<?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-2161993028775760248</id><updated>2011-12-04T04:10:41.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just bored;;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5465712728860858144</id><published>2011-07-29T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T02:21:43.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo, I'm back for a random update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. nah, I'm just procrastinating studying for infa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks ): okay not really, it's still okay since the projects are all coming to an end. and I actually have a 2 week study break before the exams :O didn't realise that heehee. so now I have more time to study. and I was panicking like mad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was studying infa. it's like from topic 1 all the way to 11. urgh so many things to cover! Idk how I'm gonna study for finals at the rate I'm going ): it seems like it's a much harder road than I thought. wonder if I can still make it into the singapore unis. if not, it's like the end of the road for me T.T unless I can go overseas. but Idk if that's possible too:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. this makes me so bloody emo. I wanna buck up so bad but I just can't find the time to, or more like motivation. well, at least I've been doing all my tutorials:D this is a huge step from last year, if I do say so myself heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only at topic 7 of infa ): and there's like so many more topics to go + the behind topics are harder to grasp. AT LEAST THE TEST IS MCQ, OH THANK GOD FOR MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to snackkkk. so hungry right now. I wanna watch the nanny and slack and snack xD okay I'VE FOUND MY MOTIVATION. after I finish this topic I get to snack:D heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5465712728860858144?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5465712728860858144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5465712728860858144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5465712728860858144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5465712728860858144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/07/sooo-im-back-for-random-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7296298325358444815</id><published>2011-07-03T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:09:25.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI(: okay blogging randomly cause idk what else to do~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm, today's is zak's birthday!(: wished her like so many times HAHAHA. well, went out just now for dinner. (actually I didn't eat LOL) super fun day, as usual! omgosh, I always enjoy my times with them(: makes me miss them like mad when I'm in school and they're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, my mother popped out of nowhere and gave me a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway. school's fine. I'm just not enjoying it. I feel like quitting school so badly and returning to jc though. of a sudden my dream of getting into R&amp;D is really tugging at me. and I want it so bad. but at the rate I'm going, it's like not possible ): sigh. I felt like crying when I realised that I crushed my own dream by going to poly instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I realise I don't really have anyone to go to for a shoulder to cry on. I don't want my friends and my parents to stress out cause of me so I don't dare to go to them. these are the times when I wish I had an understanding bf or just a friend I could pour my whole heart out to and still be the same afterwards. it's so hard to find such a friend now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and poly is so superficial. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda emo now:/ and listening to an emo song is not helping. it's just making my tears well up in my eyes sigh. and I was watching dou niu yao bu yao. I've seen bits and pieces of it last time but never actually watched the whole thing. the first episode was nicer than I expected it to be(: so that's a good start I guess. shall watch the whole show^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, transformers on mon! can't wait^^ everyone's been talking about it so I expect it to be a really awesome movie^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ankle's twisted sighhhh. can't wait for it to get healed soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I shall start getting in shape tmr(: I dunno where I got this sudden determination from HAHAHA. but since my ankle's in that state, shall start by doing conditioning only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sigh, I'm feeling too emo-ish now so I'm gonna go emo in my room nowww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7296298325358444815?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7296298325358444815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7296298325358444815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7296298325358444815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7296298325358444815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-okay-blogging-randomly-cause-idk.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7548418430807638037</id><published>2011-06-14T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T03:15:10.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, haven't blogged in a long while. probably cause I've been using twitter to release my built-up stress. I think I should stop using twitter to do that though. since my friends follow me, it's not a good idea to let them know my other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, I've decided to quit twitter. and to make sure I do, I'm sticking back to blogging. where no one knows who the heck I am and will probably, never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can't even find my blog. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to no air now. I really love this song omg. it just makes me feel really nice and tingly inside, all the time. I'll never get sick of this song(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life isn't a bed of roses for me right now. and after days of getting pissed, crying, going nuts basically, I've finally come to peace with everything. I feel really relaxed now. like all of a sudden I don't feel anything anymore. no hatred, no resentment, no nothing. just peace^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a nice feeling. I wanna hold it as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, I'm not holding any grudge towards anyone or anything. I've decided to let things come as they come. I should stop getting worked up over matters. if they backstab me, they backstab me. nothing I can do about it. just to never trust them ever again. nothing really matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel emotionless. but if this is better for myself psychologically, then good for me. I don't want to lose my sanity now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden urge to watch person trinity soul. so random. but I rmb the whole story, so that's not really a good idea. gosh, Idk what I feel like doing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. shall go to sleep now anyway. it's getting really late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7548418430807638037?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7548418430807638037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7548418430807638037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7548418430807638037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7548418430807638037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-havent-blogged-in-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5427135021349430649</id><published>2011-05-25T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:36:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, my patience has been wearing thin lately. snapped at my mum this afternoon ): I feel bad cause like it's not her fault. very annoyed at some of my group members sia seriously. then everything I dunno I very stress sia. which is why the moment someone offends me nowadays my face will turn totally black:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like how life is now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least I'm still managing unlike jc. where I was being pulled along the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss jc though. I miss the times when friends are really friends. I don't like how in poly everyone is so.. fake. and so much for believing I won't get backstabbed. seems like it only applies to engineering. why is business so competitive. to the point that people have to do this to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore, what are you doing to the teenagers nowadays. what will our future turn out to be like? I don't want to be unable to trust people in the future ): that would be really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I'm like addicted to twitter now somehow. I use it like my sms like that hahaha. but I spam so much, I feel bad:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook is like there for friends who are not close sia. and I want someone to talk to me, like initiate. I like to talk to him. at this rate I might actually change the person I like hahaha. I'm so fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least that shows I'm really female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I doubt my gender hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5427135021349430649?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5427135021349430649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5427135021349430649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5427135021349430649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5427135021349430649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/05/sigh-my-patience-has-been-wearing-thin.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8424642658179716154</id><published>2011-05-23T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T04:26:03.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloz! haven't had time to post:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nothing much is up, just that I'm suddenly into kpop again. like I was bored, randomly went to update myself and got addicted once again xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, class politics. don't like it, but there's nothing much I can do ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason I'm up so late is cause like it's e-learning week this week^^ so I get to wake up later:D technically I'm also depriving myself of sleep, but oh wells, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wake up in like 4 and a half hours time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayz, shall sleep after one more video:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8424642658179716154?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8424642658179716154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8424642658179716154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8424642658179716154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8424642658179716154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/05/helloz-havent-had-time-to-post-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7874994531127284314</id><published>2011-05-13T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:44:45.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's been only like 3 or 4 weeks idk and so many things have happened. whyyyyy. it's good that some things happened but some should have never, sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I feel like everything is my fault. no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, I'm quitting archery. hahaha it's not cause my attention span very short kkkk. it's just that I really cannot handle the commitment:/ and other random factors. I was really pondering about it for a VERY VERY long time. like almost everyday since like 2 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha I'm posting at this hour cause I accidentally fell asleep and woke up like an hour ago. did some of my work and ate. guess I'll go to sleep after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, with my relationship problems. they just seem to keep piling uppppp, higher and higher, good job to everyone. everyone should deserve and osacar award for the way they are behaving now. and it's not like I can say this to their face, sian. and with someone, everything is just wrong man. Idk why this is happening to us, but it's just wrong. and the fact that we only do it when there's no one we know around, that's even more wrong. it feels like I have some super huge secret now. it's not like I can't tell ppl, it's the thing about ppl getting the wrong idea:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poly life is so hectic. well at least it's fun and easier to pass through. please don't ever make me regret leaving jc for poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, B1A4 has a cute guy with small eyes &lt;3 hahaha I seem to really like small eyes. I love eye candies, they just make my day so awesome(: everytime I'm down I think of my eye candies. superficial much hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crush has small eyes too(: he was an eye candy before I knew him:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7874994531127284314?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7874994531127284314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7874994531127284314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7874994531127284314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7874994531127284314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/05/bloggggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3201962038234565394</id><published>2011-05-03T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:36:05.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHIHIHIHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven't blogged in a super long time. counting that I used to blog everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, atm I'm like super tired la. but I'm still trying to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what reason I'm doing this? there's no reason actually. it's just weird to go to bed so early:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I should sleep soon la. I haven't had proper rest for more than one week. that's just.. wrong. and in less than 12hours time I have to be in school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, basically my last week has been really hectic. one hell of a mess. I went to school and then when the weekends came I thought I could finally rest. but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I had archery ): although it cut into my precious rest time, I don't regret going(: now I have a lot of awesome friends. that I don't get to see much cause like they are all at the engineering area ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. I look forward to fri(: I hope I'll get my rest this week. and archery officially starts on fri. oh dear, my scholarship interview is on fri too. and manfred's gig is on fri too. LOL. I have so many things to do on fri. pressure much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life has basically been hectic cause like everyone has love problems lol. yet for some unknown reason, I seem to be the one getting all the confessions. and then when things get out of hand, all the blame is put on me. like wow thanks I feel so great la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually that's solved already. not like I'm out of the picture. I'm still stuck in it, which I kinda hate but at the same time I want to be there too. sigh, I shouldn't be so contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, I don't mind helping ppl but wth I want to concentrate on my own one too can. while everyone else's is like going somewhere, I feel like mine is going nowhere and even more I feel like it's disappearing. sian diao. I'm annoyed but at the same time I don't give a heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today I'm actually in a bad mood. cause I'm tired and somebody was blaming me for sth I didn't do. I swore for the first time in a long time, and I meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about it anymore la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head's killing me, I'm just gonna go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3201962038234565394?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3201962038234565394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3201962038234565394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3201962038234565394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3201962038234565394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/05/hihihihihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7268904906975539695</id><published>2011-04-24T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T11:34:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I haven't blogged in awhile. like no time ah wth. now that school's pretty much going to start, I'm going to be very busy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, some updates on my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to join archery. a very random decision, but I like it. it's not as difficult as I thought, so yeah(: it's a very fun sport even though it doesn't look that way. you just have to make it fun yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, made a number of friends there. who are all my age! yes, I like ppl my age. talking to 93's are easier. Idk why, but it just seems like the case, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met my class too, majority are like one year younger. but I'll try to get along with them nonetheless. and uh, I've forgotten most of their names already. I'm really bad with names man. and there's just too many to rmb. why does poly have so many ppl ): that gives me a headache with names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class is pretty nice. but I can say they're like A LOT, like HELL LOT, better than my orientation group. my group was just like dao all the way, yay. form our own cliques, yay. my class is like full of crazy and high ppl (Y) and the usual few emo ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's pretty nice atm, but I'm sure it'll turn into sth else soon. lessons are going to start ): I'm gonna start reading my notes soon, by today I gotta read them. to get a scholarship, I guess I have to change my lifestyle of being lazy. studying, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope BMGT and MAEC will be nice to me and allow me to understand them easily(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7268904906975539695?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7268904906975539695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7268904906975539695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7268904906975539695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7268904906975539695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-i-havent-blogged-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5165202820593882152</id><published>2011-04-19T03:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T04:15:35.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>orientation yesterday was lousier than I imagined it to be. I practically WTH-ed throughout it. basically it was a boring day, which got me really mad, cause it wasn't well organised and all. I think the jc system is still better. I'm starting to have my doubts about not retaining. sigh, did I make the wrong choice ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tj ppl are a lot easier to talk to than np ppl. or maybe it's a jc poly thing. they have so much lingo that I never ever understand. don't really want to understand, so I gave up trying. jc ppl I miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my og is dead. seriously. and it's so freaking small, or tiny. 13 ppl sia wth. LAME SMALL. then the ppl all not high one, wtshit. other groups like million times more high. I'm deciding whether I should go to school damn high/crazy today, or I should give up entirely and be an attitude kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;np's full of attitude kids, seriously. even the SCs sia wth. np's system so lousy sia how they choose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I need to find another way to commute to school. 74's not going to make it. too crowded, so many ppl, can't even get on the bus ): WTH AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning my sorrows into hatred, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my long nails broke today. I couldn't bear to throw it, but decided to throw it anyway ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would give me a crash course on how to talk to poly ppl. I going to cmi already. and everyone is seriously like from a neighbourhood school. I haven't talked to anyone who's around cedar standard omg. I'm going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, I saw amirah today(: she's in archery. didn't see anyone else, but I think I saw 4N's monitor. I forgot what her name is LOL. and I saw samantha, my junior. then no more already, I think. wanted to see hanis and livia but I think like too many ppl already, chances of meeting so low lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having trouble sleeping actually. I'm dreading tmr but also looking forward to it. like tmr is games! and I intend to exercise, seriously. but I scared my group all like heck care. like that would be like super boring:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YESTERDAY I EXERCISED. in a sense. was like sprinting a number of times so that I could catch my bus. having to wait would be a pain so I just decided to run. and it's always fine running in shoes, no matter what shoes. as long as they're shoes. slippers fail, flats fail, scandals fail. I don't even need to mention heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this has been a long post. I hope today will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5165202820593882152?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5165202820593882152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5165202820593882152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5165202820593882152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5165202820593882152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/orientation-yesterday-was-lousier-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-309748608814838252</id><published>2011-04-17T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T04:18:40.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished arad senki!(: omgosh, that was a nice watch! since I felt like I haven't watched a super nice action anime in a very long time~ but anyway episodes 19-26 were really satisfying!:D and as usual I got a nostalgic feeling when it ended. it's like I always want more~ it's ambiguous as to whether there will be a next season. but I think most likely won't have ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to one part of the first op. the chorus tune is so nice. I just like it and I don't even know why! but it just gives me such a nice feel:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I influenced my sister to watch dream high lmao. she's super addicted. I can tell since she's still awake at this hour for the sake of watching it. and I keep wanting to tell her spoilers, heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't go out yesterday -_- didn't buy the shirts, didn't go for supper. sigh, I'm feeling really anxious now since I didn't get the shirts. what am I gonna wear to school omg. and I feel bad, since I was the one who cancelled supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that school starts tmr feels so.. unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I don't feel any anxiety and all. not nervous and all. until just. okay, I'm panicking at this moment. I can feel my heartbeat becoming really fast. and omg, I'm totally gonna have trouble sleeping the night before school starts. and I'm gonna end up going to school half asleep. like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda scared now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well anyway, I need to sleep soon. my body's clock is so not adjusted for school, sigh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-309748608814838252?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/309748608814838252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=309748608814838252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/309748608814838252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/309748608814838252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/finished-arad-senki-omgosh-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2712459447150750074</id><published>2011-04-16T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T03:03:55.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgosh! totally hooked to arad senki now! the main storyline has finally kicked in!:D but so slow lol, it only kicked in in episode 19 onwards. and it only has 26 episodes -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to become quite good now:D which makes me can't stop watching. and all the random episodes from before, aren't totally random episodes. they were actually introducing ppl who are impt in the later episodes!:O and there was a little something in each episode that developed the story a little further(: not bad! that's a creative move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WTH I DON'T KNOW WHAT I PRESSED WHICH MADE IT DELETE A LOT OF STUFF I JUST TYPED. and I don't rmb what I deleted. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, shall type what I'm thinking of atm. I probably need to go out today. to buy the shirts. I hope I can finally buy them, if not it's gonna be a pain in the neck to go shopping again. and at night I'm having supper with a pig. hahaha, it's been long since I've met her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's been long since I met a lot of ppl. nowadays I only still talk to a handful of ppl. that's quite sad. but it's hard to do anything about it since they're all busy and I don't want to disturb them. but oh wells, I probably won't be thinking about them as often anymore once school starts since all the distractions from there will be "entertaining" me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, I hope school doesn't turn out like how I imagine it to be. I just want to peacefully finish it. don't want any drama and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough drama the past year. too much than anyone should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live in peace from now on~ no one disturbing me, no one making trouble, no one pulling me into stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish arad senki but I guess I can't, since I need to sleep soon:/ well, at least that will be one thing to look forward to when I wake up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO LAZY. I DON'T WANNA GO SHOPPING ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a lot of kpop groups have made their comeback lately. now I can stop obsessively listening to 0330. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bang's stupid liar is so cute, the lyrics and all(: love song just makes my heart melt, kinda &lt;3 especially GD's voice. I was like smiling while watching the live version. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I keep rewatching 4minute's heart to heart cause the mv is so funny! and the guy in the mv is from cnblue(: he gave me a shock cause he didn't style his hair so he totally looked like a girl in the beginning:O and I think heart to heart sounds nicer than mirror mirror. mirror mirror sounds a little weird:/ like when the chorus comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I like rainbow's to me also. it's super catchy! and I actually kinda like how the car turned out in the end. so cool sia, rainbow car. since the guy doesn't want it, I don't mind having it heh heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, it's sad that until now I still can't really get used to my laptop's keyboard ): maybe I need to cut my nails. shall cut once lessons start(: orientation's next week! for 4 days(: hope it'll be fun. and I realise even though I have a class timetable, I don't know my class o.o do I even have one? hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2712459447150750074?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2712459447150750074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2712459447150750074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2712459447150750074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2712459447150750074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/omgosh-totally-hooked-to-arad-senki-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6522343581375750771</id><published>2011-04-15T04:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T04:28:47.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG HOW CAN THEY DO THIS TO ME! THEY CHANGED MY TIMETABLE. THIS IS DEPRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have class on wed ): for lame stuff. and at year 1 we're kinda forced to do sports. LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME. hahaha, but I'll do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NAIL IS BREAKING OMG WTSHIT. IT'S BREAKING AFTER 5 MONTHS. THAT'S TELLING ME THE FACT THAT SCHOOL STARTING IS A BAD THING, A BAD BAD THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ON CAPS LOCK. I REALISED I'M ROUGHLY SPAMMING IN CAPS SO YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I DON'T WANT SCHOOL )))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TRIED TO BUY MAROON/DARK RED SHIRTS TODAY BUT VERY HARD TO FIND AHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ENDED UP BUYING SCHOES, SHORTS, PANTS AND ONE RED SHIRT. SIAN AH. ULTIMATE SIAN. YESTERDAY WAS A SUAY DAY. APRIL 14. I'LL HATE THIS DAY FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, GONNA GO SLEEP NOW. BUT I NEED TO CALM DOWN FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6522343581375750771?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6522343581375750771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6522343581375750771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6522343581375750771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6522343581375750771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/omg-how-can-they-do-this-to-me-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8875089492299107543</id><published>2011-04-14T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T02:03:13.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a really weird mood. I feel this need to cry. not the wailing kind, but the soft sad crying. I don't know why I want to cry, I can't express the way I feel, but I'm not really sad. I'm not touched. but tears keep welling up in my eyes and then they fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt like this before. have I reached a new understanding of the human heart? I don't know. I can't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is life just an illusion? is the world an illusion? what is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8875089492299107543?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8875089492299107543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8875089492299107543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8875089492299107543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8875089492299107543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-in-really-weird-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8509075806371955939</id><published>2011-04-13T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:57:59.