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&gt;&lt; RARR!(x&lt;br /&gt;cellie! rmbr to sleep more drink more water and dont stay up too late sleep more drink more water and dont stay up too late sleep more drink more water and dont stay up too late. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh whateverr. weiming eliz sandy hung cellie xinyi are all crippled. and thts what makes malacca fieldtrip 06 such a great experience(:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HUNG SANDY CELLIe XINYI WEIMING ELIZ ELVIS ASOK AND EVERYONE ELSE ON THIS RETARDED FIELDTRIP &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114905567477698338?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114905567477698338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114905567477698338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114905567477698338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114905567477698338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/05/thankyouu-charissa-for-being-such-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-114768726253739711</id><published>2006-05-15T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T03:01:02.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STAAANDDD TAAALLLL.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FALL BACK DOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayouu cellie xinyi hungg charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;ure math'll be finee yea?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRR. I MISS WESTGRANDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH GONE WILD - 23RD JUNE 2006, WHITLEY SECONDARY!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114768726253739711?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114768726253739711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114768726253739711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114768726253739711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114768726253739711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/05/staaanddd-taaallll.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-114713218493285740</id><published>2006-05-08T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T16:52:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #C2CEDB" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="270"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="color: black; background: #eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Global Personality Test Results&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stability&lt;/b&gt; (46%) medium which suggests you average somewhere in between being calm and resilient and being anxious and reactive.&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Orderliness&lt;/b&gt; (33%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Extraversion&lt;/b&gt; (46%) medium which suggests you average somewhere in between being assertive and social and being withdrawn and solitary.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global5.html"&gt;Take Free Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy, disorganized, not rule conscious, rebellious, rash, weird, ambivalent about chaos, likes bizarre things, anti-authority, not good at saving money, not a perfectionist, leaves many things unfinished, low self control, strange, desires more attention, romantic daydreamer, abstract, impractical, unproductive, leisurely, likes the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. "overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment. "&lt;br /&gt;totally spells out ADAPTABILITY pleasee. which is not even a &lt;em&gt;strength&lt;/em&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;RARR. lousy strengthsquest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114713218493285740?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114713218493285740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114713218493285740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114713218493285740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114713218493285740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/05/global-personality-test-results.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-114657915678388538</id><published>2006-05-02T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:13:53.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reportsreportsreports.&lt;br /&gt;chemmicar.introduction.litreview.methodology.results.discussion.conclusion.reflection&lt;br /&gt;RS.introduction.litreview.methodology.results.discussion.conclusion.reflection&lt;br /&gt;MYRETARDEDLIFE. introduction.litreview.methodology.results.discussion.conclusion.reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. how exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project title: HOW TO MAKE SERENE LESS OF A SLACKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRODUCTION:&lt;br /&gt;*aim of this project&lt;br /&gt;to transform serene into a mugger&lt;br /&gt;*why we want to do this project&lt;br /&gt;because mugging is good for the mind body and soul. and because mugging lets you get presentable grades which is useful for ehh. i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE REVIEW.&lt;br /&gt;uhh. research has shown that serene has a history of being a slacker. And this is badly affecting her grades cause she's not smart, unlike people like cellie sandy weiren etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Maybe the sec2s can take up this topic for their RS this year or smthg. Like 1/109583745 of their report has alrdy been written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH. WHATEVER! I'M MAKING DOLLARS. -ignoreignore-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARR. schoolsucks. 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narcissistic ways of life&lt;br /&gt;It's about to bring me all the way down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;westgrand is cheem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114381336364793098?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114381336364793098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114381336364793098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114381336364793098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114381336364793098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-114326806981566981</id><published>2006-03-24T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T03:02:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="280" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWhtLpx8Cu8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWhtLpx8Cu8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="280" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114326806981566981?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114326806981566981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114326806981566981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114326806981566981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114326806981566981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-114062085914465042</id><published>2006-02-22T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T07:07:39.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking to imcb people reminded me that i havent blogged abt imcb so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and doing bio notes for the past two hours has influenced me to write in point form((:&lt;br /&gt;yayy. i am guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bits and pieces of imcb:&lt;br /&gt;- lecture.lecture.lunch.experiment.slack.slack.slack.SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;- gossips!(:&lt;br /&gt;- wonderfull bench partners- syaz shirl lucy victor rainer&lt;br /&gt;- exscholmates who (suprisingly) still recgonise me(:&lt;br /&gt;- lotsa loww pants and flashing uhh. underwear. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;- ultralong lunch breaks. subway. some noodlehouse. coffeebean. crystal jade. yumm!&lt;br /&gt;- guy flushing toilet bowl!&lt;br /&gt;- "brian! -kissingsound- aaron! - kissing sound-" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- waving at doors(:&lt;br /&gt;- screwing up for our wonderfull presentation.&lt;br /&gt;- staring at deformed babies. (zebrafish AND human)&lt;br /&gt;- laughing at retarded ghosts&lt;br /&gt;- watching them mate(x&lt;br /&gt;- COMPLETING our bio log book (yeahright)&lt;br /&gt;- ogling at erik&lt;s&gt;'s lookalike&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thankyouu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- sandy and her mum for all the carpooling. sandy's mum's hair is funkily orange and she rocks.&lt;br /&gt;- hci people and ada(: for providing entertainment&lt;br /&gt;- benchmates! for uhh.. screwing up presentation tgther&lt;br /&gt;- rv and bpgh people for being so nice and crappy(:&lt;br /&gt;i miss imcb and the baby fishes we ermm.. delievered(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-114062085914465042?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/114062085914465042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=114062085914465042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114062085914465042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/114062085914465042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/02/talking-to-imcb-people-reminded-me.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113897528100979202</id><published>2006-02-03T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:01:21.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; i'd gotten over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113897528100979202?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113897528100979202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113897528100979202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113897528100979202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113897528100979202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-thought-id-gotten-over-it.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113843139752177766</id><published>2006-01-27T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:58:09.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you tell me you're in love with me&lt;br /&gt;like you can't take your pretty eyes away from me.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i don't want to stay&lt;br /&gt;but every time you come too close i move away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna believe in everything that you say&lt;br /&gt;coz it sounds so good.&lt;br /&gt;but if you really want me, move slow.&lt;br /&gt;there's things about me you just have to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i run&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hide&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm scared of you.&lt;br /&gt;but all I really want is to hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;treat you right&lt;br /&gt;be with you day and night&lt;br /&gt;baby all I need is time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be so shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every time that i'm alone i wonder why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that you will wait for me&lt;br /&gt;you'll see that you're the only one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hang around and you'll see&lt;br /&gt;there's nowhere i'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;if you love me, trust in me&lt;br /&gt;the way that I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i run&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hide&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm scared of you.&lt;br /&gt;but all I really want is to hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;treat you right&lt;br /&gt;be with you day and night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby all I need is time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-britneyspears. sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113843139752177766?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113843139752177766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113843139752177766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113843139752177766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113843139752177766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-tell-me-youre-in-love-with-me-like.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113835747573284203</id><published>2006-01-27T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T02:24:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>strengthquest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Adaptability&lt;br /&gt;You live in the moment. You don't see the future as a fixed destination. Instead, you see it as a place that you create out of the choices that you make right now. And so you discover your future one choice at a time. This doesn't mean that you don't have plans. You probably do. But this theme of Adaptability does enable you to respond willingly to the demands of the moment even if they pull you away from your plans. Unlike some, you don't resent sudden requests or unforeseen detours. You expect them. They are inevitable. Indeed, on some level you actually look forward to them. You are, at heart, a very flexible person who can stay productive when the demands of work are pulling you in many different directions at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Developer&lt;br /&gt;You see the potential in others. Very often, in fact, potential is all you see. In your view no individual is fully formed. On the contrary, each individual is a work in progress, alive with possibilities. And you are drawn toward people for this very reason. When you interact with others, your goal is to help them experience success. You look for ways to challenge them. You devise interesting experiences that can stretch them and help them grow. And all the while you are on the lookout for the signs of growth-a new behavior learned or modified, a slight improvement in a skill, a glimpse of excellence or of "flow" where previously there were only halting steps. For you these small increments-invisible to some-are clear signs of potential being realized. These signs of growth in others are your fuel. They bring you strength and satisfaction. Over time many will seek you out for help and encouragement because on some level they know that your helpfulness is both genuine and fulfilling to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Empathy&lt;br /&gt;You can sense the emotions of those around you. You can feel what they are feeling as though their feelings are your own. Intuitively, you are able to see the world through their eyes and share their perspective. You do not necessarily agree with each person's perspective. You do not necessarily feel pity for each person's predicament-this would be sympathy, not Empathy. You do not necessarily condone the choices each person makes, but you do understand. This instinctive ability to understand is powerful. You hear the unvoiced questions. You anticipate the need. Where others grapple for words, you seem to find the right words and the right tone. You help people find the right phrases to express their feelings-to themselves as well as to others. You help them give voice to their emotional life. For all these reasons other people are drawn to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Restorative&lt;br /&gt;You love to solve problems. Whereas some are dismayed when they encounter yet another breakdown, you can be energized by it. You enjoy the challenge of analyzing the symptoms, identifying what is wrong, and finding the solution. You may prefer practical problems or conceptual ones or personal ones. You may seek out specific kinds of problems that you have met many times before and that you are confident you can fix. Or you may feel the greatest push when faced with complex and unfamiliar problems. Your exact preferences are determined by your other themes and experiences. But what is certain is that you enjoy bringing things back to life. It is a wonderful feeling to identify the undermining factor(s), eradicate them, and restore something to its true glory. Intuitively, you know that without your intervention, this thing-this machine, this technique, this person, this company-might have ceased to function. You fixed it, resuscitated it, rekindled its vitality. Phrasing it the way you might, you saved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Harmony&lt;br /&gt;You look for areas of agreement. In your view there is little to be gained from conflict and friction, so you seek to hold them to a minimum. When you know that the people around you hold differing views, you try to find the common ground. You try to steer them away from confrontation and toward harmony. In fact, harmony is one of your guiding values. You can't quite believe how much time is wasted by people trying to impose their views on others. Wouldn't we all be more productive if we kept our opinions in check and instead looked for consensus and support? You believe we would, and you live by that belief. When others are sounding off about their goals, their claims, and their fervently held opinions, you hold your peace. When others strike out in a direction, you will willingly, in the service of harmony, modify your own objectives to merge with theirs (as long as their basic values do not clash with yours). When others start to argue about their pet theory or concept, you steer clear of the debate, preferring to talk about practical, down-to-earth matters on which you can all agree. In your view we are all in the same boat, and we need this boat to get where we are going. It is a good boat. There is no need to rock it just to show thatyou can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113835747573284203?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113835747573284203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113835747573284203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113835747573284203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113835747573284203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/01/strengthquest-1-adaptability-you-live.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113800412007405854</id><published>2006-01-23T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T00:15:20.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish you happiness&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'll find peace&lt;br /&gt;i wish you all the best in life&lt;br /&gt;and most of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you love.&lt;br /&gt;- tiramisu(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its three weeks into school and i'm not dead yet!(x&lt;br /&gt;congrats, hung! on winning talentime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113800412007405854?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113800412007405854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113800412007405854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113800412007405854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113800412007405854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wish-you-happiness-i-wish-youll-find.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113438219825084462</id><published>2005-12-12T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T02:10:01.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you &lt;em&gt;will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision &lt;/em&gt;that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so &lt;em&gt;good-looking people aren't necessarily your style.&lt;/em&gt; This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. &lt;/s&gt; (lol!) But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there,&lt;/em&gt; away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you&lt;/em&gt;. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;yannie says&lt;/s&gt; this quiz is very accurate((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113438219825084462?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113438219825084462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113438219825084462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113438219825084462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113438219825084462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113438065562122599</id><published>2005-12-12T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:44:15.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yf camp was just great. thankew pete for being such a great workshop group(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113438065562122599?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113438065562122599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113438065562122599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113438065562122599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113438065562122599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/12/boo-yf-camp-was-just-great.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113367132508518642</id><published>2005-12-03T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T20:42:05.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a 45720GB player!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113367132508518642?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113367132508518642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113367132508518642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113367132508518642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113367132508518642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/12/rarr.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113360605753290602</id><published>2005-12-03T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T02:34:17.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAOGE!!! IF YOU SEE THIS I'M GOING TO GET BACK AT YOU &lt;em&gt;SOMEDAY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.winterrowd.com/maze.swf"&gt;www.winterrowd.com/maze.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've been warned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113360605753290602?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113360605753290602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113360605753290602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113360605753290602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113360605753290602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/12/baoge-if-you-see-this-im-going-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113360357686406935</id><published>2005-12-03T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T01:52:56.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. i'll take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. had kaoji tdy. rarr. was kinda gross. bt wgy said its okayy. ahh wtv.&lt;br /&gt;talking abt kaoji.. come for concert on 6th dec! eight bucks only. its seven thirty at VCH. COME!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMASS!! in 22 days.&lt;br /&gt;dear santa:&lt;br /&gt;i've been really good this year((:&lt;br /&gt;wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;~ guitarr!&lt;br /&gt;~ nice FAT notebook. grrr. azone ones are so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;~ tuner~&lt;br /&gt;~ west grand's album!! RARR!! noone sells it! so irriating. WGB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rocks&lt;/em&gt; okayy.&lt;br /&gt;~ chocolate buffet meal!((x&lt;br /&gt;~ nice earings!&lt;br /&gt;~ zen micro.&lt;br /&gt;okayy. shan't be greedy.&lt;br /&gt;i love santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEST GRAND's -NO AGE LIMIT- gig.&lt;br /&gt;10th dec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REHEARSAL. CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;5th, 6th dec&lt;br /&gt;aft which i can &lt;em&gt;throw my huu outta the window!&lt;/em&gt;((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;4th - 10th dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know, dearie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i cld too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113360357686406935?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113360357686406935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113360357686406935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113360357686406935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113360357686406935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/12/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113334612622727878</id><published>2005-11-30T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:22:06.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Internal - Realist - Powerful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel your life is controlled internally.&lt;br /&gt;If you want something, you make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;You don't wait around for things to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You value your independence and don't like others to have control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a realist when it comes to luck.&lt;br /&gt;You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random.&lt;br /&gt;You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you...&lt;br /&gt;But you do your best to try to make your own luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to who's in charge, it's you.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a kingdom, and you're the grand ruler.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;But they better care what you think!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thethreedimensionluckandpowertest/"&gt;The Three Dimension Luck and Power Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113334612622727878?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113334612622727878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113334612622727878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334612622727878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334612622727878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-internal-realist-powerful-you.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113334571833421322</id><published>2005-11-30T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:15:37.