitar junior ensemble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;charis --&gt; gutiarist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rachel--&gt; emo punk rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;abi--&gt; singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chengjing--&gt;elf singapore idol finalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mary--&gt; consellor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jane--&gt; mathematician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maddy--&gt; teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grace and i--&gt; 987 DJ!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was funn! haha. made me laugh SOOO much. ohwell. i rocked! fine WE rocked! haha.&lt;br /&gt;right i will post more but i really gtg cos i'm busy like crazy kay? bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-5755718989771331554?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5755718989771331554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=5755718989771331554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5755718989771331554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/5755718989771331554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-4523446256685120438</id><published>2007-07-31T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:24:27.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;today's a good day for you cos i'm sparing you of the emo posts which are btw put in small fonts for a reason? [if you're slow: so that you dont have to read it unless you're really interested or just bored]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;haha. okay today was okay. had chem and nearly fell asleep like SOOO many times. and chinese we practically just copied other ppl's answers. haha. then after school, during guitar we had a break and we went back to 101 to get grace's wallet and met mr l. twice. and when we went back he was like: so have you eaten your samosa? and very instinctively i said: no. fine yes. and he was totally like: samosa also must lie ah? but he was smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;okay today was really irritating and i got so frustrated i wanted to smash my guitar cos there was this stupid song that i just couldnt get. until FINALLY i got it but not enough time to learn by that time. haha. so i was like almost totally lost. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;eh. nothing else interesting happened. ohyeah have! during guitar charis and i were trying to freka grace out. at first the smallest thing freaked her but then after a while she miraculously got braver. aww. but still. with my awesome ideas who wouldnt get freaked? haha. kidding. it was mostly luck. charis would do her clown thing and i would cross eyes and laugh and cry at the same time to sound like a baby. but it was NOT convincing trust me. i just sounded stupid but who cares? i freaked her and thats all thats importatn! HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;okay tmr have horrible lessons. 2 blocks straight. not a good signs. it shows the high possibility of madness by the time 10min of the 2nd block passes. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;cant wait for the weekends to come. i really need the time to sort out some stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-4523446256685120438?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4523446256685120438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=4523446256685120438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4523446256685120438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/4523446256685120438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_31.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-8580739591066005514</id><published>2007-07-27T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:59:09.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqtOOl155rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/svzwavLLd8k/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092249816255817394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqtOOl155rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/svzwavLLd8k/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; grace's shoe! she took this while i wasnt looking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[words inspired by the song i let her listen to ((: but i shall be modest. hee.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqtNpl155qI/AAAAAAAAABs/oSHFFEvZnRU/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092249180600657570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqtNpl155qI/AAAAAAAAABs/oSHFFEvZnRU/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; my brother's new transformer's toy. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNs1155pI/AAAAAAAAABk/VU8I1q3gggM/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091897392714344082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNs1155pI/AAAAAAAAABk/VU8I1q3gggM/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; high-heel shoes with my name beside it. drawn by rachel on founder's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(sorry its faint.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[honestly reminds me of the "i will not tell lies". haha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNbF155oI/AAAAAAAAABc/_xcIQWa7xF0/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091897087771666050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNbF155oI/AAAAAAAAABc/_xcIQWa7xF0/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; maria's view. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[actually it would be with a spoon but the spoon was feeling shy.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNS1155nI/AAAAAAAAABU/-xy0QHf7GCA/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091896946037745266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoNS1155nI/AAAAAAAAABU/-xy0QHf7GCA/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; bird's eye view of my ice cream today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKe1155iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RCRAhVa77iA/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091893853661292066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKe1155iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RCRAhVa77iA/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my YAMI yogurt... [strawberry.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKJF155hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/67GBJZGiEGo/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091893479999137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKJF155hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/67GBJZGiEGo/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;half-way through! [white stuff are marshmellows.