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah, I realise I've been posting like mad lately lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably cut down soon since school's gonna start and time's gonna start passing me by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watch arad senki. it's super retarded. every episode has it's dose of action and comedy, but it's like random episodes. they don't really focus on the main storyline. but I guess since it's produced by gonzo, there's nothing great about it. gonzo just fails in many ways. I'm looking for sth light to watch so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I attempted to apply for scholarship today but ended up freaking out. so my mum told me to get my dad to help me. good call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, I'm determined to sleep a lot earlier today so my body clock can adjust back. before I sleep I'll probably read a book(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope the book doesn't stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of new books though &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I'll probably shut down once I'm done blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I need to get maroon shirts and shorts and shoes. by this week. I wonder when's a good time to get them. I'm a little lazy but I guess I gotta do what I gotta do. I should probably settle it before the weekend where there will be a huge crowd. which means, either today, tomorrow or friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should I go today? or tomorrow? friday sounds a little last min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8509075806371955939?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8509075806371955939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8509075806371955939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8509075806371955939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8509075806371955939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/wah-i-realise-ive-been-posting-like-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3940152243715944514</id><published>2011-04-12T03:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:46:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gehh, just awhile ago I was in a hell lot of pain. stomachache ): but I'm feeling a lot better now after going to the toilet. such an untimely arrival. I wanted to go to sleep too. but I'm now stuck waiting for csi, so I decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I managed to go to the library. borrowed like 5 books. I wonder if I'll even read them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I saw my junior talking about her timetable on fb, and she's from np too, so I kinda guessed that the timetable should be out and decided to check. I have no idea what those classes are, but anyway, my timetable looks pretty nice:D a lot nicer than jc ever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my timetable, I have wed off:DD and on 2 days I only have half day. the other 2 days are 7 hours long but still awesome! 7hours is the longest!:DD plus after every long day I kinda have a break. omg my timetable is just the ultimate awesome. I just hope they don't make changes to it since it's still subject to changes. hahaha, when my timetable is confirmed I shall upload it on fb so that everyone will be jealous, heh. I feel evil, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my good news of the day(: I just hope I get awesome teachers. and uh, orientation will go smoothly and all. and my scholarship, geh. I'm afraid to not be able to get it ): it seems cca's quite impt and I kinda slacked my way through it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossing my fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3940152243715944514?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3940152243715944514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3940152243715944514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3940152243715944514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3940152243715944514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/gehh-just-awhile-ago-i-was-in-hell-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2197299415297255795</id><published>2011-04-11T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:53:24.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now that I've finished yi tian tu long ji, I'm at a loss of what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch another wuxia show, but then like no time ): I can tell since my senior has already msged me about orientation, geh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to go to the library but I feel like there's sth I need to do first. and now I need to find out what is it I need to do -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having egg tart for "breakfast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egg tart ah egg tart, tell me what I should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2197299415297255795?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2197299415297255795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2197299415297255795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2197299415297255795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2197299415297255795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-that-ive-finished-yi-tian-tu-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6688356007832104869</id><published>2011-04-11T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T04:00:29.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished itttttttttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, the last episode was a bit retarded. and I think it didn't end very properly. like got some things that they didn't wrap up well:/ but oh wells, I'm not a critic so I'm not gonna pick on the small details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a good watch though(: wuxia shows are the best:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna go sleep at a really late hour again -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6688356007832104869?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6688356007832104869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6688356007832104869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6688356007832104869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6688356007832104869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/finished-itttttttttttttttt-ahh-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2665737943015849258</id><published>2011-04-11T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:36:52.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished episode 39 of yi tian tu long ji.. one more ep to go. now that it's ending I feel kinda sad ): will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as I watch time pass me by, I feel like I have so many things I want to do, yet I do not have the time to accomplish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that after the earthquake struck japan, anime and manga would take a longer time to come out, but it's still coming out at the same pace. which just leaves me more and more things I need to catch up on. all the anime and manga. sigh, I definitely won't be able to read or watch them all before school starts :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still want to go to the library to borrow books to read. all the more I won't have the time. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time I started waking up earlier and sleeping less so I can get things done. at the rate I'm going now, it's going to be hard to adjust back to the school life. sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an old man, sighing about everything ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm quite determined to go to the library today, when I wake up. I just hope I don't become lazy again at the last moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days till the release of my daily school life timetable ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days till my daily life is changed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2665737943015849258?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2665737943015849258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2665737943015849258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2665737943015849258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2665737943015849258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/finished-episode-39-of-yi-tian-tu-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8071315314120168198</id><published>2011-04-10T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:40:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like saying something to a particular friend, but if I say it he's just gonna get mad. and I really want to say it, so I'm gonna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that I don't see the point in him posting all those statuses on fb. like if you're angry or annoyed at yourself for being useless or whatever, obviously ppl are going to tell you to chill. and then, you get mad at them for saying that. like what's the point man. if you don't want ppl to interfere with you about these things, then don't put it on fb and nobody will know. that's why I don't understand what's going on in your head. is it your pride and all? that you study like crazy and in the end you don't get the results you want? I mean like, it's okay to think you're better than average, and working hard isn't wrong, but you gotta admit that there are plenty of ppl out there who are born with better brains than you are and they work equally hard too, just that they might not show it. they have their pride too. and to make yourself feel better you post stuff on fb so ppl tell you you're not as bad as you think you are. I pity you for the way you're behaving. like you have no backbone. but maybe you're just too stressed out. I can't blame you for that. I just want you to know that there are ppl who care for you, and if you just keep pushing them away, one day they're just gonna give up on you because they can't do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm done ranting. he doesn't know I have a blog so he probably won't read this and it's better that way. I can only hope he tries to change himself for the better. it's kinda sad to see him walk down the road to self-destruction and not able to pull him out of it. and well, I don't think anybody can. he has to do it himself. and honestly, relationships aren't everything. I don't know why he has to put himself through all this heartbreak and all. if you break, you break. end of story. I know I sound heartless, but it's the truth. there's nothing more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gehh. this is such a long post of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I hate blogwalkers. when I rmb my password for my tagboard thingy, I'm gonna block all the blogwalkers. they're so annoying. or maybe I should entirely make my blog private. but that's such a pain in the ass to do and I dunno how to do it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is becoming a habit. sigh, that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister walked past me just now and went like 'omg you have a blog?!' slow much. I told her awhile ago, seems like she wasn't listening when I was talking lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now that I'm done ranting, I guess I'll go back to do my daily stuff and try not to look at my fb homepage for awhile. it's totally spammed by his statuses that's why I totally lost my cool and needed to rant. if I was thinking slightly illogically, I would have already commented on his statuses with all this crap. but that's just gonna kill our friendship and all. and it's not like saying all this will make him change, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope you see your mistakes soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8071315314120168198?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8071315314120168198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8071315314120168198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8071315314120168198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8071315314120168198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-feel-like-saying-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6405014089681873615</id><published>2011-04-10T04:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:03:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost going to finish yi tian tu long ji!:DD another 6 episodes more to go I think(: I've come a long way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, totally didn't expect to still be awake at this hour. I aimed to sleep at 2plus sia. then I couldn't help it and decided to watch one more episode. and then after that I was going to level up in csi so I decided to wait till I did and then it took longer than I expected:/ and then, just when I thought I was finally done, I forgot to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad if I don't update for too long since I've been updating it lately.  not that anyone reads it. it's just that in the future when I want to know how I used to be at certain moments, I can always come here to read(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wells, I got a B for pw. surprisingly, a lot of my good friends (before jc) got B too. hahaha guess we really cmi for op. and the person I wanted to do really badly got a C. arghhhhhh. it just makes all the ppl who got B look bad ): I can't believe they counted her in for wr and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least it doesn't matter to me. just went to know for fun. and congratulate my friends, who mostly got A!:D met a lot of ppl the day before:DD and my feet still hurt from the high heels ): shall not go anywhere for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to the library actually. had a random urge to go there. but I didn't know what to do if I went, so in the end I didn't go. until now I still have the urge, but what to do there? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I'm being random cause I'm really sleepy. like I slept at 11plus the day before. BIG BIG DIFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wind keeps blowing into my eyes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a number of teachers too. they're all big jokers hahaha. it's nice going back once in a while. I'm just scared of the security guards. but mr heng told me it's fine to just come back hahaha. totally heck care the security guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gehhh, nothing else to say, 'cept that school's starting soon. it's so depressing hearing the 'school' word. everyone asked me how's school and I was just like 'errrrrrrrrrrrr. school hasn't started. lol.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I DIDN'T GET A CERT &gt;:( mr tan says I'm probably get one later on. but it'll look quite funny hahaha. an A level cert with only one subject, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to release of timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 more days to the start of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to download the softwares soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I haven't installed one only though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6405014089681873615?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6405014089681873615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6405014089681873615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6405014089681873615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6405014089681873615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-going-to-finish-yi-tian-tu-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6622368502314774412</id><published>2011-04-07T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T02:11:43.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I'm becoming very no life again. for the millionth time lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I heard the pw results will be released on fri(: finally have a chance to go back to visit tj. I kinda miss the ppl there &gt;.&lt; I wonder what grade I'll get hahaha. I hope someone gets a U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like she has done anything to me, but hurt my friend and manage to continue cause her mother helped her. no seriously, she hasn't done me any wrong. but I sure hope she screws her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'll probably get a B or C. not that it matters to me anymore since I'm out of the jc syllabus. I just want the cert so I can feel like I've actually achieved something last year. that I didn't just waste my whole life there. proof that I've actually done something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I'm currently debating what to wear on fri. I would like to wear my uniform to go in, but my uniform has already been thrown away, or sold. I don't really know what they did to it but well, I just know I don't have it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little sad how I don't have my jc uniform anymore but my secondary school uniform is still there. ahh ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon. in less than 2 weeks. I can't believe my 5 months just passed like that. I've been at home for almost half a year. might actually be difficult to get used to school life again :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get a countdown timer for my blog. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6622368502314774412?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6622368502314774412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6622368502314774412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6622368502314774412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6622368502314774412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-feel-that-im-becoming-very-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7769931278391440372</id><published>2011-04-06T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T01:58:58.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow I think kpop's becoming very lovesick. so many lovesick songs. but I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super addicted to 0330 &gt;.&lt; I wanted to cry when I saw the mv. so sad ): I want to brush dongho's hairrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 12 more days ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I wear? sigh, I need to ask ppl for some advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7769931278391440372?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7769931278391440372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7769931278391440372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7769931278391440372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7769931278391440372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/somehow-i-think-kpops-becoming-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2716488866657132235</id><published>2011-04-05T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:00:55.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, it's so early and I'm feeling sleepy. I think it's cause the show I'm watching isn't as nice as I thought it would be so it's boring me a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are some parts where I can't help it so I burst out into laughter. like it's so unbelievable. and the first time deng chao appeared, he was like tarzan omg. swinging from tree to tree. and his best friend has been a monkey, for FIVE YEARS. I admire the script writer for being so creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lol he only started to appear in episode 11. slow much. the front part too many extra things already. at the rate it's going, it's either going to be a very long show, or it's going to be short cause they rushed the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the girl acting as zhou zhiruo like not even pretty omg. the young zhou zhiruo looks so much better -_- I think all the kids looked so much better LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually the cast not very good looking sia. quite disappointing since it's like the 2009 version. I think the 2003 version had a better looking cast but the effects can't be compared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh, at this rate I don't know if I'll be able to finish watching it. either I'll run out of time or I won't be able to sit through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more days ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to the release of class timetable ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPRESSING. sigh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2716488866657132235?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2716488866657132235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2716488866657132235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2716488866657132235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2716488866657132235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/sigh-its-so-early-and-im-feeling-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6587785995786303496</id><published>2011-04-05T04:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:59:34.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and I just realised you can't see the name of the person who posts on my tagboard when the background is black. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, who cares anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6587785995786303496?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6587785995786303496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6587785995786303496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6587785995786303496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6587785995786303496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-i-just-realised-you-cant-see-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1681346554968168475</id><published>2011-04-05T04:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:56:36.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, I have no idea why I'm still awake at this hour. I should like totally be sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching yi tian tu long ji now. the 2009 version. I watched for the sake of an yi xuan and deng chao and until now NEITHER HAS APPEARED WTH! and I'm at episode 9! omg why is the front part so long -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I think deng chao looks better with white hair than black. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to kpop for like the millionth time. hahaha. I can't get enough of all the new songs. I think kpop's getting better and better:D super like cnblue's intuition. they all look so badass &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the new song from u-kiss too, 0330. but I realise everytime I watch them my eyes only focus on dongho hahaha. and he's younger than me omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but more than ever, I can't get over bigbang omg. totally addicted to all the songs in their mini album. especially cafe &lt;3 and I didn't know that GD is the leader, till today. omgosh. GD &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh, I totally sound like I'm fan-girling omg. I'm NOT. I don't squeal. I just appreciate people to a larger extent(: hahaha. okay gonna go sleep now. I just hope I don't wake up in the evening -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1681346554968168475?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1681346554968168475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1681346554968168475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1681346554968168475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1681346554968168475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/argh-i-have-no-idea-why-im-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2576823381817658149</id><published>2011-04-02T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:45:18.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay I just felt a random need to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally don't understand some ppl. why do their lives revolve around other ppl? it's so dumb. like everything that matters is how many ppl like them, how many friends they have, how their friends don't like the same ppl they dislike. it's so immature seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I used to be like that. which depresses me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least I've outgrown that. some ppl should learn to grow up. come on, we're already almost legal. get a life, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2576823381817658149?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2576823381817658149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2576823381817658149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2576823381817658149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2576823381817658149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-i-just-felt-random-need-to-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5833906661048244247</id><published>2011-04-02T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:27:20.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, it's saturday and I'm stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to stop by aj for a while. but my freaking toe is still injured. but it feels like it's better than it was yesterday, at least(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie spree. hahaha. I can't believe I missed out on so many movies! so now's my chance to catch up:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished race to witch mountain. it would have been nicer if I found it in HD, the effects weren't as nice since it was a little blurry. but hey, the guy's cute and the girl's kinda pretty so I'm not complaining(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who knew the rock could act! I think he's so much better acting in movies than wrestling. but maybe that's cause I can't appreciate wrestling:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want school to start &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was just saying the total opposite like a while ago, but now that I've found something to do, I kinda don't want school to start. or at least, lemme finish my movie spree first! and after that, I kinda gotta catch up on my animes. I like haven't watched a lot of them in a very long time so I'm behind like about 50 episodes omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's more than one anime that I'm lagging behind. sigh, I hope I can finish all of them before school! and plus, I'm still playing my games and all. so many things to do, so little time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, screw neopets. the only reason I'm still playing is cause like I'm spending neopoints like mad. it's the thrill of spending so much "money" and no need to care about the consequences. although, I'm seriously running low now. which probably means I'm gonna quit neopets soon. good for me hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating if I should watch 17 again. it's like a super cliche chick flick. and some more got zac efron lol. don't really know if I can sit through the whole movie looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go watch the blockbusters first. totally. okay, 17 again, bottom of the list heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5833906661048244247?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5833906661048244247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5833906661048244247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5833906661048244247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5833906661048244247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/sigh-its-saturday-and-im-stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2640401952740520179</id><published>2011-04-02T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T03:30:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg it's 3plus in the morning. need to go to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to watch the movies I wanted to watch ): maybe must wait a little longer so that clearer versions will be out. so I decided to start watching 2009 movies instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished he's just not that into you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a chick flick. and the ending was pretty touching. cried a little when the guy proposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm super super annoyed cause I injured my toe WHILE KICKING MY SISTER. WTH. her leg isn't even pain anymore and my toe is like wtshit. I totally can't bend it so I cannot freaking walk properly. damn pissed ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I didn't break anything and it'll be fine tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, I really want to say something to somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, why do you even bother to talk to me, when you don't even want to? like wtshit. seriously. I'm damn mad. I've been mad for more than a year and I wish you would just disappear from my life, seriously. that's why I've been avoiding you. so stop giving me this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahhhh, now that's off my chest, I feel a lot better. shall go to sleep soon, since I feel all relieved now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2640401952740520179?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2640401952740520179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2640401952740520179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2640401952740520179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2640401952740520179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/omg-its-3plus-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-177005128286818889</id><published>2011-04-01T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:34:49.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND UH, HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-177005128286818889?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/177005128286818889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=177005128286818889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/177005128286818889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/177005128286818889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-uh-happy-april-fools-dayd.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-926036358356437935</id><published>2011-04-01T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:33:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sorcerer's apprentice is nice:D cliche storyline and all but nice effects and action. but the humour was disappointing. I thought there would be more :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of watching the last airbender next. just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need to rmb to watch I am number four. totally wanted to watch it in the cinemas but I missed it by a few days ): there were places airing it but too far away sigh. but oh wells, at least I have a reliable site to watch my movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching movies is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, that only applies if you choose the right movies. more towards the genres I prefer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg so sleepy now. and it doesn't help that my eyelid's swollen. pain pain go away, please ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm falling asleep. this is a weird time to blog too LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-926036358356437935?