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Guilty Ex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/guilty-ex.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You weren't the greatest to your ex, and you admit it.And now your remorse is keeping you up at night...While feeling a little remorse is good, your guilt is preventing you from moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Type of Ex Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113334571833421322?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113334571833421322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113334571833421322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334571833421322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334571833421322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-guilty-exyou-werent-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113334484040732090</id><published>2005-11-30T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:00:40.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acrushonyou is gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113334484040732090?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113334484040732090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113334484040732090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334484040732090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113334484040732090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/11/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113299576949308640</id><published>2005-11-26T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:02:49.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am  boredd!! RARR. waiting for maplestory to dld. grrr. its been four hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(koped from hil's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever-&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for your best friend: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone who was just your friend: err... no.&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected: guess not.&lt;br /&gt;Been in love: lol.&lt;br /&gt;Used someone: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone: nope - i hope.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: don' t think so&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Do you-Color your hair: i wish&lt;br /&gt;Have tattos: no&lt;br /&gt;Have any peircings: yess((:&lt;br /&gt;If so how many: 2&lt;br /&gt;Have a bf/gf:&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: no. its depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Ever get off the computer: ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you/Do you have-&lt;br /&gt;Considered a life of crime: not a &lt;em&gt;life &lt;/em&gt;of crime i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Considered being a hooker: no&lt;br /&gt;Coneidered being a pimp: noo.&lt;br /&gt;Split personalities: err... ? dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions: - maybe orange(:  oh ya. guitars!!&lt;br /&gt;Panic: definitely&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Depression/Considered suicide: depressed but not sucide... yet.&lt;br /&gt;Right now-Current clothes: OBS tshirt, jeans, gio belt.&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: um. boredd!&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: tied up.&lt;br /&gt;Current music: some ulu song from westlife- shall change it.&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance: hmmm. my bro bugging me for the comp. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;Current perfume/cologne: none.&lt;br /&gt;Current thing you should be doing: pre-camp&lt;br /&gt;Current crush: nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite-&lt;br /&gt;Drink: guava juice. green tea(:&lt;br /&gt;Color: orange, lime green, hot pink, white&lt;br /&gt;Candy: chocs counted?&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: err.. CSI&lt;br /&gt;Movie: lotr((: troy. guess why?(x&lt;br /&gt;Place: bedroom, co rm((: and umm. mph. dun ask why.&lt;br /&gt;Person to talk to: err. melissa. sis. siyun. gen. tweenie. lf. cellie. cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your prefer-McDonalds or Burger King: both(:&lt;br /&gt;Marry the Perfect Lover or the perfect friend: lover.&lt;br /&gt;Root Beer or Dr Pepper: root beer&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine or Rain: sun!&lt;br /&gt;Spring or Fall: fall. but then agn. spring is nice too.&lt;br /&gt;Winter or Summer: summer. (UK ones only x)&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla or Chocolate: chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Snowboarding or Sking: snowboarding!!~&lt;br /&gt;Lights on or off: off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you-&lt;br /&gt;Understanding: depends.&lt;br /&gt;Open Minded: yeah. as in... not traditional. not narrow-minded? dunno&lt;br /&gt;Bad Tempered: okayy lar - i hope&lt;br /&gt;Attractive: haha nope! (but you're welcome to think tt i am XDD)&lt;br /&gt;Bored Easily: no. this maple thing is really slow. tts why.&lt;br /&gt;Sad: no. not now at least&lt;br /&gt;Unique: sometims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a Girl/ Boy-&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: anythg. but brown wld be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair: short. XDD&lt;br /&gt;Height: same ht as me. (okayy. that might be difficult. abit taller nvm la)&lt;br /&gt;Body Type: "ABS." haha. that was hil's ans. abs wld be cool but anythg's fine la.&lt;br /&gt;Personality: ermm. nice to everyone. &lt;em&gt;understanding. mature. not whiney.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;s&gt;lame&lt;/s&gt;/funny. confident. outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random-&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself: err. peas(:&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any Pets?: terrapin&lt;br /&gt;Have any siblings?: sister and bro. (all younger)&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?: forensic scientist&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna get married and have kids?: yeah. &lt;em&gt;responsible &lt;/em&gt;citizen okayy.&lt;br /&gt;What is your best physical trait?: haha. LONG ARMS. yeahright.&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your personality?: supportive? tts just another way to say not initiated. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;What words do you overuse: RARR! peesed.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the most annoying thing about you: err.&lt;br /&gt;End this survey with a quote: "believe you can succeed" - dr willian tan. haha. so cliche right? its for kaoji on 3rd. RARR. just hope i don't screw it like i did on fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. four more mins((((((x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113299576949308640?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113299576949308640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113299576949308640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113299576949308640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113299576949308640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/11/am-boredd-rarr.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-113005925156782785</id><published>2005-10-23T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T03:05:51.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;故事的小黄花&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从出生那年就飘着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;童年的荡秋千&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随记忆一直晃到现在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吹着前奏望着天空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想起花瓣试着掉落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你翘课的那一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花落的那一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教室的那一间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怎么看不见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;消失的下雨天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好想再淋一遍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没想到失去的勇气我还留着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想再问一遍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你会等待还是离开?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刮风这天 我试过握着你手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但偏偏 雨渐渐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大到我看你不见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还要多久 我才能在你身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等待放晴的那天 也许我会比较好一点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从前从前 有个人爱你很久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但偏偏 风渐渐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把距离吹得好远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;好不容易 又能再多爱一天&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;但故事的最后你好像还是说了拜拜&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just heard their version. super cool!!(:&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. with or without pu. i shall learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been two months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-113005925156782785?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/113005925156782785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=113005925156782785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113005925156782785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/113005925156782785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-heard-their-version.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694685035734381</id><published>2005-09-17T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:49:57.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Addicted to Blogthings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CBF3FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaddictedtoblogthingsareyouquiz/blog-girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a Blogthings fiend -  addicted but not totally dependent. &lt;br /&gt;So what if you know your personality type by heart?&lt;br /&gt;And while you may feel like Blogthings is crack... &lt;br /&gt;There are people much worse off than you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howaddictedtoblogthingsareyouquiz/"&gt;How Addicted To Blogthings Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. so i'm half addicted. 14 blogthings thinggys in a day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo test. physics pt. chem table of valencies (urgh). chinese zuoye3a+3b 15chapts. &lt;s&gt;HERE I COME&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694685035734381?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694685035734381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694685035734381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694685035734381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694685035734381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-50-addicted-to-blogthings.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694667057561067</id><published>2005-09-17T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:45:18.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess why i chose this pic &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694667057561067?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694667057561067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694667057561067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694667057561067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694667057561067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-brains-pattern-your-mind-is.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694617580046178</id><published>2005-09-17T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:36:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: An Insane Cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Poland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: Dysentery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ewww. &lt;em&gt;insane cannibal! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dysentery!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dysentery = a serious disease of the bowels. that make you bleed and pass much more waste than usual.                ate too many humans laa(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694617580046178?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694617580046178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694617580046178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694617580046178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694617580046178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-past-life.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694575742767476</id><published>2005-09-17T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:29:17.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFF0" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 19 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8FFF8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694575742767476?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694575742767476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694575742767476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694575742767476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694575742767476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-19-years-old-under-12-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694518501841413</id><published>2005-09-17T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:19:45.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Naughty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/naughty.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a child, you tend to discount social rules.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much fun to break the rules!&lt;br /&gt;You love trouble - and it seems that trouble loves you.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what, you refuse to grow up!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman. the pic look retarded(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694518501841413?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694518501841413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694518501841413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694518501841413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694518501841413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-inner-child-is-naughty-like-child.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694504858003071</id><published>2005-09-17T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:17:28.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF774" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 105&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. i'm not logical.&lt;br /&gt;you know wad? philo test is the day after. wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694504858003071?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694504858003071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694504858003071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694504858003071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694504858003071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-iq-is-105-your-logical.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694457387111286</id><published>2005-09-17T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:09:33.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're secretly hoping your partner will change for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694457387111286?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694457387111286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694457387111286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694457387111286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694457387111286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-you-are-in-love-you-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694441406105745</id><published>2005-09-17T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:06:54.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwhatever. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694441406105745?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694441406105745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694441406105745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694441406105745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694441406105745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-50-weird-normal-enough-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694430034470668</id><published>2005-09-17T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:05:00.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Emo Rocker!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/emo-rocker.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive and deep, lyrics are really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you don't rock out...&lt;br /&gt;You just rock out with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;For you, rock is more about connecting than grandstanding.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Rocker Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the pic(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694430034470668?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694430034470668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694430034470668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694430034470668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694430034470668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-emo-rocker-expressive-and-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694428222604542</id><published>2005-09-17T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:04:42.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pouts! I WANT ORANGE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694428222604542?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694428222604542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694428222604542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694428222604542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694428222604542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-power-color-is-gold-at-your.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694382419129433</id><published>2005-09-17T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:57:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese Pizza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/cheese-pizza.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional and comforting.&lt;br /&gt;You focus on living a quality life.&lt;br /&gt;You're not easily impressed with novelty.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you easily impress others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Pizza Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. cheese!(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694382419129433?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694382419129433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694382419129433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694382419129433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694382419129433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/cheese-pizza-traditional-and.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694354061760516</id><published>2005-09-17T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:52:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're a Romantic Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/romantic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. maybe its true but how the hell wld i know right. anw. the questions for this quiz are really retarded. go try(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694354061760516?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694354061760516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694354061760516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694354061760516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694354061760516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-romantic-kisser-for-you-kissing.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694321068939253</id><published>2005-09-17T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:46:50.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i'm in a mood for quizes tdy. dun take them too seriously la(: they're just for fun kayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a commitment&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694321068939253?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694321068939253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694321068939253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694321068939253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694321068939253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112694275815069123</id><published>2005-09-17T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:39:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112694275815069123?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112694275815069123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112694275815069123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694275815069123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112694275815069123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112582080152772186</id><published>2005-09-04T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:29:30.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEVEN THINGS IN YOUR ROOM: -&lt;br /&gt;*bed!&lt;br /&gt;*erhu&lt;br /&gt;*dr william tan poster(x&lt;br /&gt;*hp + charger&lt;br /&gt;*cds and dvds&lt;br /&gt;*clothes&lt;br /&gt;*and.. erm. my sis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP SEVEN THINGS YOU SAY MOST:-&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*baaahh.&lt;br /&gt;*shit! o.O&lt;br /&gt;*shut up&lt;br /&gt;*okayy.&lt;br /&gt;*crap&lt;br /&gt;*HURH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT (things not ppl):-&lt;br /&gt;*computer&lt;br /&gt;*handphone&lt;br /&gt;*mp3&lt;br /&gt;*my &lt;em&gt;cardboard box &lt;/em&gt;in class O.o&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;class&lt;/em&gt; comp.&lt;br /&gt;*chocolates!-&lt;3&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Talked to an ex? - hmmm. depends&lt;br /&gt;*Missed someone? - yeah&lt;br /&gt;*Hugged someone? - i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;it would have been much easier if he said &lt;em&gt;i love you no more&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112582080152772186?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112582080152772186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112582080152772186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112582080152772186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112582080152772186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/seven-things-in-your-room-bed-erhu-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112571170979660556</id><published>2005-09-02T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T18:41:49.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112571170979660556?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112571170979660556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112571170979660556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112571170979660556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112571170979660556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112390662734193588</id><published>2005-08-12T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:17:07.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AUGUST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outgoing personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;takes risks&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeds onattention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no self control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; kind hearted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;selfconfident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loud and boisteroius. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VERY revengeful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;easy to get along with and talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; has an "everything's peachy" attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves screaming&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt;talking and singing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves music. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;daydreamer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;easily distracted&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves to flirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hates being left out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hates not being trusted&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIG imagination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;loves to be loved.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hates studying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt; in need of "thatsomeone"&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;longs for freedom. rebellious when withheld or restricted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lives by "no pain no gain"caring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always a suspect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mysterious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"charming" or "beautiful" to a specail person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stubborn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;independent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strongwilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a fighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112390662734193588?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112390662734193588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112390662734193588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112390662734193588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112390662734193588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-outgoing-personality.