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKAF155gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AofHehoEl_Q/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091893325380314626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqoKAF155gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AofHehoEl_Q/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after a certain greedy pig ate it all. [ahemme.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know. i broke your hearts ONCE AGAIN. but you must understand. i am busy [lazy.]! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay so basically, today i went to clarke quay with sarah and amelia. was really fun but slightly tiring though i did whine a lot. haha. cos my stupid bag was like solely resting on my left shoulder! haha. could not make it change sides. &gt;&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we got lost like many times. till we gave up and took taxi with this punk guy as our driver. 2 earrings, modern kind rather than old kind. haha. they were scared of him but somehow i wasnt... then i started "chatting" with him and stuff. he was nice but they found him creepy... haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we took pictures and that church thing looks like a haunted house... haha. really. old gates, cobwebs, tall trees and BRIGHT white building. was kinda cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;changing topic, teacher taken to a liking of calling me "si gui" just cos i said something today [ i cant even remember.] then she just found out i live in simei and said next time we can take taxi together. haha. so nice. sarah and amelia think shes nice too! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yeah. today got the malay thing in our class AGAIN [note the emphasis please.]. so lazy little [little = shorter than me! HAHAHA] tiffany was doing work. and i took her pencil case and ran off. so she chased me and i ran to 113 classroom. and then she grabbed my arm so i passed to tingfang and asked her to run but she didnt. so i broke free, grabbed the pencil case and ran and she stole my water bottle! so i went back to 109 where she was and left her pencil case at the door and went in. then she was like give it back. and dunno why turned away?!?! so i just carried her bag off. -END- (of what i want to tell you...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then apparently ruby finds taking her stuff fun. cant disagree with that but i cant be that mean right? wait. i can! but i wont. ))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today didnt do any work. slacker, lazy, sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reading my friend's "short" story.. 19 pages is NOT short. haha. not to me at least. short is like what 3-5!!! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i thought i had a lot to say. BUT nah... that should be all. haha. ohwait! chinese SA. think i did bad. mmhm. now THATS all. wait no. 1 "announcement": pay attention during my grp's history skit. cos we're damn pro and funny. haha. not ego. its a fact!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay now that REALLY is all. gtg. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-8580739591066005514?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8580739591066005514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=8580739591066005514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8580739591066005514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/8580739591066005514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/high-heel-shoes-with-my-name-beside-it.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OocvDqJy8QE/RqtOOl155rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/svzwavLLd8k/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-9102202496307957867</id><published>2007-07-23T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:00:41.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am sorry to have broken the hearts of my MANY fans due to my long absence but... I'M BACK! and what news can be better news than that? [my ego introduction! shows my flexible writing styles. from normal to ego! ((:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. fine. enough of that ego-ness. haha. so i have not been posting for quite a bit and for some blur ppl, they claim its dead as i havent updated for a LONG time [ahemgraceahem]. that is soo not true cos its not that long! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay so today was elections! can vote. grace got sabo-ed by the seniors. then a lot of other sec1s then somehow [coughcherylcough] sabo me! with grace keoy who backed her up.. then had to make some speech and i had no clue what to say. so i just said some stupid stuff which i cannot even remember.. eeyer. it was really dumb. trust me. [actually i was expecting a "baaaaa" or a "woof" during Mary's speech and was obviously disappointed. )):] haha. tmr is the party but i want to go to the bball match to support them although my ssa is like max already. i support too many ppl liao. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so the choir concert thing. i may go you know. just have to figure out a way of transport and a way to find $$$ so i can go. but need to think fast. must give reply tmr. at least i promised them. haha. shoudlnt have right? then can take my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tmr is track module. i hope its sprinting except for the fact that i cannot sprint fast no more.. i lost all my energy and stamina already so im a slow pig. rachael overtook me TWICE that day. was soo sad lor. plus ate ice cream just now. so i am a fatty slow slow snail tmr. everyone sprint like siao and i am crawling. so pissed i no self-control one. need to stop snacking! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah. and i need to start doing drama journas too! finally got a book but havent printed my journals out and havent put them in. so tmr i hope she doesnt check or i may just very well die. and you guys wouldnt want that right? RIGHT? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. i am really bored now. and tired. haha. maybe i will sleep early tonight. its only 10.45 now anw. and i think i finished all my homework if there really isnt any more than i think there is. haha. ehh. i wtg. [want-to-go]. bye! try post tmr kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ps: goodbye dear fans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-9102202496307957867?