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/926036358356437935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=926036358356437935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/926036358356437935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/926036358356437935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorcerers-apprentice-is-niced-cliche.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1136419697352520444</id><published>2011-03-31T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T22:32:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished watching prince of persia(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie sprees are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't manage to rewatch percy jackson though. but I roughly rmb the storyline so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister says that I'm like my dad, suddenly going on a movie spree. but I said that I'm different hahaha. I watch things online for free. he randomly buys movies to watch lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I learned how to use skype today. pretty fun. was like talking to my mother for half an hour. and she was like complaining why I never use video call. it's so weird to just see myself and not the other person :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want photo booth ): why only mac have sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm gonna go back to my movie spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my tagboard's being spammed by stupid things. and nobody writes on it. shall delete it soon, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'M ACTUALLY MAINTAINING MY BLOG. WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1136419697352520444?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1136419697352520444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1136419697352520444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1136419697352520444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1136419697352520444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-finished-watching-prince-of-persia.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-252820541971921744</id><published>2011-03-30T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:22:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooooooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday. and it was like deserted. super surprised. hahaha, and then my mum reminded me poly having holiday now LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with myself yesterday after collecting the stuff(: the headset doesn't stay on my head, disappointing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was quite fun:D went to watch 2 movies, diary of a wimpy kid and sucker punch. diary of a wimpy kid was nicer than I thought and sucker punch just had a weird storyline, but the girl was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I kinda went on a shopping spree. didn't buy a lot but spent a lot of money ): I spent like 56 sigh. there goes my pay. and I still haven't bought the heels and shorts. I'm going to need a lot of shorts. and I only have one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go shopping again some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm waiting for the pw results to come out. there's a rumour that it's coming out this fri but nothing's confirmed sigh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I gotta book an appointment to go to school again to install the softwares. damn sian since I just went only. and ppl kept staring at me yesterday when I went ): so scary ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I just decided I'm gonna go on a movie marathon. just finished watching the tooth fairy. gonna watch percy jackson and the lightning thief next, most likely. watched it before, the guy's really cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the fb games is on maintenance. quoting my sister, "what the hell do you have to maintain?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick of neopets ): it's just the thrill of earning neopoints and then spending them like free later on. I feel damn lame. oh wells, it was fun while it lasted(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, the link for the movie isn't working. gonna go try other links.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-252820541971921744?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/252820541971921744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=252820541971921744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/252820541971921744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/252820541971921744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/sooooooooooo-i-went-to-school-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3484483490458215318</id><published>2011-03-27T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T01:06:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when I read blogs that are full of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I read blogs that only say positive stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, I hate blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLLLLLL. so tired sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today in like high high heels. now my feel hurt &gt;.&lt; but like very fun to wear:D too bad we were shopping today. I BOUGHT A BAG :O was planning to buy a sling bag but ended up buying sth else. but can sling also:D I like the colour. and it's so soft &lt;33 but my mum said it's heavy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impulsive buying sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's making weird noises ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEH I'M SO BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go back to play neopets. I have no life, seriously ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY POLY SO SLACK! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3484483490458215318?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3484483490458215318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3484483490458215318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3484483490458215318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3484483490458215318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-it-when-i-read-blogs-that-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-9006752304528612527</id><published>2011-03-23T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:32:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighhhhhhhhhhhh, life is so boring ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of looking for new jobs but I can't seem to send out my resume. apparently nobody in the house has microsoft word -_- the only laptop that has it is like dying. I just tried to use it but it just died on me for like probably the millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG LOLLLL MY SISTER JUST NOTICED THAT SHE HAS MICROSOFT WORD. good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay once I feel like it I'm gonna go send my resume. which means I gotta start waking up at normal hours ): sian, I'll send it tmr instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep. but I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna grab some food. food food food &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-9006752304528612527?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/9006752304528612527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=9006752304528612527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/9006752304528612527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/9006752304528612527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/sighhhhhhhhhhhh-life-is-so-boring-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5059365160472240083</id><published>2011-03-19T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:57:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you probably didn't change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I used to be like that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG MY SISTER IS WATCHING HELLO BABY SO LOUDLY. the baby's too cute omg, he just keeps shouting &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching some anime. it's retarded, funny and has a lil bit of action(: the sad thing is that I can't seem to find any spoilers for it. guess I'll have to watch it to find out the mystery behind some ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5059365160472240083?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5059365160472240083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5059365160472240083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5059365160472240083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5059365160472240083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-probably-didnt-change-but-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1229078460140837401</id><published>2011-03-17T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:19:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder what a blog is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird how a blog is supposed to be used to write things that you feel but you usually don't say and now everyone is just using it to write whatever. things that don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other cases, blogs are used to express what we feel but don't want ppl to know. if that is so, then isn't it funny why there are ppl out there who want a lot of ppl to read their blogs? isn't it like exposing yourself to the world. then the blog turns into sth else. where you can only write things that you want to let ppl know. hasn't the blog lost its purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm just randomly ranting cause I feel that the way some ppl use their blogs is just.. not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how do friendships turn sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the point that you don't have anything you want to tell them, and there's nothing you want to know about them. till the point where you feel like you're talking to an utter stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1229078460140837401?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1229078460140837401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1229078460140837401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1229078460140837401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1229078460140837401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wonder-what-blog-is-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7529697094723313570</id><published>2011-03-17T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:56:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do some ppl just not have guts. I wish they would just die. I'm in a bad mood now ): my sadistic tendencies are coming out. watching gory stuff. when I see ppl / undead dying, I feel so satisfied. ahh. die die die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long more can I hold on to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highschool of the dead &lt;3 nice, gory anime &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7529697094723313570?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7529697094723313570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7529697094723313570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7529697094723313570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7529697094723313570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-do-some-ppl-just-not-have-guts.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-4175577667559451647</id><published>2011-03-16T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T17:45:39.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm annoyed. I'm bored. there's absolutely nothing I want to do. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm pissed at some ppl. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish some ppl will grow some brains soon, since they need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want school to start, at least there will be sth to take my mind off useless things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-4175577667559451647?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/4175577667559451647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=4175577667559451647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4175577667559451647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4175577667559451647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5346542503074015522</id><published>2011-02-17T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:55:58.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I'm backkkkkkkkkkkkk(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was working as cisco for a while and now I'm back to being jobless. I wonder when I'll get my pay. it's quite a lot counted that I only worked for 9 days. and even after deducting the CPF thing, it's still quite a lot:D I didn't know I earned that much until I counted, yesterday :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, so since I'm jobless, it's back to the games. AWESOME:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I played so fast I finished too many and now I'm bored ): and today for idk what reason, monster world refuses to load. so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, finished like 2 of my psp games ): like really finished liao. I have done everything I can in those games and now they're like boring -_- maybe I should go find a new job. mum's nagging about it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY. I'm addicted to dj max now o.o I think some of the songs are really like super nice. a totally different genre from what I've been listening to lately. BUT IT'S NICE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGAWD MY PHONE'S DYING. time to charge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IMMA GO PLAY DJ MAX NOW xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5346542503074015522?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5346542503074015522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5346542503074015522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5346542503074015522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5346542503074015522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-im-backkkkkkkkkkkkk-was-working-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1652587850653324591</id><published>2011-01-23T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:15:20.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>playing cafe world atm. blogging since I'm bored waiting for the stupid stuff to cook :/ and sadly it's making my comp lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, I think I should cut my nails soon. the nail polish is coming off and it's getting kinda long. I think my nails have turned yellow ): shall cut the yellow part off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the posting results will come soon. I want to confirm the school I'll be in. even though everyone tells me confirm will get in np, I'm still feeling insecure &gt;&lt; 4 more days I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch fate stay night but stupid cafe world every few mins need my attention, like cannot watch properly only ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tagboard is useless. maybe I should dispose of it. nobody reads my blog. and even if ppl I know happened to stumble across it, nobody would know it's mine. AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THE CAFE WORLD PPL WALK LIKE SNAILS -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should go play another game to waste my time. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;too much time to spare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm a contradiction to ppl who have too many things to do and too little time. aww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1652587850653324591?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1652587850653324591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1652587850653324591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1652587850653324591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1652587850653324591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-cafe-world-atm.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8001313945726643294</id><published>2011-01-22T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:27:35.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just remembered something retardedly funny LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a review for a particular anime that was about incest for the fun of it. then the guy was comparing it to another anime that was also incest. then he was like "the main guy is another guy who just doesn't know how to lock his door" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. and Idk what to do. got internet but don't feel like doing anything :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm in a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8001313945726643294?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8001313945726643294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8001313945726643294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8001313945726643294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8001313945726643294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-just-remembered-something-retardedly.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7503031827292889798</id><published>2011-01-22T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:21:35.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;listen. and respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you leave her hanging she knows not what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will come to nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7503031827292889798?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7503031827292889798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7503031827292889798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7503031827292889798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7503031827292889798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/listen.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8582931847043837800</id><published>2011-01-22T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:14:23.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and that was all that her life was worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very emo atm ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I watch the show too sad already. the first season got happy ending then the second like all the sad stuff only sigh. cause the girl die already then cannot change anything also ): depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my mother isn't sleeping :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's go green day:D gonna go crash when they are collecting newspapers. wonder if I'll be able to wake up on time. don't think I'm gonna sleep that early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;her memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8582931847043837800?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8582931847043837800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8582931847043837800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8582931847043837800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8582931847043837800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-that-was-all-that-her-life-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1242657770206152546</id><published>2011-01-21T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T16:59:09.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY SETTLED MY BLOG TEMPLATE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think my tagboard like damn chio only hahaha. purposely chose a super contrasting colour:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1242657770206152546?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1242657770206152546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1242657770206152546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1242657770206152546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1242657770206152546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/finally-settled-my-blog-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6598278802282435159</id><published>2011-01-21T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:10:44.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in the best of my moods these past few days. don't feel like talking to anyone but feel like saying some stuff to some ppl only. Idk what's with the sudden mood swing. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's about time I change my template. I tried to change it previously but I just couldn't get the song thing to work and it was just playing some song I wasn't exactly addicted to but still nice. okay since I have more time lately maybe I should go change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lazy rotting pig too lazy to find a job &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm addicted to over you by daughtry. can't get enough of the song. Idk why no matter how many times I listen to it it just gives me such an awesome feel &lt;3 like awesome only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. just heard somebody got plastic surgery. good job man good job. and now she can't be recognised. well, not like I care but I'm damn scared one day she'll come up to me and freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I just don't understand what you're thinking anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;italics is fun(: well anyway, saw that line in a show yesterday and I feel that I kinda wanna say it to someone. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Because she learned about happiness, she feels lonely for the first time. And because she knows unhappiness, she understands happiness for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this in the same show and it felt oh so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6598278802282435159?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6598278802282435159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6598278802282435159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6598278802282435159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6598278802282435159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-in-best-of-my-moods-these-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1502567213029239767</id><published>2010-12-17T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:33:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I'm back again lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually sick atm ): sigh. stupid flu and cough. can't bring myself to do much lately :/ and it seems like I haven't been accepted for any job, which is good news since I can't work even if I'm accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to this show lately. Bloody Monday. it's actually really nice :D and well the title sounds a bit gruesome so it's actually a little bloody here and there but it's not scary so yeah. I tried making my sis watch but she refuses to. irritating. but hahaha I also watch mainly for the main guy. he's damn cute! :D and the main evil guy like also quite cute hahaha. but everytime it load so slow I also sian ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shitz I'm feeling damn hungry now. just woke up like minutes ago and I have a craving for roti prata. sigh, should have woken up earlier. what should I eat~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1502567213029239767?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1502567213029239767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1502567213029239767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1502567213029239767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1502567213029239767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-im-back-again-lol-im-actually-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-1059621734743663647</id><published>2010-12-14T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:49:56.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I'm here to revive my ultra dead blog. aww.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO BLOG I AM BACK :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, lately life is just sad ): which is a good time to revive my blog hahaha. can post emo stuff here LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yesterday I happily thought I was finally gonna get a job. then today the agency calls and tells me I have to work night shift if I go. and night shift is like until 10 at MBS. freaking far from my house only. if only I had morning shift :/ it'd be so cool to work at MBS. like big only:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore I am back to waitingggg. rottingggg. hurry up and call me with an offer. tyvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm gonna officially withdraw soon. like drag so long already actually I still havent withdraw yet. funny only, then the school still sending email to me lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY ROTTING TO ME(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-1059621734743663647?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/1059621734743663647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=1059621734743663647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1059621734743663647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/1059621734743663647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-im-here-to-revive-my-ultra-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2358654833741758818</id><published>2010-05-03T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T02:59:39.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN. I just cried like mad wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID MOVIE D: SO FREAKING DEPRESSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't they write a happy ending D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not realistic, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIX. and now I'm stuck in depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKY OF LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a good movie larhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after you cry like mad you'll be damn annoyed cause there's no happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want happy endings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay from now on I shall strive to watch shows with happy endings only(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I know the endings T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TA-DAH! wiki to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel helplessly lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have to wake up in like 5hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all for the sake of gpp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! I HATE PW I HATE PW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking deprives me from having a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deprives quite a number of ppl from a lot of things actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE SINKING:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a sadist wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the last day of the long weekend break D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. and I wanted to watch liar game 2 too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like there's no more time D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try next weekend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I managed to finish the first season! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main guy is so freaking smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want his brain sia T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I want them to end up together, even though I know the show's not romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking depressed once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, the EXTREMELY depressed person shall now go to sleep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before she becomes EXTREMELY deprived of sleep later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2358654833741758818?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2358654833741758818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2358654833741758818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2358654833741758818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2358654833741758818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7672970588677179878</id><published>2010-04-26T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:25:35.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM DYING CAUSE OF PI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm like trying to be a good kid and finish my pi now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm failing at it like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PI SUCKS D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can just see how freaking relieved I will be once it's gone from my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my pw will be freaking screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I can get a B it's already a miracle sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. I'm like making no progress at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just becoming more and more irritated nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm hoping listening to music will calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got my sickening physics test to study for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC life is so sickening omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depression once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating if I should procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do it tmr instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high chance I will cause I'm so sickeningly tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to attempt my pi now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7672970588677179878?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7672970588677179878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7672970588677179878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7672970588677179878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7672970588677179878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-dying-cause-of-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8938468388228164675</id><published>2010-04-22T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:40:11.