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112350473544686077</id><published>2005-08-08T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T05:38:57.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a BIG thank you to… genni. laufun. siyun. tweenie. assther. sherry. yannie. pris. joyce. bxw. mum. dad. sis. bro and to everyone who said happybirthday in person / over phone / over msn / through sms… …  thankyou. ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit overdue la. but haven’t been blogging cause I took super long to edit my template. as in… I left it undone for like one week? so sorta carn republish my blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks looks super exciting(x. like got three days break from lessons. then thurs is interhouse netball. fri – CO elections. plus trs day dance audits this week. haha. we bu yao lian arh. nvr get in for nats day go sign up for trs day. haha, actly its more for the fun of it. and class bonding. last time was like super rush. then ¾ of the class din take part. haha. then hopefully sat got balloon sculpting agn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. haven’t touched netball since like last year? ohman. totally forgot how to play alrdy :XX hope I don’t screw. but then agn. I don’t mind bench warming. quite fum to watch people play(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sherry joyce yuching selene jiali!!! all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112350473544686077?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112350473544686077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112350473544686077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112350473544686077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112350473544686077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/08/big-thank-you-to-genni.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112272264801347140</id><published>2005-07-30T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T04:25:39.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5182/425/1600/PICT0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5182/425/320/PICT0082.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pool/billard/snooker @ dalefort. seriously. i dunno the diff between them. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just spent like 6hrs twisting balloons and tying retarded knots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurts more than playing zhonghu okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WNA SCULPT BALLOONS LIKE LIANNE!! hrmp. i will one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. balloon sculpting was great fun!(: everyone should go and sculpt balloons. seriously not enough people lorr. when me and yhung left there was only like sabrina meribell and zhenyi left. haha. and cellie... THERE'S A BANANA TREE!!! lianne made one gigantic one for display. ohman. it rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this cute baby-toddler who was playing with all the three petals flowers... super cute((x ahh. we saw like 10000000000000000000000000 babies/toodlers/kids pls. haha. most were nice. got exceptions tho. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri went out with mum and sis. supposed to go popular to get her stuff but (obviously) we digresed/sidetracked aka window shopped alot. lol. oh. and did i mention... my mum has horrible sense of direction. we walked like three rounds inside the HDBhub building before we found the lift to the carpark. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "fabric of the nation" display rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanhainee rocks too. i SO love her please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112272264801347140?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112272264801347140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112272264801347140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112272264801347140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112272264801347140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/poolbillardsnooker-dalefort.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112255162863944416</id><published>2005-07-28T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T04:53:48.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. just heard shandandan recordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAHHHH. for fri. the 2&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 543 2 was totally out. damn obvious pls. damnit. and i swear its my fault. cause i sorta slipped the note when i went down to er ba.(nvm if you dun understand. erhu lingo x) tot it wun be &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you should hear fri's recording. was TOTALLY ganning. lol. sounds damn FUNNY. wonder how we cld gan so much in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.  &lt;s&gt;math test sucked.&lt;/s&gt;  i suck at math. bleagh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112255162863944416?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112255162863944416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112255162863944416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112255162863944416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112255162863944416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112219198077012246</id><published>2005-07-24T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T01:11:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concert</title><content type='html'>okay. I shall blog abt concert yest even tho I gt eng editorial to finish asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert 05&lt;br /&gt;first it was racial harmony day. frankly. the concert &lt;s&gt;sucked&lt;/s&gt; was boring. only interesting part was guessing if yubo was the chicken. haha. was fun seeing people in different ethnic clothes. e.g cellie with her checked shorts and orange+yellow shoelaces. them went with the potahtoes to get presents. this GIGANTIC dog couple from taka. the same store tt we got 2004's presents from(x then went to Giordano to get shirts and ate lunch at kfc. all in &lt;1.5hrs. poor joyce(x hadta run in some Indian/malay/whatever costume and sandals tt I carn even balance on :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for prac. dazu, then rehearsal. realised tt shandandan was screwed up. esp the rit. part. and mjh quaiban was hun-ing all the way. :S regretted not pracing harder before. not like last year. rmb pracing with assther evry morning before concert. nowadays esther dun come alrdy. and I only went once. was bz with intercls dance. not like we got in anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end wh and gang came extra early. even before we finish rehearsing. lol. and sherryseah was giving me that smile when I told him not to come to the foyer. -.- whatever!~ had little time tho. hadto rush back for tajike and mjh. but nvm. then had a great time quarrelling with sherrythepig on whether can skip wearing stockings. but amazing sherry brought 5 pairs of stockings. so "I din bring/carn find/don't have stockings" excuses are all not valid. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert was a screwup but I guess it wasent as bad as rehearsal. lol. before it started the zhs went out of tune. its ALWAYS the zhs. its either we got horrible yingzhun. and thinks everything is wrong. or that we’ve been tuning the zhs differently compared to wgy all these months. ah whatever. sat. had lunch with the lousy bunch of potahtoes who NEVER arrive on time. decided to hang arnd at taka after lunch to &lt;s&gt;piss sherry off&lt;/s&gt;. lol. then rushed back to school. rehearsed abit. din really prac. :x then concert started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jun ma ben &lt;s&gt;teng&lt;/s&gt; chi&lt;br /&gt;hongloumeng - at &lt;em&gt;least &lt;strong&gt;THE part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was not off pitch.&lt;br /&gt;liyu's solo(((x nice!&lt;br /&gt;dixi qizou.&lt;br /&gt;5congzou!! ((x&lt;br /&gt;longteng! shengnan is pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interval - carn find esther’s mp3. &lt;a href="http://www.estherr-.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here to find out more (x&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shandandan - rushed like crazy :X&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;tajike&lt;br /&gt;mjh - rushed like crazy too. hun-ed the last part for quai ban. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;then encore. and phew. concert's over. not our best, but still… its over. BAAAAHHHH!!!~ i miss rgco alrdy. haha. lets go for rg concert day three ltr kayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for xianyue&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for the sec 4s&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for wgy&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for liyu&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for jingxuan&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for 5congzou&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for sherry&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for esther&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for zhonghu&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR RGCO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112219198077012246?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112219198077012246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112219198077012246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112219198077012246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112219198077012246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/concert.html' title='concert'/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112158804233463535</id><published>2005-07-17T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:14:02.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it hurts when you act like you don't care anymore. maybe i shouldn't care too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you should know who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no. i'm not pissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i just nda talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112158804233463535?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112158804233463535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112158804233463535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112158804233463535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112158804233463535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-hurts-when-you-act-like-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112109257738258893</id><published>2005-07-11T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T07:36:17.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;//there was a time when people said that three two won’t make it….&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    &lt;s&gt;but we did.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance audits tml. gd luck~&lt;br /&gt;                                 our dance rocks. even if we don’t get in. great job guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________you seem so far awayy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112109257738258893?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112109257738258893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112109257738258893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112109257738258893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112109257738258893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-was-time-when-people-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-112026983380251401</id><published>2005-07-01T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:03:53.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had co yest... astherho!! you can save on chocs and chips alrdy. bleagh. was baaad. you dun wna know abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. MATH TEST IS FINALLY OVER. not that i din screw it up or smthg. but aiya. OVER ALRDY. wad can i do abt it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. gtg. sis friends coming over for proj. nda use e comp. bahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-112026983380251401?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/112026983380251401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=112026983380251401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112026983380251401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/112026983380251401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/07/had-co-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111987959701682384</id><published>2005-06-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T06:39:57.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleagh</title><content type='html'>bahh. haven’t blogged in ages. sigh. it’s the last day of hols and I haven’t rlly started on hmwk yed. unless you count memorizing the periodic table and e first few functions ws as hmwk. and yes, I’m talking abt functions, not quadratic functions. and that was looong ago. bahh. I’m soooo dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is… I’ve wasted another Sunday. woke up at 8+. slack. breakfast. read papers. talk on phone. check mail. bloghop. friendster and POOF. 1st half of the day gone alrdy. then lunch. prac erhu (at least got abit of accomplishment:) prac piano. go online. msg. slack blahblah and MOP THE FLOOR!!((: stupid dad la. refuse to mop for us. sit there and stone only la. INSISTS that I mop the floor. then type blog entry... then dinner. then watch tv. then go slp. bleagh. how productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh. my right index finger hurts like shit. stupid zhonghu! and my left fingers are getting aching from the lian xi qu, haha. I’m actually pracing e lianxiqu given in sec 1 like wad wgy told us to do(: so guai pls. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have no idea wad’s Elaine and sihan doing for rs. ahwells. &lt;s&gt;RS is screwedup&lt;/s&gt; tried looking for interview contacts. carn find. haven’t gotten the lit review so I sorta cannot add stuff in. by right, we shld have printed surveys, finalized interview questions, gotten a list of people to interview AND filed all our stuff. and from wad I know, we haven’t started from interview and only done draft survey questions. but then agn.. I was away for two weeks and Elaine and sihan wasent very interested in updating me on wad’s going on. okayy. I shld have made an effort to find out… but… aiya. nvm. anw. to Elaine and sihan (if they ever see this): sry if wad I said just now offended you or smthg. abit pissed la.. but yeah. agree that I shld have taken more initiative. no offence intended k(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything turns out okayy for RS la. anw. gma sell tics agn(x…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;rgco concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22/23july (fri/sat)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;kschee theatre (rgs drama theatre)&lt;br /&gt;$8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy! everyone come k?((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111987959701682384?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111987959701682384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111987959701682384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111987959701682384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111987959701682384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/06/bleagh.html' title='bleagh'/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111916522148758333</id><published>2005-06-19T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T00:22:40.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/1024/dalesunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="HEIGHT: 197px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/320/dalesunset.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset at dale. 9+pm. 30th may 2005 (pic from yiran's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAAAHHHH!!! I MISS UK!!! missed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.singing PEEL BANANA in cellie’s face (x&lt;br /&gt;.room7 and how we always wake up late&lt;br /&gt;.playing pool with cellie and jenny&lt;br /&gt;.geoff the cook and our retarded songs/cheers for him.&lt;br /&gt;.alison and phil&lt;br /&gt;.quiche lasagna pasta potatoes bacon sausages cereal cheesecake brownies icecream!(:&lt;br /&gt;.getting von to clear all the plates for us. –coughs!&lt;br /&gt;.packing sandwiches for lunch everyday. cheese tuna egg.&lt;br /&gt;.drawing all types of bananas on the blackboard. yellow bananas green bananas orange bananas .blue bananas pink bananas. (WHAT’S WITH BANANAS?!! o.O)&lt;br /&gt;.staying up till 2am to play pool in jenny’s dorm or to crap abt random stuff in sandy’s block.&lt;br /&gt;.washing clothes in the BATHTUB.&lt;br /&gt;.my new crush- puffins!(x&lt;br /&gt;.squealing at the fact that the last comp in the library has internet access. only to find out that one page takes 10hrs to load. -.-&lt;br /&gt;.turning into apricots and bananas all in a day.&lt;br /&gt;.singing tonghua like 100times a day till everyone else got sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;.the short walk from dalefort to the main road almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;.sleeping over with cellie, sandy and radhika only to wake up late and get scolded the next day.&lt;br /&gt;.crushing cellie. (pun NOT intended)&lt;br /&gt;.the deep and treacherous gulley.&lt;br /&gt;.sheeps/cows/horses/pigs/gulls&lt;br /&gt;.posing for pictures with von and john. ended up not in the photo anyway.&lt;br /&gt;.getting smashed by sandy at table tennis. (how come evry trip also get smashed at tabletennis one?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wna thank:&lt;br /&gt;.Alison and phill. for being such wonderful tutors&lt;br /&gt;.geoff. for being such a great cook.&lt;br /&gt;.dalefort. for being such a great place to stay in and for the WONDERFUL scenery.&lt;br /&gt;.the drying room. for being so efficient in drying clothes. SO much better than the retarded clothes line in the room that blocks everyone’s way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.room7 pokks for being such wonderful roommates, for making the room so NEAT and for letting me kope food(x&lt;br /&gt;.cellie and liyana. for helping me change the STUPID flim.&lt;br /&gt;.weiming and xixi for being butabuta’s grp leader. sry for not handing in journals on time.&lt;br /&gt;.MRSFAHY.misstan.pangpang.mrsyap for accompanying us on this trip. and for picking up whatever stuff left behind by us and for NOT fining us.&lt;br /&gt;.jenny cellie yihui for being such pro pool players.&lt;br /&gt;.jenny and Margaret (e dogs). for daoing us.&lt;br /&gt;.the PUFFINS. for posing for photos&lt;br /&gt;.shiwei, my darling rosythCO snr erhuian. for being such a great roommate/roomleader.&lt;br /&gt;.von and john. for giving all of us such a great time laughing/teasing during meals. von for clearing our plates. john for cleaning our plates.&lt;br /&gt;.the guy at the bar. for changing 50p for us when we wanted to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;.everyone we interviewed at haverfordwest. for being so polite/cooperative/kind.&lt;br /&gt;.lady at swales music centre. for patiently helping us figure out our coins. 1penny.2penny.5pence.10pence.20pence. 50pence.1pound.2pound.BLAH&lt;br /&gt;.radhika. for letting us take pics of her when she’s sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;.cellie and sandy. for being such great listeners and crappers. for screaming SERENEPUTONYOURPANTS!! when I was on the phone -.- . for being retards tgther singing crazy songs everywhere. sandy. for letting us kope her ipod and food, and for helping me pack breakfast when I was too lazy to get up. GOODLUCK WITH APRICOT x) cellie. for letting us scream PEEL BANANA in her face. and for lending me her phone and jacket. and for helping me packing lunch. and for writing tons of lyrics in my book. including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am cow&lt;br /&gt;hear me MOO.&lt;br /&gt;i weigh twice as much as you.&lt;br /&gt;and I look good on the barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;yougurt kurt cream cheese and butter&lt;br /&gt;made from liquids from my udder.&lt;br /&gt;i am cow&lt;br /&gt;i am cow.&lt;br /&gt;HEAR ME MOO.. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK WITH BANANA!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and to everyone on this trip. for making this trip so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx. UK totally rawks. to all sec2s this year. pls dun apply so that we’d have a chance to go agn. thx.(x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111916522148758333?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111916522148758333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111916522148758333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111916522148758333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111916522148758333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunset-at-dale.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111615394605215546</id><published>2005-05-15T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T04:11:00.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo~ havent blogged in ages. but still better than sb la. anw. ALOT of things have happened. as i told june.. i'm havent been blogging cause i don't feel like talking abt it. and i dunno how to say it. yepp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy.. i changed my picture AND song. had been sticking to that &lt;3 since dunno when so i figured out that maybe its time to change. and this new template is so white and angelic. o.O haha. dunno why i'm suddenly into white and grey and orange nowadays. even the theme in my comp is white+grey+orange. ohwells. black and orange seems so... depressing. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid comp! downloaded 85% of smth already... left only 40mins. then it hanged. !@#$% so pissing lor. now gta start all over agn. only at 13% lor. wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got sooo many stuff going on next 2wks. before i fly off to UK for 14days. (!yayy!!~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON update passport photo&lt;br /&gt;TUES uk fieldtrip briefing&lt;br /&gt;WED pft 5 items&lt;br /&gt;THURS+FRI co&lt;br /&gt;SAT paym tea reception + piano&lt;br /&gt;SUN watch kingdom of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON piano&lt;br /&gt;TUES xz+phototaking&lt;br /&gt;WED cooking cls&lt;br /&gt;THURS+FRI co.&lt;br /&gt;SAT volunteer at salvation army (WTH! 10am-9pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the only day i can devote to packing for trip = sunday. so NOT last minute pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19% downloaded...1hr33mins left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. now i'm gna announce that i'm am officially GROUNDED. dun ask WHY. i guess i'm super suay. and dun msg me unless its absolutely NECESSARY cause i dun even have my phone with me now. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats WRONG with it. i mean. so long as i don't become totally defiant, drop out of school, engage in premarital sex of smth. there is NO reason why she should do this to me. has she EVER considered how i feel? she THINKS she is always right. and that we ALWAYS have to listen to her cause she got the EXPERiENCE. ya RIGHT. OBVIOUSLY havent been listening during history/ss lessons. look at BOTH points of view. kk. i understand she's worried... that my studies would be affected and that i would lose my virginity or smth. its so obvious... the way she talks about it... but contrary to her belief, going out NOT EQUALS having sex. so THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i proudly declare myself a virgin and will be one till marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just shut up and stop making assumptions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. i'm blunt. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun get the wrong idea. i love her just as much. and have appreciated everything she'd done for me... but sometimes i just don't understand her. i don't like the way she restricts us so much... &lt;i&gt;paranoid&lt;/i&gt; is the word... yeah. i know she loves us too. but its too much love. i can't stand it. its this surplus of love that has turned her into an overprotective freak. sometimes i wish that she wouldn't care that much. maybe my life would be so much different.. cant she just let go a little... before the kite string breaks... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standard and simple analogy. kite strings. would break if they are held on too tightly... why can't she just understand that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe she dosen't want me to hurt myself in an event of a breakup... but you know wad? there are ALWAYS ups and downs in life. you gta FACE IT... there is no point in staying in that well sheltered and protected area under her wings all the time... at the end of the day, we STILL have to emerge from it. not that its not good, being protected, but overprotectiveness is gross. a LITTLE more freedom and independance would be gladly appreciated . thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEP. work experience programme...works on the same principle. exposure. &lt;i&gt;experience&lt;/i&gt;.. i guess we all need that at some point of time in our lives. ohwells. maybe she thinks its too early. i dunno. been thinking of this since last sunday. arhhh!~ havent gotten an answer. someone pls enlighten me! ohwth. i shall not talk abt this anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. before i forget. i wna thank &lt;br /&gt;JOANNE. for all the support and enouragement. advice too^^&lt;br /&gt;BXW. for listening to my non stop rants. for all the support and encouragement too.&lt;br /&gt;YHUNG HY SIYUN LAUFUN. for being nice and encouraging always.