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/9102202496307957867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=9102202496307957867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/9102202496307957867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/9102202496307957867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_23.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-7277470609303969964</id><published>2007-07-18T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T05:53:46.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hello! 3 agonizing days right? waiting for me to post.. haha. okay i'm being illegal right now. supposed to be doing work but.. as you can see, im not. haha. i realize that im starting to enjoy math. its like im FINALLY getting it, you know. finally. haha. hmm so what happened this week ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh. my STUPID &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ZIG MARKER!!!!!!!!! the cap came loose and opened and it like made a GIGANTIC blob on my pencil case. wont come off! im so sad lah. its a damn nice pencil case can? i scrubbed for 30min.. ))): so sad right? [hint for someone to get me a pencil case!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;gym is finally over? haha. yay! finished the assessments at long last/ finally to... TRACK AND FIELD. its gonna be fun i think. i hope. haha. although it wont be cooling and airconditioned where we can jump on crashmats and slack. but at least its gonna be proper "exercise" huh? i sorta need that! haha. im a weak dumpling... [how did i come up with that?!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so today talking abt 7 wonders of rgs and well we voted and blah and my grp WOULD NOT accept me! i mean... why not!?!? haha. its ME! haha. so we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;coned cl&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ssroo&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s which spells my name backwards! yay. see it? haha its kinda cool! lydia forgot to say it and i became reallly sad so she quickly added it in! yay lydia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tmr gonna be new module for aesthetics.. should be music. haha. after that dance.... aiyoh. gonna be horrible lah. cos for 1 obvious thing: i cant do gym nor dance. [or swim but that doesnt link?!] haha. so ehh yeah. hope music would be fun. you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;today they switched off aircon in the morning so hot and sad. haha. finally the aircons could be turned on and trust me. we didnt for 1 second hesitate to turn it on. who cares abt saving environment when there is aircon! okay fine. that was kinda UNtrue. we care but still i rather not burn up and roast to crispy chicken! haha. i'll be too nice to be eaten.. )): haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh. history doing the tang civilization or something. and lq is super happy cos she loves dunno who who lived in the civilization. ohwell. ohboy. haha. good luck maria! [not malia: directed to yan ping.] eh. lets see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i got super pissed at my parents today. cos they like say they want to revamp my room and just cos i dowan to change the position of my bed, they cancelling it. i'm still very pissed kay. waste my time and raise my hopes. angry! i cant possibly live in this kiddy room no more man! its so colourful its scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ohyeah. today in rs.supposed to find the website by surfing the net. haha. last one no one could find. so when rachael overshot her time, she like asked for actual answer. then i copied and pasted into my answer box and mr ong went like talking and i was like: i found it! then he saw [i think saw rachael.] then immediately knew we cheated. haha. but ohwell. i cheated for the first one too! i saw lydia and rachael do so i just copy. haha. but the second one was by myself kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmm that is all i think. i mean my life aint THAT interesting. haha. but it still is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;if i remember anything else, ill post another day. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;gtg sleep. mummy bugging like siao. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ps: im just trying this colour kay. just to make my blog look more colourful after a while. hehe! get used to it... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-7277470609303969964?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7277470609303969964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=7277470609303969964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7277470609303969964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/7277470609303969964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-3-agonizing-days-right-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1475679128568278663</id><published>2007-07-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:11:08.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyy. since im really sian and i cant think of anything for history, i shall post more. and ill be about my &lt;em&gt;darling&lt;/em&gt; husband kay? [happy now?] AND 2 good good friends. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh.it was a typical assembly day. then we walking to the hall and stef and alisa decided to like zip up their jackets and look suspicious to see if the prefects would stop them and ask them to unzip their jackets. really funny. they didnt get stopped. so i guess thats a definite way of like escaping a booking. haha.then after that, rachael and i walking back from assembly and then we saw lanqiao chionging back. so we both thot of this plan that we would go to class and act all mushy and weird cos we knew that lanqiao would comment or something. so we ran back after her, then we stop right outside class and we held hands and we like strolled in like a weird happy couple that laughed for no reason at all.. then she stared at us in THAT way. and then we went like lets go back to OUR seat. [HUGE emphasis on the our.] and stuff like that. it got her full attention trust me. then she scoffed and said some things which honestly i cant remember at all! but she did say something. funny really. amusing really. you just had to be there. for once, i was like stumped. didnt know what to say while pretending. like no stupid comments or exaggerated cliche words. surprised huh? ohwell. really gtg. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: controlled chinese ppt. i rocked. i ruled. want to do again. even if no points. i guess i just really enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1475679128568278663?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1475679128568278663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1475679128568278663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1475679128568278663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1475679128568278663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/heyy_15.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-3554526595423592234</id><published>2007-07-15T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:03:33.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyy. i sorta forgot what happened again except that i went for claw's gym competiton with huimin. then we were really bored at the start cos there were like 100+ individual routines and i nearly fell asleep. so we went outside to buy food then ate then went back in but we got bored again. so we ate and talked then landed up oustide talking and talking. after a long while went back then her mum came met her mum, asked her to wait then went back in and waited for a long time then group routine! then rgs c div routine. they were damn pro!!!!!! then after that was b div. then i went home. but i waited so darn long and was super tired. cos i was bored to death. fine i did play hm's fone game. kinda interesting cos its my first time playing but i didnt finish. haha. i will someday anw. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ehh. today got loads hw i havent done. i gonna fail everything this time. my life is so screwed up. i just need 1 weeks break to sort everything out. but nooo. i dont have one and i cant have one. i really need it. anw, tmr ill finish the rest of my work. right now, ill finish history then sleep. im really pissed and tired and my brain is gone. gtg. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-3554526595423592234?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3554526595423592234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=3554526595423592234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3554526595423592234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/3554526595423592234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-2879192490656363474</id><published>2007-07-09T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T06:40:22.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eh. been kinda busy doing homework and stuff recently [means slacking but dont pick at small differences like that.. @:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so... guitar+ringers concert. it rocked. had so many ppl there. and i made mistakes both times (more in the evening one cos i forgot to take scores in and not that i cant remember but i panicked.) so at first we [stage-hand a.k.a slaves/servants. haha.] we were sitting outside the ks chee and were just talking and we formed the "garage band" haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abi=lead vocalist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chengjing=lead bassist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me=lead guitarist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rachel=lead dancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charis= [&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ehh. sorry. i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. then i grabbed the broom and pretend to be like playing the guitar and did some lame rockstar movements. like strum super action and knee slide. hahaha. really amusing for you if you were there. then we kept doing the stupid monkey-gorilla-chimpanzee dance. haha. really dumb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i after that we had to perform and i screwed up both times. more for second time cos i didnt bring in the scores. hehe. but my mum was in the first one. so lucky me. haha. then zhenling super nice lah. she gave me flower!!! so nice right? i mean how many ppl actually did that? 1 my mum! so hha. shes damn nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eh. abi was throwing something away and then the tube lights that were stuffed in the dusbin "exploded" she didnt get cut but it was scary. and the seniors [some] were so mean lah. they just laughed and went off to chat. :@ she was so scared and didnt know what to do... ))): i was scared that she was so scared. haha. then after that i went home. yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sunday went to eat at pepper lunch. nice nice chicken pepper rice. yay. with pepsi. niccee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;monday was school and lessons. but quite fun! then today. dummy sleazy,greedy,lazy,tasty,stupidly tiffant abandoned me!!! she like went of for her competition and left me alone in class to stone and i had to keep ALL my lame jokes to myself. )))); so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anw, today just added yanping on my contact list and her thank you speeches are damn chim. and mine are so basic compared to her. now need to write one to her... ))): cos i "plagiarized" hers before. i changed the words! [words = my name with hers and lending to thanking for lending. hehe.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. i gtg. need to kope a thankyou speech from the internet. hehe. cos i lazy to think.... bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ps: oh yeah. i borrowed rachel lim linkin park cd. nice songs. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-2879192490656363474?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2879192490656363474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=2879192490656363474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2879192490656363474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/2879192490656363474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-647741331466538700</id><published>2007-07-06T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T06:32:29.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey. mm. today was boring. we did the usual stuff and you know, nothing fun? yeah. boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nah. i lied. haha. today was kinda fun! wait VERY fun. haha. today lessons were quite okay lah. then during guitar, grace and i were going around, pretending we were DJs of 987. HAHA. this is how our convo would go like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; lets call ___________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[walk up to her.