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha my last blog post. SUPER LONG AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was still on very good terms with my OG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we've split up already D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's with their own classes. but can't blame anyone larhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my og quite a bit though D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I'm happily bonding with my team mates(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer is da lovexD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly the seniors won't be training anymore with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss them, their crazy random high moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe the sick pervertic stuff they say(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love running after balls; but not the one you're thinking of(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, I've been so sick minded lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my classmates are getting polluted thanks to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cancel classmates. JUST THE GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys are pervertic. freaking taught me how to say masturbate in 3 lanuguages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wank, pcc(hokkien), da fei ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always HONESTLY thought talking sick was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL I REALISED THE THINGS GUYS CAN SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix, but that's the fun part about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing stupid things during lame tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like maths. hahaha. MR NEO FREAKING LOOKS LIKE THE GUY IN DORAEMON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAx]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. PI D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO AWAY GO AWAY GO AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and WHOOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I live in a delusional world(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8938468388228164675?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8938468388228164675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8938468388228164675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8938468388228164675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8938468388228164675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/04/hahaha-my-last-blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7286250409879589234</id><published>2010-02-14T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:40:01.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently I haven't blogged in a long while(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my poor blog has been deserted for a long while D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just twisted my ankle on thurs D: in front of half my og.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's quite embarrassing T.T cause no one normally falls down like that&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote: "I dunno how she fall one. she just suddenly went down in front of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly suspect I was talking to someone and didn't see the steps properly T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I can't rmb what happened too&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought I was fine then I kept complaining that I wanted to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when they FINALLY let me walk, I couldn't even stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO FREAKING SHOCKED LARHHS WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS HURT SO BADLY T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some guy went "you don't be so stubborn can anot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS &gt;//&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time I was scolded stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I was stubborn until then. HONESTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess he really opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he suggested someone piggyback me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know, I thought usually that was done by the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the one who carried me was a girl o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH, I did feel a lot more secure that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I swallowed back my words HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd shoot anyone who tried to carry me but I let them anyway T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for suan ching for making her carry me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for those ppl who were late for their pdps cause of me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS NEXT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall treat them to drinks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall go sleep now!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG day tmr in malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me fellas!xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7286250409879589234?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7286250409879589234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7286250409879589234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7286250409879589234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7286250409879589234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2010/02/apparently-i-havent-blogged-in-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-4423490373200116724</id><published>2009-12-11T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:15:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because I am oh so ultra bo liao today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's mainly cause fb is hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHO CARES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. I just woke up not long ago thanks to my mum and my aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE SUPER NOISY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently my cousin's back from jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I SAW HIM JUST NOW xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my flu and cough worsened D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know till I started talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BARELY any sound came out D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTSHIT. THIS IS DAMN CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I said sth about I can teach him MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE LIAO DIE LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TEACH ANYONE ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A LAZY PIG&gt;.&lt; LEMME SLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so lately I haven't watched any anime D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES THAT IS THE SAD TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. been watching TAIWAN DRAMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I got nothing better to watch D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one is more COMEDY than DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it hasn't killed me YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna WATCH SUPERNATURAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't dare watch ALONE D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn lousy larhhs T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still being haunted by the bloody mary ep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL. going escape next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my cousin cause HE WANTS TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JUST ACCOMPANYING HIM. LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think sunday's cancelled D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA ULTRA SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL cmi. and sat O and S also cmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually sat I also cmi larhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADMINTON xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait xD hopefully my cough gets better by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT I'LL HAVE A HARD TIME PLAYING D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when the next outing's gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mon I going for dinner I think :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so UNCONFIRMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as long as I KNOW I have plans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm occupied enough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. FB STOPPED HANGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, BACK TO HATCHLINGS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I damn scared my pets run away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna play it like there's no tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE OFFICIALLY GIVEN UP ON WARPFORCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's MIGHTY BORING. about time I DID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-4423490373200116724?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/4423490373200116724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=4423490373200116724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4423490373200116724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4423490373200116724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-i-am-oh-so-ultra-bo-liao-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-848228839949031194</id><published>2009-12-10T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:26:58.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back at around 11.30 xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for an outing with the peeps :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so fun xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she somehow damn extra :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that I think everything went KINDA smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINDA is cause I broke my heels :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking halfway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I got stuck at the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I BO CHAP CONTINUE WALK ON LIKE NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and PIAK IT CAME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I WENT LIKE WTF SHIT CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was laughing T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up walking around one up one down the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since my heels wasn't that high it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I OFFICIALLY NAME B THE STORY TELLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can't keep his mouth shut I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMEHOW I SEEM TO BE THE VICTIM ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he calls me SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT he isn't THAT TALL HIMSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity his sister. kena bullied everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. he put GEL today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE SUPER TIO SHOCK CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause his hair doesn't have the GEL FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still damn smooth Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THAT TO PREVENT GRASS HAIR. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was like even more shocked when I saw O and S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT THEY WEREN'T COMING :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I heard from HY she called them and they were free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE DAY ITSELF. DAMN COOL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we met up with HL, we went to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DEBATED FOR DAMN LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was between NEW MOON, PLANET 51 and THE STORM WARRIORS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I described the plot of planet 51 so they kinda gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NEW MOON WAS LIKE :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHEEGOPEK PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so STORM WARRIORS IT WAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except in the middle got 2 funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, was the PIGGY KING. or whatever his name was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was scolding that guy who was sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT GUY HAS BEEN SWEEPING THE SAME SPOT THE WHOLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the PK SAID "I've been watching you a long time already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JUST WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU SWEEPING?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha his tone was DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed. along with B nia D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the 2nd funny part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind guy ask the nameless guy to name his new sword style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the nameless guy scribbled some weird word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wind said HE HAS NEVER EVER SEEN THAT WORD IN HIS WHOLE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "NEITHER HAVE I. it's not A BLOODY WORD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the nameless guy said to pronounce it as BA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 霸. which makes sense. BUT THAT WAS THE SUBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way the guy pronounced it was like BAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP THAT BAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT WTF AND LAUGHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently after that the whole cinema started laughing O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp when the wind guy went "BAA?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT WAS HELL AFTER THAT. SUPER BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was animated. ending was SHIT CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when wind was gonna kill cloud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B SUDDENLY SAID "I bet wind is thinking I'm gonna BAA him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT LOL AND STARTED LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently B is damn noisy. he makes all sorts of comments in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SITTING NEXT TO HIM IS NO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think S is damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause HL said "I thought you don't like chinese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said "BUT THEY GOT ENGLISH SUBS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super joke T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the movie we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently we walked all the way back to the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we rmbed we had to eat :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by that time HY already left cause she went to a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go raffles city to eat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMEHOW I THINK I'M SCARED OF LOOKING S IN THE EYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause everytime HE TALKS TO ME I CAN'T LOOK AT HIM STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO MATTER WHAT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL CAN'T SEE O AND S AS SIBLINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I shall try my best from now on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we talked while eating :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we badmouthed the cashier person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause he was like totally NOT concentrating on his job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause of his gf. DAMN IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all drank soups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank the slowest and got suaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I said it's cause I giving HY chance to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S went to fetch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then B realised S was missing suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he asked O where did S go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O replied "my brother went to fetch your sister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN LOL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL was like "wow that sounds kinda weird HUH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was like "DUH. she cannot contact me mah. no phone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was like "how come you got no phone sia. I even have 2."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then everyone gave me THAT face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm so used to it already LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even know what to explain so that they will understand immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another stupid thing that happened was that HL asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I WANTED TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I was the only one who said EAT LORHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I went ANYTHING. cause I had absolutely no idea :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after being asked a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL WAS LIKE "AIYOH DON'T ANYTHING LEHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I simply went "okay, WHATEVER."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so she gave me that face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the mrt I scared her again xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause my heel came off and what was left was the screws sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL suddenly pulled me, the screws got stuck on my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEARLY FELL SO NATURALLY I SCREAMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she tio shock cause she didn't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUNNY LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was complaining at the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were choosing the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I ALREADY STOPPED LOOKING AT THE AGE THING A LONG TIME AGO LORHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. she wanted to watch a NC16 movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 3 underage kids with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we could have tried to sneak in but my sis was impossible T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know why she EXTRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took the same mrt as O and S cause they needed to go purple line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONE STOP NIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I randomly asked them if their parents would be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they were like YAH. they cannot stay out late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was like OH. my mum doesn't care. she only cares if she's the one opening the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they went SO GOOD. and reach liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUPP. that was 4 hours spent with them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think S looks really cute when he smiles :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I'm just biased cause he wears white specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN AGAIN, B wears white specs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay B is CUTE but NOT MY TYPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE DAMN AI MEI CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and HL REALLY USED THE GINSENG MASK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH I COMPLAINED IT WAS SMELLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was like "YAH I DAMN AI MEI ONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I GOT A LOT OF METHODS TO KEEP MY SKIN SMOOTH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SOME CAN BE DONE DURING LESSON"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can roughly see how NO LIFE HE IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's true. HIS SKIN DAMN SMOOTH. I ENVY HIM D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was telling me how no life he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said sth about taking the green line round and round until he reached his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BO LIAO RIGHT. PROBLEM CASE RIGHT. TOO MUCH TIME RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S LOOKING FOR A JOB TO WASTE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't care the pay. LOL. rich ppl D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ASKED HIM GO MACS WORK. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for bodyguards and assassins to come out so I can watch xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might watch with B since he said he wants to also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M WAITING FOR SHERLOCK HOLMES ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems nice. and HY wants to watch xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL. another outing this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not comfirmed but yeah. CYCLING D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although HY's gonna be nice and try to blade with me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to try to learn PROPERLY this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. no photos taken of today Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I BOTHERED TO DRESS TOO D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, the 6 of them YOU KOU FU xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. shall go play hatchlings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's damn boring but it's fun to be a no lifer once in awhile xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-848228839949031194?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/848228839949031194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=848228839949031194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/848228839949031194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/848228839949031194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-came-back-at-around-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6651751600420942401</id><published>2009-12-09T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:24:11.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HMM. I seem to be in an ultra bad mood for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a bad mood I feel like ripping ppl's limbs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not disgusted by that idea at all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just pushed my max a little further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not a really good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might seriously end up in jail for that D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years of built up hatred for life huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love my comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT HAS NO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neither does my phone xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENJAMIN SCREWED MY COMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what he did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get his own account BLOODY HELL HACKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my comp HAS A FREAKING VIRUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my comp hasn't crashed YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's giving me one whole chunk of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH TO KILL THE HACKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now I shall satisfy myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by screwing BENJAMIN'S HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL TAKE LOTS OF PHOTOS OF HIS GRASS HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will never win me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going marina square tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time there bahs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the korea trip bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this time O and S will talk more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll force it outta them anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently O is sam's classmate :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and S reacts everytime I say we should taupok him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threats do work after all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tmr x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high chance will end up watching movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eat dinner? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE MEETING AT 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT POSSIBLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like I can go home late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY STUPID SISTER TAGGING ALONG D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like anything will change with me being spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping for 12hours lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I REALLY THAT TIRED O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm depriving myself of more comp time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to &lt;a onclick="'omb([" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;小宇宙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for no good reason :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'M OFFICIALLY IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME YOU BE SO LAST MIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE YOU LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER TALK TO ME LIKE 1MIN BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO GO OFFLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A LOT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T EVEN GET TO ASK QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF I DON'T UNDERSTAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF WTF WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TO ANOTHER PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DON'T WANNA MENTION ME,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING LOOKS SO FORCED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYVM IF YOU LEAVE ME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time I operate that plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6651751600420942401?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6651751600420942401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6651751600420942401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6651751600420942401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6651751600420942401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmm_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6968297284427056229</id><published>2009-12-05T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:21:15.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING HATE FAKE PPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE PPL WHO ACT CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE PPL WHO PRETEND TO BE IN LOVE TO GAIN ATTENTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and once again I'm in my oh so random HATING mood-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is a mess CURRENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or more like I'm fretting over tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE MOVIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without my sister T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. haix. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BLOODY IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have like no one to rant at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IRRITATES ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO PUNCH SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means I'm in my "I hate" mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not my "I'm emoing" mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TELL THAT BITCH HOW DISGUSTING SHE IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though I don't even know her personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HER BLOG IS LIKE GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's bloody FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like PUKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHGOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you pollute my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like brain washing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that I've seen it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT IRRITATINGLY IRRITATES ME SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my swear and kill all you want mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that I'm so irritated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna play with more ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWIRL AND TWIRL AND TWIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little toys:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6968297284427056229?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6968297284427056229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6968297284427056229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6968297284427056229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6968297284427056229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3199751940857699215</id><published>2009-12-04T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:32:03.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. randomly felt like posting today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my plans got cancelled D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultra ultra sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go out with the gang today, but HUILI was down sick so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now they're thinking of sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm like developing a major sore throat now T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got obsessed with the seaweed I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been eating it like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the salt drops everywhere and kills my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it tastes too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's IRRESISTABLE! (is that how you spell it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like screwing up my languages cause o's is like finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm like ultra ultra amused by my cousin right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's coming to singapore to study, amazingly o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the same age as me, but he's studying sec THREE next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE LOL WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super random man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years SLOWER. that's like damn crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I heard he spent a BOMB on his tuition fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of giving him tuition :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just better not take POA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I also dunno if that's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SUPER LONG never see him liao T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time I saw him was in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only thing I rmb about that year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was his sisters saying that he got a gf D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. I wonder if he'll turn up for cny next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM TURN OF EVENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go watch pandora hearts now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about to finish it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FEEL SO MAJORLY CHEATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not going to end properly cause the manga haven't end yet T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE NEXT SEASON TO COME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta satisfy myself with other shows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it'll probably be a busy year next year D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard JC everything SUPER RUSH D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get my results back asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm also scared Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since this year the o's is like wtcrap T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into depression again &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3199751940857699215?