&lt;br /&gt;esther sherry and fellow POTAHTOES and RGCOHUUZAS! (lol) for always brightening up my day, and making me forget all the crap mentioned above. &lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... credits all rolled out alrdy (x so tts the end of my super long and crap entry. will be amazed if anyone reads till here. but really feel much better after all tt ranting. yupp. and in case you think i'm going through depression or smth. XP i'm really fine. dun worry. just some thoughts to sort out. ignore them kayy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estimated time left: 21mins50seconds. haha. calculate how long i took to write all these crap yourself. yupyup. gtg... cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{add-on.. taken from darren's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teen Creed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't let your parents down.&lt;br /&gt;they brought you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be humble enough to obey;&lt;br /&gt;you may give orders someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose companions with care;&lt;br /&gt;you become what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guard your thoughts;&lt;br /&gt;what you think you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose only a date who would make a good mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be master of your habits or they will master you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a show-off when you drive,&lt;br /&gt;drive with safety and arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the crowd pressure you;&lt;br /&gt;stand for something or you will fall for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Goh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111615394605215546?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111615394605215546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111615394605215546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111615394605215546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111615394605215546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/05/boo-havent-blogged-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111553690211307642</id><published>2005-05-08T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:26:16.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;untilted - simple plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i open my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i try to see but I'm blinded by the white light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't remember how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't remember why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I can't stand the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I can't make it go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got no where to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the night goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sick of this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just wanna scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everybody's screaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm slipping off the edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm hanging by a thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna start this over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I can't explain what happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got no where to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the night goes on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sick of this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;how could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111553690211307642?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111553690211307642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111553690211307642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111553690211307642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111553690211307642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/05/untilted-simple-plan-i-open-my-eyesi.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111553506566748730</id><published>2005-05-07T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:53:14.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. haven't blogged for ages cause of the damned EOIs. now its OVER but i’m getting into summore trouble. damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap lar. I should have known that things would not always be that smooth sailing. got my phone back... still got to meet on sat. then at night... damnit. got caught agn lar. shit lar. this time its gna be like 10x worse and i have a feeling that this will not die down in a short while. BAHH! sometimes i wish i had more freedom. and that my mum won't be so... traditional. as in. i really don’t understand her lor. dunno what is her PROBLEM. I dream of having this convo with her. but it is highly unlikely that this dream will come true. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;mum: you got bf arh?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.&lt;br /&gt;mum: aiyah. have also nvm. just don’t neglect your studies.&lt;br /&gt;o.O sounds familiar? hmmm. one day, if this come true. i’ll know that i can confide in her 100% and that she’ll understand. ohwells. PLEASE grant me my wish, darling fairy godmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that I got a bf tho. dun get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. read the lyrics! nice((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single by Natasha bedingfield -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah that's right&lt;br /&gt;All you single people out there&lt;br /&gt;This is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not waitin' around for a man to save me&lt;br /&gt;(Cos I'm happy where I am)&lt;br /&gt;Don't depend on a guy to validate me (No no)&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be anyone's baby&lt;br /&gt;(Is that so hard to understand?)&lt;br /&gt;No I don't need another half to make me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your move if you want&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean I will or won't&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to make my mind up&lt;br /&gt;You either got it or you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my current single status&lt;br /&gt;My declaration of independence&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I'm tradin' places&lt;br /&gt;Right now a star's in the ascendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm single (Right now)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I'm single (Right now)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah Uh Huh that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to be on somebody's arm to look good&lt;br /&gt;(I like who I am)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I don't wanna fall in love 'cos I would&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna get hooked up just 'cos you say I should&lt;br /&gt;(Can't romance on demand)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wait so I'm sorry if you misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in it's right time everything in its right place&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll settle down one day&lt;br /&gt;But 'til then I like it this way, it's my way&lt;br /&gt;Eh I like it this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your move if you want doesn't mean I will or won't&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I'm single&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111553506566748730?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111553506566748730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111553506566748730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111553506566748730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111553506566748730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/05/bahh.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111485607581223625</id><published>2005-04-30T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T03:14:35.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bnb05 appreciation dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing my lesbo partner &lt;s&gt;for the day&lt;/s&gt;....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE darling!!! XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll. &lt;br /&gt;anw. EOIs comming up. bahh! so irritating lor. gtg mug like crazy this wkend cause i havent really started. only done half of chinese so far. ohwells. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so sry i carn go over today -pouts. been really looking forward to it. ): next week maybe.. shall pon special olympics. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUGMUGMUGMUGMUGMUGMUGARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm going crazy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111485607581223625?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111485607581223625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111485607581223625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111485607581223625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111485607581223625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/bnb05-appreciation-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111460552753514585</id><published>2005-04-27T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T05:49:21.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who comes into ur mind when u see these following words? type them out.it not neccessary be one pers0n.u may add more words, action.noun.adj.. anything.phrases accepted too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* grass - tanhainee? and her wonderful PE lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sun - 208. and the times we sang “you are my sunshine.. ” to mr wolfe and miss lim when they left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* moon - chang-er?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* stars - wangguiying. rgco. xingkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* rain - pangpang and her monsoon winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* flood - pangpang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* love - bxw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* faith - faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* angel - ray. minggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blue - gen e blue fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* purple - eliz. and her metallic purple phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pink - yannie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yellow - bnb cyclists. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* green - greg. and his horrible ORANGE AND GREEN taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* black - rgs strings ppl((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* white - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cute - jae. my super cutee baby cousin. -squeals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* smile - hm. haha. dun ask why… maybe its cause she has a nice smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* fierce - zebrahorse. fierce AND unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* apple - apple?! okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* orange - minggy. ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lemon - my father. he eats lemons by the MILLIONS. eww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pretty - yiran. not because she is. XP cause she wrote “chio” on my calculator. and its still there((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* handsome - orlando bloom((: sly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kind - miss neo and lulaoshi ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* loud - jiangning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* talkative - alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* laugh - yannie ^^ and her huuurrr hur hur laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* clean - the erhu rm. (esther just came online and told me she and yannie cleared it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* bounce - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pen - ? yhung. cause I koped them like crazy today((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* element - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* nags - mrs lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* socks - rg prefects. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* teacher - trs la. (?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cold - bxw. and his retarded COLD baths in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hot - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eyes - THE EYE 10. and the person i watched it with. okayy. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* kiss - retarded shu hui. loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* bear - annsiong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* shit - ?! xixi counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweets - syf notes. and the people who gave them((: THX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* crazy - my bro. that’s where he drives me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* run - math kinematics performance task. well. its not exactly a person… but. ohwells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweat - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* books - melz. arhh. haven’t seen her since sec 2. still a bookworm huh? miss you lots btw((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* duck - waddlians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tall - GEN! and jiangning and meilyn.AND ESTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* computer - mr tan!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* radio - yhung. and the times when we used to share the radio in cls. ohwells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* handphone - mum. arghh. i want it BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blog - ? everyone who has one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* rich - miss wu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lightstick - ?dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* night - ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* day - ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clothes - pohpoh and her wonderful sense of fashion. (in 2003 i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cool - bxw. not coz he IS tho. his friendster la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* basketball - celeste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* soccer - ? rg sec 4s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* netball - zaided 208’04 netballers.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* volleyball - bronson. don’t ask WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* badminton -meilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tennis - joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* campfire - obs amundsen watch. And our ever so fruitful attempt in starting a campfire. I miss OBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feet - dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hands - [huh. this is weird.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* clever - prathika! used to copy all our math from her. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lizards - my sis. she’ll totally SQUEAL if she sees one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cockroach - my dad((: he caught one this morning and shoved it in my face pls. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cat - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* mouse - sabby! she looks like one lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* dog - my bro? coz he’s born in tt yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* dance - rgcohuuz. and our &lt;s&gt;screwedup&lt;/s&gt; farewell’04 dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sing - anna lu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* guitar - hilary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* piano - piano tr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* drums - shoe and her drum lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. this is quite lame lar. but interesting ^^ okayy. i’m contradicting myself. anw. not surprised if you don’t read all the way here. but just to say tt i koped tt from friendster bulletin. loll. gtg chiong math pt. (OOPS! you mean its due alrdy?!) ohwells. and i gtg do cls informal chat minutes. but if its informal why the hell do you need minutes. bahh! stupid lar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111460552753514585?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111460552753514585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111460552753514585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111460552753514585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111460552753514585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/who-comes-into-ur-mind-when-u-see.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111452013013717370</id><published>2005-04-26T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T05:59:26.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"batchmates: thankyou so much you guys. you guys have made life in rgco so much more fun. i think our batch rocks the most. we've ATTEMPTED to write farewell notes, we've been late for every single thing, we've been SO subtle in planning birthday "surprises", we've spent hours trying to decide on presents, we've all held hands in anticipation of the results, we've cried on each other's shoulders... we've done so many things together. and i will NEVER forget you guys. ever. love all of you so much. more than i can express here." -sherry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;darling sherry!!! i love yooou tooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111452013013717370?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111452013013717370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111452013013717370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111452013013717370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111452013013717370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/batchmates-thankyou-so-much-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111433853703123180</id><published>2005-04-24T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:28:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. i hate bio performance task. and wth. i havent started on math. remind me to call yihui later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dun have the time to blog in detail abt syf. next time ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111433853703123180?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111433853703123180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111433853703123180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111433853703123180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111433853703123180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/shit_24.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111431718202466432</id><published>2005-04-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:50:52.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>syf'05</title><content type='html'>okayy. i shall blog even though bio perf task is due. &lt;s&gt;last friday&lt;/s&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;220405. syf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. its a gold. we should be happy. but the happy feeling just dosent come my way. i guess we all knew that that wasent our best. it wasent exactly all about not getting the gold with honours. its the feeling of regret that we din do our best. and that we could have played better..and show the others wad rgco can really do. well. after all the months of hard work and prac. we sure deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its over. there's nothing really much we can do about it. after going for prac every morning recess lunch blahblah and chionging for syf together as one CO. its all over. well. there'll still be morning prac. i suppose. we'll still have gongyan to chiong for.. but the feeling will just be different i guess. will always remember how we all come for morning prac, helping dizi perfect their houbanpai. the feeling of satifaction for all of us when they all got it.. when we were all playing together and laughing at our stupid mistakes. when wanglaoshi got pissed with zhonghu cause we were making a whole lot of noise during dazu. and our favourite 0356 1612. which we chose to screw at the perfect time... all the grumbling about stockings and shoes. all the rushing arnd to look for zh and gaohu xians. all the frantic gluing of huuz one day before syf. and the trouble with the stupid spoilt spare zh which i took 5hrs to tune.. and STILL can't get it. and the panic that swept through the whole co when dizi went flat in the holding rm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over. but i still want to believe that it was all a dream. and that i would wake up tml finding myself frantically packing my co uniform, stockings, shoes, zhonghu and whatnots for syf. ohwells. someone pls just slap me tell me that its not a dream pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wna say that i love rgco, xianyue, the potahtoes and of course the crazy bunch of zhonghuians((: you guys totally rawk. life in rg would not have been as great if not for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew esther. for always being there for me. for always pracing ever so hard for zhonghu. for always being there to clap for me when i nda prac my 16fens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew zhonghu'07. for being such great jnrs. for always making zh xiaozus so much more exciting. for being so patient with me when i try to teach you sth i dun really know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you. the crazy sack of potaHtoes. for all the support and encouragement. for always helping me look out for my yingzhun. for all the fun times you guys never fail to give during pracs. for all the crazy stuff we do in dazu. like switching huuz. (rmb ya?) lol. you rawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou snrs. for coming down to help out on fri. for being there to support and encourage us. for all the hugs and comfort you gave. for lending us your shoulders to cry on. and most importantly. for teaching us and guiding us ever since sec 1 so that we can become what we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks wgy. for never failing to suan me when esther is not around. for all the hard work you've put in for rgco. and for not making the zhs play before the whole co during dazu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou rachel zm and the sls esp. sherrythePIG and assther. for all the sacrifices you've made for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew. rgco and esp xianyue. for giving me the most memorable syf in my whole life as a erhu-er and in rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou lord, for giving me another year in rgco.&lt;br /&gt;i love rgco&lt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"missing dat intensity of feelings." -weeho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The 15 minutes on stage was over very quickly. To tell the truth I was quite disappointed with our performance. I cried. Alot of other people cried too. I think the reason we cried wasn't because we wanted gold with honours, but cos we all felt that it wasn't our best and we could have done alot more better." -esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111431718202466432?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111431718202466432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111431718202466432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111431718202466432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111431718202466432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/syf05.html' title='syf&apos;05'/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111384439575521080</id><published>2005-04-18T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T20:03:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LEO WOMAN~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She will stand out of the crowd on the street. Leo woman normally tall or rather tall. You will hardly see a short thick woman. When she walks she walk like a queen, confident and does not look around, though as if there is no one around her.(!!) She will dress in her own style not according to fashion. She is confident of what she chooses to wear. Do not buy cheap clothes where they sell in dozen for her as a gift, she will hate it. Also do not buy clothes that do not reflect her confident personality. She likes unique and strange clothes and accessories. Being different is what she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know her, take times and be patient because she is selective about people she mingles with. She's open minded, but yet she is not letting people get to close to her easily. She likes sweet words and compliments, but not too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles with anyone, but inside she thinks she is born to be a leader. She likes to be in control because it is in her nature instinct. She is a graceful woman, and she has a magnetic charisma, so expect tough competition.(?competition? pls lor. i carn be bothered. okayy. with te exception of syf la.)&lt;br /&gt;She is a very proud person, so do not do anything to challenge her confident. She can be mad and act like a hurricane, and later can be like an innocent kitten, but do not fall for her O.K. (LOL!) She remembers everything and likes to cherish her sweet memory, so if you find her old photo albums with her ex-boyfriend or love letters that will make you puke, take it easy. She is keeping her sweet memory does not mean she still in love with the old fool, so you do not have to panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will have many guys run after her, so if you have advantage of a good background family, or a famous last name, a successful career then it's a plus. She hates to be poor and she thinks love will not pay bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a sport type and love sports.