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; brrrr brrr. brrrr brr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; [&lt;em&gt;whisper] pick up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;victim&lt;/strong&gt; uhh hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; hello! we are grace and maria old from 987!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; what song would you like to hear and who do you want to dedicate it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;victim&lt;/strong&gt; __________ by ____________ to _______________ [most common was no song by nobody to nobody. nice song really.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&amp;amp;grace&lt;/strong&gt; *sing some random tune* now that was an awesome song. would you like another one?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[repeat the sequence.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. it was really cool. i know the convo is toooo colourful but haha. its colour-coded? haha. hmm. we did a rapping version of shepherd of my soul, a weird campfire songsong and the popular no song. ((: we had prior experience though. we were reporters before and interviewers. we contributed greatly but were not appreciated. haha. its only cos of that DJ thing that i realized grace and i can talk nonstop together. haha. then when we couldnt think of any tune for love guitar [i thot of love today tune cos you know. but we both forgot the tune. that song reminds me of our rendition of guitar love(summer love)] so happend mr c came over and talked so when he left and grace [senior] asked for her song,we were like we sang it already. then walked offf. HAHA. anw, we need to imporve a lot on our DJ-ing skills. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anw, i have a concert tmr! yay. meet so early leh. tiring. hmm. but i dowan sleep now. haha. i want to watch movie. i will in fact. ((: buhbye. watching MOVIE. haha. then prac guitar so i wouldnt screw up tmr. :D bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-647741331466538700?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/647741331466538700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=647741331466538700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/647741331466538700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/647741331466538700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1394098114309257051</id><published>2007-07-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T06:31:17.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;comfort zones. i never knew how crucial they were. i always thot that it was really easy to get out of your comfort zone and do something youre totally new to. guess i was wrong. gosh. its like once youre out of it, you get drowned in this whole whirlpool of emotions and you just do something so stupid. well i did something really stupid. i wish i didnt okay, cos now its just so.... aaaahhh! big-time regret. im kinda angry at myself for doing what i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anw, enough about how dumb i feel. eh. i havent posted for a really long time cos i was busy. but well, nothing really interesting cropped up... only things: we changed seats and i just dont get algebra [not that well] and investigation [not at all]. haha. my math really stinks now... ohwell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so sad, tmr having practise again. luckily, it isnt full-dress. hmm. we're sooo gonna waste a whole lot of time watching ppl play and walking around.. as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ill usually post more, but im really tired/ been sleepng 1am for the past 2 days. i better sleep earlier today. like 30min earlier. haha/ mmhmm. goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1394098114309257051?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1394098114309257051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1394098114309257051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1394098114309257051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1394098114309257051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/07/comfort-zone.html' title='comfort zone'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4790222463263961250.post-1943766619557845715</id><published>2007-06-29T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T06:29:33.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love stef!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is my new blog! thanks grace for helping me change my blogskin at first but sorry changed it. it just was un-me-ish. haha. unlike other ppls blogs, i wont give an introduction. you guys just have to figure it out yourself. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so today i was supposed to meet my bro at far east at 2pm. guess what? the same day i forgot to bring my darling phone! so i couldnt contact him to tell him i would be late. so i used hfs phone! then ended up i reached there at 2.15-2.30. so i waited like 5min? he wasnt there. so i went to all 3 bus stops like dunno how many times until i think some of the ppl there thought i was mad. finally i spotted grace really far away. i was going to ask her to lend me her phone when.... what was that in the horizon?!?! my brother! happily strolling with his friend. his excuse: you said you would be late... haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then after that his classmate came to our house and they played dota while i just slacked in the other room. then 2 other friends came across. the guy could play the guitar darn well and had the same name as my bro! then my brothers classmate puked milk over the floor. gross! and it smelled horrible too. haha. ended up my mum had to wash it thorougly when they left. when they came back, i found out that rachel liu was mc! so pro right? haha. then my parents came home with 2 more bears. and they were soooo ex. haha. too much support?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;crap. i gtg. mum bugging me to sleep. bye. [post more tmr! ((:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4790222463263961250-1943766619557845715?l=onecoolcookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1943766619557845715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4790222463263961250&amp;postID=1943766619557845715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1943766619557845715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4790222463263961250/posts/default/1943766619557845715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecoolcookie.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-stef.html' title='i love stef!'/><author><name>girl in a bottle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15800602512802131124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