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3199751940857699215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3199751940857699215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3199751940857699215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3199751940857699215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7176134798315681969</id><published>2009-12-02T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:28:04.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY I'M BACK FROM KOREA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I KNOW A TON OF PPL MISSED ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. MADE A LOT OF NEW FRIENDS :D super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE, I socialized during an overseas trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since fate allowed us to meet each other, we might as well be good friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. but they're all so easy to click with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's HUILI (our PRECIOUS gang leader) who apparently has a child like face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENJAMIN (aka ah boy) LOL. he's nice to whack with a pillow :D JOHN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUI YEE. who's super nice :D and is MUCH MUCH better than her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GABRIEL (I'm totally guessing the spelling) WHO LIKES TO PINCH ME. for no good reason. HE CLAIMS I'm nice to pinch. and he whacks real hard D: I KENA HIS TOOT A LOT OF TIMES THOUGH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLIVIA (who says BOOMZ a lot I think) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAN (her super dao brother) who listens to his headphones all the time. HATES CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERRY (looks like a mouse) INCLUDING THE ACTIONS. obsessed with his DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS SOME MORE PPL that I'm too tired to mention right now. I'm like typing with my eyes half open T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DEPRIVE YOURSELF OF SLEEP FOR 3 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's worth it :D at least it was FUN :D and we TOOK PHOTOS :D plus one video I think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLUMBER PARTY! PILLOW FIGHT! MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. we were discussing how cheegopek EDWARD looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, WE WERE WATCHING TWILIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was nothing better to watch that night T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BENJAMIN was doing the cheegopek look the whole time. I should learn from him. HE DOES IT SUPER WELL. one day I'm gonna mango him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHIT MAN. THE LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUILI AND BENJAMIN WAS PUTTING ON THE GINSENG MASK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly died from the smell man. SERIOUSLY, IT STINKS. A HELL LOT. lucky it wasn't my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we tried to party at OLIVIA AND SEAN's room. MASSIVE FAILURE. except for the part where we were watching simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll NEVER forgive you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can we have sex? PLEASE?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. it's retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. WELL, I THINK IT'S ALL THANKS TO HUILI THAT ALL OF US HAD SO MUCH FUN. SHE'S WORTHY OF BEING GANG LEADER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, she came up with the idea to invade someone's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE JUST FOLLOWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night was pretty much a success :D stayed up till 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second night kinda tired. so we just snacked till 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third night we pretty much stoned till 3 also :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND WE GOT CHEATED. BY THE STUPID THEME PARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it closed so early we got no choice but to PLAY THE BLOODY MERRY GO ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH. I LOVE THE WOODEN ROLLER COASTER. it travels at a speed of 200km/hr. the drop is BLOODY STEEP AND LONG AND HIGH. and the ride's so long, I had no more voice to scream at the last few dips. BUT IT WAS AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SKIING ROCKS. I can't believe I managed to learn how to ski properly in half an hour WITH NO HELP. (this is what happens when you push me down the BLOODY HIGH slope and it's a LONG way down) I stopped falling down at my 3rd attempt. not bad right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently all the parents were like "WAH, you suddenly turn into pro sia". cause I even fell down wearing the stupid skis. I WAS THE FIRST TO FALL. AMAZING RIGHT. ahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shit. I'm damn sleepy now. and the liver needs to detoxify or whatever. I got scolded by HUILI. I should go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT PPL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7176134798315681969?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7176134798315681969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7176134798315681969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7176134798315681969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7176134798315681969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-im-back-from-korea-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8437952063503060830</id><published>2009-11-19T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:31:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is probably my first time being so cheerful in a long while:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NO POINT IN BEING MOODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WHEE! I found sth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I'm only motivated by FUN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not THAT easy to find sth to do:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hahaha. COMMENCE OPERATION SCARE THE SHIT OUTTA AN IDIOT:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although I think I'm failing badly at it T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH FOR BEING HIONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo boo:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sound damn hiong only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a big fat LAZY PIG:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which explains why I was slacking the whole day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of buying leggings and curling my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE IF MY TOP IS BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear black leggings too:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S APPROVED BY MY MUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I don't give a SHIT TO WHAT YOU ALL THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EXAGGERATION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do care actually T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair is a total failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna straighten it or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent a stupid random msg to this idiot:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's going to malaysia today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one week if I'm correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO THERE FOR ONE WHOLE WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like you're a girl T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chance of you shopping is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just totally reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO REQUEST FOR THINGS AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. THIS IS DAMN FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. my dad's coming home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe one week passed by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, he HAD to leave on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day after my o's ended:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet he never buy anything for me again T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time he got de lorhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was like LONG LONG AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and sis fetching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the lazy pig who stays at home AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE OFFICIALLY STOPPED EMOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even rmb what the whatever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZINGLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my previous emo blog posts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T RMB IS TO WHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I did this ______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really counted the spelling:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY THE BODOH WILL NEVER IN HIS LIFE READ MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even HEAR of my blog:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet he doesn't even know I HAVE a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a pighead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he should go die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disturb me with his stupid msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I NICELY reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KENA DAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dunno how many days liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disturb him on msn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO PRETEND HE CANNOT SEE MY MSG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's going into the same categoroy as SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER WHAT I EVER SAW IN THE IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS HEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN JOKE:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew his height today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me over the phone:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM HMM. shall go watch my anime:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately I find it hard to be obsessed over anything D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know the moment I start watching bleach or khr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CONFIRM CHOP cannot stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I'll go crazy waiting for the new releases D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so must wait a few more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everything at ONE SHOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 eps at one go is A HELL LOT BETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than 8eps at one go and 2weeks of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall attempt to go finish 07-Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more eps to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly I paused at it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to finish CANAAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can go back to watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually I pause de means I'll never go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least, it takes me months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I attempt to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE OVERCOMED STH!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually this week I overcome a hell lot of things liao:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT GATHERING!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM BOOM BANG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8437952063503060830?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8437952063503060830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-306186741150637555</id><published>2009-11-17T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:29:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just damn depressed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if I do that, everyone will like know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it'll be so pointless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I've done up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 2ppl know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I intend to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the less ppl who know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't blame me for being so emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the less ppl who know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less ppl get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm drowning my sorrows in COKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OF ALL THINGS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be hard falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like it ever worked anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way I hold the coke can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is damn joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the way I'd hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a can of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I ever got to hold any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate beer. it tastes disgusting D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I wanna get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, FOR ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GET DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget my troubles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that very moment:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0r maybe I just need a shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shoulders aren't easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't found any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl are too easily influenced by my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I EMO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY EMO WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't help much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe now I'm being greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and asking for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time, I just need a listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone I can rant at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREAM IN THEIR FACE LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, no one I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fits the category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm pretty drunk right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let out too much info in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it won't make sense,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't have enough to piece them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOUR INFERENCING SKILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that I'm done with my coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-306186741150637555?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/306186741150637555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=306186741150637555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/306186741150637555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/306186741150637555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-damn-depressed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-702227051778122445</id><published>2009-11-17T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:08:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAB BAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAA BAA BAA BAA B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. new word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYUU :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I was acting cute in front of my mum today:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess I needed it to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTING CUTE WORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO DE-STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought o's was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm even more stressed T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYY FAR FAR AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hella depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE COMEDIC EFFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make you tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when your tear is about to drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING STUPIDLY FUNNY HAPPENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a SADIST after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh after I fall down and after I puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh at this poor innocent guy that gets electrocuted T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. I should stop that eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should go watch:) I recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE. it keeps you thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, I realised my regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I decided, from now on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA LIVE MY LIFE WITH NO REGRETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna SOOOO do sth about that regret of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, it's annoying I can't proceed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play it out the way the situation changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I NEED RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no matter how I play,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END RESULT WILL BE THE SAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to achieve that actually:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS A GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play it right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll have it your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play it wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're on your way to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET, the way I play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is gonna be soooo reckless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't give a SHIT right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get in my way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain's not thinking straight anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result of being tormented too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it even registers someone as DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when that person is alive O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just far far away that person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not cursing that idiot :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish what you have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live taking things for granted anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 is depressing much isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF THE WORLD SO BE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall have no regrets then:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REBELLIOUS STREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEREBY ALLOW YOU TO COME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SCREW MY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-702227051778122445?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/702227051778122445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=702227051778122445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/702227051778122445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/702227051778122445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/11/bab.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-415480724955220705</id><published>2009-11-16T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:39:05.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just reached home not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, everything is just tumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T FUCKING GIVE A DAMN ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T FUCKING GIVE A SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna turn emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE THING CALLED FIRST COME FIRST SERVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT CAN GO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT NEVER HAPPENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched my girlfriend is an agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till I kinda developed a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was coughing on the car ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throat damn pain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ear infection is still D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muscleache&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are only physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK BEING TRUTHFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's a FUCKING hole in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna throw rubbish in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to fill up that FUCKING gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where was I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE YOU MUMMY, I'M MAMA'S GOOD BOY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke sia. that movie. I highly recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch 2012 tmr:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm using movies to fill up the gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately been watching a lot of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night ones some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tmr cannot D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NIGHT MOVIES:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp with the right company:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. NGAIM WAS HITTING THE CHAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA KILL HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE LAUGHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL SHE WAS BANGING EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the whole seat moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAAAAAAAAAAAMN CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh ahh. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep yet D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things I wanna rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, they are so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANINGLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE WHATEVER YOU WANT AWAY FROM ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart's gonna become stone like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-415480724955220705?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/415480724955220705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=415480724955220705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/415480724955220705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/415480724955220705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-reached-home-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2457849536008754600</id><published>2009-11-13T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:20:19.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELCOME TO THE HOTEL CALIFORNIA. was my mood. HMM. or more like, I got reminded of chao ji xing guang da dao after listening to one of the songs at a restaurant. hahaha. then I remembered I forgot to download that song&gt;.&lt; booey. shall go do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I wanna ps my dead blog. BUT I think I'll use it a lot in the next few days. since I'll be some comp maniac. and I'll be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT MISSING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. hahaha. listening to it now:D suddenly randomly felt like downloading it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NOES! sun cannot watch chao ji xing guang da dao. DAMN IT. I'm gonna cry. depressing. but oh wells. PRESENT. GG LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALL FOR YOU. okay damn. random songs are flying in T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog posts are becoming harder to understand. I hope no one reads the hidden meanings. if not, I'M SO DEAD. but hahaha. who reads a deserted blog man T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but myself of course. this place is just for ranting's sake anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANT RANT RANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like posting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEHOW, I JUST WANNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS YOU THRU THE PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER RANDOM LARHHS OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NAH, hahaha. I wanna not sleep. I'm sleepy, I'm tired. BUT. I just wanna stay up throughout the night. for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO SOMETHING CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm nuts anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared, what I feel is the truth. then, I'll be driven to desperation. AND REALLY GO NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'll be SO. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just see the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's running through my mind. worst outcome EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH 2012. MONDAY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope her bro comes. then can JIO:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2457849536008754600?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2457849536008754600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2457849536008754600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2457849536008754600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2457849536008754600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-hotel-california.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2308656686628139793</id><published>2009-11-12T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:08:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED. SO FUCKING TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVE ON, GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEEDA MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAZOOKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING'S CRASHING DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPOSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SURRENDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRASH CRASH CRASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL'S DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I COULD DIE THE WAY JENNIFER DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN AGAIN, I WANNA BE THE KICKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE K-I-C-K-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOW SHOULDER SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEIR SONG IS FUCKING HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN ANYONE GET ADDICTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SAD D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW PERSPECTIVE DIDN'T GET PLAYED MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE MOVIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2308656686628139793?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2308656686628139793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2308656686628139793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2308656686628139793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2308656686628139793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/11/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2995996084411780507</id><published>2009-09-27T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:30:59.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like blogging today to waste time. or more like to wait for my game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. it just shows how no life I am. if you include me mugging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. but today was stupid &gt;.&lt; or more like because I'm sick and just took my med which makes me feel sleepy, I'm talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I actually felt that someone was sweet. and got mad at the one that was REALLY half sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe that's because my feelings damn unstable nowadays =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. bad timing luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I think my game's okay lerh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, maybe not &gt;.&lt; haix. life stinks these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than THEY EVER DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ppl are behaving stupidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all larhhs, but most. and I'd rather not name names since I'm nice and they might randomly decide to read my blog anytime =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH. I'm sick. caught the flu &gt;.&lt; damn sad D: then now I'm damn gong. and I'm sprouting nonsense like dunno what =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. amazingly I'm now third for my game :) I moved up 3 spots today. so crap. no wonder my mum sees no point in my games. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think I should log off the comp and go to sleep now before my flu gets any worse, even though I haven't finished my homework =.