(?!?oh pleeeease lor. ya. i like sports but i carn &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; sports for nuts. ask tanhainee XD) If you want to date her, prepare to spend big bucks, for your first dinner with her can not be a hot dog stand,(really?! auntie anne's counted or not? XP LOL!) but better be the best place in town. She is a generous person, so do not be surprised if she gives you a gift more expensive than what you gave her. She likes extravaganza, no cheap gift, no cheap dinner please. Being poor or broke make her depressed. If you do not have lots of money, be creative and make your own gift for her. It's unique. quality and time spent making it for her is a big deal. You can think economical, but do not be cheap.(haha. okayy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. some email forwarded to me by siyun. sitting in my inbox rotting away.. so i tot i'd go and read it again. loll. half the stuff not true lor. but quite funny to go read la. haha. the email is damn long. from aries men to sagittarius women. loll. want can just drop me an email or sth. i'll forward it to you.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psst. and the grammar sux pls. even worse than mine. gta make so many corrections. haha. if still got horrigible grammar pls close one eye. carn be bothered already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`` i need my sleep STUPID BIO LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;syf in three days!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111384439575521080?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111384439575521080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111384439575521080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111384439575521080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111384439575521080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/leo-womanshe-will-stand-out-of-crowd.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111373555837612166</id><published>2005-04-17T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:59:18.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. guess wad? i'm indulging in vanilla ice cream like free. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ice cream!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever. alot of stuff have been happening these few days. ever since tues things havent been the same. ohwells. i mean. whats the big deal? its not like its the end of the world right. why act like it is? and its not like i won't call bxw even if you take away my phone so why do it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and its not like you married your first bf right? so whats your problem?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bahh. okayy nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin's damn nice((: met her today in church. ohwells. at least she's been through it. told me to take better watch over my phone ^_^ loll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really missing bxw like crap now.. but tts not my pt. bahh. maybe its a good thing syf's just arnd the corner. chionging for it sorta help me get stuff off my mind... these few days have been quite bearable la. haha. i have no idea wad crap i'm talking abt. dun take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about syf. have been really chionging alot lately. but not exactly as hard as assther. she's like gna get blisters or sth. haha. ASSTHERHO~ pls don't go and get a blister now!! and go do sth about your dammed cough pls. loll. oh and we're gna chiong full time next week. haha. even tho other schools have started long ago. but.. ohwells. hope we can reach the &lt;i&gt;desired&lt;/i&gt; std.  haha. all the jnrs actually brought home their zhs to prac! you go dudes! damn proud of them. like when did esther and i ever bring our zhs home to prac? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. richard totally rawked sports fest! cheerleading! bdiv! banner design! yaaay. GO RICHARD!! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost is playing on radio now. yayy. they should play more of these songs((: instead of nice but saaad songs that make you wna cry. loll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap. now even my sis is not on my side now. what is her problem too? she's keeping my phone now while she all the while knows that i've been searching for it. kns. and the best part is tht she and my mum lied to me that my phone was missing. ohcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i gtg now still got alot of stuff to say but gotta rush now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``behind those big fake smiles and stupid lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111373555837612166?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111373555837612166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111373555837612166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111373555837612166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111373555837612166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111314186609462453</id><published>2005-04-10T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T07:04:26.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boO! haha. today was so damn bored. other than talking on e phone, pracing zh and &lt;s&gt;doing hmwk &amp; pt&lt;/s&gt; there's NOTHING to do la pls. noone blogs... noone comes online... carn msg cause i sorta hit 525 already... and my mth ends 12 days ltr rmb?? on syf day... ohwells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly chionging geog pt now... but what the hell is a ministral style report? stupid la. 2000words summore lor. like i got not enough trouble coming up with 1000 for ss already lor. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. here's a big achievement. haha. i actually practised the zh for one hr yest and today! yayy. -shoos away people who prac 8hrs every day. XP loll. see. even a bigFATslacker can do it... you definitely can too((: haha... and MY &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; ZH SQUEEKKSSS!!! sighh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and tml is sports fest. go RICHARD!! yayy. no sch in the morning... and on tues too! coz of olevel results. -smirks- haha. anw. got nth else to say... other than the fact that choir got gold. omg. they're a bunch of zaided ppl pls... and band's syf is 5 days away. gd luck people. they have the std &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;factastic past records. ohwells. for us its like... even luck is against us lor. bahh. but whocares la. we'll just do our best((: jiayoupeople!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only12daysmore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111314186609462453?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111314186609462453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111314186609462453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111314186609462453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111314186609462453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/boo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111304255705065873</id><published>2005-04-09T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:48:14.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. co's been like taking up alot of my time these few days. morning prac recess prac lunch prac before co prac xiaozu prac dazu prac after co prac... everything except pracing at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no complaints tho. haha. just tt my right arm aching like crazy yest. bahh. my basics just sucks. carn relax lor. stupidd la. loll. anw. co on thurs was so cute. haha. went to the gym. bahh. its so fun to see everyone move together in the mirror. XD fri was like 4hrs dazu straight. ohwells. esther was like on a shooting spree. haha. poor zm died so many times. lol. sat was okayy la. other than the fact that esther the pokk came late and we went to the bus stop to look for her but guess wad?? she came after we left. -.- so irrtating la. esther... can you choose a better time to arrive. like before we left or after so we can meet you on the way to the bus stop or sth. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;okayy. i gtg now. gg to my gma's hse soon. byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`` 13 days&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!-((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111304255705065873?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111304255705065873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111304255705065873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111304255705065873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111304255705065873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/co.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111278439475885224</id><published>2005-04-06T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T03:46:34.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;stupid &lt;s&gt;farking&lt;/s&gt; freaking teacher go book me for belt. shit you lar. never greet you then you bui song issit. wad sorta crap la. if you ever dare file it i'll personally come after you. just watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. today was crap.nearly reached sch late lor. din even have morning prac. then recess gtg haiying's cls to &lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt; chiong ss perf task. haha. then ponned chem cause mrs lim not here. haha. but in the end we gta do some chem ws.. during her lesson. :x so last min copy from sammy's stack of w/s. thx a million sammy! so recess also no prac. haha. then after skl straight away chiong to library to print out ss report. 5 pages lor.  haha. it is so NOT short. then rush to jblock to hand it in. haiz. so crap lar. got booked &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt;. sigh. will not go to jblock in the future. nvr see people with low belt before issit. and not like mine is &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; low lor. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home with haiying and yilin. whoa... they're damn crap leh. scream untill the person infront change seats. :x haha. i got nth to do with it okayy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i got no perf task to chiong now.. but got some hmwk here and there and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 x 2 graphs&lt;/span&gt; to hand in to lezlie neo by fri. ohwells. olivia actually handed in hers already. haiz. to minsi jiangning and i... gd luck man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111278439475885224?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111278439475885224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111278439475885224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111278439475885224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111278439475885224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/stupid-farking-freaking-teacher-go.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111275453508250929</id><published>2005-04-05T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:28:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*//ilu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.innocence01.blogspot.com/"&gt;*//ilu~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo! now in haiying's class (still) chionging ss perf task cause my cls comp died. wth la... haha. finished 811 words already. yayy. at least its presentable now... ((: and now recess just ended... but chem tr not here so who cares la. shall stay here and finish it up. yayy. i love threeSIX. no prefects lor. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111275453508250929?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111275453508250929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111275453508250929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111275453508250929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111275453508250929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/ilu.html' title='*//ilu~'/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111269836376209133</id><published>2005-04-05T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T03:52:43.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. damnit! i'm screwed for ss perf task. haha. stupid la. dun feel like doing lor. bahh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111269836376209133?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111269836376209133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111269836376209133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111269836376209133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111269836376209133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111269522354118437</id><published>2005-04-05T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T03:03:17.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiying requested for large font size...so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha. big enuf not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111269522354118437?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111269522354118437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111269522354118437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111269522354118437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111269522354118437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/haiying-requested-for-large-font-size.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111251262177570829</id><published>2005-04-02T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:17:01.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. back here blogging again when there's ss and geog perf task due next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. friday was april fools' day. haha. lohsergan jotoh misswu all got pranked. bahh. most of our cls pranks involves hiding in cupboards and stuff.haha. quite fun la seeing lohsergan's reaction... and miss wu got glue on the door handle...  but she slapped olivia on the back as soon as she entered the room.loll. poor olivia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yest had co. came at like eight to change xian for yixin((: see so nice right? haha. then joined the xianyue'06 people for breakfast at macs... after tt went back just in time for co. haha. wna come early for extra prac also nvr. haiz. then dazu. ohwells. screwed again... as always. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after co went out to ps. watched the eye10. haha. not bad lar. not as scary as i tot it would be. as in. wun freak out at night one((: haha. and guess wad. we met gillian there. wth la... hmm then after that went to get a present for weiming. wun say wad in case she checks my blog. but thats highly unlikely. haha. anw. happy bday weiming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now. gna chiong ss/geog perf task and draw 10 (no... make it 20) math graphs... for qns 5 &amp;amp; 6 sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111251262177570829?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111251262177570829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111251262177570829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111251262177570829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111251262177570829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/04/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111191568363720474</id><published>2005-03-27T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:33:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi((: finally got the blog template up. haha. bball one. so supportive of by bro's cca la. see.. &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a nice sister. picture koped from felix's blog. edited one lar. made it more orange((: loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i should &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; on my holiday hmwk (meaning i havent startedX) ohwells. there's nth due on mon right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111191568363720474?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111191568363720474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111191568363720474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111191568363720474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111191568363720474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-finally-got-blog-template-up.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111182013638218171</id><published>2005-03-25T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:31:22.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. havent blogged for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cause my blog template was sorta screwed and the posts carn be seen. so here i am (finally) fixing it. haha. still looking for some blog template from the net so i can just download the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carn be bothered already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. my internet is freaking &lt;em&gt;slow&lt;/em&gt; today. i have no idea why also. &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. gna blog abt alot of stuff today... starting from osl selection camps.which ended like one week ago. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osl selection camp.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lar. we evacuated at least two times pls. haha. one because there's an earthquake somewhere and tremors are felt here. haha. then another one was because there was a fire at three thirty in the morning. haha. so &lt;em&gt;exciting. &lt;/em&gt;and had to cross acid river at ten thirty at night((: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after osl selection camp went out with my friend. went to parkway. haha. spent half the time at mph. just sit there and do nothing((: lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondayy. world trade game! haha. saudi arabians! loll. yiran minsi and me. haha. started out with the highest score. ended below std score. ohwells. it was fun to. too bad no oil crisis. ((: and &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; US got so much manpower. bahh. UNFAIR LOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesdayy. CBD trail and URA visit. haha. sry to say this la. but its super boring. and we have to line up in &lt;em&gt;twos&lt;/em&gt; when walking from one pt to another -.- pls lorr. we're not pri sch kids. met some brainless and heartless statue. XD and passed victoria concert hall. ohwells. that place just brings back memories of gongyan. and the redbadge batch. dunno why also. URA building was just as bad. had this quiz with gurmit. haha. lame lor. saw yapper. haha. on exhibition there la. LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursdayy. sungei buloh. ohman our class rawk. lost like how many data loggers' sensors pls? haha... then got alotalotALOT of mosquito bites. -scratch- stupid larr. saw a jellyfish too. better than the obs one((: pink and CUTEE haha. its quite small too. loll. had such a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; time doing our line transect pls. it just &lt;em&gt;rawked&lt;/em&gt;. and afternoon got t-issue.went with eliz and yihui to someplace outside og orchard pt. only sold like 60 lorr. had to take back 47 each. sighh.its funny how some people can walk &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a gigantic round just to avoid you. or just pretend they din even see you at all. ohwells. dun understand how come some people can sell like 100+ lor. sigh. some people are just PRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. good friday. nothing much lar. mum took leave. went out together. visited gm's sis at hospital. she had some op on her hand lar. then had to peel grapes for her lor. okayy. i suck at peeling grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayy. co. argh crap. din go for co too long already arh... carn get almost all my yingzhun... my 16fens totally cannot relax at all also lor pls. sigh. ltr going out with my cousins to cycle((: yayy. gtg now. still fixing my blogtemplate. and arh. my internet explorer is just so slow. i'm not gna bother looking for a nice template already. next time lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111182013638218171?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111182013638218171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111182013638218171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111182013638218171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111182013638218171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111104575978112790</id><published>2005-03-16T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:49:19.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;half of us freak without knowing how we can improve, the other half takes it as it comes. -&lt;/em&gt; huimin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. totally true. btw, we're on 22nd april. after dhsco, before zhonghua (i think) ohwells... last day of the whole competition. imagine how sick the judges must be of xingkong by the time it reaches us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really feel like giving up... like just pon syf of sth. i don't &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;how i can improve... my std is like crap and totally not improving at all. ohwells. maybe i dun deserve to be taking part in syf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jiayou people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111104575978112790?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111104575978112790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111104575978112790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111104575978112790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111104575978112790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/half-of-us-freak-without-knowing-how.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111090026524053742</id><published>2005-03-15T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T07:24:25.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bikenblade05</title><content type='html'>boo. back from the bike n blade thing... if you dunno wad that is... go check the newspaper today. home section, page5. haha. or check &lt;a href="http://www.charitybnb05.net/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.. just in case you are thinking i am some pro pokk in cycling/blading... i'm a crew member. more specifically some volunteer in the medical support team. and i have totally no idea abt medicine and whatnots. so i'm basically just there to tag along, help move drinks and luggage abt if necessary and help out with the doc and the physiotherapist. which include:being on standby in case people need to be evacuated.in case there are major injuries. (but actually nth much la. cause all settled by dr menon already XD ) and to massage people at the clinic when it opens.haha. thats abt all we do... loll. here's a day by day account. read on if you want to. its gna be damn long.&lt;br /&gt;day one:woke up super early. gotta reach st andrews community hospital at five thirty wad. then they gave us this tag thingy. and two polo shirts with the words CREW splashed on the back. loll. while all the cyclist/bladers got jerseys, helmet and ORANGE SUNGLASSES!!! bahh. i want too. :( then set off for jetty at arnd seven... after getting off we just helped to look after the drugs bag cause its precious. -gasps- and ate breakfast at the cafe cause we only need to set off two hours after the bikers/bladers set off XD as the bus is obviously much faster than them right? and we only need to meet them at the rest stops wad. haha. then was playing cards with joanne all the way and there was only three of us in the whole entire 40-seats support bus. which was ment for picking up cyclist if there's rainy weather.. today quite boring la. nth much. except for the fact that there was alot of injured people. so we have to fit like four bikes into the bus and some extra helpers and cyclists so our card playing space was sorta taken up. oh and we watched bad boys. haha. so while all the others were cycling/blading till their legs drop... we were sitting comfortably in the bus with aircon at full blast, watching movies, playing cards and pigging out at coffee shops at almost every reststop. -bigFATgrin. so they were all on the verge of killing us when they heard abt it. XDthen reached the hotel in mersing at arnd six plus. the hotel damn pokk can?? got no lift one. (and were on the 3rd floor. bahh) plus we had to squeeze four in a room. quite worn down building la. but okayy la. liveable... then went to the clinic. massaged quite a few people. calf shin quarts hems. basically thats all we learnt that day. so that was the only massages we did for the next three days. shoulders back wrist ankles all call for dr menon and tilda. XD then did the same thing again after dinner.loll. quite fun la. the people were very nice and appreciative. haha.&lt;br /&gt;day two.woke up at eight -bigFATgrin. two hours after they set off. haha. cause we only need to leave at nine to meet them at the rest stop rmb? XD then watched two more movies. same routine. except that there was this guy who injured his knee quite badly, so dr menon taped it at some coffee shop. haha. then i think he went home cause he can't do any exercise for quite a few weeks. haha. quite enriching la. post up the pics when i get it from my cousin. then reached a new botel in desaru.. damn NICE. &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; much better than the previous one. then had dinner. then somebody was making some speech and was thanking everyone. and we came down late cause we were playing table tennis... so we were like extraly standing in a corner... then they started thanking us for goodness knows what we have done. so everyone sorta like turned back and stared at us... loll. damn malu can? aft that got clinic again. ended like at 1130. bahh. met this bunch of skaters. cause joanne massaged them... so after we finished went down to the lobby and saw them playing pool... so we joined them lar. and i din even know anything abt pool lor. played one game with joanne. maluated myself very badly. got to know the bladers. kim daryl and justin (i think. my apologies for any mistakes) and two other girls we dun really know. i'm like the youngest within the whole group lar. the nearest is like kim who's like sec5?? haha. but he's quite fun lar. played pool untill like two?? haha. then we went to the beach with daryl. quite fun lar. there were alot of stars and the beach was nice. altho we carn really see anything loll... then my cousin was doing all the talking. i ended up stonning.. missed alot of people/things in spore la.. despite all the fun there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;day three.free and easy day. was supposed to wake up at eight to make it to the clinic at nine. in the end woke at 0845. loll. then chiong down for breakfast. haha. the guys came again for some massage cause apparently kim cramped up last night. XD then heard they were going buggy ltr. then we wanted to go..so we left early cause they were waiting for us. :X crap la. arrive late then leave early. bahh.so we walked all the way to the gokart/buggy place. and it was abit short dist only. thank you very much..loll. so we walked and walked untill we FINALLY reached. then it was damn fun. it was some sort of mortorcycle thing. just that its shorter and fatter. or you can take the car. which is faster but hard to steer la.then you can drive on the dirt track la. which is quite rough and uneven... so me and joanne took the motorcycle. then we crashed like two times each before we got the hang of it. loll. and she said i was super reckless in driving. haha. for the car i totally crashed it into the curb and it got stuck. :X but that was at the end la. so nvm. damn fun lar. i was like speeding half the time then she was like screaming at me to slow down. loll. cause its more bumpy at the back... but its sorta gd lar. w/o her i'll prob fly off the track of sth. loll. then the guys dunnid to say lar. but we've learnt not to drive behind them cause there were clouds of smoke/sand and whatnots. haha. after that went to ride on the gocart. quite fun lar. crashed ONCE. once only la. better than joanne. and MUCH better than daryl. loll. after that went for lunch... quite nice... for me kim and daryl at least... cause we ordered burgers. haha. but there were &lt;i&gt;unidentified floating objects&lt;/i&gt; in the drinks. -quote joanne.. loll. then decided to walk back via the beach...quite nice lar. din get a tan tho (altho my cousin got sunburnt. -.-) the water was damn clear. and the waves were very foamy. haha. went then went back to the hotel... cause bladers nda change out for photoshoot... then we played pool and tabletennis again. haha. got a change to practice pool without being maluated. loll. after that took a van to somewhere to eat seafood. and at night justin and daryl came over to play cards... "small boy" -quote daryl- was asleep la. haha. played untill 12. then they went back to slp cause they gotta blade tml. so we watched glass shoes then went to slp lar.&lt;br /&gt;day four. woke up at 0730 (cause we got a morning call wad... loll) then packed up everything. went for breakfast and whatever crap... got informed of change of plans. cause the hotel is their 2nd rest stop as they are cycling up to somewhere and turning back down to pass the hotel before going to jetty. so we only join them when they come back... played more pool and table tennis. then set off at arnd 1130... watched finish badboys2... then reached the jetty... waited for the other cyclist/bladers to arrive... then had photoshoot and stuff... ate at the cafe abit (the same one we had breakfast in on the 1st day) then boarded the ferry...nth much already la. just that tilda had a thing for crossword puzzles. she got like one whole book of them that she just do if she's bored. loll.&lt;br /&gt;these four days has been great... thanks to everyone who came along. for making this trip so fun for me. ((: esp the skaters kim justin daryl and -the table tennis guy whose name i really forgot.- SORRY!!! the medical team... tilda doctormenon jeannie. and my fantastic cousin. really bonded with her on this trip... actually i thought its going to be boring... just the two of us... then got nothing to do. just tag along and stuff. but it proved to be quite fun... really missed all of them there... now i feel like going to the clinic to give massages or sth... crap. now i gta readapt to being back in spore... bahh. nvrmind... at least i can be back in contact with people back here. haha. gtg now. gdnight...&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. rod from class95 was there with us. as a cyclist and on the 2nd day when all the spouses and children visit... we saw his son. he's so CUTEEE!!! big eyes and curly hair. haha. he's only a toddler or maybe slightly older... haha. i really gtg now. missing the trip lots... crap! i shld not go on this type of stuff anymore right?? obs also liddat... sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111090026524053742?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111090026524053742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111090026524053742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111090026524053742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111090026524053742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/bikenblade05_111090026524053742.html' title='bikenblade05'/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111050877703446328</id><published>2005-03-10T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T18:39:37.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the early age, Leos are inclined towards drunkennes and extortion. When it comes to anything else, they&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; show a remarkable degree of laziness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As a child, a Leo will typically &lt;em&gt;demand a lot of money from parents&lt;/em&gt;, then from friends and even casual aquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;His overly developed pride and narcissism can ruin the life of anyone who he has come into even passing contact with, while his gluttony is capable of bankrupting even the deepest set of pockets. Amazingly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even though Leos eat a lot and without stop, they never gain any weight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (p.s. not true kayy. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;They like to have the world revolve around them, which is why they strive to be the best at anything they do. If they are not successful at this, they will languish and lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;A Leo's dominant character traits are usually an unshakable delusion of grandure and an elevated feeling of self-importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this is very crap. but the whole point of it is that i'm lazy. and i shall &lt;strong&gt;stop &lt;/strong&gt;being lazy cause i am so like failing all my tests pls... sighh. sigh. ltr got swim carn. then at night prob be bz packing for bike n blade thing... loll. wun be blogging untill 15th... sigh.. ohwells....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i survived 2days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111050877703446328?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111050877703446328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111050877703446328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111050877703446328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111050877703446328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/from-early-age-leos-are-inclined.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111036748049263495</id><published>2005-03-09T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T03:24:40.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEVENdays. bahh. this is so shit lar. there's not even like two hrs in between or sth. cause i'm totally like leaving singapore for the bike n blade thing at 8+am... actually its nth much lar. just tag along in a bus and assist the doc there treating the bikers/blader's injuries... but... carn they set off like on 13th or sth. sigh. was damn sad today. its weird. considering that it's only like 2wks since 23feb, when it all started. oh. come to think of it.. its exactly two weeks. loll. anw. i will survive one. dun worry abt me. &lt;br /&gt;anw. yest rs was slack. talked alot with elaine... about alot of stuff. bahh. okayy.anw. i gtg out for dinner already. sis bday lar. which sucks cause i got bio test tml which i havent finished studying for. i am NOT going to fail another test again. yes. distractions are baaad. LOL XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111036748049263495?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111036748049263495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111036748049263495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111036748049263495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111036748049263495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/sevendays.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111010633620106401</id><published>2005-03-06T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:52:16.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What color is most reflective of you?&lt;br /&gt;- orange!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you get the idea for your friendster&lt;br /&gt;name?&lt;br /&gt;- er. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What time were you born?&lt;br /&gt;- no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What song are you playing now, or wish you&lt;br /&gt;were playing?&lt;br /&gt;- accidentally in love. at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Has the death of a celebrity ever made you&lt;br /&gt;cry?&lt;br /&gt;- no. cause sly and olando bloom havent died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What color top are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a baby?&lt;br /&gt;- *shrugs* Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your&lt;br /&gt;pet's name?&lt;br /&gt;- supposedly joe. but noone bothers abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What color are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;- dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are the last 4 digits of your phone&lt;br /&gt;- 1417&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What song are you playing now?&lt;br /&gt;- accidentally in love. it repeats itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last concert you attended?&lt;br /&gt;- dhsco..  yest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was with you?&lt;br /&gt;- xianyue people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;- oh. That was eons ago. Sky captain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you dislike most at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;- none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What food you wanna eat right now?&lt;br /&gt;- milky barr. -waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;- was asked to but no.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What was the last tv show you watched?&lt;br /&gt;- glass shoes. On tues night. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What is your fav. piece of jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;- haha. No favs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is to the left of you?&lt;br /&gt;- phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- barbecued pork((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who is your best friend of the opposite&lt;br /&gt;sex?&lt;br /&gt;- depends on your definition of friend lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Write a song lyric that's in your head?&lt;br /&gt;- how much longer will it take to cure this blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What song is that from?&lt;br /&gt;- accidentally in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person who met you?&lt;br /&gt;- my mum. To pick me up after dhsco concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Where is your signifigant other right now?&lt;br /&gt;- friends hse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is his/her name?&lt;br /&gt;- dunno. Find out loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What shampoo do you use?&lt;br /&gt;- herbal essence. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. When was the last time you cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;- *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you on any meds?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you have a mental disease?&lt;br /&gt;- NO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- white interclub swim meet (AIMS) t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;- 5.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What color is your razor?&lt;br /&gt;- ? none((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is your fave frozen treat?&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream!! Frozen yogurt!! -yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you sexy?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Whats your favorite shopping store?&lt;br /&gt;- fav?? Livia cause I needa get something from there like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you thirsty?&lt;br /&gt;- abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Can you imagine yourself ever getting&lt;br /&gt;married?&lt;br /&gt;- actually yar. But come to think of it. Im a SLACKER and marriage needs commitment. -sheesh.. wad am I talking abt. Loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111010633620106401?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111010633620106401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111010633620106401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111010633620106401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111010633620106401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111008541301012883</id><published>2005-03-05T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T21:12:27.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yozz. blogging again today. yayy. and here's the long anticipated blog entry abt yest dhsco concert. ((:&lt;br /&gt;okayy. morning had founder's day... bahh. reached sch at 7.18. totally smart right. then had to rush all the way to cls. then realised that weiming din come. so had to rush all the way down to general office and get cls attendance list, found out that i din bring a pen (-_-) so had to run back to cls and get one, before rushing down to the amphi again one second before we sang the national anthem. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;whoa. almost got scolded by pangpang..&lt;/span&gt; loll. anw. founder's day was actually quite fun la. most of the concert items were nice. [[maroon5 rocks!!]] loll.&lt;br /&gt;anw. after that went to novena square to submit pullover design.. reached there arnd 10+ then found out that the shop opens at like 11.30? walao. damn smart can... so we walked arnd and looked for a present for my sis. which obviously was not very fruitful cause half the shops were closed. bahh. so we snacked at bk. and i convinently koped half of yannie's hashbrown.. XD loll. and esther's too. haha. then the shop finally opened at 11.15 and so we were the first customers of the day. was told that it was 23bucks not 22bucks... wth la. but i think the whole section wun mind right? hope so... anw. we ordered 5large for people who want bigger ones. and two small. in case some people ends up swimming in med pullovers. loll. see we so nice right?? loll. so felt SUPER ACCOMPLISHED cause this pullover thing had dragged on since last year and we are finally finishing up the unfinished business. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then the whole afternoon slacked the whole day (as you can see from the last entry). loll. then left hse to meet my friend at city hall. loll. was aready late already... then supposed to call haiying when i am reaching orchard cause wanted to meet haiying before that. but her stoopid phone died on her. bahh. so had to get off at orchard to look for her. then they were super high... and everyone at the mrt station was staring at us but nvm... then reached city hall damn late. sry...&lt;br /&gt;then carn decide where to eat. loll. ended up just walking to suntec. loll. were walking in circles at the fountain. got alot of stuff to eat la. but abit the crowded only. loll. and i just had to meet natasha there... of all the times i went to suntec i had to meet her there this time.. sighh. i bet she was thinking.. okayy nvm. anw. we had to find our way to vch. ((: so smart right. loll. jaywalked &lt;i&gt;abit&lt;/i&gt; cause we din use the millions of underpass. -.- and managed to reach there on time for the concert. haha. the first bell rang so early lor. its was only like 7.25pm / 7.23pm depending on whose point of view you are looking at. anw. din wna arrive late cause i was holding on to esther's tic. then when we reached there esther called and said she was still at the station. -_- loll. then shld have stayed at suntec abit longer...&lt;br /&gt;haha. then concert was quite fun. met quite alot of rosythians there. met this xianyue snr. from the batch of 2001. she seems quite nice. lol. but abit the din ask for her name. sigh. i really carn rmb her :X anw. jac and desmond went too. haha. annsiong shld have joined us man. anw. intermission was totally buzy. first was dragged by haiying all arnd the hall. loll. saw quite alot of people i which i shall convinently leave out in this blog entry XD. then saw the vs ppl at the back of the hall. wanted to intro teerapong to huimin but i scared ltr she kill me arh. and teerapong abit the shy only :X so in the end din la. but can tell me anytime if you nd my help k ;) (oops:X i really hope that huimin dun come to my blog man.) haha. then they played changcheng.. nice! and they are damn pro.. ahh. wad you expect... dhsco leh.. loll. after that had to rush home. saw bxw in front on the way out but din say hi cause esther was there and my mum was waiting for me in the car already. sigh. everytime i want her to come and fetch me she tell me to go home myself then everytime i wna stay longer she'll come and fetch me. sighh. tts abt all la. loll. gtg study bio already. been online since ten but havent download any notes at all. sighh. i'm just totally going to kope notes other bio teachers put up on inet &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;cause stupidIVAN refused to spoonfeed us&lt;/span&gt;. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;shit. yest evening just passed too quickly. damnit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111008541301012883?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111008541301012883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111008541301012883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111008541301012883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111008541301012883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/yozz.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-111000989276201600</id><published>2005-03-04T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:04:52.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. damn &lt;em&gt;boredd&lt;/em&gt; now cause i dun feel like studying bio and i'm just slacking and waiting for 5pm to come. which is one hr from now. sighh... can't wait for dhsco concert. bahh. and stoopid irritating tahboard is down again!! bahh. so pissed with it lor. but its got nice colours laa... dunno if i shld change or not.  hahaz. xiaozu on fri was baaad. sometimes i just wish that i wun drag the whole zh's std down like i do every prac... bahh. i'm hopeless la.. anw. gtg now cause i just got screamed at by my sis cause i koped the comp when she was bathing. :X hahaz. she's doing bio too. she's so hardworking sia. i wish i cld mug like a sec 1.  MUGandMUGandMUGsummore... i shld learn from her man.. sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-111000989276201600?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/111000989276201600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=111000989276201600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111000989276201600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/111000989276201600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/bahh.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110985856197819340</id><published>2005-03-03T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T06:02:41.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. havent blogged in ages. but math test is overr and i got no more tests this week. yayy. but its not like i passed my math test with flying colours or sth... i'll be suprised if i even pass lor. sighh. but finally i can take the time off to relax and think through alot of stuff coz alot have been happening for the past two weeks... including all the tests and performance tasks... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;first.. is the whole bxw thing, which i gta admit that its sort of nice. okayy. nice is a weird word to describe it but i carn think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;then got syf rehearsal, which i convinently screwed. but i guess i was too soft so i din make much of a diff cause wgy said that zh's gd. sighh. i shld prac harder...&lt;br /&gt;then the weekend din really do much except chiong stupid perf tasks and mugg for tests... sighh... &lt;br /&gt;MONDAY. monday was a BAAAAAAAD day. really bad. first i dropped my phone. and of all places, it fell into the &lt;i&gt;sink&lt;/i&gt;. and it wun have been so bad if the tap wasen't on. in other words, my dearest phone got &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;drenched&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. so my mum, naturally, got pissed. and the other contributing factor to her getting pissed was the fact that i was smsing non stop for the past dunno how many days. so she took the phone... and took out the sim card.. and refused to give it back to me. yayy. so i was damn sad for the whole day because:&lt;br /&gt;~ i'm scared she'll check out my sim card and find out about some stuff i dun particularly wan her to find out. &lt;br /&gt;~ i'm scared that when she finds out, she'll happily takes my line as her second line just like she did last time.&lt;br /&gt;~ i totally miss bxw like crazy&lt;br /&gt;~ i want my phone back!&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i dunno why i was thinking so much also la, but a BIG thankyou to haiying who is NOT my lesbo partner *ahems* just to clarify... i am STRAIGHT kayy. anw. back to my point... thanks for listening to all the crap and stuff. for being there when i cried. NOTHANKS for playing the simple plan song. XD cause i cried even harder... but actually its gd to let it out.. thanks for everything... including psycoing me to pon cooking cls ((: haha. cause we were all feeling so damn down on mon. (sry for affecting you abit) we decided to pon aesthetics cause we din feel like going. we actually wanted to go and mugg. cause got geog test on tues... but both of us needed to go and get presents, so we decided to go to orchard first, then come back and mugg... therefore, we went to far east as i wanted to get sth for my sis from livia. but guess wad... LIVIA WAS CLOSED. ohman i carn believe my luck, wanted to try for a 37degrees pencil case but she just changed hers. sighh. so we went to taka cause haiying wanted to get her present AND her octopus balls. XD haha. in the end we din find the present, but we got tako pachi aka octopus balls((: yum! haha. so we went down to macs to eat. and we talked alot la. about alot of other things. and yeah... that sort of kept my mind off the phone for a while. THX PIGLET. then nth much already. went to buy haiying's fav chocs (which i convinently koped like crazy today) at watsons((: and took 190 back to sch in the rain. and by the time we reached sch its 5pm so we went home &lt;i&gt;without mugging&lt;/i&gt;. bahh. &lt;br /&gt;but because monday was such a depressing day, TUES RAWKED!!! ((: my phone din spoil (apparently my mum got her friend to fix it. i dunno...) my mum gave me back the sim AND the phone without a single word((: and i got a nice touching email (whoever sent it... ilu k..:) whoa. damn happy man. so i was super high for the whole day even tho i am sure i totally flunked my geog test too. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;WED and THURS are super boring and typical la. nth much.. so i'm sure you wun want me to write abt it considering how long this entry is already. if you even get to this part i'll be really amazed man. hahaz. oh and i forgot to blog abt 5th mar. aiyah nvm la. its just that i have mixed feelings abt it. part of me carn wait for it. the other part is just scared. funny right? yess scaredd.... sigh. i really dunno wad to do... anw. gotta go now. chi jian bao havent done yed. i've decided that i shldn't bully lulaoshi anymore((: he's just too nice. hahaz. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110985856197819340?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110985856197819340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110985856197819340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110985856197819340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110985856197819340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110934102563724652</id><published>2005-02-25T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T06:17:05.