= I wonder how I'll get slaughtered tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ohh wells. I'll leave tmr for the me tmr to settle :) homework, teachers, and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of something to solve what happened today. and maybe that idiot will finally stop pmsing me and we can go back to being the way we were, which I really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the other person, maybe I should leave it as it is because what I'm thinking about right now doesn't really make sense :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. 明天的事，明天再说吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2995996084411780507?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2995996084411780507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2995996084411780507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2995996084411780507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2995996084411780507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-again-just-felt-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5153799641014593923</id><published>2009-09-25T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:54:39.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in blogging mood :) hahaha. played bridge as usual today :D but so sad lol. the school closed early. so we had to sneak out of school to play. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we damn scared the area we play got people see us D: then take photo and put on STOMP, then we ALL DIE LARHHS. famous liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't think have larhhs :) at first we play until very secretive. then after addicted liao, play until damn open without a care in the world. hahaha. damn cool sia xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then STELLA developed STICKOPHOBIA. damn pathetic sia. and I think I damn pro. I managed to stick the thing on to her hair without her noticing. she actually thought IT WAS ON HER BACK. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that whole scene was damn hilarious. I laughed until buay tahan. I should have like totally filmed it larhhs. stella was damn cute the whole time, frantically looking everywhere for the sticker when it was just in her hair. HAHAHA. the rest of us was laughing like uncontrollably :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she tried to get revenge. but she never got it in the end, cause I was too pro :D the moment she ask me walk first I know she already planning something lorhh =.= so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD today overall very fun larhhs. managed to bully sharyl also. then WAH she super irritating man. she and her nonsense chinese. "为什么顶嘴？" and I was like, WHY CANNOT. then I scolded her 没大没小, damn funny. then she say that she was my mother and I was, WTCRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya larhhs. but we all know sharyl is secretly friends with all the elderly near our school. then she tried to say something, but ended up providing evidence for my stand. LIKE LOL LARHHS. she said "they all so mean". hahaha. no wonder we have 代沟. that old woman :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG LOL. this is like my first blog post with chinese. woots. LET'S REJOICE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, rejoice yourself since I'm gonna run away now :) time for tv. hahaha. got time for tv, no time for homework. yes, I'M PRO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5153799641014593923?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5153799641014593923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5153799641014593923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5153799641014593923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5153799641014593923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/09/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2766234338997251978</id><published>2009-09-22T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:50:39.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OKAY I JUST REALISED SOMETHING EVEN MORE RANDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog name LOL. I just remembered how I came about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT DAY WAS DAMN BORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; that played a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT LOL. if I RMB CORRECTLY, it still leads back to DS. AHH WTCRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why after so many years I still rmb that idiot. MY GOD. I'm AN IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually not my fault. THAT BITCH's fault and partially pretty's =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay who cares. I should rid that guy too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my memories. TA TA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2766234338997251978?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2766234338997251978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2766234338997251978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2766234338997251978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2766234338997251978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-i-just-realised-something-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2283011172090805436</id><published>2009-09-22T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:36:39.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and I just felt like saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS MINDCHAMPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST the people :)&lt;/span&gt; the fun fun ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should go disturb them randomly tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND CAUSE THEM TO GET HEART ATTACK! TIO SHOCK! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking. so bored without those ppl D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like msging WL. BUT I LOST HIS NO. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can cheer me up well LOL. always cracks jokes :) such a nice little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. cannot say little =.= bigger size than me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. still got a lot of ppl to name but now cannot rmb D: too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HOPE THEY KNOW I MISS THEM &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2283011172090805436?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2283011172090805436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2283011172090805436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2283011172090805436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2283011172090805436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-just-felt-like-saying-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-255042518663077033</id><published>2009-09-22T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:28:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I know I'm super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like I abandon this blog for like a super long time and randomly came back because I randomly felt like wasting my time and randomly felt like ranting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I don't make much sense. but I'm half asleep. UNDRSTANDABLE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh. o's is damn stress larhhs omg. I think if I can even get into YJ I happy already. but this time I really damn bo chap. even I know myself =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blogging during this time is definitely not helping in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD. I want to tell a lot of ppl a lot of things, but I don't dare =.= okay, at least not until after o's. if not I'll become emotionally unstable and screw my o's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I'm already unstable right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN WHO BLOODY CARES. I'm just ranting. hopefully no one reads this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't really give a heck. self satisfying this post shall be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually not really, since I want to blog about some things that shouldn't be said that have referrence to my previous OLD post. and those things should probably not be known for all of eternity, if not I will get myself and some ppl into trouble D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's like the LAST thing I want right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more things to add to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. I wish o's would run me by, then I can go nuts. like maybe literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once I'm not gonna check my spelling. this blog post, who can understand is lucky larhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause really,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I just needed to find somewhere to type random stuff just to de-stress since bridge isn't helping in any way =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days been feeling very lonely D: no one talk to me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe except XY :D yes yes. my dear loyal, err, GF. hahaha. she pang seh her hubby for me. so nice right. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was nonsense =.= I think I'm crapping. urgh. nonsense is spilling out now. my eyes can't even open larhhs omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE GUYS. and I came to this revelation after the stupid chinese compo I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS CANNOT BE TRUSTED. I think I wrote this. somehow I knew I shouldn't write this. WHAT IF the MARKER IS A GUY. then I die lorhh. HAHAHA. can you IMAGINE. I wanted to write GAY some more. later the marker MAJORLY OFFENDED I can say bye bye to my higher chinese marks liao. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay GUYS ARE DAMN SHIT. and this, is MY CONCLUSION FOR THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtcrap. the day is ending in about half an hour. nonsense larhhs. I should declare this again at 0000. PROVIDED I'm still awake :) yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's post was randomly long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a randomly stupid person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I could be in love with the word random :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-255042518663077033?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/255042518663077033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=255042518663077033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/255042518663077033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/255042518663077033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalala-okay-i-know-im-super-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2088009829569143621</id><published>2009-06-07T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:25:06.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promises are meant to be broken; even if I promise you now, it doesn't mean I won't break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH. I feel like telling that to _____. but I shan't. just because I'm that nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. such a random day to post. haha. but I'm bored yea. and I feel like saying a lot of things. it's just that the people I want to hear them ain't hearing it so I'm ranting here. urgh. keeping it inside IS horrid after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO LET OUT EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't want to ruin our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why YOU. of all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurry up and let me get over you. because annoyingly the process is slowing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and now I'm thinking who's actually gonna read this.) HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ohh wells who cares. as long as the people I don't want to read this don't read this, I'm safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIX. please don't let me emo again thanks to you. THAT week was horrid. it was tiring. I didn't know what expression to put on my face then. I figured a complicated one was best. but it made me even more tired. so I decided to just give up and put my normal but not that normal face. which was less tiring. luckily you didn't spot that it was weird. it's a good thing you're that oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but it's a lot more relaxing now. on my way to losing this feeling ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. you just came online. irritating. ohh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(getting the feeling that this post is gonna be weirdly long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rants rants rants. I actually don't want anyone to see this. even though I am making it public. I'm dumb. so dumb. dumbly complicated :D haha. I'm total crap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm an idiot. the biggest one on earth. but I guess that's what makes me really unique :D hoho. this is so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking. talking crap. perhaps that is all I am capable of. hiding behind a mask. so that you can't see the real me. what a pretend hero I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once I'm spilling out all the stupid thoughts I have. I guess the pressure was too big after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should just sink under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like I have the strength to resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mentally weak ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. too tired to continue this already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a dumb post this has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like locking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdly addicted to "miss independent by kelly clarkson".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. maybe I can relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm so tired I can't really understand what she's singing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. this large rock in my chest is finally placed elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words. HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2088009829569143621?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2088009829569143621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2088009829569143621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2088009829569143621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2088009829569143621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/06/promises-are-meant-to-be-broken-even-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3457594552722118031</id><published>2009-05-17T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:38:48.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D I'm in a good mood today. even though I'm half dead, tired, and can't move a shit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I feel so proud of myself. like seriously. NGAIM's birthday party was a freaking success :D although some things didn't go as plan but it still turned out well :) and yea, today was a hell lot of fun. made a hell lot of new friends too. and made a realisation that mixed schools are a hell lot of fun after all :D I can't believe I ever forgot that. probably been in a girls school too long. and yea, if one year of no exposure to guys could make me have guy phobia, I should seriously not go to a girls school. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea. NGAIM's friends are COOL. scratch that. WAY COOL. heh heh. makes me feel like barging into her school everyday. I don't understand how she can complain about the people in her school when I look at the people in mine. I'm like freaking jealous now. but WAIT. 2 people are worth complaining about but I ain't exactly gonna let them ruin my mood :D they're attention seekers who can't succeed. such losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OHH WELLS. the rest of them are freaking fun. I swear I'd go out with them everyday if I could :D people I know, are nothing like them. so I'm jealous. and NGAIM you're so irritating for like not appreciating them. haha. I should seriously stop calling you ngaim if not 5 people are gonna respond every time I say that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. and here's the quote of the day! "sexy is dead" like haha. it's a long story so yea. those who know about this can just laugh to themselves about it :D and LOLS. the watermelon died too :( AWW. haha. ridiculing ngaim is seriously fun when there's some guy who can actually ridicule her in a calm manner :D namely you should know who :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haha. I think I'm the coolest. like seriously. and to prove it, here's like a quote from someone who met me for the first time today. "I think you damn pro sia, puke already can just scoot off like nobody's business." haha. and scoot is literal. I WAS riding a SCOOTER :D and haha. I seriously didn't even wipe my mouth and just went off. I just used my finger to like roughly rub it while scooting :D ain't I like cool to the max yea? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. and I can't wait for THE club this coming thurs. cause someone's coming. even though I know I said I've gotten over him but yea. he initiated a talk with me on msn so what could I do? it's not my fault the hope got ignited again right? especially with what he talked about which I will SO not reveal here :D hehe. I guess it's up to this LAST club session to see if it will work out or not. and I seriously think it won't. and I'm feeling depressed again :( but to tell you the truth, he's not the only guy on my mind at this moment. like 3 guys are? for funny weird reasons :D and there's no one on earth that knows who are the 3 guys I'm talking about now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lols OMG. I'm so pro. I managed to like publish this post before my sister ACCIDENTALLY switched off the internet. heh heh. so OBVIOUSLY I'm like editing this post now :D and I can't be bothered to type anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3457594552722118031?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3457594552722118031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3457594552722118031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3457594552722118031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3457594552722118031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/05/d-im-in-good-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-603968287085405720</id><published>2009-05-02T14:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:04:38.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay damn it. my blog's TOO dead. I'm seriously too lazy to log in just to liven it up =.= though today is such a boring day, I couldn't help it. haha. I feel like pouring out a thousand sorrows which all seem like jokes to me o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so yea. first things first. the physical one. omg I could die I tell you. with the way my body is now, I should just stay put in the same place, don't eat, don't move, until it cures. the muscle aching everywhere is KILLING me. the good thing is, I'm not DEAD yet. haha. like maths remedial totally saved me. I'm loving probability right now xD if it wasn't for maths remedial, I would have been forced to go to the gym, do some dumb thing to strengthen my arm, and then officially not be able to use my arm to do anything the next day, and die due to lack of food =.= eeyer, that's the worst way to die. floating around like a hungry ghost o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah and yea. it's those dumb days of the month again. and they're killing me too. hmm and I thought life couldn't get any worse. haix. and my tuition notes. there's no way I can finish them in one hour. although I did give up 2hours ago, but logically speaking I wouln't have been able to complete it even with those 2 hours. man, life sucks. where does all the time go~ why can't we have like 30 hours in a day instead. so many more things we can do(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's all wishes. life is just like that. ahh wells. I can't be bothered to post anymore. shall go and play more games on fb xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331117700353371570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhore is &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-603968287085405720?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/603968287085405720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=603968287085405720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/603968287085405720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/603968287085405720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SfvvTZFcLbI/AAAAAAAAADU/8zZvaM4oNVA/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3860654435953447921</id><published>2009-04-11T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:00:57.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldn't resist posting once more again today xD haha. in posting mood. although yea I admit the previous few ones were rants. hehe. people who know about that can probably guess who it's directed at. but I'm no longer mad. just talked to that person today twice &gt;/////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just joking man. over that person already. just realised that today. and that I'm starting to notice others. whoops. I'm starting to sound like a flirt. heh. no bitching though. but I probably turn into one when I'm high. yea so paiseh luh. understand me yea people. haha. today I was damn high. cutting out the part about tuition here. talked to that person. made another jealous (I wonder who ehh?) but haha. new friend's COOL :D missing the fun of talking to him already yea. but it just so happens that he's the same. that's probably why we can click. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we both go to mc for fun.&lt;br /&gt;-we both like to talk (in a group).&lt;br /&gt;-we both like to irrtitate people.&lt;br /&gt;-we both tend to cling to people we find fun.&lt;br /&gt;-we both tend to go into our own world when we talk.&lt;br /&gt;etc etc. more to name but lazy yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so haha. don't get jealous dear friends. you know we click in other ways that he and I don't click yea. that's what makes you special to me ;D haha. gosh I seriously feel like I should be a guy. with the way I can sweet talk people, being a girl is such a waste. someone tell me why I hold these talents :P yea haha. can hear I'm being super ego now. cheerful too :D too high actually. luckily you're not seeing me in person. if not I'd force you to start jumping and dancing around with me. listening to new songs that are really nice now :) yepp haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeyer. I lazy type liao. I go jump around. so much more fun. I want next champs club to come soon xD got so many things to do. get friend's no. know friend's name. GO HIGH. main aim yea. erm, make it fun for that person. since I kinda promised. oh yea wait. he promised to do break dance for me. I'm gonna squeeze it out of him next time. definitely. and yea lastly SPREAD THE EGO-ISM ! wootz. ego rocks. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yea to clarify and doubts, we're usually the one who talk to everyone when we're in groups. like you know, make being in a group fun. I mean like c'mon, can you really tahan when everyone in your group is quiet and stoning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we go into our own world, it means like. hmm. when we start to quarrel or do something stupid, it ends up being just directed at each other. we tend to forget about the group sometimes. and when that happens, of course I'm there to save the day and end the thing by pulling someone else in. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3860654435953447921?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3860654435953447921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3860654435953447921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3860654435953447921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3860654435953447921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/04/couldnt-resist-posting-once-more-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7227946470415953325</id><published>2009-04-11T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:05:05.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I blame you. I blame myself. I blame life. I blame insecurities. I blame looks. I blame sight. I blame hearing. I blame words. I blame actions. I blame lies. I blame truth. I blame hope. I blame despair. I blame feelings. I blame hurt. I blame love. I blame human. I blame living. I blame dead. I blame people. I blame creation. I blame excitement. I blame happiness. I blame tears. I blame pain. I blame numbness. I blame friends. I blame songs. I blame technology. I blame transport. I blame places. I blame countries. I blame talent. I blame questioning. I blame understanding. I blame knowledge. I blame false. I blame passion. I blame bonds. I blame chemistry. I blame science. I blame discovery. I blame new. I blame parents. I blame God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7227946470415953325?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7227946470415953325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7227946470415953325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7227946470415953325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7227946470415953325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-blame-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5439928005773372970</id><published>2009-04-11T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:43:47.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>memories are things that don't last.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;but you've disappeared already.&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to reach you now.&lt;br /&gt;so I can only turn to rely on others.&lt;br /&gt;creating new bonds with people.&lt;br /&gt;to make up for what has gone.&lt;br /&gt;simply, I'm no longer thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rad-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5439928005773372970?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5439928005773372970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5439928005773372970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5439928005773372970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5439928005773372970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories-are-things-that-dont-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2649074685833864787</id><published>2009-03-28T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:50:34.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe I'm so random now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like posting something here for fun, since yesterday I was fiddling around with another blog :D THE SPARROW BLOG ! haha but apparently our skin has like no link at all to sparrow, since all we could find on blogskins by typing the word "sparrow" in to search, was JACK SPARROW. and yea, like we could use those skins. haha. so we chose one we all thought was CUTE. haha. based on our feelings yea ;D it's like this toaster and a toasted bread jumping out. totally no link right? haha. and the toaster is pink, so everyone was like must change the colour. and haha apparently now everyone thinks I'm obsessed with the colour pink, since all the skins I thought were nice had some pink somewhere in it :P technically speaking, those pink were hot pink so yea. hmm, shall link the sparrow blog sometime soon :D haha, I feel like going to adjust the sparrow blog, since it doesn't look anything like one, and its first post is like "TESTING TESTING 123", courtesy of ME xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm going to pang seh my blog now since I think the sparrow one is in a state where it needs to be mended asap. haha. off I go~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2649074685833864787?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2649074685833864787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2649074685833864787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2649074685833864787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2649074685833864787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehe-im-so-random-now-just-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6822875090168901452</id><published>2009-03-18T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:55:06.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ScCo0ybyItI/AAAAAAAAADM/h9AYp2PS41k/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314433185142153938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ScCo0ybyItI/AAAAAAAAADM/h9AYp2PS41k/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't updated in a while =.= hmm, was too lazy to :P ahh, I'm so tired now. and I've just woke up. such a great way to start a new day. (look at the time this was posted.) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, okay, this is supposed to be the holidays but I feel so draggy =.= and I'm supposed to start mugging today too =.= ooh, haha ! my meal has arrived :D yay ! I'm like so freaking hungry now. cause I didn't eat much last night and stayed up too late =.= all thanks to my cousin and sister. zzz. and I can't move around too much :( cause I kinda over exerted myself? now my hands and feet hurt :( I shouldn't have played DDR too much =.= especially at light mode. argh, okay, what's done is done. no use crying over spilt milk =.= but now I'm like thinking how can I concentrate on my homework when my body hurts so much o.o well, nvm, I'll still try. but it'll probably be much better if I can get people to study with me, which horribly failed when I tried to ask yesterday. oh man. if only the classrooms were open =.= I'd gladly go back and study with any random soul I see. the classroom has this weird effect on me that makes me want to study o.o oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I seriously shouldn't be typing here when my stomach's growling away. the sound's annoying me now =.= and the soup's gonna dry up too =.= no, my precious soup ! I shall come to save you ! so, haha, that's all for this time :P oh, and look at the pretty rainbow^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6822875090168901452?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6822875090168901452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6822875090168901452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6822875090168901452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6822875090168901452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/03/havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ScCo0ybyItI/AAAAAAAAADM/h9AYp2PS41k/s72-c/DSC00333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6113929938919838817</id><published>2009-03-08T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:17:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. so I'm like posting half-asleep now. using my mother's comp-.- haha. so retardedly gay. ahh. I'm damn sleepy now. but I want to do so many things-.- urgh. life is freakingly annoying man. we never get to finish the things we want to do-.- zzz. I doubt I will too-.- unless I drop out of school or something. haha. then many many things will be deducted from my to do list :D but nevermind. everyone would kill me if I really did that. and it's kinda the impossible-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yupp. so I'm actually feeling a little down right now :( since today was the graduation ceremony at mindchamps for success 4 life. so sad. haha. but we'll still be seeing some people on Monday, which is good :D but sadly I'll never see some of them like ever again. and that will probably apply to the rest of the people once confident communicator ends-.