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. havent blogged in ages. sigh. damn internet was down. just came back from co. haha. got suanned AGAIN. cause assther is not here. see lar. everytime ass not here always get suanned. told yannie she dun believe. haha. now she owes me one million bucks. yayy i feel rich. anw. watched the syf rehearsal videos. okayy. got alot we can improve on la. sigh. i can't believe how many times i screwed. sigh. i shld prac more. ((: actually wanna blog abt the days before but carn really rmb wad happened. oh the SLY POSTER incident with pangpang and how she hates my socks and belt. sighh. i think she thinks that cls comm members shld wear their uniform properly to look more professional or sth. so irritating lor. everyday come for assembly first thing she says: "oi. your belt is too loose. see, my hand can fit through easily. go home and sew your belt untill here -points to spot where buckle shld be at to suffocate ppl. next monday report to me before assembly..." walao. damn shit can? (okayy changhuimin... pls dun come and read this :S) anw. lets now go on to socks. "and your socks is very low also arh. -start pulling up socks- its no use... go and get new socks. very easy to injure your ankle..." -.- pls lorr. my socks CAN be seen from all angles. and noone wears socks to PROTECT their ankle pls. to do that you wear an ANKLE GUARD. yar. and get kneeguardwristguardelbowguard too. 100% protection. oh and she has a thing against the sly poster which i stuck up at the windows... (thx a million to celeste) sth abt distracting her and ltr she call svlvester instead of sabby or me or sth. okayy. maybe it can be abit distracting... but calling sly cause his poster is there abit weird right. as in... you can tell the difference between a POSTER and a STUDENT can't you? sigh. enuf crap abt pangpang. haha. &lt;br /&gt;and today is the fourth day my phone line mth starts and i have already used up a grand total of 150so far and still counting. am i SMART. i'll prob exceed within three weeks lor. if i liddat then bxw how? ten days arh? lolz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__[[feb23rd.THEday]]__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110934102563724652?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110934102563724652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110934102563724652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110934102563724652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110934102563724652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110890323941268778</id><published>2005-02-20T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T04:40:39.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo. sun now and just came back from elizabeth's house. was supposed to do eng proj but in the end played majiong for the whole day. haha. i was like the slowest lorr. heyy... i just learnt during cny kayy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh and i just realised that interaction videos dun have liangxiao. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;anw. i am still staring geog after one hr at the comp. yeah. shldnt learn from annsiong man. geog is gross lorr. sighh. i am basically just too lazy to do hmwk. &lt;br /&gt;oh and my msges have hit 648 already lor. i wanna keep it under 650. (my plan is 700wad.) so i have 2 msges to use untill 0.00am tues. am i ambitious? have completely stoped msging bxw already lorr. is that considered a big achivement? haha. &lt;br /&gt;"accidentally in love... blahhblahh" blog song playing in the bg. (wad were you thinking of?) this song damn nice larr. omg i am seriously crapping already. sigh... and noone is blogging larr. bahh. oh and i got a question. hahaz. i am going to ask like everyone i know. loll. &lt;br /&gt;if you got a choice to ride a black/brown/white horse to ur dreamland, which would you choose?? haha. nevermind if you dunno wad they mean. just answer them((: loll.&lt;br /&gt;gotta do geog already. sigh. if i stay online any longer i am never going to finish geog. i told hilary i'll do by today and she laughed. hrmp. i'll just show you. XD&lt;br /&gt;i miss msging. sigh. I WILL TAHAN!!!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110890323941268778?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110890323941268778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110890323941268778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110890323941268778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110890323941268778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/boo_20.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110880029330778879</id><published>2005-02-19T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:15:32.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. i just typed a whole page of crap which got erased.&lt;br /&gt;sighhh. and noone is online noww. ubber bored. as i was saying. the blog template pic is so nice right?? just made it todayy. loll. and carn be bothered to edit all the html stuff. will do tt some other day. till then, i'll stick to my old template. ((:&lt;br /&gt;yest got pi. damn boring. got at least 5-10 speeches larr. sighh. huimin looks so cute. hahaz. teerapong shld have been like the vs representative or sth. loll. after tt went to novena square to submit pullover design. the back has some girl holding a huuz. then the front is just "rgcohuuz" and a retarded huu that i drew. loll. but my tts not my pt.. i was abt to say that if the pullover is white, it'll cost $12 black one costs $22. note the difference in price. i wld prefer black larr. but its like $10bucks more lar. sighh. after that went for band concert larr. damn fun. saw sabby and rach. and the song is damn nice can? loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went to kerta ayer senior citizen activity ctr to perform. din realise that CD interact ncc were all there. tot we were the only ones doing some pathetic performance larr. anw. I SCREWED UP MAJOR. sigh. i entered one beat early somewhere in the middle. which is like one of the worst mistakes makeable in the world of CO. but yingzhun aside, i dun make alot of mistakes commonly made during pracs like playing wrong lines and stuff. XD. sigh. and the ppl there treated u like some kind of vip. as in very &lt;em&gt;important&lt;/em&gt; ppl. hahaz. they help me carry chairs summore. ((: after the perf still gave us sweets. hahaz. which i happen to be eating like now. oh. just realised its called love fruit candy. loll. i am like going to fall in love the next moment or sth la pls... the name is stupid. is there even a fruit called the love fruit of sth? loll. anw. thanks a million to huimin and dad for giving me a lift. sry i was sleeping like half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg for piano now. shit i hate piano lessons on sat. weekends are precious and rare. only 2/7 of the week are weekends so we shld treasure it and slack all we can coz the wkdays are going to drain you. ((: loll. what shit is this. serene, pls realise that you have a bio quiz next week which means that you have to mug. sighH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110880029330778879?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110880029330778879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110880029330778879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110880029330778879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110880029330778879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/okayy_19.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110856397614043490</id><published>2005-02-16T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T06:26:16.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The email address you entered is not a valid Friendster login." &lt;br /&gt;i am so damn pissed with friendster. sighh. first, i the damn friendster page wun load on the sch comp. then now i got logging in probs. wth larr. anw. shall blog now coz today got relatively little hmwk. today had to stay back and decorate cls notice board. its black and orangee!! cool right??((: thankew eliz vini for staying back and all the others who have helped in one way or another. yayy.actually its not really done yed. sigh. i am really damn pissed with friendster. got this weird feeling that sb went in and deleted the whole account. sighh. &lt;br /&gt;feeling super depressed now lar. have no idea why also. havent felt like that in ages. hmm.. top on my "reasons-for-feeling-depressed list"...&lt;br /&gt;first on the list: that &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; friendster.&lt;br /&gt;the rest in no particular order: dunno wad to do for darn chem perf task&lt;br /&gt;eng content sourcing carn find anything on "deviance = crime? "&lt;br /&gt;overdue math assignment. got no idea how to do coz fell asleep in lesson on variation :X&lt;br /&gt;having no idea why bxw is so &lt;i&gt;dense&lt;/i&gt; [haiying dun laugh!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sad confused tired pissed stonned irritated sick stressed DEPRESSED&lt;br /&gt;//wish i had you to hold//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110856397614043490?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110856397614043490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110856397614043490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110856397614043490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110856397614043490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/email-address-you-entered-is-not-valid.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110827320288363183</id><published>2005-02-12T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:40:02.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. sunday now. damn bored. supposed to do hmwk but all due on tues so WHOCARES!! can chiong on mon. :X anw. yest went to rosyth to see ruan society which is coincidentally called RS too. -thinks research studies- hahaz. left home at 8.45, tot i was LATE. in the end met weeho and his jnr near the overhead bridge. and they were the first larr. hello we were supposed to meet OUTSIDE ROSYTH at 8.45. then sat at the tables near the bkshop and waited and waited for the rest. bahh. then went up. saw xulaoshi. hahaz. she still rmbs me!! loll ask me to take erhu and play summore pls lar i dun even know the song lor. and i dun wanna maluate myself on my 1st prac wad. hahaz. qingdian is nicee!!! nicenicenice kayy. anw. i wanna join!! signed up already lorr. but damn scared. you know my standard larr. i carn play anything well at all lor. loll. i got the scores but din have an erhu with me now. -.- always got the erhu at home when i nd the zhonghu and got the zhonghu at home when i nd the erhu. wth lar. aft tt went out to lunch with the others. nth much lar. watched how they bullied jnrs. XD felt abit extra :S wished haiying was there...&lt;br /&gt;5th march got dhsco concert. i wanna go leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110827320288363183?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110827320288363183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110827320288363183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110827320288363183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110827320288363183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/okayy_12.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110826513426883050</id><published>2005-02-12T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T19:25:34.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone free on wed. coz i was thinking of staying back to work on the cls notice board. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110826513426883050?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110826513426883050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>So she said what's the problem baby&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm in love (love)&lt;br /&gt;Think about it every time&lt;br /&gt;I think about it&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop thinking 'bout it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much longer will it take to cure this&lt;br /&gt;Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love (love)&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Turn a little faster&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;The world will follow after&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody's after love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said I'm a snowball running&lt;br /&gt;Running down into the spring that's coming all this love&lt;br /&gt;Melting under blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Belting out sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Shimmering love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I surrender&lt;br /&gt;To the strawberry ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Never ever end of all this love&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean to do it&lt;br /&gt;But there's no escaping your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lines of lightning&lt;br /&gt;Mean we're never alone,&lt;br /&gt;Never alone, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;Move a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear you whisper&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;Settle down inside my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Jump a little higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;If you feel a little lighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;We were once&lt;br /&gt;Upon a time in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're accidentally in love&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally in love (x7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm In Love, I'm in Love,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love,&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally (X 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Spin a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;And the world's a little brighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Just get yourself inside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ...I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this song rawks too((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; changed back to the original song. hahaz. just came back from rosyth. went to see ruan society. i think i am joining. &lt;em&gt;regardlards of whether someone joins of not&lt;/em&gt;. -coffs-. gtg chiong hmwk -again- maybe i'll blog next time. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110819487588689648?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110819487588689648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110819487588689648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110819487588689648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110819487588689648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-she-said-whats-problem-baby-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110809283333141454</id><published>2005-02-10T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:33:53.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah. i feel lucky. NO SCH TODAY!!! yayy. hahaz. at home now supposedly chionging hmwk. hahaz. i am damn slack can? And I have decided to not bother about obs xiaolianbi already. dun feel like doing. But sihan gotta do larr. think its graded :s sighh. &lt;br /&gt;should I go to see ruan society on sat?? cause haiying might not be going :( if I go tml, I nd to get sb else to go with me. or else i very extra leh. If I go next wk, ill still be super extra cause therell only be me and haiying. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;gtg finish ss now. ltr got bbq. ((: ohman. I am really bbqing too much for my own gd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110809283333141454?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110809283333141454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110809283333141454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110809283333141454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110809283333141454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110808409907933306</id><published>2005-02-10T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T17:08:19.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. just out of curiosity, anyone actually bothered to read my last blog entry?? hahaz. its like even longer than the obs one. sigh. anw. HAPPY CNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110808409907933306?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110808409907933306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110808409907933306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110808409907933306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110808409907933306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110794401377029680</id><published>2005-02-09T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T17:01:45.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. after not blogging for ages, i shall type a really looooong entry. thurs was co day. er. nth much lar. just that esther joined us for zhonghu xiaoxu. yayy. cause she is always so busy conducting xiaozus. then let the sec1s choose their zhonghus. discovered 1000yr old huuz. XD. then fri got dazu. zheng shuaige came. loll. then conducted and told us some stuff we gotta take note off blahh. then fri all dazu. hahaz. so fun. we shld just have all dazu on fri man. had to play 6545s at 168. wth larr. last time gongyan 160 already can die :Xsat was quite fun. went out with weiming eliz yhung to interview grand hyatt and marriot ppl for this ss thing.qn: "how do you think your hotel is of international standard??" ans: "err. are we 5star?"-.- okayy fine. we decided to crap up the answers ourselves. hahaz. then slacked walked arnd. ate macs. oh and eliz stole 50 postcards i think. loll. weiming and yhung ate gelato. arhh. now i wan also. :ssunday!!!! CLS PARTY!!! thank you sabby for letting us use your condo function rm!!!&lt;br /&gt;threetworocks!!!!!!!!! hahaz. so fun. left home at 9.30am. then took mrt to yck station cause supposed to meet eliz there. reached 10mins early. and eliz reached 10mins late. and if you do your math, you'll realise tt i was stoning there for 20mins. yayy. thanks a LOT eliz. anw. we had to take mrt all the way up to woodlands to collect a 2.5kg cake. its damn big can?/ and eliz can't help me cause she had all her satay and roti prata. hahaz. and why are we so pathetic?? its all WEIMING'S FAULT!!!!!! she cldn't come last min so i had to go and collect the cake myself with&lt;br /&gt;eliz. THANKS A MILLION WEIMING!!! reached mrt at 11. tot we were super late already. bahh. but jukhuan still stuck at toapayoh. (btw. we were at bukit batok) -.- damn smart larr. we went ntuc and grabbed half the chocs there, XD before taking bus to sabby's condo. (WITH the 2.5 cake.) reached there already. played cards.-for more info look in junqi's blog- and ate chocs. played the maroon five cd too!! yayy. maroon5 rocks!! its like the only cd we have (other than the mediacopr cny songs one) hahaz. aft that we played truth or dare. omg our cls is damn sick cann?? hahaz. only got to dare two ppl. charmaine and alicia. OmG. i shall not elaborate but anyone who wants the video can get from junqi XD (charmaine, dun kill me o.O) aft that we played double whacko. damn fun can. then we were screaming at the top of our voices, so the security guard had to chase us away. so we went to some grass patch behind the condos. played&lt;br /&gt;summore double whacko. ohman. this is like rgs fav icebreaker. and to think vs ppl din even know wad it was. anw. got alot of ppl to do forfeit. hahaz. jukhuan had to spin 40rounds, so we spinned and spinnned and spinned her summore. and after that she started to get wonky and she fell on me. THX MAN!! damn smart. then aft that went back to function room and continued with the game. this time better dares. -winks at jukie. hahaz. then nth much already except the obstacle course which was mainly done by charmaine. had to leave early. (so saaad) but before that koped ice and chocs. XD. left with eliz and hew. were talking about apple and mrs ho all the way to the station. hahaz. and i love eliz cause she is the only one so far who takes mrt with me&lt;br /&gt;and drops at amk!! yayy. realised that quite alot of ppl in 302 live near me. as in.. yck area?? arnd there laa. mon was great too. we had slack lessons!! 1st was pe. learnt how to kick a rugby all. loll. was actually supposed to dao weiming but... sigh. then next got hcl. damn slack&lt;br /&gt;can. we first did some worksheet about dunno wad rooster thing. yiran and yiting was so enthu. hahaz. our side abit the falling asleep larr. then watched a cartoon about dunno wad butterfly spring. loll. damn funny sia. then RECESS!!!!! we cut the 2.5 cake. yes THE 2.5 cake which means that it was the one i brought from woodlands to bkt batok. darhling liting brought it back. REFRIGERATED it. which is a great achievement considering that it is so darn big. and bought it back to sch on mon. thx tinggy!! half the world was wondering why the hell we needed such a big cake. hahaz. cause half the cls wasent there on sun so we tot we'll bring it to sch on mon. so we TOT we din have lighter/matches. therefore, yiran and i happily voluntered to get fire((: so we had to run all the way up to the kitchen, light a candle and bring it all the way back&lt;br /&gt;to the canteen W/O THE THING EXTINGUISHING!! hahaz. first attempt. walked all the way to the central stairs, then the flame went out. second attempt, miss ng gave us a cover like thing. so we cld block the wind. then the thing caught fire. -.- hahaz. and the candle was almost gone. so i wanted to rush back too the canteen to get another candle and guess wad i found?? the candles were all blown out!! damnit. which means that while we were gone, they somehow got matches, lighted all the candles, sang a bday song, blew out the candles and removed all or them. SIGH!!! which also means that the flame we got from the kitchen was of no use!!!! damn smart can?? - i shall rmb not to happily volunteer stuff next time-hahaz. then we ate the cake. amn fattening can XD. ate three slices summore. :X bahh. i officially feel FAT. (famous denise quote. not like she's fat anw. its MUSCLES. i'd rather get muscles than fats.):philo was free eriod!! was at the lib chionging hmwk due on that day. and needless to say, i din finish!! yayy. so that same stack of ws is still rotting in my file. which means that i still havent touched it. yayy!then got eng and math. bahh. i totally missed wad she said on inverse variation last wk coz i was sleeping. and apparently that was VERY hard to get and one of the MOST IMPT part of inverse variation. -.- DAMNIT!!!tues. CNY celebrations. before that was in the erhu rm prac-ing. so i ent down on the dot cause i assumed that weiming was taking attendance. but when i reached there. bahh. realised that weiming wasent here. wth. so i now officially have two reasons to put weiming on my to kill list. XD. so had to rush attendance and it was crap cause alot of ppl were performing, so how the hell am i supposed to know if they are here today? cause i was in the co rm this morning rmb? anw. LONGTENG RAWKED!!! shengnan is so damn zai!!! chewmin too. yayy. and ufm100.3 ppl came. hahaz. then they auctioned some caligraphy stuff. ohman. some ppl are just so damn rich. anw. took 132 back WITH my zhonghu. on the way debated whetheri shld go back to rosyth. in the end decided not to. so came back home. then my mum found out that i lost my keys. so she was damn pissed scolded me like siao. and at the same time, jacko and andrea msg me and told me that they were going. wth. at first i din wanna go coz i tot noone was going back. damnit. now cannot go already larr. shldnt even have gone home in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.then nt much already. ohyar. i went to squeeze myself flat last night at chinatown. wtf lar. was so damn freaking pissed. ppl just squeeze u like you are not there. sighh. NOT going next year. have to rush off soon. just spent the last one hr typing this post. darn long right. hahaz. gtg. yeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110794401377029680?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110794401377029680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110794401377029680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110794401377029680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110794401377029680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110758298628647611</id><published>2005-02-04T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:59:07.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaz. just went to minxiang's blog. quote: "being a secretary sux". hahaz. haven't even done the notice board yed. sighh. can't blog now. doing the contact list. still gotta chiong hmwk chi OBS xiaolianbi. sihan. bio crap blah. damnit. blogg ltr in the day((:. yayy threetworocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy belated birthday three oh two!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110758298628647611?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110758298628647611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110758298628647611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110758298628647611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110758298628647611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/hahaz.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110733967440859472</id><published>2005-02-02T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T02:21:14.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/1024/Picture%20179.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/320/Picture%20179.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amundsenRAWKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. blogging and bloghopping and editing cls blog template and going on msn again even tho i have tons of hmwk plus bio chem and ss to read up aka study for. AND i am so damn unfree this weekend. bahh. i suck at timemanagement. &lt;br /&gt;thats why the class has made an unwise decision today. imagine me rushing down to the G.O everymorning and rushing up again to take attendance. damn. no more rushing up to cls with haiying at 7.20 exact. loll. we were almost late today. o.O&lt;br /&gt;anw. i seem to be always stuck with weiming. hahaz. i think i should be pitied o.O o.O o.O sea ex leaders. RS and now cls sceratary. damn coincidental lor.&lt;br /&gt;today class was quite okayy larr. phy spent 3/4 of the time voting class comm. saboed celeste o.O hahaz. then the last 15++ mins dod optical illusion. hahaz. physics damn slack today can?