- and there's only like 4 more days. well, at least we took 2 group pics. all of us looked damn retarded haha. but it was fun :D although out of the 9 weeks I only attended 7 but I still felt that we were a class :D yupp. so definitely gonna miss all these people. hopefully there'll be a retreat or something then we can all meet up again :D haha. and I didn't get everyone's number exactly. wait. I only got like 4 from the girls and 2 from the guys. haha. that's retarded. okay I realise I'm using the word retarded a lot. effect of being half-asleep? heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit larhhs. I'm getting bloddy addicted to typing using this keyboard. I mean it sounds so cool when I type, like some professional, especially when I start to type fast :D hehe. I'm definitely gonna use this keyboard again someday. well, going back to the mindchamps thing-.- haha. today we were being damn RETARDED. basically we had like nothing better to do? 2 hours to slack luh. then we all like just stone there. haha. though we tried to do stuff. like at 2.15, the guys decided that they were going to play block catching. so they went to the garden, and started running around. haha. so stupid right. running around just right under the hot sun. don't even have any shade luh. haha. the best is like 3 of us were strolling around and the rest were just soaked in their sweat. but haven't even 8mins they already give up liao. and the funniest thing is like the catcher started off like only 3mins after they started running away. retards right. never even notice what the catcher doing, just keep on running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GAY. haha. but we ended up running back to HDB HUB. the air con was damn nice can ! all of us felt like we just entered heaven. then we did some pretty stupid stuff. some guys got scolded by the security guard so we just pretended we didn't know them :D and then we went to play with the lift. pressed every single story from 14 to 26. haha. so retarded. then there was this mindchamp kid. poor thing. had to suffer 3 levels with us. haha. and oh oh, the funniest part was like when one guy wanted to say BOO at the 21st storey, haha, he stuck his head out and like the whole place was dark. weirdly that level had no lights larhhs. which made the whole thing damn funny. but I think the lights there they purposely off one or something. haha. cause we visited that level again and I peeked out :P then some idiot tried to push me out of the lift. until now I still don't know who lorhh-.- but forget it. and then finally it was 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those who had to wait till 4 pretty much stoned together. nothing to do lorhh. like seriously. so we just sat at the coffee bean until it was 4. chatted a little. but mostly it was stuff to do with school larhhs. which just meant that the atmosphere was really awkward-.- heh heh. well, the other girl was pretty much writing something so I was left to chat with 5 guys. what could I say that wasn't gonna be weird? besides, I wasn't even the one who started the topic. I was just the one who continued. haha. okay that was retarded. and well yeah, time actually passed like that. so wasted uh. annoying &gt;.&lt; well the saddest thing was that nobody really said goodbye to each other-.- we see who walk out then just say bye. haha. never like really go up to them specially. MAYBE IT'S JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE GUYS. haha. okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. I'm freakingly tired. I can't stand it already larhhs. I NEED TO SLEEP. I today post so much already lorhh. should be enough to entertain YOU right. haha. gay. aiyah if I don't go to sleep tmr I can't wake up in time to go study already-.- so night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6113929938919838817?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6113929938919838817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6113929938919838817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6113929938919838817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6113929938919838817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/03/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5314250849636665029</id><published>2009-03-04T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:44:23.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/Sa5pgT0LC9I/AAAAAAAAADE/hDURx94qsBA/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309297014512225234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/Sa5pgT0LC9I/AAAAAAAAADE/hDURx94qsBA/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. so I'm here again :D and yea, guides just ended :) actually it ended at 5 but I just took forever to reach home -.- yupp haha. and I got a new friend today :D my dear potted plant. hehe. though it's really droopy right now. rawr. shall post a picture of it someday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea haha I decided to post today just to tell you all weirdos out there that are reading my blog, that I'm a feaking weirdo too! xD haha. okay I'm just being freakingly gay :P yepp but I was really a weirdo for the past 4 days. like I went to POPULAR 4 days in a row :D and bought something every single day. haha. and of these 4 days, I went to 3 different popular stores :D the one at Bishan, Toa Payoh, and Hougang! for the weirdest of reasons I shall not say. cause you'll probably get so mad at me for having such a lame reason xD yupp, and tmr I'm going to the one located at Bugis xDD hehe. kinda exploring Singapore now xP and yupp, I'm gonna go to another popular if I have time on friday just to create a record :D but that's not my main reason luh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAY! hahaha. I'm feeling so freakishly high now. don't even know why. maybe very long never got anything gay to blog about -.- yea haha. but I wanna mention HIM in this post, just for the sake of doing so :D haha. but I'm not crazy over him lerh larhhs. but actually, I never was :DD okay heck about that -.- yea haha. but now I don't really understand my like for him -.- is it just pure friendship or something more? because I just feel really happy everytime he talks to me -.-but actually I get high everytime someone talks to me so nvm. heh. but I don't think about him as much as I did last time too -.- maybe I'm just trying to forget him, since once that stupid thing is over, I'll probably never ever see him again. yupp. so I wonder~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while I'm wondering, I should go watch some anime :D haha. anime-freak at the moment. too many episodes, too little time. I shouldn't have paused for such a long time, seriously -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5314250849636665029?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5314250849636665029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5314250849636665029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5314250849636665029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5314250849636665029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/Sa5pgT0LC9I/AAAAAAAAADE/hDURx94qsBA/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2513562638158557817</id><published>2009-03-02T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:37:42.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols. haven't had anytime to post lately. work's piling up. anime's piling up. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I seriously have no idea what to post. just decided to log in randomly. seems like it's been long. haha. so yea I feel kinda disgusted with myself now-.- just puked awhile ago. still feeling horible though. it's like the second time already within the hour. but altogether the third one. and the worst one. puked until I cried. so sad. haha. the irony's coming through I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. well I'm gonna end my post here. kinda short but yea this is the best I can do since I'm shaking so much at the moment I can't even type properly-.- super lot of mistakes. so I'll post again sometime? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2513562638158557817?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2513562638158557817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2513562638158557817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2513562638158557817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2513562638158557817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/03/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5244719120274034973</id><published>2009-02-19T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:33:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SZ01YPHRMHI/AAAAAAAAACs/COmZzQejmIU/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304454626602463346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SZ01YPHRMHI/AAAAAAAAACs/COmZzQejmIU/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHO. haha. hehe. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I admit I kinda dunno how to start a post after not posting for so long :P but it's kinda hard too since I happen to be using my sister's laptop and it's on the floor O.O actually that's my bad since my room is so messy so there's like no more space for it -.- and HAHA I love dear NGAIM'S comment :D I'm gonna like preserve it ^^ sadly nothing has happened YET. but something hopefully will in the next week xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so I'm like super excited for this sat :D since I'm going to be going somewhere in my school uniform so that I can show off ^^ hehs. sadly it's only gonna be like one hour plus :( but at least it's better than not seeing him for 2 weeks straight ^^ God, I think I really really AHEM him (winks) so please keep it to yourself if you know what I mean xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh heh heh. can't wait. I'm so excited about it I've already forgotten about the anger I had in school, where every single discipline idiot is coming up to me to ask me why I'm in my slippers -.- especially the stupid FOO, ask me why I'm in a red shirt. well it's the OAC shirt what. school based shirt cannot wear meh? FREAK you uh. then ask me why I in slippers. I say I got toe infection, and my that toe really redder than the rest, she tell me don't look like lehh. I'm telling you now that you are as blind as a bat. zzz. luckily Ivy save me sia. talk about my MC. if not that stupid woman will just nag and nag until the sun rise the next day lorhh. mouth so BIG one. plus your every word so sacastic one, how we differentiate? -.- zzz. hate her now. finally understand why so many people around me all dislike the disciplinary teachers. God, I wanna burn them down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so I've let everything off my chest now :D so much better after ranting xD SAYONARA for now. like until dunno when. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5244719120274034973?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5244719120274034973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5244719120274034973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5244719120274034973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5244719120274034973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SZ01YPHRMHI/AAAAAAAAACs/COmZzQejmIU/s72-c/DSC00216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3050757250966051000</id><published>2009-02-08T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:07:45.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWR ! POISON !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm like being uber random here -.- but those words are connected to what I'm gonna be giving people next sat xD gosh. it's like really hard to explain without giving away the whole thing -.- darn. haha. but I think I'll explain it next week or something :P if not people will be spamming on my tagboard? hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I was being really retarded yesterday -.- I was actually attempting to bake stuff o.o like can you imagine me baking after not touching an oven at all for like 2years? I even told my dad yesterday "30 mins till the oven explodes" because I set it the go off after 30 mins -.- but the oven had lots of weird buttons on it so I kinda struggled trying to understand them, and somehow I managed to not burn whatever that I was making :D though it didn't turn out to be what it was -.- at least it tasted nice :) but it was a bit too sweet so I should cut down on the number of chocolate chips I throw in next time :P oh gosh. wait. I'm like giving away more hints. okay I should seriously stop blogging before I give away more and ruin the whole surprise -.- (I'm like praying now that nobody bothers to check whether I updated my blog any time before 14Feb) :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3050757250966051000?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3050757250966051000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3050757250966051000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3050757250966051000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3050757250966051000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/02/rawr-poison-okay-im-like-being-uber.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-5836024350830047044</id><published>2009-02-03T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:18:35.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SYgL2WmfkdI/AAAAAAAAACk/eRzJVNU29f8/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298497990009262546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SYgL2WmfkdI/AAAAAAAAACk/eRzJVNU29f8/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I'm like eating macs now :) GOD I was like so freaking hungry larhhs. sadly I only realised that in the mrt when my stomach was like growling -.- OOH I GOT THE PICKLE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay so I'm like overly high now because I'm finally eating :D after like waiting for forever :P the bus was like super SLOW. and I actually had a craving for kfc, but it's so out of the way :( I wanted cheese fries.. and shrooms burger :D well actually I want TONS and TONS of cheese fries but that's not possible. macs already caused me to go broke :( zzz. and I actually had to buy the happy meal o.o cheapest meal what -.- and the toy is bloody retarded. looking back at the rest I have (at least 15) I think this one sucks the most. seriously. it's just pushing it around and watching it roll. zzz. one more to my "collection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OH speaking of that, I suddenly feel like collecting a lot of stuff, like postcards. thanks to seeing lin's huge stack of it. but her postcards are all nice ones :D the ones I used to collect are all crap. even the nice ones cause they were all soaked on a bloody irritating rainy day. when my school was still at the original one. the holding site just sucks. to the max. toilets aren't even working and the school would rather spend money on the new school than the one we are currently in. go die sia. and it's not my fault for behaving like this. sec 4 mah. sec 3 of course I hope the new school can finish asap larhhs -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh SHIT. I can't eat when I'm typing. that's so annoying -.- argh. I want to eat &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-5836024350830047044?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/5836024350830047044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=5836024350830047044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5836024350830047044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/5836024350830047044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-im-like-eating-macs-now-god-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SYgL2WmfkdI/AAAAAAAAACk/eRzJVNU29f8/s72-c/DSC00201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-544518432247594500</id><published>2009-01-28T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:31:25.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lols so I haven't updated for 2 weeks-.- I actually wanted to now and then but I just didn't have the time. life just sucks now. it's a whole crap of a hectic mess. technically, I'm pissed with a whole lot of things at the moment. but I'm holding back. though I get the feeling it's gonna come out some day. I'm just hoping now I can at least hold it back till after o's. at least then it doesn't really matter how much I ruin the relationships I've builded anymore. haha. of course, it's not counting those long-term ones. I'll always love those who have been with me since pri sch :) until I die. somehow, now, I think I took a wrong turn somewhere. perhaps I should have followed the other path, and suffer less now. heh. it's like I'm venting all my frustration at the moment. although I feel so mixed up right now. It's like I've lost my goal in life. I don't feel like doing anything anymore. I want to give up, so badly. I want to tell MOE I really don't care what's gonna happen from now on. you can give me 54 for my o's and I won't give a shit. I won't collapse at all, even if that's really the end result. I'm just worried for those who might take it harder than me. I don't want to pull others down when I'm ruining my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for motivation. the only motivation I'm getting is that if I don't do well, people around me are gonna start blaming themselves for it, like my parents, teachers and best friends. I know we promised to work hard together, but my vision is starting to blur already. I know we promised to grow up and start a business together, but I'm scared of pulling you guys down with me. it's like I'm lost at the moment, still finding my way. I'm just hoping now that something will happen, to point me in the right direction. although, I'm already starting to give up. I'm wishing I could start over, somewhere else. I'm wishing I never step foot into my current school. life is just hell. maybe going to st nicks might have been a better decision. only God knows. but maybe I could have fitted in better there. I probably would have been able to concentrate on my school work better? maybe I would be more accepted given my current personality? I admit I've changed. but it's thanks to some people I've met in my current school that I've turned out like this. thanks a hell lot. and even though I've never pointedly mentioned who these people are, they should know themselves. yet sadly, there are also people who might probably never know unless I say it straight to their faces. and lastly, even the people close to me in my current school could be any one of these people. though I'm not gonna be mentioning names now. but the people I really hate are those who think they are right when they are not, and still insist so. and even though they turned me into something they hate, they still don't realise that it's thanks to them. haha. such a nice joke :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really sorry now for those innocent people who have been affected by my mood, so I apologise. it may not be you though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-544518432247594500?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/544518432247594500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=544518432247594500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/544518432247594500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/544518432247594500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/lols-so-i-havent-updated-for-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2185652393872219915</id><published>2009-01-14T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:38:27.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dot dot dot. haha so lame uh-.- sian~ I think I have to like drop chem or something. I mean like seriously, I burn myself like twice liao in one day. plus, it's my worst subject. even ss/geog I got higher larhhs. omg so retarded. anyway I somehow think that kang has something against me after I burned myself. lols. and I saw his daughter. I was like stunned. and like everyone else, I said the only resemblance was due to their specs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a bloody gay day. because for me, that's how I live. zzz. I'm like posting stuff randomly now-.- can see I blur liao forget what I wanted to post at first. ohoh, I remember now. my mother and grandmother are like being super noisy. they're like shouting at each other. and it's not like they are unhappy with each other. it's just that my mother's not coming across to her, which made me laugh my butt off. somehow their conversation was super one-sided. but usually it also takes my grandmother forever to understand. by that time I already cannot tahan and walk away. like I can't believe my mother can just keep on repeating herself. if I EVER get married, I seriously don't want a mother-in-law like that. I think I'll just end up in the mental institute a bit earlier than expected :) haha. but they're like talking about things from really long ago, so I half understand. and my grandmother is really blur. it's kinda hard to explain why so I shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I'm like just plain tired now. weirdly, my maid managed to wake me up on first try. plus, I didn't even ask her to. which meant that she decreased the number of hours I was planning to sleep :( gah. and I like only realised that after dinner. guess blurness runs in the family eh-.- lols. I can't be bothered to post anymore. I want go read manga :D and I really hate that annoying thing that keeps popping up to ask me to update my comp by restarting it-.- urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2185652393872219915?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2185652393872219915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2185652393872219915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2185652393872219915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2185652393872219915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/dot-dot-dot.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3025855458122006466</id><published>2009-01-13T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:27:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWuK9Qhjb4I/AAAAAAAAACc/r5YBdW-1uEg/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290474972289134466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWuK9Qhjb4I/AAAAAAAAACc/r5YBdW-1uEg/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. so my excitement has currently died. haha. can you imagine screaming everyday just for one subject for the whole school year? I nearly attempted to do that, but then decided not to cause that would seem too retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. so my dad was like even more excited than me. har har. he was so happy I got A1 luh. like I was just uh huh and he was like smiling non-stop, as though he was the one who sat for the exam instead-.- my mom was also like, your father start boasting already lorhh. apparently today my older brother cousin came to visit, from my dad's side. guess how old is he. lols. I don't really remember, but I think he's older than my dad. and he's like from the same generation as me-.- got 2 kids liao some more. GEH~ but really larhhs I think my family background of my father's side like damn complicated. like my grandmother married twice. and one of the guys she married also marry twice, so it's like I have these long distance cousins-.- makes utterly no sense to me, but at least the generation now very hard to do these kind of things so it's okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. my mom is like forcing me to go off. so I'm like rushing this part out. but technically, I got nothing more to type. just don't want to sleep yet since I'm not that tired. lols fine. I still have to go-.- and yes, that photo was taken during chem lab :D (which is way random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, LOOK AT MY BEAUTIFUL SHOES xD and my skirt looks bloody long man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3025855458122006466?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3025855458122006466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3025855458122006466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3025855458122006466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3025855458122006466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWuK9Qhjb4I/AAAAAAAAACc/r5YBdW-1uEg/s72-c/DSC00181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8951517063909026052</id><published>2009-01-12T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:27:41.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY xD SO SO SO SO HAPPY xD haha. yepp most people already know about it. like seriously, I didn't expect myself to get A1 for chinese. I was like at most I will only get A2. now I owe Ivy a meal-.- I shouldn't have said that so easily. now I regret it. zzz. fine. treat then treat lorhh. no big deal since I'm in such a good mood. hehs. I also really don't care about homework anymore larhhs. the teachers can scold all they want I don't care liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. but I really damn surprised larhhs. all the people from my class that is in my chinese class currently all got A1 larhhs. so cool right? especially since we are like one of the lousiest. except for stupid Ivy who came to my class for no good reason when her chinese so bloody good. gah. I'm gonna like celebrate by using comp today for the whole day :D but seriously, judging from what happened on the day I took my exam, I wasn't expecting this grade. hehs. I remember I was throwing a bloody temper thanks to this bitch. but heck, I still scored well so you can lick my ass you bloody bitch. hahaha. but I think she seriously damn bitch. always think people copy her. like please larhhs, is you copy me de still say I copy you. go eff a cow larhhs you. and you bloody no taste man. seriously, you're better off dead. like at least you decompose can fertilise the soil. in other words, your body is equivalent to dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che. I can't be bothered posting about that bitch. it's just down grading myself, wasting my time, and effort. so hehs. I shall remain happy for as long as possible :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8951517063909026052?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8951517063909026052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8951517063909026052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8951517063909026052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8951517063909026052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8321417436819508286</id><published>2009-01-10T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:35:26.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWiyJElVhQI/AAAAAAAAACU/AhTY80G93iU/s1600-h/Gay+pic%5E%5E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289673631265555714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWiyJElVhQI/AAAAAAAAACU/AhTY80G93iU/s320/Gay+pic%5E%5E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. so kinda sleepy right now again. LOLS. went for mindchamps luh. I think that the one I'm having right now is like much much better than Empower U. like it SUCKED man. it sucked so badly I decided to come up with this retarded sign. (but actually it was damn gay.) yea. but the only reason I could do so was thanks to my DARLING lorhh. haha. so nice right. come all the way to tp to visit me for 1hr nia ^^ haha. I seriously cannot imagine the day LohLoh will do that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh so I was damn high today. firstly was because in the morning I was already screaming at my mother and stuff so like my mood was very energetic. weirdly in the car I go and zi-high for no good reason. like the whole trip there I laughing to myself lorhh. damn gay luh. so when I got there my mood was damn cheery and stuff. and I spoke out to the teacher sub-consciously. like I didn't even realise I was addressing the whole class when I said it. haha. just wanted to explain my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. after lunch I also damn high plus turned on thanks to my darling lorhh. but the whole day I keep on laughing in class thanks to the word &lt;em&gt;BALL. &lt;/em&gt;apparently, today had a lot more jokes about it. like there was this phrase we had to memorise (if possible) and it was "hit the ball and run". the original meaning was baseball, but you know, people who had dirty minds just couldn't control themselves :D and the next thing I thought of was the name that we had wanted for our class game stall, "smash our balls". hahahaha. like we have any. sadly, it had to be "hit me baby one more time", but that was gay enought too ;D anyway the funniest joke was when the teacher was explaining why people would be curious about something if they didn't know anything about it at all. at first he used himself as an example, then he used his rubber ball (he carries one along to &lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt; with when he teaches in class, technically so that he can teach better). so he asked the class what would they want to ask about the ball if they knew nothing about it. people were giving all sorts of good questions and then this guy, hahaha, asked "&lt;em&gt;why is it on the outside?&lt;/em&gt;" I literally burst out laughing larhhs. actually, I'm still laughing now :D best man. some more he sit next to me nia. I heard it loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was about it. but another thing that really amused me was that the teacher just found out today that I actually laugh at all the ball jokes. probably because I laughed a lot louder than usual. very high very turned on mah. then the moment he said, "see, even the girls start laughing already", I like burst out laughing even more, because he was looking at me when he said that. so I was like hiding behind another girl. pai seh mah. room got guys. all girls then never mind larhhs. I think I too used to only girl environment liao. forever making sick jokes. ugh. when I graduate I confirm cannot get used to new school. I really need to gay around luh. like have someone to be as sick as me :D at most I train new people lorhh. like how NRL intro me into the world of THE HUMAN BODY :) I'm like trying to phrase this as nicely as I can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lols. shall post again tmr after studying with LL and RL. HOPEFULLY. haha. I scared I cannot finish homework there then must chiong at home again-.- zzz. because they are another cause of my distraction. they are the other group who also thinks as perverted as me :D but if I never became friends with RL, I probably wouldn't be able to come out with the jokes that I have, so thank you NRL for introducing me to &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end ^^ (added it because it sounded like something someone would say at a graduation ceremony)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8321417436819508286?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8321417436819508286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8321417436819508286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8321417436819508286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8321417436819508286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SWiyJElVhQI/AAAAAAAAACU/AhTY80G93iU/s72-c/Gay+pic%5E%5E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-4416740765559436952</id><published>2009-01-07T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:42:30.