&lt;br /&gt;and miss neo absent!! hahaz. math is so damanding larr. i always lose too many brain cells during math. so today math was spent chionging undone hmwk and changing zhonghu xian. (i brought the zhonghu up to cls to change xian cause i lazy to run down to the erhu rm during recess XD)&lt;br /&gt;then got chem, then eng. my commonwealth sucked. i like got 5 can? its like the lowest in class. bahhh. &lt;br /&gt;and my html-ing sucks. i can't do navigating. SOMEONE PLS TEACH ME!!! sigh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110733967440859472?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110733967440859472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110733967440859472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110733967440859472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110733967440859472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/02/amundsenrawks-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110718326532261095</id><published>2005-01-31T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T06:54:25.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. today crapped alot with haiying before during and after cooking lesson. hahaz. so i told her. ohman. i actually din want to larr. but she just asked and i din reply and she was like "REALLY ARH!! omg i cannot believe this!!!" hahaz. her reaction damn funny. i don't really regret telling her. hmmm.. but it'll be much easier to get over it without anyone knowing larr. but still, i don't feel so stressed now. thx arh. and btw. dun bother asking her wad i told her cause its nothing impt. yeah. ohman. why am i talking about this now. i should be concentrating on my ss. argh. havent even managed to read finish the article yed. bahh.anw. cooking today was fun lar. partnered yiran. did lagsna and tiramisu!!! damn nice k. just finished eating it((: then recess spent half the time discussing class bday stuff. our cls bday is so damn early can? stupid larr.its going to be soooo fun!! still dunno if my mum will allow me to go ornot. damn crap. i think she is still pissed with me. plus i nd to go out alot during cny eve. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;annsiong seems to have something to tell me. sigh. he said i wun wanna know. damn. by saying that he just aroused my curosity. damn smart can? i shall dig it out from him someday.&lt;br /&gt;plus haiying seems very sad abt some stuff. she's like trying her best and slogging out for the sake of CO so... yar. be more open lar. tell her how you feel and and have a good talk. don't bottle up ur feelings k. ohman. i shall shut up. i sound like a counselor. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i will not hide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its time to try &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything to be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110718326532261095?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110718326532261095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110718326532261095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110718326532261095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110718326532261095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/okayy_31.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110707040351437613</id><published>2005-01-29T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:33:23.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/1024/three%20oh%20two.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/320/three%20oh%20two.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA! here's a preview of the cls blog. its damn simple can? no time to really make a complicated pic. next time got time then go and work on it lar. or if anyone else wan can also do. yayy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110707040351437613?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110707040351437613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110707040351437613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110707040351437613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110707040351437613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/tada-heres-preview-of-cls-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110705827708716456</id><published>2005-01-29T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:11:17.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. now blogging abt CS concert. abit the not in chrono order. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;went first to PS to get laufun's and farina's present. hahaz. then chiong down to raffles place cause we were late! hello. its only like four fifteen. so just followed the ppl in front cause dunno how to walk there. XD&lt;br /&gt;saw the vs ppl. carn really remember alot of them tho. i rmb i was walking somewhere with siyun, then there was this group of ppl saying hello so i turned back and said hi. then the whole group sort of parted and weeho was standing right in the middle. hahaz. i was so amused. anw. we waited for eons for the other ppl who wanted to come themselves. then ended up come exactly at five. hello lar. its free seating lar. so in the end din get good seats.&lt;br /&gt;the concert was great. the vs ppl decided to be super enthu. CSCO filled with super zaided ppl. anw. the encore song damn funny. it was this africian song... 'jianjian jianjian na ru jianjian' 'ee yo'&lt;br /&gt;hahaz. damn spastic.&lt;br /&gt;aft that went to suntec for dinner. gossiped ALOT. okayy lar actually not exactly gossiping lar. more like talking crap about dawn and others. then nth much already. went home. get nagged at for coming back late. ohman. my mum was asking who i went out with for dinner. whatever lar. not like i am going out with any vs ppl or anything. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110705827708716456?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110705827708716456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110705827708716456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110705827708716456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110705827708716456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110696690539509467</id><published>2005-01-28T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T19:27:42.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we have shared our morning days&lt;br /&gt;and gone through all rainy nights&lt;br /&gt;even in the darkest of nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stars still light up our way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;a dream that will be fufilled&lt;br /&gt;cross the bridge of rainow&lt;br /&gt;in search for the gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for here we stand&lt;br /&gt;our dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;sincerly from our hearts we wish&lt;br /&gt;may streams of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;shine like rays of hope&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand we work and strive for the best things in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS RAWKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;day 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz. day 1 actually quite boring. cause our watch quite quiet. AMUNDSEN rawks. hahaz. just learnt how to pronounce and spell it on sea ex day. all thanks to yuenhung *ahems. first day learnt how to kayak. er. did wet exit. damn fun. then learnt how to capsize. &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; help a friend flip the kayak back after capsizing. hahaz. partnered jiaxi. then had to row all the way out to some ulu kelong then capsize and come back. -.- hahaz. realised that i cant row in a straight line :s SORRY JIAXI!!! oh. then when we came up it was low tide. DAMNIT! low tide means mud. hahaz. our darling minsi lost one shoe. loll. so furni. she was just standing there and sinking in the mud and trying to get her shoe out. dinner was great.whoa man. obs provided us with &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; great food. quality and quantity. its just that we don't know how to cook((: ohman. eliz rocks tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;day 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today did belaying trng, tt one quite boring. then did the double wangle thingy.hahaz. i paired with oli and she said wanna go first. so we volunteered. then carried out her wonderful plan and... poof. we landed at the top. hahaz. -poof- made it sound SO easy. hahaz. its damn hard man. then we all cheered for one another etcetc. and so today out watch really really bonded. and when we were anchoring/belaying/assistbelaying we were talking crap all the way. hahaz. and i was playing and writing a name on the floor. hahaz. not telling who o.O. aft tt we gossiped and sandy began to get really lame and was talking about their pri sch friends.hahaz damn funny. then we all sat on the log and started swinging the and laughing our heads off for whatever crap reason. hahaz. lucky we din break the whole thing man. took a group photo there. hahaz. oh and the name &lt;em&gt;uncle &lt;/em&gt;was officially given to our insturctor. eliz started it((: oh. today is also the day yuenhung without thinking, picked sandy and me to be tml's i/c and the best part is that we are having sea ex tml. damn smart, yuenhung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;night 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night two was damn stressful. gotta meet up with the other sea ex leaders and discuss plan for tml. weiming charlene sandy noelle rawks. so discuss untill we all missed dinner. hahaz. then had to brief amundsen armstrong battuta and chengho all at once. but they were quite nice lar. listened quite attentively. AMUNDSEN ROCKS FOR LEAVING FOOD FOR ME AND SANDY cause the other watches din. wahaha. tt night we all slept in the same tent and sandy got crappy again, but this time it was about weiming. hahaz. sandy is super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;day 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. woke up super early. three thirty. had to wake up everyone at four fifteen. hahaz. we used sandy's the siren on samdy's radio-torch to wake all four watches up. hahaz. thank you ppl, for not making a big fuss for waking up at four fifteen. then after chionging packing. washing up. breakfast. unpitching tents. unloading kayaks. loading bagpacks... we set off fortyfive mins late. hahaz. then kayaked and kayaked and kayaked for eight hours. damn fun lar. but super tiring. started with potside first aka left marker. then switched to starboard aka right marker. then LUNCH. damn fun sia. everyone was like. LUNCH!!! arhhh!! the island we landed on rocks (thing literally). but damn small. cause it was high tide larh. then became sweeper and passed chek jawa -at high tide thank you very much- sweeper damn slack sia. take your time to kayak and i, being nice and encouraging was nice and encouraging((: -don't give me that look- then ppl started getting seasick and throwing up. there goes their lunch. then we swopped partners a few times cause they were seasick and stuff but quite fun lar. then kayaked untill we reached the campsite. yayy. and the quarry rocks. damn fun!!! I WANNA GO AGAIN!! then went to our campsite and fed sandflies, cooked, &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to start a campfire, pitched tents and stuff. ohman. SANDFLIES SUCKS! &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;and we saboed&lt;/span&gt; eliz and jiaxi o.O not my fault kayy. land ex leaders -lalala-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;oh and liting oli and i had to go to the toilet. bahh. not good... so we went pee in the sea after we rinsed our mass tins. ohman. its like if anyone happens to shine their torch on you you're dead cause its out in the open. damn. in the bushes better. but cannot go at night leh. sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;day four damn tired. the whole watch woke up late. hahaz. then chiong packing and watever crap stuff. then i happily VOLUNTERED to go and clear rubbish. and rubbish in this case consists mainly of -ahem- tissue papers around bushes. DAMN GROSS LAR!!! then went trekking. backpack damn heavy. craped alot on the way. then ate sandy's lolipop. hahaz. uncle wanted one too. loll. but too bad larh. met the amk ppl there. then quite fun lar. altho my back was aching like siao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;went back to campsite((: yayy. decent toilets. no sandflies. then went shopping. loll. built our raft. damn fun. then had to go out and save the endangered turtle. -.- dotz. then while we were transporting the raft into the sea all the barrels started falling out. damn. so uncle said dismantle it lar. then darling xinyi insisted. and so we set off and raced with chengho. hahaz. damn funny. their raft started getting tilting. so fun. in the end we won. and saved the turtle. hahaz. damn funny. then we shouted "uncle! who says our raft won't work" wahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;dinner. DINNER WAS GREAT. uncle cooked for us. curry rice((: damn nice. then i damn smart go and fry luncheon meat summore. nice lar. but i think i was hard to wash. dunno. liting washed it. THANK YOU TINGGY(:! then had to pack store and whatnot. then at night din wanna slp. wanna go for nightwalk but scared of dogs. :s oh talking about dogs!! ARGH. so freaky can? its like. tinggy oli jning eliz were all alone at the cooking area with all the leftover food and being watched by five dogs. damn scared sia. so just packed up and rushed down together. hahaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so at night we din wanna slp, played olivia's uno cards. then played halfway the insturctor came up to make sure everyone aslp. whoa. then chiong to tent like siao. damn funny!! hahaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;JETTYJUMPING!! well at least all the hustle of changing out and bathing and whatnots were worth it((: jumped a total of four times. first time damn scared. second time damn scared also,but at least u know you won;t die. then the rest alright already. very fun!!! took alot alot of pics. hahaz. then had another "talk" and cried. i dunno why also. just saw laufun crying and then felt so sad. uncle wasent even here okayy. he went for reservist on thurs. cannot do three cheers for him. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;OBSRAWKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110696690539509467?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110696690539509467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110696690539509467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110696690539509467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110696690539509467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/we-have-shared-our-morning-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110645812330734313</id><published>2005-01-22T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T21:28:43.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. going for OBS tml already, cant wait. bahh. havent even packed finished yed. loll. don't miss me too much k((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110645812330734313?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110645812330734313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110645812330734313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110645812330734313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110645812330734313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110638919773790632</id><published>2005-01-22T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T02:22:02.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yozz. its sat now and i am dying in the process of packing for obs. bahh. blogging now cause i got nth better to do((:.&lt;br /&gt;anw. we learnt about GEN THE STD on thurs jotoh lesson.yayy. i actually listened.&lt;br /&gt;general statement&lt;br /&gt;thesis statement&lt;br /&gt;stand&lt;br /&gt;gen the std. haha. faina was like -.-" when i told her during xiaozu. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml got CS concert. sigh. dun feel like going leh. no potahtoe is going, siyun and yuching going with all the chuiguan ppl and haiying going with all the zhongruan ppl. so u can say that i'll be extra. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw. pls help me by answering this question:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if A asks B what she thinks of C, what is A actually asking??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if its whether B likes C or not, what should B do? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option a) say tt C is quite nice lar. but don't like C &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;way, with a high chance that A will get the wrong idea ANYWAY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option b) say tt C sucks like hell and solve the problem once and for all.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option c) ignore A completely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahaz. don't think too much. i was just asking. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110638919773790632?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110638919773790632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110638919773790632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110638919773790632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110638919773790632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/yozz_22.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110612696244218179</id><published>2005-01-19T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T01:36:26.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loll. today actually got QUITE alot of hmwk one but all dun feel like doing.. so... i'm blogging again! yayy man.&lt;br /&gt;chi wkbk. due 17th (and yes. if you realise. 17 was two days ago).&lt;br /&gt;mugg chem atomic sturcture and bonding. sec 2 stuff completely forgot liao.&lt;br /&gt;geog photo intrepretation. (tot i am free finally from hist and all the PEE stuff but... sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;math whole lot of junk i din do since last week.&lt;br /&gt;and CHINESE XINGXIE!! bahh. 1st chi tingxie of the year and i am so sure i am going to fail it. 20/100 man.&lt;br /&gt;hahaz. today i just realised that my class is &lt;i&gt;sick&lt;/i&gt; as in... likes to tell sick jokes. hahaz. and today's CLE lesson was super crap. we had to come up with codes of conduct for the whole class:&lt;br /&gt;hand in work punctually&lt;br /&gt;do not sleep during lessons&lt;br /&gt;participate actively during (class) discussions&lt;br /&gt;do not talk when the teacher is talking&lt;br /&gt;help others when they are in need&lt;br /&gt;take responsibility for your own actions&lt;br /&gt;come for lessons on time&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;turn on the brain button before lessons start?!?&lt;br /&gt;hahaz. people who know miss pang will know wad i am talking about.and i can type out all the code of conduct word for word because...I VOLUNTEERED TO RECORD IT by &lt;i&gt;flipping my foolscap paper when she asked who wanna record the COCs. SMART!&lt;/i&gt;now gotta ask the cls to vote five out of seven. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not mess with foolscap papers when miss pang talks ever again.btw. today is sly's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SLY -refer to previous entry for pic. thx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yuching says my font is hard to read should i bold all of it like this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110612696244218179?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110612696244218179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110612696244218179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110612696244218179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110612696244218179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/loll.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110605893110945925</id><published>2005-01-18T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T06:35:31.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/1024/slyavatar2.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/320/slyavatar2.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. still slogging thru the damn commonwealth. bahh. taking one minute of rest to blogg here cause i cannot tahan anymore. and arhhHH. glass shoes is starting!!! i wanna watch!! but i still got like 460 words left to go. wtf. seriously dont like it lor. why do they have to make us write like 1200 words. hahaz. used to write like arnd 600+- only larr. sigh. and today got re-huibao. i actually wanted to go in and see val play but i think i pissed someone off. SORRY!! i din even know it untill yannie told me when we were outside. hahaz. she wanted to leave so i left with her lor. then she said that XX was indirectly asking us to go out. i really dunno lor.but if i have pissed anyone off in any way. I am REALLY REALLY SORRY. my apologies. &lt;br /&gt;watched tiger cup on sundays. haha. wasent really that into football but just felt like watching. defenders RAWK!! yeah man. hahaz. rmb at first i was totally against the idea of being a defender but i guess i sort of accepted it. tt was so long ago during our 208 days. sigh -goes into dreaming about the times we had together as 208- loll. sometimes i think coming up with things to crap about on my blog is easier than writing a 1200 word essay. crapcrapcrapcrap. sighH.&lt;br /&gt;am online now. but has resisted talking to anyone for more than 5 mins. yayy. budden wad is the pt of going online in that case rite?? &lt;br /&gt;oh and today super pissed with the bus. i ran and stood right in front of the bus driver but he was looking in the other diection so he drove off! bahh. so i decided to take 156. when i dropped off at the sji bus stop. and waited for like so long for 156, then i saw 132. wth. i was thinking that i should have just took 132 from sch when... 156 popped up from right turn before 132. i was like -_-" whatever lor. stupid bus.&lt;br /&gt;going back to essay now. is competition good for us? is there an alternative?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should spend more effort writing a super convincing essay about the fact that competition is baaad for us. so there will be no more commonwealth essay &lt;i&gt;competitions&lt;/i&gt; for ever and ever. *clapclap. then i will have an anti commonwealth essay fan club. hahaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110605893110945925?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110605893110945925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110605893110945925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110605893110945925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110605893110945925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-phew.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110586915792534854</id><published>2005-01-16T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:52:37.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/1024/pic2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/2537/320/pic2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110586915792534854?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110586915792534854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110586915792534854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110586915792534854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110586915792534854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-belated-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146537.post-110584934971252689</id><published>2005-01-15T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T20:22:29.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yozz. hihi&lt;br /&gt;yest sux. totally pissed with my stupid dad. wth. so WHAT if he is pissed? so WHAT if e feels like blowing up. he dosen't have the right to blow up at us for no gd reason rite. sighH. anw. the GEPers came back from OBS. hahaz. i wanna go!! was at hse prac on sat and heard shuting's OBS experience. loll. she said bring firestarters. fbts. lots of long sleeves. more shoes. extra specs (looks at huimin:) &lt;i&gt;high&lt;/i&gt; socks blah. hahasz. writing this down so i wun forget XD. [TAKENOTEPPL!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll. got suanned by wgy on fri again lar. &lt;br /&gt;7 3#45&lt;br /&gt;6 234&lt;br /&gt;b7124 b7&lt;br /&gt;b7421 217&lt;br /&gt;5672&lt;br /&gt;2765 2765 2765&lt;br /&gt;can't count for nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;????!&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;(if u carn read the chi. the translation is:&lt;br /&gt;zhonghu immediately die(:&lt;br /&gt;zhonghu out of tune&lt;br /&gt;zhonghu too soft)&lt;br /&gt;bahh, my translation sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words. my yingzhun sux. jiezhou sux. yingliang sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore. i conclude that we'll die w/o ass.&lt;br /&gt;yayy. that sounds so history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. supposed to be doing either: math assignm or math extra prac or algebraic assignm corr. or geog photo intrepretation or physics experiment planning or the great commonwealth essay&lt;br /&gt;basically i am stating my to do list. which is not lot. but will be alot if i start at eightpm. sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of changing to another song on my blogg. aerosmith- i don't wanna miss a thing!! the song sly sang in SI. but the original version lar. the -screaming parts- rawk. but carn bear to. true rawks just as much. bahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to learn to be more decisive(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7146537-110584934971252689?l=innocence01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/feeds/110584934971252689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7146537&amp;postID=110584934971252689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110584934971252689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146537/posts/default/110584934971252689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocence01.blogspot.com/2005/01/yozz.html' title=''/><author><name>rene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697492564471394918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