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>egad. I'm freaking stressed uh. that's why I'm like coming online to de-stress. I really no mood to do homework anymore. I want to die sia :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. just decided to post for the sake of posting. to update it. but this post is gonna be so short compared to the rest cause I seriously no mood to blog also. at first in school I actually had. but later reach home really damn tired so can't be bothered liao. next time then update properly :) hehs. actually wanted to blog about the teen bondage thing today. but I forgot to take photo of it luh so when I get the photo then I discuss about it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, off I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-4416740765559436952?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/4416740765559436952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=4416740765559436952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4416740765559436952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/4416740765559436952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/egad.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2414848841315081264</id><published>2009-01-05T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:31:47.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh. I'm like half dead now. sec 4 life SUCKS to the max. the only thing I'm gonna like about this year is that I'm leaving the stupid school :D if you ask me to stay for one more year I'd rather go blind. but lol that might happen. haha. since after 5hrs of chionging holiday homework made my eyes damn pain. but I feel damn pro. to be able to sit down and actually do homework for 5hrs non-stop :) heh. but that caused me to skip lunch. which is BAD. lols and no, I'm not going on a diet. I'm just finishing the homework that's supposed to be in the teacher's eyes today or I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today is like what? the second day of school. and I'm like already talking like this. can see how I'm gonna be like in the future liao. haha. damn stress uh. at school teachers stress. at home parents stress. at cinema homework stress. best lorhh. thinking of homework while watching movie. actually that happened to me quite a few times-.- so I made up my mind to only go to the cinema during holidays. like the really long ones :) but I don't care how short the next hol is anymore. I just want a break. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann I'm like just complaining here. might happen every school day if I get the chance to use the computer. urgh. so prepared to get used to it ^^and lols I'm like so annoyed by yckss de uniform. ugly until like hell. today I first time see nia. look like amkss but I think amk de nicer. and this girl, confirm sec 1, shirt so bloody big then she so bloody small larhh. her skirt like cannot see larhhs. (their uniform is tuck out one) then suddenly got 2 more girls come in. wahlao, one of them got bitch face bitch attitude. hairstyle like mushroom/jellyfish, let down some more. look damn disgusting larhhs. whole bus ride I staring lorhh. haha. worst thing is, dunno whether the person cut no good or she comb wrong, her hair some longer (like 1cm) some shorter. so ugly uh. and she still keep on touching it every 20sec like want show off like that. I purposely go pull my tie when she look at me. I think she said something to her friend but it can't be any worse than what I'm saying now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols anw haha. just remembered something funny. today I was carrying a sling bag to school. then I really bad at adjusting it, so in the end it become very low. I go home right, look like small kid sia. just like Ivy said I would. just that she added this annoying part. "old woman want to act like kid." then I was like "no lorhh, I so young." hahaha. can you imagine if this was the blog of a 30plus year old woman? LOLS. okay maybe not funny. to me damn funny larhhs. I half asleep mahs. and something happens everytime I'm half asleep ^^ not gibberish come out means nonsense come out. (these 2 things got difference O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO SLEEP~!! HAHA. SO RAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2414848841315081264?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2414848841315081264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2414848841315081264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2414848841315081264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2414848841315081264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3504585806991125688</id><published>2009-01-04T08:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:13:14.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SONO ME.. DARE NO ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3504585806991125688?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3504585806991125688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3504585806991125688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3504585806991125688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3504585806991125688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/sono-me-dare-no-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-895205306067816548</id><published>2009-01-04T05:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:37:07.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SV_adcepvII/AAAAAAAAACM/vg1dvOvUgkc/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287184686952070274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SV_adcepvII/AAAAAAAAACM/vg1dvOvUgkc/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL apparently someone wants to be mentioned on my blog. harhar. too bad mah gay partner. your actions everyday are so freaking gay it seems like there is nothing special about it. heh. just joking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. so now I'm like awake at 5plus in the morning sneezing my butt off cause it's freakingly cold. rawr. and please hor, don't think it's because I thought today is a school day-.- haha. it's just that I can't sleep larhhs. but technically speaking, that SHOULD be the case, since I was sleeping at 8pm. wonder why I slept so early? mindchamps lorhh. I go there like zombie, come back STILL like zombie. morning cannot wake up, DUH. evening come back I damn hungry and tired larhhs. reach home, first thing I do is eat. then second thing is SLEEP. wait, I sound like a pig now-.- nvm, third thing is wake up then play comp lorhh xD then later at a more appropiate time I going to chiong homework. but confirm cannot finish one. aiyah, just die larhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sniff- omg I cannot stand it already larhhs. I need to seriously go eat some flu medicine. haha. but before I leave, I just realised something. why my this post got so much singlish?? I think is because I just wake up larhhs. exam I write like this, really die liao lorhh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-895205306067816548?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/895205306067816548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=895205306067816548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/895205306067816548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/895205306067816548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-apparently-someone-wants-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SV_adcepvII/AAAAAAAAACM/vg1dvOvUgkc/s72-c/DSC00123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-7162115855644656328</id><published>2009-01-02T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:13:48.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND THE NEW YEAR STARTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH A SCREAM SESSION~!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OH MY HOLY CRAP :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so what else is in store on the first day but knowing how horrible your teachers are? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the bomb man. I thought my form teacher was enough for me to suffer for my whole sec 4 life. guess again. knowing that some of my teachers changed just killed me. all of a sudden I think that my maths teacher is my most favourite teacher on earth xD yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M SO TEMPTED TO PON EVERY LESSON OF SS/GEOG. well, that's just because that is just my worst subject. no matter how I study, how much effort I put in, the grades just doesn't change. It like I'm doomed to fail it :) and guess who's my teacher for that subject. sec 4 level head :D hahahahaha. can see how I'm gonna get tortured. now I think choosing cedar was definitely a wrong choice. I DAMN STRESS LUH. and then here comes more teachers who stress me some more until I want to just end my life. so much for gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwa~ I have like 1000001 complains about this year. it just sucks. okay I just summed it up in 3 words. hahaha. the best thing about today was actually that I got to watch chaos;head. OMG I really REALLY LOVE gruesome stuff :DD just that I think that the ending song doesn't suit it at all. it's just kinda too happy, when this show contains like so much blood and death. haha. awesome. I think I just used tons of the word 'just' in this post. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping now that next week will be okay. so much for TGIF(FYI it means Thank God It's Friday), and you know what? because of mindchamps I'm like gonna change TGIF to HCIF. which just means HOLY CRAP IT'S FRIDAY, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS omg I'm like so bored now. I feel like sleeping since I'm freaking tired, but then again I just took a nap a few hours ago. woke up just to watch tv. hehe. sian. I want to finish my homework but I like damn lazy larhhs. what to do? haha. but I confirm will chiong my homework on sunday. since from now onwards, every sunday is study session with ll and rl-.- those annoying people who don't have to take o lvl and are talking about getting a 2 for their gpa or something. like haha I don't even understand. just great :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-7162115855644656328?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/7162115855644656328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=7162115855644656328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7162115855644656328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/7162115855644656328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6369357492109263062</id><published>2009-01-01T03:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:22:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SVvQYOkr2VI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUzfCcBze5w/s1600-h/Aemo20.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286047702296811858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SVvQYOkr2VI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUzfCcBze5w/s320/Aemo20.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S HOT. the heat's terrible :( kill me. rawr. nonono. it's new year. I shouldn't be saying that O.O haha. I MISSED THE COUNTDOWN. like yay I rock to the max man. (once again cuts in with an irony^^) I was like hmm.. playing cards :D yup was totally enjoying it. much much better than the countdown. &lt;em&gt;CAUSE I WON. &lt;/em&gt;but only at stress. played blackjack too. won some lost some. seriously, that game totally depends on your luck sia. guess everyone's is good since it is the new years. hoho. this year it's the OX. woohoo. my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. yesterday was kinda fun :D my dad was holding a party. meant for gambling. DUH. to tell you the truth, they're still gambling now :P heh. and except for them I'm the only one still awake. cool eh. people asleep in my house at the moment: mum, sister, grandma, cousin, aunt. my aunt kinda got fed up with my uncle playing mahjong so she decided to sleep for awhile. my cousin's staying for real. I bet they got on air-con. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so my hair kinda looks weird now. (so AWESOMELY RAD.) heh. decided to be an idiot and clipped it up. was trying some new hairstyle. gah. that reminds me. I need to tie up my hair when school reopens. but it's hard :( shit. I just reminded myself about homework. I think I'm so amazing. until now I still haven't done a single thing. planning to chiong tmr. (even though I know I confirm won't do one-.-) okay. so now I'm just waiting for a hopeful extension :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. my leg kinda hurts right now :( all my sister's fault. bet whoever's reading this is gonna laugh their butt off. man. I was just jogging right in front of her. and she crashed into me. like her bike's front wheel went between my legs and hit my AHEM. while scraping both my legs. right one's more hurt though. it looked like a zebra crossing before I cleaned it. you know like black and skin colour, black and skin colour throughout my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, I really wanna sleep now-.- but there's this weird construction sound coming from I dunno where which is annoying me. furthermore, some people like just walked past my house and were talking damn loudly. well, loud enough to prevent me from sleeping. ohh, and the BEST thing was, some people just called me a long time ago at 2 plus to ask me to go to siloso beach. of course I went like huh. I can't even go to the playground (which is a 5min walk from my house) and you want me to go all the way to sentosa O.O TOTALLY THE BEST SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. I wanna go to the playground at night again. I mean like it's so cool to go there at night to play the swing :D especially when it's so peaceful and all^^ hmm and if I want to go with someone, I'm definitely going with :D my cousin^^ the guy one who is the same age as my sister. why? because he is SO MUCH MORE MATURE. at least he doesn't cry for 10mins just because he doesn't get to play the swing. unlike someone. WHICH IS NOT ME. geh. I feel like sneaking out of the house to go there now. maybe I should? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CAN'T SLEEP ON NEW YEARS. I SEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6369357492109263062?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6369357492109263062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6369357492109263062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6369357492109263062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6369357492109263062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/SVvQYOkr2VI/AAAAAAAAACE/SUzfCcBze5w/s72-c/Aemo20.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8891969875932183939</id><published>2008-12-24T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:10:01.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it's christmas eve today. and I'm like alone right now. no plans no nothing. just plain stoning. so cool yea :D SENSE THE IRONY DUDE. haha. I'm feeling so literature-ish right now, probably because the only homework I actually did was that. the thing is, I spent 3 days doing it and it's STILL NOT DONE. rawr. I'm like venting my anger here. but I'm panicking too. WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF MY HOMEWORK? nooooooooooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. so I went to play pool today. was scolded like hell by sy cause I couldn't do it properly at all :( but after she left I improved immensely :D she really makes me stressed. but I was so freaking turned on too. with all the balls and everything. I kept making jokes out of it. yesterday too. okay WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE AN AFFINITY WITH BALLS? shit. pretend you didn't hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh I wish lin would come back faster :( then me and ruo can give her her christmas present :D really want to see her wearing it ^^ hehe. oh and I'm so obsessed with the clothes I bought from malaysia. why? BECAUSE I'M THE ONLY ONE WEARING NICE CLOTHES AROUND :D like I can't believe you can't find those clothes in singapore when they are so nice. yea haha even my father agreed. and he rarely comments on my dressing too. except for new years if I wear something ridiculously stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEH. I don't know what I should do now. I feel like watching anime but there's nothing to watch-.- I wish the last episode of ef - a tale of melodies would hurry up and come out so I can watch it. I still have 3 more days to wait :( well, it's not as bad as 1 week :) lols. suddenly I'm feeling so sleepy. I wonder if I should go take a nap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON CHRISTMAS EVE? NO WAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8891969875932183939?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8891969875932183939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8891969875932183939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8891969875932183939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8891969875932183939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-its-christmas-eve-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-2786085951829488313</id><published>2008-12-11T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:46:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST_5Ym8ZymI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9P7aD4itsKg/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278211489467583074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST_5Ym8ZymI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9P7aD4itsKg/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I killed 100 ants today. haha. they were crawling all over my cup-.- personal note: never leave empty cup (which previously held lime juice) on the table. okay. but anyway at least I exterminated many :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. so ruo's back now. she just called me about half an hr ago? lols. so I got really mixed about when she was supposed to come back too-.- haha. was playing crunchyland then. still hooked. and my sister's finally lvl 11. I just made one today, and it's already lvl 18. (I wasn't concentrating on that one though) zzz. and habbo is so annoying. you only get 3 freebies. LOLS. except now they keep on giving penguins. haha. everyday a new and different one-.- SO LAME. I GIVE UP LIAO. can't believe my sister hooked to it. she just likes the game there so much. because she keeps on winning-.- well, her comp doesn't lag at least. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh kinda feeling tired at the moment. maybe I should sleep soon since I didn't get much sleep yesterday. -yawns-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-2786085951829488313?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/2786085951829488313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=2786085951829488313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2786085951829488313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/2786085951829488313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-i-killed-100-ants-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST_5Ym8ZymI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9P7aD4itsKg/s72-c/DSC00089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-8791636103388845323</id><published>2008-12-10T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:19:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho so both me and my sis slept at 7 in the morning :P I woke up about 1hr ago and my sis just woke up because I was being super noisy. haha. weirdly though, she didn't wake up when I was showering. her eyes were damn red anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh this is so annoying. my whole comp's lagging. stupid AVG run what stupid test. make my comp lag like siao. at least I have my kachang puteh and lime juice with me :) my grandmother only made it because my dad's back. so biased lorhh. I want then she don't want make &gt;.&lt; luckily my dad likes the same stuff I do :D when he's not here, I would eat up all the junk food in the house :P because those are the only food stuff that I'm willing to eat ^^ hehs. so making me eat isn't that easy after all :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm gonna start multi-tasking again :) praying that my comp won't lag much later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-8791636103388845323?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/8791636103388845323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=8791636103388845323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8791636103388845323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/8791636103388845323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoho-so-both-me-and-my-sis-slept-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3764855025588374612</id><published>2008-12-10T04:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:50:34.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST7aEQaaT3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SbNDl6SRjXQ/s1600-h/Aemo19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST7aEQaaT3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SbNDl6SRjXQ/s320/Aemo19.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277895579984875378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow I feel like I've been cheated. haha. so my parents were late. they didn't come back on monday. so I was worrying my butt off for nothing-.- they only reached home on tues at 12+ in the MORNING. surprisingly, they didn't bring the key. LOLS so they were predicting that we would be up? zzz. and they would't tell us what they were doing. ahh wells, I wasn't that interested anyway. besides that, lin's leaving today instead. something happened. haha. I was really well, shocked? to hear that. can't find the proper word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I bet you're wondering why I'm posting at this hour. heh. so I couldn't bear to shut down. I'm like trying to accomplish many many things at the moment. firstly, crunchyland. well, that was obvious. (if you were reading my previous posts) only leveled up twice today. couldn't concentrate on it sadly. kept side-tracking. and now I practically can't kill any NPCs at all-.- rawr. secondly, habbo. I'm weirdly addicted to it, now that they give freebies. they used to give nothing at all. making people spend loads of money buying furni-.- thirdly, code geass. I'm trying to watch it but imeem loads so slowly. so when it's loading I have to play crunchyland. it's hard to do that with habbo since it keeps lagging so much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's about what I've been feeling and doing much for the whole day :) sorry, I meant yesterday. har har. but I woke up at 4pm, isn't it natural for me to stay up until now? :D though, my sister's still awake too. I guess she couldn't leave her comp too, now that she's given the chance to use it. heh. but I'm really astonished as to why my mother actually let her use it at all. last time she was not even allowed an hour, let alone half a day. it's so gonna kill her eyesight. luckily for me, my eyesight's not bad :) my specs are only 50-50. haha. I sound like I'm so bored to actually go make one. and I cheated on the eye test :P so that I could qualify for specs :) don't tell the person who did the eye test for me kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. I kinda don't feel sleepy at all :( but if this keeps up I get the feeling my laptop's gonna burn from too much usage. or maybe not? since the day has been so freakishly cold. let alone at this kind of hour. anyways my sister is so retarded. she scolded me yesterday for not telling her it was 2 in the morning and that she should go to sleep. like in the first place, did she ask me to? LOLS. I wonder what she would say if she knew the time now. or is she just feigning ignorance? I SERIOUSLY wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3764855025588374612?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3764855025588374612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3764855025588374612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3764855025588374612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3764855025588374612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/somehow-i-feel-like-ive-been-cheated.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/ST7aEQaaT3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SbNDl6SRjXQ/s72-c/Aemo19.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-3138268811564631198</id><published>2008-12-08T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:04:33.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as you all can guess, yes, I'm playing crunchyland again. at first I was kind of diverted with dragonfable. it got boring after a 8 hours though :( technically it's because I can't complete the new quests at all. rawr, I need new weapons but I don't know where to get them. anyway back to crunchyland. under my STRONG influence, my sister has therefore also joined crunchyland. haha. abandoning the other games she was playing just now like mechquest, and habbo. but stupidly, I saw her laptop at the wrong time and found out habbo made some improvements. so now, I'm going to try playing it-.- to see why my cousin was so obsessed with it last year and this year still. of course, I will still be playing crunchyland on the sidelines. to make sure I level up :) and that my sister will NEVER beat me :)) heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next topic. sadly, today my parents are coming back. nobody actually knows what time they'll be back-.- my sister will have to stop playing once they're home. so sad. I will be unable to play for 16hours straight in a day too :( which is probably why my eyesight is getting a little blurry now :P that's why I have resorted to wearing my specs :D makes me look so awesomely smart. and I've been weirdly rhyming stuff the whole day. har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sad but happy topic. linnie that poo is going to china today :( won't be seeing her till much much later. like around 28 dec. will she manage to be able to watch twilight with us(me and ruo)? but to tell you the truth, I don't want to watch it. I'd rather watch chihuahua twice or something. ahh wells, all for the sake of friendship :) bear with your hatred for the guy who is acting as edward. (who is not hot, not cute at all &gt;.&lt;) I'd probably get bashed if his fans see this. hahaha. sadly I don't appreciate looks. and anyway, ruo's coming back today. I can't believe it, they just like missed each other. just like me and ruo that time. on the same day I came back, she went off to japan. this whole dec the 3 of us are soo separated. at least lin's gonna blog and email us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahaha. oh randomness is loved~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-3138268811564631198?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/3138268811564631198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=3138268811564631198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3138268811564631198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/3138268811564631198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-here-again-d-and-as-you-all-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6255413586012489108</id><published>2008-12-06T23:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:43:34.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STqbd-XvAPI/AAAAAAAAABs/gGgGTqdB-ig/s1600-h/Aemo1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STqbd-XvAPI/AAAAAAAAABs/gGgGTqdB-ig/s320/Aemo1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276700852679016690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello to whoever's reading this ^^ (doubt there is any anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS anyway I went out yesterday :P with lin. finally got to exercise those legs of mine &gt;.&lt; haha. we went to watch wildchild. so much for chihuahua. though it was not bad. and I managed to laugh my butt off in the cinema ^^ well, that's really true because I was the one making the most noise there. (even before the movie even started.) technically it wasn't my fault. the commercials were hilarious. okay, maybe I was over-reacting. though, the new ad to remind us to switch off our handphones was the best. it killed me. haha. stupid guy picks up the iron, thought it was the telephone. TWICE. burned both sides of his face. such a smart guy. "这叫做分心。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I recommend to watch wildchild. haha. it was funnier than the last movie I watched ^^ actually I don't remember what's the previous one. it was supposed to be a comedy but it wasn't that funny-.- yea you get the deal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay~ cause I managed to buy a shirt. to go with the white tie that I bought. (and YES, I bought the tie from a GUY shop.) heh, now I have more clothes that will make me look GUY-ish. oh, a gentle reminder. try not to go out with me if you're intent is to go shopping for clothes. I'll just end up oogling at clothes in the guy's section ^^ to me, they are soo much better than the girl's. but that's just my own opinion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr ! I'm gonna go watch anime now. suddenly became in the mood to ? I'm kinda looking for the tower of druaga now because crunchyroll says it's not available in my area-.- so annoying. now the only thing I like about that website is crunchyland. still kinda addicted to it a bit :P play it and you'll get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6255413586012489108?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6255413586012489108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6255413586012489108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6255413586012489108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6255413586012489108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-to-whoevers-reading-this-doubt.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STqbd-XvAPI/AAAAAAAAABs/gGgGTqdB-ig/s72-c/Aemo1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2161993028775760248.post-6196985917451857282</id><published>2008-12-04T13:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:22:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>addicted to generation - by simple plan ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still hooked to crunchyland :P trying to find some nice stuff to buy right now. to boost my strength and all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! anyway I can't believe I'm actually drinking milk right now-.- actually it's because I'm scared that my grandmother would totally flare at me if I drank the lime juice instead. she already scolded me for eating the kachang puteh she made :( but anyway having something cold is better than nothing ^^ sadly it's getting warmer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, I'm super pissed with the new maid-.- she fried my comb. like literally. the part that's being used to comb my hair is like all black now. so I have to get a new comb later. zzz. kinda lazy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg lols. there's like this quarrel on crunchyland now :P whether shugo chara, vampire knight or twilight is the best. it's super amusing now. haha. now it's over which guy is gay. mann I'm going to concentrate there now. too much fun going on xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2161993028775760248-6196985917451857282?l=life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/feeds/6196985917451857282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2161993028775760248&amp;postID=6196985917451857282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6196985917451857282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2161993028775760248/posts/default/6196985917451857282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-freaking-boring.blogspot.com/2008/12/addicted-to-generation-by-simple-plan.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01932745584232081556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_utGxS19cGSg/STaA7O6SCTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BK8ZI0I2UuA/S220/Soulja_Boy____Auction_Piece_by_reryu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
